that doesn’t work.
what am I, a cowboy?
let me just get right into it.
wasn’t so hard.
going to blabber on about how strong and fierce I am.
to tell you how broken or damaged my life has been.
just going to tell you that I’m me. Just me. Waverly.
I am all of
those things, but I’m also so much more.
a club, a club that needs me to bring peace back into their worlds.
If you had
asked me if I’d be working for a biker club six months ago, I would have simply
laughed in your face.
I mean, a
biker club? Come on.
Yet here I
the deepest, darkest parts of the world.
to be something I’m not.
That is one
thing about me you should know, I won’t let them down.
crack under the pressure.
break, no matter how much horror I see.
lives at stake, there are people who need me.
single thing will distract me from the mission I’m on.
that’s what I first thought.
tangled up in a world I can’t even begin to understand.
dealing with feelings that are foreign to me.
for a monster.
for an angel.
battle between good and evil, and I’m living it.
these men, you ask?
going to have to start from the beginning.
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