Carbon

Carbon My mother, father, brother, and sister were murdered. And I found them. My only living relatives were my grandmother and one little sister, Reese. Then, my grandmother died, leaving me as the only one responsible for my younger sibling. My dad was a member of the Blackwings MC. I always planned on becoming a brother. I just thought my dad would be there when I patched in. But he wasn't, and I was slowly drowning in anger and rage. My club was behind me and did everything they could to help me. But nothing was working. Until the night I met HER. Harper Victim. I hated that word. I always felt like it carried a connotation of defeat. I wasn't defeated. I fought like hell, and for the most part, I won. No, I was not a victim. I was a survivor.