Why is it important to me is what Riley thinks? This confusion is fucking with me! I just feel like there is some force that is pulling me to her, but I hate the feeling of wanting someone else for more than a night. I see how it is for my brother Ryder. After he fell for my sister, she can get anything she pleases out of him. Sky has him do whatever it is she would like to have done. I’m surprised the man is not wearing a shirt saying “Ask Sky first and if she says I can play I will be there.” I want to have an easy free, do as I please time, and not have to walk through the door and fight. “I’m out of here too much pussy shit is floating in my head, so I’m heading back to the clubhouse. Why don’t you guys go out and have fun? I have a lot on my mind, and I’m gonna go back have a few shots and head for bed”. I could use some quiet downtime. I give my sister a hug and a kiss on her cheek. She may be mad at me, but she knows that Riley and I were not on a date or anything we were all going out as friends. I want to get to know Riley better, but relationships confuse me. I know Skylar was hoping the opposite was going to happen, one day I hope she can find her, girls, the guys who she feels will take care of them the way she wishes. I just am not sure I’m the guy she thinks I am.
I give my Brothers a back slap and side hugs as I start to walk out the door. Tumbler stops me with his words “Kid you might not know the best thing that could ever happen to you was standing in front of you, but I do. I’m going to fight for Sadie; we already have told each other we have feelings for each other. If you fuck things up with Riley, I will help Sadie by making sure Riley is happy. Brother if you fuck it up and don’t open your eyes, there are plenty of Brothers who will take care of her and treat her as she deserves. Not only is she gorgeous but she is loyal and will make the perfect Ol’ lady. You just happen to be the only one dumb enough who hasn’t figured it out. Others are interested in her; they have been waiting for you to figure your shit out, only because of they respect you. They are only giving you a month to prove yourself, then they will show her you’re not the only brother who can take care of her. I’m only informing you of this because you’re my best friend.” Then he turns and heads toward his bike.
After that declaration from my brother and one of my best friends, I decided to take a ride on my bike to clear my head. I usually do my best thinking on my own when I have the road and no expectations. What is wrong with me? After about two hours of riding, I felt a peace settle over me enough to head back to the clubhouse and have a few drinks with my Brothers and head to bed for the night. As I got to the clubhouse, two of the prospects Rott and Malibu opened the gates and let me through with a chin lift, which I returned as I rolled through the gates. I am grateful we aren’t a 1% club as I am taking in the parking garage. I have enough anger with these emotional problems I’d most likely kill someone serving life behind bars at Huntsville. And Texas loves their death penalty. As I park near the front of the clubhouse doors in my designated parking spot in the MC’s garage. I saw Easy and Smoke at the bench. What the fuck! Smoke hates the Babes and doesn’t do anything with them. Easy had Smoke’s pants down to his knees; she kneeled in front of him giving him a blow-job. Easy can make a man blow in a matter of minutes, she can suck like a woman possessed by cock, every man has to experience something like that at least once in a lifetime. If they haven’t, I feel sorry for the poor fuckers. Easy is a club Babe; the Babes are what other clubs call sweet butts. The girls who are around to take care of the single men of the MC. We are an MC, but we have club rules, and one of those rules states that if we have on Ol’ lady or girlfriend there is no cheating what so ever!
My Pa came up with that rule after an Ol’ lady caught her Ol’ man cheating on her and she shot the Babe then turned the guns on herself. It was the worst tragedy that any of the Brothers had ever been through to this day. She was so loved and was just like a sister to all of the Brothers. My brother Vapor never recovered from that, he has blank looking eyes and is just surviving and is not living. Angry and volatile and hates Babes with a passion. They all know never to touch him or come anywhere near him. When we get a new bitch coming to the club, we make sure to warn her Vapor will kill her if she tries anything with him. The Babes have to understand to leave him alone and if they don’t they also understand not one of the Brothers will step in to stop him. We found out when his Ol’ lady Kiley had her autopsy done she was pregnant, and the worst was she had just found out that day. She was so excited that she sped here to tell Vapor about the pregnancy because they had been trying for five years to get pregnant. Her chances were slim because she had some scar tissue from an infection she got as a teenager. I guess she was so traumatized, that she just snapped. I remember hearing her say, “I thought you loved me, but I guess that is a lie like everyone else who claimed they did.” She loved Vapor so much, the quiet speech then hit volumes we all heard “I thought you loved me! You’re the only one my entire life that I have trusted, how could you, I hope you find someone who could give you what I couldn’t. Why didn’t you just tell me I wasn’t good enough for you?” BANG! BANG! Just like that, it was over. I remember being rooted to the spot. I couldn’t move because I knew what had happened. I could hear Vapor scream “Why did you leave me! I made a mistake we could have fixed it! I do love you, come back don’t leave me! I will be a better man to you, I will never betray you again just fucking come back.” You could hear all the Ol’ ladies break down, and half of them fell to their knees on the floor. We had many women in shock we had to call the PD in as well as an ambulance to come and take care of our women. Vapor had nightmares for month’s afterwords. I think it went on longer, and he just learned to hide it better. I do not believe he will ever get over it, and this is yet another reason I do not want a woman. They have the ability to destroy you. He is like a zombie these days. He does nothing club related anymore unless working in the shop counts. No meetings, no get together. Nothing that has to do with the club itself.
