Page 184 of Love Me in the Dark
“Do you want to do this again sometime? I haven’t had it that rough for a long time.”
“Naah, don’t get it twisted this is all it is fucking.” I inform as I turn my back on them but stopped in my tracks with a response
“It doesn’t have to me you can’t tell me you do that with all-“ I end up having to retaliate and biting back, I’m growing tired of this bullshit
“Just get the fuck out, I never promised you anythingMark. You’re not that special, you were just a hole to fill so I suggest you get out now!” I roar at the man I picked up from the clubs bar in the city, now I’m regretting that complete fuck up. The glare and look of pure horror written on his face, he shuffles on his feet near the door flitting his eyes across the room like he’s hedging his bets. I just stand here unmoving as clench and unclench my jaw and with a single raised eyebrow at him, waiting for him to protest and plead his case even more, but he looks like he’s about to put up a fight but then he thinks better of it, and like he was never here before he leaves not without adding some drama by slamming the door. “Fucking pussy!” I yell out who the hell does he think he is there is no way I’m wasting what I was born with a healthy appetite for fucking but some call me a greedy mother fucker like my brothers but when you’re packing with what I’ve got I enjoy both pussy and dick. I got lucky; I’m thick I could slit a virgin ass in two and what a fucking glorious sight that would be. From what the club girls say to one another from TN chapter to ours it seems to run through the family.
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Hound
“What time did you say The TN chapterare comin’?” Beef the big fucker asks as he props himself against the tree trunk, he’s as wide as West Lake Road, amongst the wooded area off the main road it’s the dead of night with only the moonlight giving us any light as we wait amongst the stars with the sweet-smelling warmth of the summer lingers in the air.
“Hermano,how many times have I gotta tell you they’re meant to be here at half past. “ Grinder the President of the Georgia chapter the Devils Reapers, he’s a fucking liability and sadly he’s my cousin. He stands there propped up against his Harley, as per usual he’s got a big spliff hanging out the edge of his lips puffing on it like a fucking chimney, the plumes of the thick heavy smoke surround his face. I try to reign in my pissed off look at him and remember talking to my brother about his antics, and what the TN chapter think of his leadership, but Ihave to grin and bear his bullshit, like my Pops likes to remind me when I tell him of his actions and fuck ups is that‘I need to stop bitchin’ I gave up the right the chance of getting the gavel so now deal with it.’There’s that or I just need to wait it out until he trips all over his own and shoots himself in the fucking foot. He may be my cousin, but sometimes bloodisn’talways thicker than water…
I walk over to edge of wood looking out over the empty road if it wouldn’t be for the moon shining overhead the road and sky would merge into one, pulling out a smoke outing it to my own lips, as I inhale that first drag that fills and enters my lungs and slowly as I let my eyes fall shut I exhale watching the plume of smoke dance around in the darkness just peeking through it are the yellowy white headlights of several bikes in the distance. I step back into the wooded area where the rest of the club are standing and I get shoulder bashed by Dice, our Road Captain. The shitheads match me in the height but as our club fighter he carries his weight better than any of us the amount of time he shreds in the gym. Either though I’ve never fucked any of my brothers in the club if I ever was tempted to it would be Dice the man knows how to look after himself and even though all of them know I have varied tastes they’ve never treated me differently I don’t think they fucking dare mind. But Dice is packing not as thick as me, but he’d get it if we weren’t brothers in arms.
“They’re comingVP?” He asks with a flick of one of his dark auburn eyebrows, the fucker says VP anytime he gets a chance I swear him, and Pops have got bets to fuck my head up because I gave the gavel over to Grinder and they both told me ‘I’m stupid fucker.’ I think they think they will wear me down, so I fight Grinder for the gavel or try and get a no vote of confidence against him, but that’s not gonna happen not unless he royally fucks up, I know Dice doesn’t like it but there are ways wedothings,s and he knows it too. Pinning him with a stare in his emerald eyes,
“Yeah, they’re coming up the road they should be here soon.” Stepping around him to walk over to Grinder “They’re nearly here Grinder, you good?” I ask him he looks like he’s started on another joint, stupid fucker he carries on puffing on it and if he carries on and he’ll have to leave his bike here and ride with me.Dumb shit!
