Page 30 of Mayhem

I have seen him sneaking around her house a lot lately. He has been watching her. I don’t think she has ever noticed, or I know she would be raising hell about it. I wouldn’t be surprised if he has found a way to microchip her so he always knows where she is. Not that we would need it anyway. We all seem to gravitate towards her.

My brand of asshole doesn’t seem to faze her. She doesn’t care. I have been trying to make her jealous by flirting with other girls, but either doesn’t care or I’ve hurt her and she wants nothing to do with me. Fuck, I’m starting to think it’s the second one.

Serena isn’t like anyone I have ever met before. She can go toe to toe with me, and that’s impressive. No one has ever stood up to me like she does. When she slapped me earlier, I was pissed off. But I was so much more impressed. She is strong and would be a perfect queen by my side. I don’t think I could ever love her, but she has proved to be the only one worthy of the role. My old lady must be just as tough as I am and take no shit from anyone but me. She needs to be rough on the outside but submissive on the inside and only to me.

She is perfect for me. Even her last name proves that. Serena Gold. One day, I will change it to Anaxson and watch her grow round with my son. I need to do something soon if that’s the outcome I want. I need to scare her into my arms or something. She needs a reason to come to us. She needs a push to show her we are the right option.

I don’t think I have ever been jealous of my friend before, but recently it’s all I feel. If it wasn’t for fucking Valerie, I know she would look at me the same way too. I need to figure a way around her bullshit without Serena getting hurt in the process. Valerie may be a vapid bitch, but she has some dangerous people in her corner.

We pull into my laneway. I know Serena isn’t home yet, but I can’t help but look over at her house. It’s become my new routine when I get home. Knowing she is so close to me soothes a part of my soul. I almost thanked God- or the devil- when I noticed her room was right across from mine. We walk inside my empty house. Dad is never home, but he has been home a little more than usual since Serena moved next door.

I throw myself onto my bed. At least it’s Friday, and we can figure out something this weekend to get Serena. It’s still every man for himself, but getting help to push her in the right direction is fine. These boys know I want her, and I won’t stop until I get her. I don’t share, and I don’t play well with others. She will bemypet.Mynew toy.Myqueen. I’m just letting the other two think they have a shot.

I am still so grateful the boyfriend is out of the way. We need to keep it that way. Now I have the teacher to worry about. I saw the way he looked at her. The way he touched her. I make a mental note to get Zeus to look more into the teacher. Serena may not realize it yet, but Mr. Labeau wants something he can’t have. I would kill him before I ever let him touch her again- another thing I will have to deal with if needed.

Maybe I should take her out on a date. She could sit on the back of my bike, and I could show her what it would be like to be mine. I have never let anyone ride with me on my bike before. It’s sacred to me. I only want my old lady to sit there. That will be her seat, her throne. Serena is the only one I have ever thought about letting sit there.Fuck.Why is this girl already so far under my skin?

I’m the type to hit it and quit it. Being stuck with one girl is the most infuriating thought. Day in and day out with someone, being tied to one person. The thought used to make my skin crawl, but with her, I see something in the future. She is the one. I may never be able to love her the way she wants someone to, but I will respect her. Everyone will respect her. She will never need anything ever again. I will be the provider and protector of her.

Love isn’t something I ever thought about. I never had an example of it. My mom ran out right after I was born, and my dad never dated anyone. He fucked, a lot, but never got serious with someone. I used to think it was because of my mom, but it turns out it was because of a girl from high school. He loved her, and she broke his heart. He decided he would never give his heart to anyone again. He would never show love again. Not even to his own son.

I was a legacy to him, and that’s it. There is no love shown between my father and I. I am the product of one drunk night between two teenagers. Created by accident but bred for one purpose in life. To take over the MC and rule this town. My dad loves the power he has, and I can admit I do too. I love being a big fish in a small pond. It makes life exciting.

My phone rings, and I instantly know who it is. My father. He is like Beetlejuice. You say his name -or think about him- to many times and he will appear. Dad only calls when he wants or needs something. I let it ring for a bit before I answer. “Yeah?”

“Son, I need the three of you to meet us at your warehouse. We have some things we need you guys to handle.” My father says.

Our warehouse is a building that we bought a couple of years ago. We have been running jobs for our dad since we were fourteen, and they paid us. We saved all our money to buy our dream bikes when we were sixteen. After that, we purchased a space to hang out, throw parties, or do whatever we wanted. Our dads like to use it to interrogate people. They don’t own it, so they can’t get busted. We can, though.

It’s perfect for them and dangerous for us. Just the way they like it. At first, we kept it a secret from them. We didn’t want them to confiscate it and turn it into something for the club. We needed our own space because we aren’t even in the club yet. It still pisses me off. They found out when a prospect showed up at one of our parties. We warned him not to say anything, and he agreed. Until he got so intoxicated, he couldn’t find his own feet. He called someone who called our dads. I killed the prospect the next day. Harsh, maybe, but I don't do well with people who disobey me.

That’s why there are always club members at our parties. A way for our dads to keep an eye on us, always. They may trust us to take over one day, but they don’t trust us enough to not kill them for it.

If they are using our warehouse, it means it’s not club business. It’s personal. They want us to do it so it doesn’t fall back on the club. There is a reason those three are at the top, and it has nothing to do with nepotism. They have proven how ruthless they can be and will do anything necessary to stay at the top. They took a small-town MC and turned it into something everyone fears. There are multiple charters now in a few states. They made the MC into what it is today.

One day, that will be me and my brothers. We will be at the top. We will rule and wewilldo a better job than our fathers. I know that’s possible with Serena by my side as my queen. I have so many ideas about where to take us.

Something Pops once told me pops into my head.When you find your queen, there is nothing you can’t achieve. She will be by your side and help guide you through every decision. She will help you grow into a man you can be proud of.

I know the girl he was talking about is Serena.

“We will be there in an hour.” I grit out and hang up before he can say anything else. “Looks like we have a different way to cool off tonight, boys. Let’s make those bastards pay.” A sly smile breaks across my face.

If I can’t fuck, I’m going to hurt someone.

Odin

Our dads are already waiting for us at our warehouse. I hate that they know about this place. It was supposed to be ours and only ours. When they discovered this place, they took over, just like they do with everything in our lives. We aren’t members of the MC yet, so we wanted a space only for us with the feeling of an MC clubhouse without being one. Midas just mainly wanted a place he could rule over.

Our fathers are standing by the bar we installed, each with a beer in their hands and cuts on their backs. I have dreamt about wearing my own all my life. I pull my shoulders back, slip the mask I have to wear back onto my face, and walk up to them. They each have an aura of danger tonight. Someone is getting fucked tonight.

“Boys.” My father greets. We each nod our heads and wait for instructions. “We have someone in the back that we need some information from. Zeus, we need you to hack into his phone and computer. Odin, you get to do what you do best. Make sure he is barely breathing when he leaves here.” My father laughs like a maniac at that.

“Anything we are looking for specifically?” Midas asks, ever the leader.

“I just want all the information on his devices. Nothing too small or too big. Put it on this hard drive.” Zane tosses the drive to Zeus. “I don’t want any of you looking at that information.” He points at all three of us, waiting for us to agree. I look over to Midas, and he nods his head. Without another word, they leave their bottles and walk out.

“Let’s get this shit over with. I have stuff I want to do tonight.” I clap my hands and smile. I have plans tonight. I refuse to let this take longer than necessary. My sweet Serena is waiting in her room, and I plan on watching her tonight.

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