Chapter 8
Eight
Shade
We walk out to get some grub, and I want to see what Roseanna is now. She must be up to some shit if she dragged Roxanna here. My Roxy won’t come here, I bet she would never even think about it.
Yeah, Roxy won’t know about the Friday club party. It’s all Roseanna, and I need to see if it’s just fun.
“Oh, let’s go to the diner where I work,” Roxy says, smiling.
“Is it good,” I tease, pulling her closer.
“Yes, it’s really good,” Roxy says, nodding.
“Oh yeah, it’s roast, veggies, mashed potato special tonight,” Roseanna says, nodding.
“Fuck! That sounds like something I want,” Viper says, smiling.
“Fuckintastic! Let’s go,” I say, smiling.
We walk to the bikes, and I help Roxy on.
“Baby, hold on to my waist, and lean when I do,” I say, sliding the helmet on her head.
“Oh, okay,” She says, nodding.
I get on my bike and help her climb onto the back. She wraps her arms around me, and I turn on the bike. It roars to life, and I’m fucking thrilled. I’m going on a run with my Old Lady, and the tightness in my chest is strong.
I’m so fucking happy.
We ride out of the clubhouse parking lot and onto the street. We ride down the streets to the Grub Corner diner.
We pull into the parking lot and park towards the back. I turn off my bike and get off. I help Roxy off the bike and take off the helmets. I place them on my bike and I take her hand.
“I’m so hungry,” Roxy says, leaning into me.
“Let’s go inside,” I say, looking around.
“Oh, this place is good,” Roseanna says, sliding her arm in Viper’s arm.
I still need to talk to him and get the deets. I need to ask Roxy more about Roseanna. Maybe I can figure out what’s going on because my gut tells me that Roseanna is up to something.
We walk over to the booth in the corner, and the girls slide in. Viper and I take the ends.
An older lady walks over, smiling, holding a pad and pen.
“Hi, Lucy,” Roxanna says, smiling.
“Roxanna, it’s good to see you,” Lucy says, looking at us. “What would you like to drink?”
“I’ll take a Coke,” I say, smiling.
“Yes, I’ll have the same,” Viper says, nodding.
“You girls,” Lucy says, looking at them.
“Same,” Roseanna says.
“Sprite, please,” Roxanna says, smiling.
“Okay,” Lucy says, nodding.
“Lucy, we know what we want to eat,” Roseanna says, smiling.
“What would you like to order,” Lucy says.
“We all want the special, the roast beef,” Roxanna says.
“Okay, I’ll put in the order,” Lucy says, nodding.
We talk and eat. Then we hear the bikes on the street. Viper and I look at the fuckers. It’s them, the Satanic Bastards. The fuckers look at us and continue riding.
The fuckers know that they’re on our turf, but they don’t give a fuck. That fucking states what they want to provoke us.
Viper looks at me and lifts his chin. I nod and look at Roxanna. Viper pulls out his cell phone and texts the Prez.
Ten minutes later, the Brothers ride down the street. I know that other Brothers are stationed around the diner.
The next day.
I walk into the Chapel for Church. It’s early, since Prez wants them early. I’m not sure if he’s trying to be a fucker, or if he wants to spend more time with his Old Lady, Halo.
I fall onto my black leather seat and cross my arms. A few more Brothers enter the room and take a seat. The last one, Viper, enters.
“Close the damn door,” Diablo growls.
Viper lifts his chin, closes the door, and takes a seat. I look at him, wondering if he’s into Roseanna. I know that Roxy wants Viper to like Roseanna. But, fuck, that’s a tall order. But then again, he seems to like her. I’m going to talk to him because I don’t want Roxy upset.
“Brothers, Church has started, so shut the fuck up,” Demon growls, slamming the gavel. “Shade’s Old Lady has seen the fuckers downtown. We need to have more Brothers scouting.”
“Brother, we were out last night getting grub, and the motherfuckers Satanic Bastards were riding down the streets,” I say.
“I don’t fucking thrust them! They must be the ones taking the girls,” Diablo says, tapping his fingers.
“Did the fuckers see you,” Demon asks, raising his brow.
“I think that they did,” Viper says, nodding.
“Yeah, they did ride down the street several times, looking into the diner. I know that the fuckers saw us,” I say.
“Let’s get the Brothers on a run. I want those motherfuckers,” Demon snarls.
“Get me the deets about the restaurant. I’ll send out the schedule and teams,” Diablo says.
“Brothers, Church is over! Satan’s Warriors power,” Demon growls, pumping his fist.
“Riding till we die,” the Brothers shout, pumping their fists.