“Hey, this is your family, you fucked up but they are still your family. They need you just as much as you need them.”
What the fuck! That shit was annoying. How did she always know?
“How the hell do you always know what I’m thinking?”
“I see you.”
I looked over to her, I didn’t know what the fuck that meant but she seemed to be completely at ease with that answer.
“Whatever.”
I put the car back into drive and moved slowly back into the road.
What would I find, would there even be anything there, what if it was abandoned, what if…?
I could have cried in relief, thankfully I didn’t. That behemoth of a building was still there even if it was on its last legs. I could see where it was being worked on. Some walls were covered with sheets of tin, some tarp. The roof looked like it was brand new, been rebuilt. The small gun range that we once had was rubble but there was framework to what looked like a remodel. My boys were still here. They were still living. I should have known that they would survive.
I looked around the area and the rows of bikes parked up, they did more than survive, my WOD men were thriving, under what conditions I had no idea. I cut the car off and looked at the women.
“You all will have to come in with me. I don’t know who is running them now, I don’t know who is here. It could be all new faces but I am hoping that there is at least one person in there that I could talk to. I don’t want to leave you out here and something happen.” I could see the fear in all their eyes but I knew this was necessary. “I will probably not be met with open arms, I dishonored my kutte and I broke my vows. They may kill me, if you see it going that way. You come back here, get in this car and leave.”
“Fuck that! I’m not going to leave you.” Mikki replies from the passenger side seat.
“Mikki, please, I don’t want that on my head. Just fucking listen. You have these girls to look out for, I deserve whatever I get. I just need you to be safe. You understand.”
She looked at me for a second, “Yes, I understand.”
I turned off the car, pulled the keys out of the ignition and put them in Mikki hands. I watched her put them in a pocket and we got out of the car. Vida picked up Angel, Mikki grabbed Vida’s hand and all of them huddled as close as they could behind me.
“Peanut butter?” Vida asked as we began walking towards the doors of the makeshift club.
“It’s ok?” Mikki asked close to my ear. I grabbed her hand and gave it a squeeze.
“We’re ok. I got you.” I answered.
“Honey.” Mikki turned back and answered Vida.
One day I would figure out what the fuck that meant.
I got to the door and straightened up as much as I could, I was walking in kutte-less and technically a traitor to the club. All I could do was pray that they didn’t kill me on sight. Whoever was there.
“What the fuck do you want?” A young man with prospect rags asked as he opened the door.
I had never seen him before in my life and obviously he didn’t know who the hell I was either. Part of me wanted to knock his fucking teeth down his throat. I had to remind myself that I wasn’t the Prez anymore. I was nothing to these people. I looked around, I saw a few patched in members but none from when I was with them. Maybe it was all new brothers. Maybe I was too late.
“You can’t fucking hear? I asked you fucking question. What do you want?”
“I am here to see your president.” I answered, using every ounce of will power that I had to not swing on this little prick.
He looked behind me and saw Vida and Mikki, just like usual. Men always thought with their dicks.
“Go find him if you want, but know once you step over this here threshold, that pussy behind you is fair game.”
I turned and with every ounce of my soul, I wanted him to hear what I was about to say. “If you so much as touch a hair on any of their heads, I will slice you from your dick to your throat and play catch with your guts.”
The man that had all that mouth just a few seconds ago backed down, he could see that I wasn’t playing.
I walked past him, the girls attached to me as closely as they could. There was a full-blown party going on. Quite a few folks from other crews but I did see some wings that I knew. Vale and Storm pushed a club bunny from their path as they made their way to where I was standing. A new patched member by the name of Ripper, according to his kutte joined them. Another member from the Spawns of Chaos, Shepard it said on his Kutte, closing in on me from the other side. None of them looked happy. In fact, Shepard already had his gun out and cocked as he made his way towards me.
I turned to the girls, “It’s going bad, get back to the car. Now!” I pushed Mikki and the girls back. Mikki started to cry but she was back tracking to the door. They would be safe.
I nearly laughed out loud when a resounding phrase hit my ears.
“Oh Shit!”
Clean came barreling from the side of the room, the huge man reaching me just seconds before the four
