Eleven
Cherry
I gathered my hair into a ponytail. I look at Halo getting ready to go out with Demon. I grab my nail polish and start to do my toes. I bite my lip, focusing on not messing up.
Pixie walks into our room, wrapped in the towel, and walks over to her chest drawers.
“Sisters, I want you two, along with Poison and Candy, to be my bridesmaids.” Halo hums, turning to look at us.
“Oh, hell yes,” I squeal, moving my head up and down, holding the nail polish.
“Yes, that would be awesome,” Pixie hums, turning up her lips.
“Pixie, are you graduating in June,” Halo asks, looking at her.
Pixie turns wide-eyed, moving her head from side to side while holding onto the towel. Her wet hair drips droplets on her shoulders.
“No, my graduation is at the end of May,” Pixie says, pulling jeans and a cute red top from the drawer.
Pixie is funny that way. She always has the outfit together and ready to grab, and she hates looking for the outfits. She’s a little odd with her stuff.
“Awesome, I’m going to have a June wedding. I pray that I’m not showing yet; it’s only a few weeks from now,” Halo says, brushing her long hair.
“Maybe you will love a dress that will hide your tummy,” I say, running the nail polish across my big toe.
“Yeah, I hope so. I do want a princess poofy dress. You’re right; I’m not going to worry about it. Well, will you two be free tomorrow morning to go shopping with me for my wedding dress and the bridesmaid dresses? Can we have brunch before we go to the store,” Halo asks, turning to look at me and Pixie.
“Yeah, I don’t have any plans. Oh fuck, it’s going to be a blast,” I say, nodding.
“It’s amazing, the wedding will be beautiful,” Pixie says, grabbing her underwear.
“Poison and Candy will meet us at the Mexican restaurant. I’m so excited; I’ve been dreaming of this day for so long! I can’t believe it’s finally happening,” Hallo hums, turning to look into the mirror to apply the mascara.
“Pixie, I bet you’re happy to graduate,” I hum, looking at her.
Pixie went for an RN degree, yay, her.
“Hell yes, I can’t wait for graduation,” hums Pixie, brushing her wet hair.
“Let’s have a graduation party. You deserve it,” I say, looking at Pixie.
“Yeah, that’s a great idea,” Halo hums, turning up her lips.
“Yeah, that would be nice. Why don’t we just go out to the club to celebrate,” Pixie says, raising her brow.
“Okay, but I thought that Mommy and the Brothers would like to celebrate,” Halo says, gathering her brows.
“Oh yeah, that makes more sense. I’m good with the party here,” Pixie says, moving her head up and down.
Mommy knocks and opens the door. It’s only us girls that live here in the apartment on the third floor of the clubhouse.
“Girls, what are you all doing,” Mommy asks, wiping her hands on a kitchen towel. It seems that Mommy is always cooking, geeze.
“I’m getting ready to go out to dinner with Demon,” Halo says, turning up her lips.
“I’m just getting ready; you never know,” Pixie says, pulling down her top.
“I’m getting ready to have fun; go out,” I hum, turning up my lips.
Yeah, I’m getting ready to go out with Romeo.
“Right. Cherry, I’ve been hearing that you and Romeo are now together. I knew that you two had a connection since you two were kids. Why the fuck didn’t you tell me,” Mommy asks, gathering her brows, staring at me.
“Mommy, you know that I love Romeo, and finally, he’s all in,” I huff, closing the nail polish.
“Romeo is a good man, but he’s a Satan Warrior. I asked him to take care of you, not to make you his Old Lady,” Mommy huffs, crossing her arms.
“Mom, what’s the problem? Romeo is a good one,” Pixie says, looking at her.
“I don’t have a problem. It’s your Dad; he doesn’t want you girls to end up with a Brother. He’s on my case all the time,” Mommy says, rolling her eyes.
“Mommy, Dad is in the Pen for life. I’m not going to listen to him,” Halo huffs, shaking her head.
“Right, I’m not either,” I say, crossing my arms.
“Mommy, you should just tell him that he can’t make those decisions for us. We’re big girls, and we will love whom we want,” Pixie says, pursing her lips.