After thinking of Vapor and his situation I sit down at the bar with my brother Tic (short for Sadistic); this fucker here will take the jobs that make the rest of us green. Sometimes our Uncle Jed who runs a 1% will call him in. He has the balls to not back down from anything. I swear he has no fear inside of him. He is the one we go to if someone is messing with one of our businesses or if one of the townsfolk needs protection. We are not a 1% club, but we also are not going to back down if you fuck with our business. We have families to take care of as well. He was in the Marines; he was the front man who went into enemy territory before anyone else. He is one brave son of a bitch, not that I’m scared, or back down from a fight. Mess with my Brothers or family watch and see what happens. I have no control because once I start I can’t stop!
“What’s up Tic”? I try getting him to talk to me as I sit down “Not much man just got done with working in the heat and just wanted to have a few drinks and relax. I just get tired sometimes of going home and being alone staring at walls or the TV. Gets lonely ya know. I like being here where at least I have my Brothers.” I can’t help watching the look at his face as he is sharing this information with me. “Why don’t you just come and move into the clubhouse, that way you’re with us all the time and not on your own?” It is not something that is heard of in the MC to have rooms in a clubhouse, but there are reasons my dad had to have this done. “I have thought about it, but what if I want an Ol’ lady some day? I don’t want to move her here while looking for a place. “Never thought about that. I don’t want to give up being here with my Brothers. If I can finally have Riley under me and possibly more, do I even want her here where my Brothers get a chance to try and make their moves? The laws say as long as she is not an official Ol’ lady she can leave said boyfriend if she finds a more compatible brother. Fuck that! “I have had one of those nights brother I’m going to grab a bottle of Jack and head on to my room and try and get some shut eye. See ya around.” As I’m walking the hall toward the bunks, I notice the Babes are looking for themselves a brother to play with for the n
ight. I’m not in the mood, so I’m putting off a vibe and giving a “don’t fuck with me” look. Of course, Lace never one to back down from a challenge stops me in the hall. “Damn Kid you look tense do you need some help releasing that tension?” Really tired of her bullshit I decide to nip this right now. “No thanks Lace, I fucked this redhead tonight and she fucked me and sucked me off better than any of you Babes have.” Lace looked at me as if I had just told her she had lost everything she owned. She shook her head at me and walked away mumbling under her breath “one day Kid you’re going to regret treating women the way you do.” Yeah well, guess what I already do as I consider one that might be worth everything possibly will never give me the time of day again.
I turn to walk towards my bunk area as I hear my sister’s loud mouth and Ryder mumbling for her to calm down. “I mean it Ryder, Riley is possibly the best thing that has entered my brother’s life in a long time. Is my brother such a fucking moron Ryder! He couldn’t even keep it in his pants for a fucking hour! I swear I’m going to do everything I can to make her want to stay away from him. He doesn’t deserve her. I’m going to tell her about; 1) not only does he take random whores in restrooms to fuck, but 2) he also fucks all the easy sluts who are also fucking all the Brothers here. Plus so do all the visitors we have that come and visit. I think we need to try and hook her up with one of the Brothers who will do right by her!”
WTF did my sister just say? She is going to find someone else for Riley. She is my sister! What a backstabbing bitch! She has never betrayed me or tried to hurt me before what the fuck! I have to leave so I walk down the hall to my room and do what any man of my age would do. I pick up the phone to call the only person who has always been there for me. I called my Mom! I’m explaining everything to my Mom. How Skylar is talking shit and trying to ruin my chances before I even have an opportunity to decide what it is I want, and my Mom loses it. It is somewhere between hysterical laughter and scolding me for hurting Riley. What has happened to my family? Next thing I know my dad picks up the phone and all he says is “coffee 10 am Donna’s Diner and do not be late.” Click, phone line dead. Fuck me! I take a shower, have a couple shots of Jack and set my alarm. I’m sure I’m not going to like tomorrow’s coffee with dad.
I wake up in the morning to a bunch of naked people lying around with alcohol bottles everywhere. I wake up a prospect who has some skanky bitch laying on him. I tell him to get up and get the Babes up and get the clubhouse back in order. Preferably before the officers arrive or he is in for a world of hurt that day because they will make him pay for it.
Twenty minutes later I find myself in the diner with my parents listening to a story that has me ready to kill Alexander and make sure he never sees Riley or Sadie again. Fuck Elizabeth what kind of Mom is she and why would she have a drunken night with my Mom and confess about hers and Riley’s abuse. They may not think he is abusing Sadie, but the control he has over every aspect of her life is just as much abuse. The emotional and verbal abuse my beautiful Riley has had to endure hurts to think about! It is on constant repeat in my head. I pick up the phone and under the table shoot a text to my sister asking if she could, please make time to see me. I know she’s mad at me, she’s the only one I trust when it comes to these two. I know Tumbler will have Sadie because he cares for her. He will be good for her, I know it will be like my parents and Ryders parents relationship. The love and respect each other, the never leave an argument unsettled and always say I love you. Of course, Ryder and Skylar are on their way of making that perfect couple as well. If anyone can help me see the man I need to be for Riley, it would be my sis.
