CHAPTER ELEVEN #2
“Sorry. Okay. An Ol Lady is like a wife to one of the brothers of the club. Some of us are Ol Ladies but not married. Others are both. To be honest, it really doesn’t matter because we are their woman and they are our man.
Now, next are the children. They are kids of the club.
Carter and Hunter are twins, and Summer is their younger sister.
They are Axel and Mia’s kids. Axel is the president of the club.
” Eden is rattling off all this information, and my head is spinning, but she continues regardless.
“Harrison, of course, is our son, as we’ve mentioned, and Quinn is Hammer and Tilly’s daughter.
The girl gang is the Ol Ladies of the club, and we go out on adventures, as we call them.
It can be as simple as a shopping trip to the mall, or a road trip on our bikes. Oh, do you own a hog?”
Shaking my head that no I don’t have a hog has her nodding, “Okay, we can remedy that, or you can ride bitch with one of us.”
Ruger returns with a much happier Arabella, and he sits with her tucked into his chest and her face in his neck. She tucks her hands in the front of her but I notice one is fisting the tee he’s wearing.
“Ruger, are you claiming Penny as your Ol Lady?” Silver asks.
“Yeah, tomorrow in church. I’ve ordered her property patch,” Ruger responds, and I’m thinking what the hell is a property patch?
Before I can ask anything, three more men from the MC walk into the club and head right for our table. Dragging chairs closer, they all take a seat as though it’s the most natural thing in the world. I look at Ruger, Silver and Eden, and they show no sign of surprise, so I just run with it.
I check out their jackets and see Wings, Meat and Chaos, so presume that’s what they are called.
The one with Chaos on his jacket speaks.
“We’ve been doing some recon, and found that this Jack is homeless as his mother fucked off when he was three, never to be seen again.
His father died six months ago, and with no way of paying the mortgage the bank took the house off him.
He’s only seventeen and struggling to find a job.
From what we are told, he’s a good kid, but going to go bad as he’s no way of getting help with having no family. ”
The bartender, who they called Sherman, has brought trays of drinks over, and although there is plenty, none of us is drinking much.
Ruger has had one, and he’s not having another beer as he’s driving.
I’ve had one glass of wine, and that is it for me.
I’m not a big alcohol drinker as it always tastes like vinegar to me.
“We’ll find him,” the one with Wings on his jacket says, and he picks up a beer taking a long swallow. The other one, Meat, hasn’t said a word, has not taken a drink, but I notice he has checked out the entire club, and is still watching everyone closely.
Chaos gets a message on his phone, and as he reads it he gives the other two an odd look. But before anything can be said a woman storms into the club and points at Chaos. “I’m gonna chop your dick off!” She shouts loudly. Arabella cries, which has Ruger standing slowly while passing her to me.
Every man at our table stands and forms a wall between the table and the irate woman.
“Get the fuck outta my club,” Silver snarls, and I mean he is not playing with the woman. He is not going to take any shit from her.
“I’m here to speak to this asshole, not you,” she shouts again.
Chaos, for the first time speaks to the woman.
“Look, Valerie, Victoria, Vanessa, or whatever the fuck your name is. You had my dick once. It was a hit and run, you knew that, so don’t come here shouting your mouth off.
Don’t even try the, I’m pregnant shit either.
Now get out and stay away from me, because you’ll not like it if you cross me. ”
Screaming at the top of her voice, the woman stomps her foot and storms out of the club. I’m patting Arabella who is still crying and is obviously scared because of the shouting and screaming.
Eden giggles right before bursting out laughing. She leans over and takes Arabella from me, then stands and walks away with her, cooing and talking to her. I’m flabbergasted at what is going on, but Ruger throws his arm around my shoulders and kisses my forehead.
Everyone retakes a seat, and Chaos looks at Ruger.
“I reckon she’s another psycho that needs to join that psycho you had.
Where the fuck do we find these chicks? I don’t know.
Not pointing a finger at you, Penny, you’re solid, same as Eden.
We all need one like you two, but I think they’re all hiding under fuckin’ rocks. ”
The serious look on his face when he states the last has a giggle form in my throat, and it’s not long before it bursts out and becomes a genuine laugh, much to Ruger’s amusement.
It turned into a great night, and Arabella had calmed with Eden before falling asleep on Ruger’s chest, and blowing bubbles within her dreams.