“If the president’s worried, then I should be, no?”
We’re the last to arrive to our rides and Leo’s not happy. Whatever goes down with the big fuck from the diner, I’ve got a feeling I’m going to pay for more when we return to the club.
During the ride to the farm, I try to think of a strategy to take down my opponent. It needs to be fast and dealt with before an even bigger fight breaks out between the two clubs.
We’re the first to arrive but we’re not kept waiting long when Hopper and his club show up.
“Fuck him up,” Sparky grunts as he lights a cigarette.
“Do what you need, then finish it. Don’t fuckin’ embarrass our patch,” that comes from Cas.
As if I need to be reminded not to lose a fight. It’s not in my nature. I crack my knuckles as I move to stand by Leo’s side.Hopper and the big fuck walk across the grass and stop ten feet from us.
“We came in peace looking for my old lady,” Hopper begins. “This didn’t need to go down like this.”
Leo laughs. “We still haven’t finished the business of you backing a gang to take over my territory. I lost a good man having to go deal with it.”
“I don’t claim to know anything about it.”
“Of course not,” Leo mutters sarcastically.
I break eye contact with my opponent when Hopper calls Lily’s name. She obediently steps forward, and her busted lip and bruised cheek holds my attention.
When she joins Hopper, he slings his arm around her and forces her as close to him as possible. Movement behind me catches Hopper’s eye and I can guess it’s Slade.
A tear rolls down Lily’s cheek, but she doesn’t make a sound.
“Because you handed over my bitch, we’ll settle this score, and we’ll leave and what else needs to be concluded can be another day.”
Hopper wouldn’t hear Leo slight catch of breath, but I do. “Enough of this, Lily’s yours, I don’t give a shit about that. Let’s get this done.”
“Lets.” Keeping Lily at his side, he turns to his guy and then to me. “Since I imagine neither side wants to bury a brother today, you’ll fight until one of you is knocked out. Agreed?”
His man nods.
“Agreed,” I say.
I shrug out of my cut and whip my tee off over my head, handing both to JJ. The big fuck does the same and then it begins.
The two clubs circle us and I focus on my target. He has a few scrapes from the bust up at the diner. He smirks and makes the first lunge. I dodge his right hook and deliver an uppercutthat would put most men on their ass. He barely fucking moves and it’s like he lets me throw another jab, toying with me. He’s big but I’m faster and obviously not smarter. He goes to throw a right and he catches me with a left on the side of my head. It rattles my brain, and I stumble. For a few seconds the brothers’ hollers are a blur.
I shake it off and put my guard back up. Punches, they do nothing. I go for the low blow, and kick him in the balls. He drops like a sack of shit and I jump on him. Using all the strength in my shoulders, I throw punch after punch. Feeling bones break, his and mine. He still manages to grapple with me, but I know if I ease up for even one second, the fucker will come at me again.
Pain shoots through my hand, into my wrist. Changing my strategy, I hover over him and use my elbow. I want his blood and with every crack, a little more creeps out.
I’m pulled away and Lost Souls draw their guns, I’m dropped, and the Hog fucks draw theirs.
“Now now, I said to the knockout, not death,” Hopper hollers. “Everyone put your fuckin’ guns down!”
Lost Souls only stow their pieces away after the Hogs do and I make my way back to my brothers.
Fuck. My head feels like it’s splitting in two and one of my teeth is loose. Thank fuck it’s one of the back molars. No one will see until I can get to a dentist. I rip it out and spit out the blood that fills my mouth.
“I see your man there giving me hate, tell him to back off, she’s leaving with me. I’m not giving her up.”
We turn and Slade is conflicted, eyes on his sister.
“Considering my brother promised to kill her if she ever came back to town, I have zero fuckin’ patience or inclination to stop you…” Leo says but Slade cuts him off. “One-on-one. Meand you. I win, you walk away from my sister. You win, I’ll let you leave with her.”