“Yeah, I’m good don’t worry about me I’m all good.” His bloodshot eyes concentrate of the puff of gray smoke surrounds the emptiness, as we hear the pipes roaring of the bikes coming closer, I flick my head to the side at Killian to get him to show them the way, he’s the club prospect he’s like a nephew to me I took him under my wing when my best buddy; his Dad passed. He jogs back through the undergrowth retracing my steps so he can lead the TN chapter the way, the multiple pipes from the bikes all growing louder as they gain closer until we all hear one after each engine cut off. Within minutes the sound of crunching of the ground as they pass through the under growth and trees, greeted with Axe the President of the TN chapter walk through to the leading first, he's as tall as myself over 6ft easily 6”5, blue eyes, tattoos, short cropped hair and got his head screwed on when it comes to how run things around the club and being a decent President. With a flick of a head in greeting to me and then to Grinder who sticks that spliff under his lip and clasps hands with Axe. Then Flex his own VP pushes through slightly taller him, shoulder length hair, thick beard tatts covered, he’s soon followed by my brother Bear; well technicallyhalflittle brother walks through he’s big like me, deep brown hair with matching eyes, thick dense beard with a faded deep scar runs from chin up to his jaw. He looks mean, but he carries the fresh wounds of his ol’ lady; Jenna and his pain with him like the battle scars of life. He immediately comes straight up to me,grabs and pulls me into a big bear hug and grumbles in my ear “Good to see you brother.”
“You too, you too.” Pulling away I clasp my hand on his shoulder giving it a light squeeze ”how are you both?“ I see the pain in his eyes, he tries to hold it back, but I know he’s struggling, his eyes flicker around and doesn’t say anything, just gives me a small nod of the head. It’s not what he says or doesn’t say but I can read between the lines, he’s gonna be hurting for a lifetime but we may not have grown up with each other or the same moms but one thing we all know in this MC life our bonds are bigger than us. He’s my brother no matter how long he’s been in my life I’m here to support him and Jenna. Pulling apart I catch Tinheads giving me a flick of his chin in recognition; he’s TN’s prospect ex-army with his dark blonde hair and cheeky ass smile on his face the joker of TN but has a great head on his shoulders, he’s just to the side standing aside Dagger the TN Sergeant At Arms, his red copper hair with matching beard and my brothers closest friend, his stoic face as per usual with just a lift of an eyebrow he doesn’t say much the quiet moody type and hot with it.
“Grinder you good to start this meet off.” Axe clips at him making my head snap back to see him in a wide stance arms crossed over his chest and a face that screams pissed off why he’s even been dragged here for a “chat”, my president throws the butt of his spliff on the damp ground,
“I asked you herehermano,to talk about a going into a deal with some more green, “ Axe interrupts him
“Now I know you’ve been smoking too much of thatgreenif you-“ but Grinder doesn’t let him finish
“Here me out at least, the deal is for more of the green, but this isn’t involving any more Devils this source comes from a good contact from another club you heard of the Red Skulls?” Heasks, what the actual fuck is going on this is the first I’m hearing about this deal. I shoot him a look as I step closer
“When did the Skulls reach out?” I ask him under my breath curiously, he just shoots me the same look he does to each of us when he thinks we are stepping to close to the line of his authority. But shit like this isn’t just on a presidents shoulders something this big effects all the club. The anger bubbling inside of me at his stupidity, but I have to bite my tongue until we’re back in the clubhouse, all I have to do is glance around ay the rest of my brothers and see it written over Beef and Bullet who are the Enforcer and Sergeant at Arms tell me all I need to know. Grinder continues ignoring my question all together fucking jackass. “Well, the Red skulls have a supplier south of the border who’s bringing it over. There’s risk sure the way they’re bringing it over, but this shit is 100 per cent qualityhermano.Thing is he’s not bringing over small amounts he’s bringing over enough for the both of us clubs to make enough return on, but the supplier will only bring over a few KG’s.”
