Page 36 of Fanatic

“It’s fuckin’ twelve o’clock. Nine is an acceptable time to start a workday. Do you think you’re getting a free ride or something?” I demanded.

“Hey, I work.”

“At sleeping? Yeah, you get an A star for that. Get your ass out of bed. Then tidy this shithole. Hellfire doesn’t give you a bunk here for you to treat it like crap. I want this fuckin room sparkling and smelling like a florist.

“Meanwhile, I’m gonna find Runner and take him off shit duty for today, and he can go help Shee. I’m sure Runner will thank you for picking up his duties. And then you’re going to run a lap around the compound. While I consider other distasteful and nasty crap for you!”

“Hey, you can’t do that! I want to speak to Chance! You are just a prospect!”

The control on my temper snapped, and I hauled the lazy fuck out of bed by his ankle. Vampire created a ruckus, screaming and shouting as I dragged him down the corridor and into the rec room. I dumped his snivelling ass in the middle and turned to Chance and Big Al at the bar.

“Fucker here wants to lodge a complaint,” I snarled.

Big Al snorted in amusement. “What? He thinks we got a union or some shit?”

“Fanatic can’t treat me like this!” Vampire yelled, standing up. Jesus, that was fuckin’ unattractive. Sickened, I looked awayfrom Vampire’s pasty white, slightly flabby body. Major turn-off for women.

“Like what?” Chance asked.

Before I could speak, Vampire launched into a tirade of complaints.

Chance nodded and turned to me. “Make that twice around the compound, even if Vampire has to crawl the second time. And he’s pulled gate duty for the next week with whoever else is on. Ensure they have an air horn, and if Vampire falls to sleep, they blow his fuckin’ ear drums out. He’s also on dishwashing, and lucky for him, the dishwasher broke this morning, so it’s all hands to the sink.”

“Getting laid ain’t worth this!” Vampire retorted.

“You joined an MC to get laid?” I asked incredulously.

“Yeah. You have always got women hanging about. I’m gonna get me some of that. And everyone knows MCs lounge about drinking. Where’s the drugs and that shit? You’ve got the wrong idea of a club. Nobody works in an MC, you run illegal things and have loads of pussy around,” Vampire explained like we’re all dumb.

“Fuck the vote. Fanatic, throw his sorry ass out!” Chance ordered.

Happily, I grinned, grabbed Vampire in an armlock, and marched him out of the clubhouse and towards the gates. Vampire struggled as he realised I was throwing his ass out while he wore dirty boxers and nothing else. The wanker fought all the way, and Dollar’s eyes widened as I approached.

“Open them, candidate,” I ordered.

“Dollar! You gotta help me, man, we’re brothers. Don’t let him bully me!” Vampire shrieked.

“Ain’t no brother of mine,” Dollar snorted, and I grinned as I slung Vampire into the street.

“One of the candidates will bring your shit,” I said as Dollar closed the gate. Vampire flung himself at it and began rattling it.

“Fanatic, you can’t do this,” he screamed.

“Sorry, Dollar, looks like your quiet morning turned into hell,” I apologised, walking back.

“Not a problem, dude,” Dollar replied, and I heard the amusement.

I called Jinx and Sailor to empty Vampire’s room and clean it. Then, I headed to an office we all used when needed and opened my laptop. Luckily, I had my laptop and could work here. And it seemed my presence was required today to watch these motherfuckers.

I was several hours into a design when someone knocked at the door. I glanced up and spotted Jinx standing there.

“Brought you some lunch,” he said, handing me a plate. Jinx went a bit red. “I checked what you could eat with your… thing… anyway, that stuff’s okay to have.”

“Transplant. You can say it. The word doesn’t bother me because it’s true. And thanks, man, that’s thoughtful of you,” I replied.

“Cheers, Fanatic. Some don’t like talking about personal stuff. I was uncertain, but guessed you had to eat healthy,” Jinx said and left the room.

Damn, he’d made me wholemeal sandwiches with ham and salad in and put some fruit on the side with a low-fat yoghurt. Good of Jinx. Another knock made me look up, and Clark entered.

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