Rambler Basterds

Chapter16

***Savvy***

I was sitting in my room holding my phone, and I was dreading making this call as I knew my father was going to scold me. Im a grown ass woman, but still hate to disappoint her father. He means well, I know he does, but he would have had me move in with him, and that's something I couldn't do; I needed to find my footing on my own without my husband.

My father would have been trying to do everything for me and shield me from everything, and that's not what I need. I need to feel the pain and the hurt, it lets me know Im still here, and this isn't some dream that I will wake up from.

Looking down at Blue, who was passed out by the door, he lifted his head, looking at me.

"What am I going to do, Blue? He's going to be mad when he finds out what happened, and I didn't call him."

Blue drops his head back down,

"Thanks a lot." I gripe, but swipe my thumb over the screen, pulling up my dad's contact. Hitting the button before I lose my nerve. Placing it to my ear,

"Don't pick up, Don't pick," I kept saying, but it was not my luck on the third ring, his deep voice came through the phone,

"Savannah Evans, you are in some trouble, young lady."

My shoulder dropped, my whole body sagged; no one likes it when their parents scold them.

"Hi, Daddy." I tried chripping out, hoping it sounded cheerful enough.

"Oh dont you Hi Daddy me. Where have you been?"

Rubbing my forehead, "Im sorry, Dad. It's just been a lot happening, and I didnt mean to go off grid and radio silence on you, but Im fine and doing okay."

I hear him sigh, "Savvy, Doug said you sold the house and have moved, but he didnt tell me where you are staying, said it was something you needed to tell and not him."

Dam Doug, He will pay the next time I see him, the little tattletale.

"Yes. Dad, I sold the house. I couldnt afford to keep it. I'm staying somewhere safe and have started working, so I have enough money for myself, Blue is with me, and we are doing okay. I promise."

"Hunnie, why didnt you come to me? You could have stayed here with me, and you know that."

I felt bad knowing he would only want to help me, and hearing the hurt in his voice wasnt helping me feel any better.

"Sorry, Dad, but I really need this time to figure myself out. And I know you would have let me stay with you, but I did not want to burden you with all this."

And that was the truth, I was trying to do this on my own and not take up anyone else's time and impose on their lives, they have things they need to do, and it does not take care of me. I have to pick up the pieces of my heart on my own.

"You are not a burden, Savvy. You are my daughter, and I would do anything to help you, but shutting everyone out is not the answer. I know you are sorting through all this, but you are not alone. We are still here for you." He sounded so mad.

"I know, Dad, I just need time, that's all, I promise to keep in contact with you better as well as Hexley, too. Doug stopped to see me the other day."

"Hexley called me the other day as well. He was worried about you; he sounded like he was two seconds from climbing on the next flight if he couldnt reach you soon."

I laughed, cause it would be something he would do.

"I know, He told me and I promised to be more open."

"That's good, now where are you staying and what kind of work are you doing?"

I bite my lip, I wasnt sure how he would take me living with a bunch of bikers. I maybe a adult, but to my father Im still his little girl.

"Well. Im working for a club as a cleaner, and it comes with housing, so it worked out great." Hoping he would accept that.

"Oh, what kind of club?"

Well s**t. I thought to myself, I guess it's now or never. I didnt answer right away,

"Savvy," HIs voice held a low warning to it, he knows Im stalling,

"Um, Well," Oh, just spit it out, Savannah, "Rambler Bastards MC." I quickly blurt out. I waited for him to yell or say something, but he didnt.

"Ugh, Dad?"

"Did Joey Rayne take over for his father?"

Well, hell, I was expecting that question, but.

"Uh, I do not know his name, but they call him Undertaker."

"Yep, he must have taken over for his father then. Is his dad still there? He used to go by the name Knuckles. It's been a while since I last saw the old dirtbag."

I didnt know what to say. I was so shocked and lost at the same time.

"I don't think so. I mean, I have not met anyone with that name. I have only been here for a short time. So I haven't met everyone."

How in the hell did my dad know him?

"Ugh, Dad, how is it you know him?"

"We went to school togather, we hung out all the time, but as we grew up, he chose to follow his dad's path. We still talked a lot till we both got married, had kids, and we kind of went our separate ways. I mean, we did get together a few times when you were little. I doubt you remeber it, though."

Wait, is he saying I met Undertaker when we were little? I think my head is spinning right now.

"Is the clubhouse still off Washington?"

"Yeah,"

How did Dad know where this was? Has he been here before? This is a part of his life I never knew about.

"Dad, have you been here before?"

"Yeah, we used to spend a lot of time there as teenagers. Knuckles loved being there. He met his wife there when he turned twenty married her, and had Joey, granted he is a few years older than you, I do believe. I met your mother shortly afterwards."

Holy hell, my father used to hang with bikers when he was younger. I would have never thought that about him. He was always so steady and a straight line kinda guy, so to think he used to run with these guys is so shocking, I think I may pass out.

"Dad, I had no idea that you used to run with these guys, I mean, you never spoke about it."

He chuckled, "Well, my dear daughter, it was time I wasnt wanting to share as I was not the best behaved person back then either, and I thought it was something you didnt need to know, I was your dad, I wanted you to look up to me, not see all the screw up I did when I was a young punk."

Did my Dad just admit to being a troublemaker? I can not believe that.

"Did you just tell me you used to get into trouble when you were younger? Huh?"

"Well now, I wouldn't say that, but I will say I was no saint, and we will leave it there, now that I know where you are, I will come see you, I know you are safe there but remeber it is an MC they play by their own rules, so watch your back."

With that, he cut the call. I pulled the phone from my ear, looking at the blank screen. I was still reeling from what I was just told. Holy s**t, my own father knew of these men and was even friends with one.

Shit, I need to find Undertaker and let him know my Dad may stop by tomorrow. I fly off the bed, pulling open the door, Blue right on my heels as I rush down the hall heading for his office. He is normally in there at this time of day.