“How many are a few KG’s Grinder? I need to know what amount and I need to know who this supplier id Red Skulls has as I’m not jumping in blind.” Axe responds as he cups his jaw absently tapping his finger against his stubbly cheek,
“Nothing smaller than 20KG I thought if we split the cost and run it through our chapters and we’ll be laughin’ how much we will be raking inhermano.” I watch Axe’s jaw click as he thinks it over before he responds
“How much? Prices for buds have been dropping so unless thissupplieris providing platinum class shit I ain’t going to budge on the price in my head.” With that he swivels on his heel walking away from the meet, my eyes swing to Grinder. I see the light panic in his eyes as I see him reach behind him and fish out at least 2 zips of weed in two yellow tinged transparent bags.
“What about these as a taster call it a freebie to send to your street dealers to test out and let me know?” He scrambles for the words, Axe glances back over his shoulder, eyes them up and flicks his head towards Flex for him to take it off Grinder which he does snatching it out of my president’s greedy little paws. With that the rest of the Tennessee chapter leave, not without Bear coming up to me wrapping his arm around me in a hug but not without whispering quickly
“Be careful bro’” in my ear and then he goes without a look back just in case Grinder clocks it. But I know Bears right the whole of TN chapter know Grinder is shady and even now something seems really off and not just the fact that the club knew nothing about a deal with The Red Skulls another local MC; they’re a small-time club so I’m wondering who this big time supplier is and why Grinder seems desperate for the TN chapter to get on board I just need to figure out why and I doubt it’s just money.
I’ve been fightingan inner war with myself whether to bring this shit up with Grinder once the TN chapter left but as soon as they left, we were straight back on the rod, not before I caught a look off the rest of the club I saw the question and majority of them looked pissed and confused as hell. As we swung back around to miss the SUV barely missing the blacked-out SUV that’s been side by side with us all along the road, I could sense whoever was in the blacked-out car swerving across the road into our lane. Grinder comes in on our lids microphones.
“Who the fuck does this fucker think he’s messing with!” Screaming the stupid asshat is still high himself and is barelyable to ride in a straight line, the way he’s carrying on he’ll be lucky he doesn’t get clipped of the road. Responding to him
“Fuck if I know, does anyone recognize it?” A bunch of no’s or nah come through the lid, but as we near the end of the road at a T junction following in sync with Grinder meandering behind us and another one of them the SUV swivels once more. As we come to the junction the next thing, the SUV falls back not meeting me and Grinder’s speed, but my ears are met with the sounds of our bikes through my lid, but then the loud bang and the crunch of the metal explodes in my ears. I’ve been and seen enough wipe outs with bikes to know what’s happened, but with who fuck knows. I can’t look around but glancing in my wing mirrors to see what the fuck is happening I hear the skid of the gravel and the roar and clunking or the bike rolling. I see in the mirror either Bullets or Beefs gone downfuuuck!I yell through the speaker “Grinder! Turn back one of the men have been clipped and rolled!” Not even waiting for him to respond I swerve around coming to face to face with SUV window and without thinking I pull out my glock and shoot smashing the glass watching it shatter as it scatters over the road and then I see the little fucker long enough to see whose driving. “Fuck!” I bellow through the speaker in my lid as I swing around pulling to a stop meeting the rest of the brothers. My eyes land on the body on the side of the road and Scorch with his fingers to our brother’s pulse. The atmosphere shifts around us as I see the grim look on his face, he finally speaks up
“His pulse is there but weak, we need to get him to the ER but the closest one is 20 minutes away.” Staring down at the scene of Bullet our Sargent at Arms the blood is starting to pool around his left leg and even in the moonlight I can see the ivory of his fibula sticking out of his jeans not to mention the nasty road rash all over his forearm just fucking glad he had his lid on. Without thinking about it, I grab my phone and call Sheriff Collins, heowes us a favor after we helped him out last year with some shit for the town.Fuck itI ain’t waiting for Grinders say so. I try to zone out Scorch trying to encourage Bullet to stay with us, Beef is kneeling down on the tarmac talking to him too as the phone rings out and final answers with
“Sheriff Collins.” I greet him with urgency
“Blue, it’s Hound, Bullet’s been in a “hit and run” we need you down near West Lake Road not far from Savage Creek. Come now, his pulse is weak, and we only have our bikes.
“Shit! I’ll get there as soon as I can.” No asking questions he knows he owes us, then the phone goes dead all we can do is wait…
