Bianca
I sat with the other old ladies at the clubhouse while the guys headed to church. There was no way I’d stay home while Chaos and Mishap were there. I was stir crazy enough. The common room felt normal, which helped to relax me a little.
Dora was happily playing on a large play mat in the middle of the floor.
If she got tired, she got up and toddled around.
We all kept an eye on her, but it was fun to see one of the prospects pop up and go after her if it looked as if she was about to go too far or get into something before one of us got to her.
“Thank God, they all help me with her, and they’re so good with her, too. And of course, Mishap was wonderful as a prospect. When he saved us, he earned his special place with me,” Jalisa said.
“Saved you?” I asked.
“Yeah, did he not tell you why he got patched in early?” she asked, surprised.
“No, I had no idea it was early. He just told me that he had been made a member and what his road name was. He never said anything about saving anyone,” I told them.
“Oh, you have to hear this one,” Jalisa said.
She launched into a scary, harrowing tale where they had been ambushed by six strange bikers who tried to take her and Dora.
And it was mainly due to my cousin’s efforts and unwillingness to stop fighting and willingness to die to keep them safe that had ended with the six men being killed and him being patched in as a member and given his road name.
“Oh my God, he never told me that! Or that he had been shot. I’m going to kill him!
He does stuff like that though, always trying to downplay what he does.
He’s done it since we were kids. His dad wasn’t one for praising anyone.
My uncle was super critical, and Mishap learned young not to share things that most people would praise or make a big deal out of.
He wasn’t as nice as my dad,” I admitted.
“That’s so sad. Now that you mention it, I can see that he does shy away from that kind of recognition,” Betty said.
“What do you think they’re doing in there, I mean detail-wise? I know what they are talking about,” Cambria asked.
“Who is going to bring that guy back, and who stays behind? And then when they get him, who will be there when the discussion starts? Usually, the bulk of them are present for the latter part, even if they only stand and watch,” Jalisa said.
“Growing up in a club has taught you a lot, hasn’t it?” I asked. I envied her knowledge and how easy it was for her. I hated the thought that I might mess up and that it would reflect badly on Chaos.
“Oh yeah, but the club I grew up in was different from this one,” Jalisa admitted.
“Different how?” I asked.
“Has Chaos told you anything about my dad and his club?” she asked.
“Only that your dad is called Psycho and that his club is the Hell’s Fiends. Oh, and that in it, the oversight of the bunnies was left to you and the other old ladies,” I told her.
“Ah, that’s all true, but he left out some things. For one, do you know what an outlaw MC, or it’s sometimes called a one-percenter MC, is?” Jalisa asked me, smiling slightly.
“I think so. Isn’t that the kind that does illegal things such as sell drugs and things like that?” I asked hesitantly.
“Yep, though it goes deeper than that. The Hell’s Fiends is an outlaw club, Bianca.
I grew up in that life. Although I have to say there are lines even they won’t cross, such as human trafficking, selling drugs, that kind of stuff.
My dad, Psycho, was the enforcer, and he taught me to be tough like him.
He wanted me to be able to protect myself.
Troublemaker is my cousin, and his dad and mine were brothers.
Troublemaker didn’t want to be part of the one-percenter life, but he wanted to be a biker, so he came here, and Wrath took him on without telling anyone his background.
“I dated a man for a short while who I thought was a good, regular guy. He wasn’t.
He was part of another outlaw MC, and he wanted to use me against my dad.
I won’t get into all the details, but I came here to lie low with my cousin, and when the danger found me, Wrath and the club stepped in to protect me. That’s how we met and got together.
“The Pagans aren’t choir boys, but they’re not the devil, either.
However, they don’t stand for injustice.
What they’re doing with that rapist is an example.
They protect their own and those within their territory.
They have totally legit businesses, but they don’t back away from things like this.
And when the clubs that they’re friends with need help with similar issues, they help.
I’m telling you this, so you know what you’re taking on.
And so, you know that you can’t ever talk about this with anyone but the brothers and the old ladies.
We don’t share this with the bunnies, hangers, or the prospects when they’re new. It’s to protect our men.”
I sat there letting what she told me sink in. And I found, as it did, that I had no issue with what the Pagans did to ensure justice, even if it was outside the law.
“I hear and understand you perfectly, Jalisa. I’ll protect the club, no matter what. As long as they never harm the innocent, I have no reason to break that promise.”
This got me a smile from all three old ladies. I felt as if I were officially one of them.