***********Sadie************
Last night was horrible! I cannot believe my sister actually feels that way about herself. My dad can be a real asshole when it comes to my sister. I have no idea why Mom even puts up with it. Your children are always supposed to be your number one priority. From now on if my Mom is not going to put Riley’s needs first, and stand up for her then I am. Somebody has to stand up for my sister and start making her feel like she is worth it and has friends who love and accept her for who she is. I want her to have a normal life instead of just existing and making sure everyone else is content and happy. My sister’s one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen, she just doesn’t see it. I don’t understand how she can look in the mirror and look at herself and not see it. That’s it! This is not normal, and I’m saying no more! Mom and Dad can take away my money for school, and they can take away my new car. I’m putting my foot down as soon as dad gets back in town. Riley is respectful to him even though he talks and treats her as if she is the worst thing that ever happened. My sister is going to be dealt with as I’m from this point on, or there’s no more me being here; he can lose both of us.
Skylar is getting her own place in a week, and it has two extra bedrooms. She has told her King will let us move in as is if it is necessary to Riley’s emotional wellbeing. I look at my sister daily, and I see a piece of her dying every day. Her vibrancy is all an act; it is not real, and I know she does it for all of us who loves her, so we do not worry about her. Skylar has mentioned conversations with me regarding the reasons for her dad wanting her in her own space. Her dad does not want her living at the clubhouse anymore with Ryder. It’s not that he wants her and Ryder to not be together or even live together. He loves Ryder like a son and has accepted that they are going to be together, and Ryder will never let Sky go. Hell, we can all see that he is possessive and very protective of her and has even gone toe to toe with Kid and Prez where it comes to her. I believe they both respect him for doing that. They came up with a deal, Ryder is to be at the clubhouse when he is needed, and will still have to take care of club business as it comes up. Her dad would prefer that Ryder is with her at night. He doesn’t like the idea of her having no protection in the home. While not on club business, he can stay at the house with Skylar. I have a feeling Ryder will not be taking many overnight runs.
The thing is, Sky does not want to live alone with just her and Ryder. She has me to asked Riley if she would be willing to move in with us. I have not told Riles yet, I was afraid that if I told her she would leave without me. I know how much she loves Skylar and how miserable she is here. Especially due to the fact dad wants her out and is not being quiet about it, but is holding school and my car over my head. Forget it, I can get a used car with my savings and will work to save the money and go back to school later. I can still work the internship at the physical therapy office, it doesn’t pay much but would still work towards my credits as on-site learning. While all of these thoughts are running through my head, I decide to shoot a text off to Sky;
Me: Hey Sky was thinking about your offer. Can we still move in?
Sky: I thought you were not going to say anything to Riles yet?
Me: I wasn’t, but last night was the last straw for me!
Sky: What else happened?
Me: Just what I told you, but I can’t take it anymore!
Sky: I get the key tonight! When do you want to do this?
Me: Before the parents get back so dad can’t stop me!
Sky: I have dinner plans with Kid then we can start!
Me: I will tell Riles the plans and then pack! Yay :-)
After I finished texting Sky, I take a quick shower. I really needed to do something with all of this hair! It is too long to do anything with; it is driving me crazy! I sit and look and wonder what I would look like with my hair cut a little past my shoulders. Since it hits the middle of my back, I also wonder how Tumbler would feel if I cut it. My sister and I both have blond hair, where hers is platinum my blond and has more of a golden highlighted type hue. Mine tangles so easily, where Riles is lucky, hers is always silky and smooth. Of course, hers is straight with a little wave and mine has some curl to it. Fuck it, I’m just going to pull it up into a messy bun. As soon as I tell Riles we are moving we will spend the day packing and it will just get in my way. While I’m looking in the mirror attem
pting to fix my hair, I’m note mine and Riles differences. Dad is always saying how beautiful and I’m and how far the apple fell and ran from the tree where it comes to Riley. I always do this ever since I found out we have different dads. I don’t see how we look so much alike considering neither of us looks like our Mom. Where Riley has, silver/gray eyes mine are gray minus the silver glow. They’re very close in color; my dad has pale icy blues eyes, and my Mom has green eyes. Dad says I get my eyes from my grandmother. (I never met her since she passed before I was born.) It’s very confusing for me since Riley, and I do not share the same grandmother. All of our features are alike. Almost exact as a matter of fact. I have always thought this was strange, but my science teacher in high school told me I was ridiculous. Families could share features the more they lived together, and a lot of it was most likely my imagination. This always gets to me, considering we have different biological fathers. I just can’t accept all the other explanations people have tried to bullshit me with. It sometimes makes me wonder if I have a different dad also. I mean it could be possible if you think about it. I really want to get a DNA sample from my dad. What would I say? (Hey dad, I don’t think you’re really my dad either, could you stick out your tongues and say aah?)
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