M.N.Forgy

I'm crazy, deranged, and psychotic. Half the time I'm out of my mind and feel as if my life isn't even mine. Being diagnosed with Dissociative Identity Disorder, it's an accurate description of myself.
Born an MC brat, my only dream is to wear the colors of my father's club, The Shadow Keepers. To feel the weight of the warm leather press across my back, and to be a part of something with purpose.

It wasn't until the last drop of blood dripped from my fingertips and the gun smoke faded into the night sky that I realized what was really important to me.
Him.
In a blink of an eye, I lost it all. I lost him.

There's no such thing as a Free Ride in life, and our story is an example of that.

Free Ride is created by M.N.Forgy, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

Free Ride

Harley twists in my lap, looking up at me with tear-filled eyes. She’s so broken, but she’s never looked more beautiful than she does right now. I look forward to putting her back together again, adding my pieces with hers.


Tucking my thumb under her chin I focus on her.


“He locked you away, lied to the club. He killed your mother, Harley. He went rogue and needed to be taken care of the Shadow Keepers’ way. The memories you have of your dad are from when you were a kid, not the man that lays over there now.”


Her tongue sweeps out, taking in a salty tear. Her head shaking back and forth as she looks away from the building.


“I knew he killed my mother, I just… I didn’t want to believe it.” Her words catch in her throat. I knew because I heard him talking about it with my dad when I was younger, but how does she know?


Chapter 49