Page 5 of Fury
“I need you to make friends with my daughter,” he states, not beating around the bush, and my eyes widen in shock while his son Blade, my best friend, tenses at his dad's words. His eyes glaring at him, clearly not on board with his father’s plans, plans I have no doubt his old lady who has pulled completely away from him would shoot him for.
“I am ordering you to become her friend and find out everything about her that you can before reporting back to me,and then I need you to get in her ear and convince her to contact me,” he demands, and I sigh.
The man has lost his fucking mind.
Years his daughter, Skylar, a name we only know because of her school records, Venom, who is an absolute whizz with computers, managed to find out, has wanted fuck all to do with him and Blade, and to be fair, you can’t blame her.
Her first impression of him is him shouting and screaming at her mama, for fuck’s sake, and he’s barely tried to speak to her since so this plan is ridiculous.
“I don’t want your opinions, just like I didn’t want my son’s, and my old lady is not to fucking find out. She’s already causing enough shit with me after the feds escorted me home from trying to get into Melissa’s fucking trailer a few years ago. Get the job done!” he states firmly and I nod once while Blade looks down shaking his head, clearly not happy with his father’s plan but knows I can’t say no to it.
If my president tells me to jump, then I ask how fucking high. He knows it because he’s having to do the exact same thing, especially with him learning the ropes to become Pres next year while I’ll take over as the club's Enforcer.
Psycho will become VP, Viper the Sargent in Arms, and Venom the Road Captain, while Cain, who we grew up with but had a shitty home life and is currently serving in the Army, will return in four years and become the Treasurer after a year of prospecting.
Us younger generation are getting ready to take over and become officers of the club, to help earn the brothers more money.
Being an officer is a privilege and hard fucking work but we’re ready and the fact we get more money than the regular brothers and get to build a home on club property is even better while thewomen, the clubwhores would give anything to snatch one of us any way possible.
So he says jump, I say how high until he’s no longer Pres.
“Good,” he snaps me out of my head, “Go now. She should be at college. Venom will give you the address.”
I make eye contact with Blade, his jaw ticking, but he nods, knowing not to go against his dad, and I swallow my sigh and turn, leaving his office.
The man is making a mistake big time and after this, Anna will want fuck all to do with him and I can’t say I blame her either.
I walk into the common room, and Lacey gasps, “Finally, I’m so horny after blowing you,” as she grips my arm, but I shrug her off and shout,“Yo, Venom,” and the fucker looks my way with a brow raised, ignoring the clubwhore vying for his attention.
I nod to the office Brick gave him for his computer shit, and he nods once and shoves the girls out of his way, and walks over while Lacy scowls at me.
Again, I ignore her as he asks, “What’s up?”
“Need your help, brother,” I state and walk away from Lacey and down towards the officer's offices with Venom following.
I gently tap my leg as I eye the students milling around, chatting while the women openly check me out, but I ignore them looking for a certain girl with black hair and dark blue eyes trying to figure out a meet cute fucking way of introducing myself where I don’t look like a fucking creep.
I have to admit, she’s hot by the picture that is in her student file, but she also doesn’t want fuck all to do with the club, which is why I’m currently leaning against my dark red truck and not wearing my cut. I feel fucking naked without it.
The things you do for your Pres, and god fucking help me when Anna finds out, she’ll have my fucking head. Not because I think she doesn’t want Brick to get to know his daughter, she’s spent years looking the other way whenever he’d bitchabout how his daughter walked straight passed a brother or him without any acknowledgment but more because of how he’s now going about trying to get in contact instead of speaking to her himself.
Anna is all for the girl code, even with her husband's illegitimate child, though some brothers, prospects, and clubwhores have tried stirring shit, claiming Anna threatens Skylar in the street. Brick believes them, causing Anna to pull back even further after she tried denying it once and he took away her car keys as punishment.
She has since bought her own with the money her parents left her, which has only caused more tension between the couple because Bricks seeing there are few things he can use to control her to his liking.
“Oh my god, he is gorgeous,” I hear a girl whisper, and I roll my eyes behind my shades before something near the corner of the building catches my attention, and I smirk.
Fucking gotcha.
Wearing jeans and a simple tee, Skylar is walking towards study hall carrying shit loads of books, completely oblivious to her surroundings, her head down and by the looks of things, has headphones in.
Perfect.
I push off my truck and grab my phone before rushing towards her, a plan forming, a stupid one, but it is the only one I can fucking think of. The girls all openly stare at me, but I ignore them and pick up my speed before she gets near the steps hoping this fucking works.
Damn, Brick, don’t know what he was thinking about sending me, someone who is five years fucking older than her, to get her to talk.
Maybe it’s because I’m the youngest of the newer generation other than Ivy, Venom’s little sister and Psycho’s best friend,who is adamant to leave for New York. Though if you ask me, that’s just an escape route from watching Psycho, the love of her fucking life fuck around, something I don’t think she realizes he wouldn’t do if she just opened her mouth. It doesn’t mean shit if us brothers try to tell him, unless it comes from Ivy, he won’t do shit, scared she’ll resent him and petrified he’ll cheat and hurt her like Glock does to Ivy’s mama, Jessica and his father to his mama.
