Saved By A Biker Novel – Being black and blue all over is my daily routine. After suffering abuse from my mother and my ex-boyfriend, I finally escaped from it all with my son. My mom’s ex-boyfriend Jayson had left everything he owned to me. This has provided me with great help for my escape. And there is also a letter. It said: Your father is the president of Sons of Sin MC. Please do me a favor and give your father and your brothers Ryder and Adrian a chance. Go to them. They will help you with anything and everything I swear to you. They will protect you.
Have you ever wished that your life could be different? Have you ever wondered if certain events hadn’t happened, what your life would have been like? Have you ever dreamed of another life? Have you ever dreamed of a better life? Have you ever wanted to change your life, but didn’t know how to do so? Well, I do all the time. You see, growing up it was always just my mom, her boyfriend of the week, and me. I never knew my father because he apparently left when my mom told him that she was pregnant with me. My mom used to say that he never wanted kids. My mom wasn’t the best mom ever. She used to abuse me when I was growing up. She would blame me for the love of her life leaving her. When I was ten my mom brought home a man named Jayson. He was the only man out of all my mother’s boyfriends who treated me nicely.
He loved me like I was his daughter. My mom actually stayed with him for a year and a half. She probably would have married him, but he died in a car accident. After Jayson died in a car accident my mom became worse than ever. That’s when she hit me for the first time. When I was sixteen I met a guy at school named Tyler Jacobs. We became friends at first, but then one day while we were at lunch he confessed to me that he was in love with me. I was so excited because I thought that he really loved me. We started dating that same day. When I turned seventeen he had convinced me to have intercourse with him. That was the same day that he found out about the abuse at home after seeing the bruises on my body.
After Tyler found out about the abuse I was suffering from he told me that he wouldn’t let me go home ever again. He made me stay with him and he bought me new clothes. I managed to finish high school with a 4.0 GPA. The day after I graduated high school was the day that everything changed between me and Tyler. Tyler got so mad at me because I didn’t have a job yet. He beat me black and blue. He then stabbed me in the leg saying that since I didn’t have a job I wouldn’t need my leg to walk anywhere. After that, he took his belt off and beat me with the belt until my back was bleeding. After that beating, he left and didn’t come home for a few days. I was in so much pain that I couldn’t even move to leave even if I wanted to.
When my back and my leg healed I got up and went to look for a job. About a week after I started working in a diner a man in a suit came to the diner looking for me. He said he was a lawyer and had been waiting for me to turn eighteen. Once I turned eighteen he wasn’t able to find me until I started working for the diner. He said that when my mom’s ex-boyfriend Jayson died he had left everything he owned to me in a will along with a letter for me. In his will, he left me a house that was in a small town called Santa Barbara in California. He also left me another house here in my hometown of Miami, Florida along with a car that was in storage and all his money that added up to four hundred thousand dollars. However, since the money had sat for so long there was close to a million dollars now. I was so happy that I literally cried.
I thought this would finally be my chance to escape Tyler and his evil ways. After work that night I went home and started packing everything that was mine since Tyler wasn’t home. After I packed everything, I wrote a note telling Tyler that I was done with him and everything that he had put me through. As I was leaving, Tyler came home. When he saw the suitcase in my hand he lost it. He dragged me back into the house by my hair and beat me so bad that day that I wasn’t able to move for almost two weeks straight. That same night he raped me countless times. About a month later I found out I was pregnant. Tyler said that if I was to try to leave again then he would kill my baby. He said that if I wanted my baby to stay alive I had to stay with him. I was so scared for my little baby. I gave birth to a little boy and named him Jayson Michael Johnson.
That was all almost four years ago. If it wasn’t for my little boy I honestly don’t know what I would have done. I have stayed strong for him. However, it’s time for us to go before Tyler does anything to my little man. If Tyler so much as lays a hand on my son I will kill him. I lay here awake at four-thirty in the morning, waiting for the alarm to go off so that Tyler will get up and go to work. I have my plan made already. Once Tyler leaves for his shift at the restaurant that he works at I am going to get Jayson or Jay as I call him ready to go and then we are leaving. Tyler still to this day doesn’t know about the visit I had from the lawyer. I refused to tell him so that he couldn’t do anything with the houses, car, or money. I haven’t even read the letter that the lawyer gave me from Jayson yet. I planned on reading it once I get to California.
I heard the alarm go off and felt Tyler get out of bed grumbling. I listened to him go into the bathroom and take a shower. I listened to him get dressed and then leave. I waited thirty minutes and then I got up and got dressed. I sent a text to my best friend Amy to let her know it was time. Then I went and woke Jay up and got him ready to go. I quickly packed a few things of his into his backpack and then I went in my room and grabbed a few things of my own like all of the baby pictures of Jay’s, a picture of my mom and dad before I was conceived, our birth certificates and social security cards, and my laptop. I threw all that stuff in a bag, grabbed Jay, and then snuck out of the house through the back door. Amy met us in the alley and took us to the storage unit that has the car that Jayson left for me. “Are you going to be okay?” I asked Amy.
“Girl, don’t worry about me. Worry about getting that little boy out of here. I will be out there as soon as I know it’s safe. You know I got your back girl.” She said, “I had the car checked over last week so it’s good to go. It already has a full tank of gas in it. I also put a GPS system in it for you since I know that you didn’t bring your phone or iPad. There is a couple of burner phones in the glove box that way if you need to call me you can. Promise me that you will be safe.” “I promise I will be safe. Thank you for everything that you have done for me. I love you girl.” I said. I opened the unit up and got Jay in his car seat. I put all the bags in the trunk and then got into the driver’s seat. I started the car up and then backed it out of the unit and we started our journey to Santa Barbara, California. It’s going to take us about two days to get there but I am going to try to drive as much as I can before stopping. The greater the distance that’s between me and Tyler the better things will be.
I drove all through the day without hardly stopping. The only time I stopped was when either I or Jay had to use the bathroom, to eat, and to get gas. By the time that I finally stopped, it was late at night. We stopped at a cheap run-down motel outside of Abilene, Texas. It wasn’t the best-looking motel room but it would get us by for the night and I was able to pay with cash so that was a bonus. The curtains were dirty-looking. The walls were dingy. I managed to get Jay changed into his pajamas and into bed. After he fell asleep, I changed into my night clothes that consisted of short shorts and a tank top. After changing into my nightclothes I pulled the letter that the lawyer gave me out of my purse. I hesitated for a moment before I opened the envelope and pulled the letter out to read it.
It said: Dear Emma, I am so sorry that you are reading this and not hearing it from me. If you are reading this then that means that I died before I had the chance to tell you some things. I have so much to tell you but I swore I would wait until you were eighteen to tell you. For starters, I loved you like you were my own daughter. You are an amazing young lady. Well, I guess your a woman now. Never let anyone tell you that you are anything but smart, sweet, and caring. Don’t let anyone put you down and no matter what stay strong. I know your mom doesn’t show it but she does really love you.
I know that she has told you so many things about your biological father but let me tell you some things that I know. I know for the fact that what I am about to tell you is the gods honest truth. I personally know your father. I grew up with him in Santa Barbara, California. He’s a good man. A few weeks ago your mom confessed everything to me. She told me the real story about what happened with your dad. I feel that I should tell you because I have a feeling that she won’t tell you. Your father is the president of Sons of Sin MC (Motorcycle Club).