Page 5 of Always Yours

“What about Dawson or those other guys? Do you think something will happen to them for helping us?” I ask grimly.

Nikolai lets out a sigh. “It’s very likely, but it was their choice. They knew the stakes.”

“Those random guys wanted to help out strangers?” I ask in disbelief.

“They weren’t random. They were guys from our school who needed the money. Even if they do rat, they don’t know where we are going; heck, Dawson doesn’t even know. We are going to get to the next town and change vehicles there. We are going to do that about six times before I’m sure no one can find us. Dawson doesn’t know that we are getting another vehicle. If they got him to talk then they will look for this one. We won’t be in it anymore; plus, we will change disguises a few times too,” he says, having it all planned out.

“What about Arturo?” I ask softly.

“When I know we are safe, we will contact him. Not a minute before,” he states firmly.

“And how are we going to have all the money for these vehicle changes?” I look at him curiously.

He looks over at me and smirks. “I took out a lot of money. My parents haven’t been watching me for years. I have been keeping a stash forever. A ‘just in case’ rainy day stash. Something Arturo told me to do if I ever wanted to leave. ‘Always have a plan in place,’ he would tell me. Sure, he was pretty much a kid when he left; but you know we all had to grow up fast.”

“That’s true. If I ever have kids or grandkids, they are going to know what it’s like to run around and play. They will actually get to be kids,” I say.

Nikolai nods his head in agreement.

We spend the next month on the run; changing vehicles, disguises, eating drive thru, and constantly driving. We have been taking turns driving and, so far, no one has caught up with us. I changed from a man to a woman to a man again. We left the clothes and everything in the garbage, and even changed the backpack Nikolai had. He was not leaving anything to chance. I’m lucky that he had thought of every possibility. There is no way I would have thought of half this shit. I probably would have been caught right away.

I miss sleeping in a bed. There is no way to properly stretch out in a vehicle.

Finally, Nikolai had contacted Arturo. I was nervous for his reaction.

Hopefully we wouldn’t be turned away.

Derek – 20years old-

I’ve only had my patch for a few months. Usually, the prospecting term lasts a year, but so much stuff had been happening that there wasn’t time. My club name became Razor, and Arthur’s became Bear. I think it suited him perfectly. He was a huge fucking guy.

I worked hard to get here and wanted everyone to know that I earned it. I know I definitely earned respect from some of the brothers.

The best thing was the club women.

Sure, some guys had Old Ladies, but I wasn’t sure I wanted one just yet. Seemed like more trouble than they were worth.

There was one club bunny that I had fucked up with. Bianca. I had fucked her a few times but, when I tried to end it, she went and told me she was pregnant.

Fuck, I wasn’t ready to be a father. I knew I would do what it took to step up though.

First, I had went with her to the doctor and confirmed she was indeed pregnant.

I knew I was the only brother that had touched her since she was fairly new, and we weren’t a club that forced the women to fuck anyone. They had a choice with their bodies, and it seemed to be that I was her choice.

Right away, she had a wicked gleam in her eye and tried to declare herself my Old Lady, but I put a stop to that. She might be carrying my child, but that title is going to be for one woman only, and I feel it in my gut that Bianca isn’t the one.

I had put a stop to fucking her last week when she tried to tell me she loved me with tears in her eyes. Fuck that. Love? Now I’m not a cold man, but what does she know about me other than how my cock feels to know that she loves me? She doesn’t know shit about me and only cares about the fact that I will be president one day. She wants my status.

She was trying to leave her shit in my room, and I tossed it all out to send a message. I did make sure that she had a room with the girls, and I will find her a place before the baby is born. I definitely won’t give it to her until I am absolutely confident that baby is mine. I’m not stupid.

Bear’s phone rings, bringing me out of my thoughts.

“Yeah?” he grumbles lowly.

I watch as he turns pale as a fucking ghost. “Nik-” the name gets cut off with a choked sound I have never heard from my best friend.

I’m immediately on alert.

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