Disclaimer: I won Brenna…That is all! Kurt Sutter created all other recognizable characters and places within the story. He is a genius!
Prologue:
The air beating against my skin burned the cut deep in my face as I carefully and slowly made my way through Charming on my blacked-out Harley Dyna. I take the turns and curves much less gracefully than usual. Beads of sweat from my efforts blend with the blood dripping from my face. This was not how I wanted to return home.
Barely keeping my bike upright, I turn into the Teller-Morrow lot and park my bike just outside of the garage doors, in hopes that someone will see me and come to my aid. My legs, now on the ground straddling my bike, can no longer move. The ache is too deep. The pain ricocheting throughout all of my body, flowing freely just as my blood pumps, has taken its toll. I can't make it.
The relief that I am home is enough that I can now let go. If I was going to die, I wanted to do so here, on the same grounds where I ran barefoot, the lot where I rode my first bike, the last place I felt at home—at ease.
And I fall. I hit those same grounds and let the dark come over me.