The Outsiders Narrative

The drive to my parent’s house was filled with silence between me and Cade. His left elbow resting on the door panel, right hand draped over the steering wheel he looked deep in thought. Everything about him was all man, he oozed sex and confidence. I looked away when he turned and looked at me, smiled weakly and started to say something then shook his head and turned his eyes back to the road.
We pulled up to the club house, every single club member was there. Choppers and Harleys lined the front of the building. We still hadn’t said anything to each other, we sat there in his pickup staring ahead, “Do you regret last night?” Cade finally said.
“No, do you?” I looked down at my lap.
He inhaled deeply through his nose and slowly

“Oh, okay. Did he leave a bill?” I hadn’t talked to him since the last time we talked in his pickup. I would text him but he never replied or called.
“I don’t think so, I think your dad paid him.” She said and put a plate of breakfast food on the table. I pulled my phone out of my purse and sent Cade a simple, Thank you, text.
Dad walked through the front door and over to the table, as we ate breakfast we talked about how business was going at the gym. Mom was beaming from ear to ear with a smile, “You’re great at what you do. I’m so glad everything is going good, you worked hard to get to where you are.”
I smiled, “I love helping the kids, some have such a low self-esteem it breaks my heart. They’ve learned they can talk to us about anything anytime.”
Dad sat there quiet, “We can’t find him anywhere, it’s like he’s vanished. A couple of the guys have been to his parent’s house, his mom was tight lipped and lying through her teeth.”
“Wow, do you think maybe those charges finally came through? Maybe he’s in jail?”
Dad shook his head ‘no’, “Nope, his record is spotless, we’ve checked the jails too. His step daddy must have got the DA to drop