Forgiving Nancy (Last Hangman MC, #5)(22)
I was moving boxes from the moving truck into the house when I saw her. I could feel a pair of eyes on me and I looked up to see her watching me from her bedroom window. My first thought was that I hoped it was her bedroom because I had picked the room directly across from it. No more than three feet must be separating the two houses. If it was hers then it would be a great way to get to know each other and it didn’t take us long to start talking over the short distance between our windows. It might sound a bit old school but it was the only way we could communicate to begin with. Her parents were keeping tabs on her accounts and phone. They disapproved of my parents’ lifestyle and made it clear that we had no place in ‘their’ neighborhood. They were the most arrogant, up tight people I have ever met. I’m surprised Nancy didn’t turn out the same way and that she took a liking to me because usually the apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree. Instead, she was the complete opposite, she was the sweet, kind, innocent girl and I was the bad boy any seventeen year old girl would want.
We had our first chat after I had just finished moving boxes into my new room. I didn’t bother unpacking them, I had more important things to do. I wanted to meet my new neighbor, the special girl who seemed to have stolen my heart with just one glance. I made my way through the boxes to the window and opened it with a smile on my face because she was still standing there, watching my every move like she was in a trance. There was an awkward silence at first where we just stared at each other. She was breathtaking with the perfect amount of innocent and mischief in her eyes, soft pouty lips and long brown hair. I could feel myself falling for this girl and we hadn’t even spoken to each other. I felt that my first words to her should have been more than just a simple greeting but I got tongue tied and the only thing that came out was a lame ‘Hey’.
“Hey back.” She smiles and God her smile is dazzling. “You don’t look like you and your family belong here,” she tells me, sounding sad.
“I know. I have no idea why they wanted to move here to be honest.” I shrug and lean against the window frame with my eyes fixed solely on her.
“Well you won’t hear anything from me but I can’t say the same for my parents or the neighbors. They are all quite judgmental.” She frowns which makes her cute little nose scrunch up.
“I’m sure we’ll survive. We don’t take shit from anyone and people should know better than to mess with us.” I smirk playfully.
“Oh really? Are you that dangerous?” She taunts and mimics my smirk.
“Who knows, I could be a criminal.” I whisper loudly.
“Considering my parents have already warned me not to go anywhere near you, it wouldn’t surprise me, unless they’re just being their overprotective and judgmental selves.” She giggles and it’s music to my ears.
“I think they’re wrong for judging us without knowing us. On the other hand, they could be right and you should stay away from us.” I grin evilly but it soon breaks into a full on smile when she bursts out laughing.
“You might have the tattoos, the biker cuts and the bad boy attitude, but there’s something about you that tells me that deep down, you’re a total sweetheart and wear your heart on your sleeve…” she tells me and leaves the end of her sentence hanging for me to say my name.
“Bennett. You know, you might be onto something…”
“Nancy. I’m always right and I’m a good judge of character. I know you’re a good guy, Bennett.” She winks at me, not impressed by my attitude or demeanor, I like that. A lot.
“Aren’t you a smart little cookie?” I chuckle.
“Oh, I know I am.” She grins but it falters as soon as she hears someone scream her name. “I have to go, my mother is calling me. If you want to talk some more join me in the gazebo in the park at midnight. I’ll be waiting for you. Don’t disappoint me, Bennett.” She winks at me and rushes away from the window and out of her room.
I’ve just met this girl, but I know that she’s just stolen my heart and I don’t think I’ll ever get it back. In those few minutes, she changed my life, giving me the need for something more than the club life has and I know for sure that I’m going to meet her tonight.
To this day, I still don’t know what happened to her after that night she was taken from me. I hope it’s just a matter of hours or days before I know. A part of me wants to know, but the other part just wants to bury all those bad memories and act as if nothing happened and pick up where we left off.
I know Gabe will manage to get her to tell him what happened. I wish I could be there to support her and give her the comfort she needs but I’m not sure me being there would be best. Not so much for her, but for me. It’s very selfish but I would have gone mental if I had stayed with her. Not because I can’t handle the truth, but because I’m sure no one would let me talk to her or listen to her. I’d be seeing people walking in and out of the Chapel without knowing what was going on and I couldn’t cope with that. I feel helpless and useless being so far from her but I didn’t have the choice. There’s nothing I can do right now that would help and it’s killing me.
I love her; she’s my gorgeous girl. She has always been and always will be, even if she doesn’t want me. I’ll always be there for her, no matter what happens over the next few days. She will always be safe. I’ll make sure of that. I couldn’t do it the first time but I will this time. I won’t fail her again.