“You girls are strong-willed, and I know that I can’t make you change your minds. The good thing is that Halo and Cherry got the good ones,” Mommy hums.
“Yeah,” Halo says, turning up her lips.
“Hell yes,” I shout, doing a happy dance.
“What about you, Pixie? Do you have your eyes on a Brother,” Mommy asks, raising her brow.
Pixie turns up her lips, her two dimples flash, and she rolls her eyes. A faint blush rolls up her neck.
“Maybe,” Pixie hums,
“Tell me,” Mommy hums.
“No, because he doesn’t fucking look at me. Did Dad tell the Brothers not to go near us,” Pixie asks, pursing her lips.
“I don’t know, but the Brothers know that your Dad is a mean son of bitch,” Mommy says, moving her head from side to side.
“Yeah, he is,” Halo hums.
“I don’t care; if Halo and Cherry can be with a Brother, so can I,” Pixie says, turning up her lips.
“You girls are killing me,” Mommy says, walking out of our room.
The next day.
I slide off the bike and pull off my helmet. I hand it to Kevin. I wrap my arms around his neck, gazing into his brilliant eyes.
“Baby, I love it when you bring me to school. Will you pick me up?”
“Yes, I think so unless I have to do a run for the MC, but I’ll text you if not.”
“Awesome. Did I tell you how much I love you,” I hum, running my fingers through his long shoulder-length hair.
It’s so damn soft, geeze.
“I love you,” Romeo hums, wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me closer, turning up his lips.
“I’ll see you later, and be careful.”
“No worries, you focus on your classes.”
“Right.”
A black Dodge Charger speeds into the parking lot, passing really close to us. I hold onto Romeo tighter.
“Motherfuckers,” Romeo hisses, lowering his eyelids.
“Baby, calm the fuck down. I don’t want you fighting here at school.”
“That fucker almost hit us!”
“That’s what it looks like but it could be just that they’re in a hurry. I love you; I need to go.”
“Right. I’ll be here to pick you up. I don’t like that you get out late from class.”
“I’m almost done with the training, so calm down.”
“Fuck, be careful. My gut is never wrong,” Romeo growls, clenching his jaw.
My cell phone beeps; it’s time to get to class. I need to set alarms because I always get distracted. I don’t want to be late; I want to be the best Phlebotomy Tech.
“Will do; I need to go to class.”
I give him a quick kiss and pull away, turning up my lips. I turn around, and I know that he’s looking at my ass.
Romeo turns on his bike, which roars to life. He revs his bike before pulling out. I walk across the parking lot, and I hear a car door slam.
I keep walking, thinking of the quiz. I slide my cell phone into my bag.
“I knew that you were a biker whore!”
My heart stops and pounds fast, and I look around to see who the fuck has the balls to yell that at me.
I’m going to kick their ass.
Then I see her with her hands on her waist, raising her brow, Rose. That fucking bitch, and I can’t kill her right now, not here.
I walk towards her and stop close enough for her to hear me. I turn up my lips and tilt my head.
“You stupid bitch, be happy that I can’t kick your ass here, but I will soon.”
“Fuck you! I’m here when you’re ready. I wonder when you will have the balls,” Rose hums, bopping her head.
“Don’t worry, Rosie thorn, I have the balls, and I will break you.”
I toss my hair, pivot, and take long strides to get to class. I can’t let her distract me from my goals. I need to do well in class and pass the test. I want to get a job at the hospital.
Yeah, she’s just a little gnat, flying around me. I can and I will kick her ass. I’ll show her who I am.
“Yeah, bitch, run,” Rose screeches.
I raise my arm, and right hand middle finger, waving it in the air.
Stupid bitch makes my blood boil; she makes me so damn furious.
Fuck, finally, class is over.
I feel so tired; I want to sleep. I grab my bag and slide my tablet inside. I love my tablet. I write my poems, take notes for class, read, and do all sorts of other stuff on it.
I walk out of the classroom and down the hall to the parking lot. The bitch Rose is talking to some girl. She’s a fucking rag, yeah.