Chapter 9 #2
The room quiets and dad’s, “Shit,” echoes, and I get in my mother’s face.
My anger is clear on my features as her eyes widen in surprise just as Dirty appears behind me, a silent warning not to hit my own mother, a fucking woman seeing I’m ready to blow—not just about my mother, but everything boiling inside me right now.
The struggle with Pidge, the fury at my parents, the urge to lash out just to let out some of this pain just so I don’t go and do a line because clearly fucking is out of the question.
I’ve never held so much disdain for my mother before, and it’s all about to come out.
“Get over it?” I sneer lowly, “You opened your legs for six months to a prospect all because Dad was busy earning money to keep your fucking unemployed ass happy, you threatened to abort me if he didn’t stay with you even when he didn’t know if I was his.
Last time I checked Mother, the only reason why you even told him about your affair is because you didn’t even know who fathered me,” I curl my lip at the woman whose tears fall and I finish, “I used to fucking look up to you and Dad, I used to think settling down would be alright because you two made it look easy only to find out it was all a lie. Only to find out through your fucking anger after he tried to help Ash learn to forgive Trigger for his stupidity that the man I looked up to may not have even been my dad and only stayed with you because you blackmailed him. I won’t grow the fuck up, I won’t be moving back to the club, and I certainly won’t be having anything to do with you, so fuck off! ”
Several gasps echo in the room as Dad booms, “Luca Scott Lee! Say sorry to your mother right fucking now!”
I chuckle darkly as her tears fall and spit, “Got everyone on your side, huh, Honey? Making yourself look like an innocent when really, you were just a whore!”
My face moves to the side with the force of her slap that I didn’t see coming but probably should have because Mama hates hearing the truth and my cheek stings as I lock my jaw and Dad grumbles, “Fuck’s sake, Honey,” already knowing where she’s gone wrong before Doc announces, “Honey, you’re banned from the club for a month for assaulting a brother. ”
I look at her and flare my nostrils as she covers her mouth in shock while Dirty mutters, “Fuck, I’m pretty sure he should have had this rebellion phase when he was a fucking kid,” but I ignore him and everyone else as I round my mother and storm out of the clubhouse, Doc’s, “He’s never going to move back on club property now,” echoing before the door slams shut behind me.
Rage, so much fucking rage fills me.
I storm over to my now thankfully fixed bike, but I pause, seeing Thunder sitting astride his with a raised brow.
Ah fuck, this can’t be good…
“Brother,” I say cautiously as brothers spill out of the clubhouse coming after me.
“Ace,” Dad says with force, but I ignore him, keeping eye contact with the brother who likes to fuck up a lot to try and get his own way, case in point, Tank with his fucking patch and his step-sister Brit when he hit her with a fucking bat to help regain her memories.
“You need to move back onto club property,” he demands, and I wince.
“Ah fuck,” I hear Dirty say, “he better not fuck that bike up again.”
“Not going to happen, brother, I’m happy where I am, and I need space,” I say with hesitation, and his jaw ticks while his hazel eyes look at me, calculating, and I quickly remind him, “I’m not a doctor, Thunder.”
He smirks and murmurs, “True, but Tank and Doc can be very convincing, they’ve already had enough of my shit. You’re not the same, you’re not happy, you’re always angry, and not having you here every day feels fucking wrong for all of us, you’re family.”
“I swear to fuck, Thunder, don’t even think about it!” Doc growls, and I take a step forward, ready to tackle the idiot before he does something stupid, but before I can run for him, he gives us a wolfish grin, starts his bike, then spins toward the closed fucking gate.
“Thunder!” I shout and run after the idiot, as Doc shouts, “Joe, open the fucking gate quick!” but it’s no use, Thunder rides straight into the fucking thing.
I drop my head as I come to a halt and he crashes into the club's gates and flies over his handlebars, while the brothers curse behind me.
“He’s a fucking menace!” Tank snaps as he rushes over to the idiot, and I quickly follow muttering, “No fucking shit,” while hoping he hasn’t done some big fucking damage to himself.
Fucking Thunder!
***
I sigh as I walk into the diner an hour later, my head fucking pounding after the shitshow at the club, Mama sobbing, pleading for me to hear her fucking out in the background while I tried to help Tank with Thunder.
He only broke his thumb, which was fucking crazy despite going over his handlebars while his bike is a mess, yet a-fucking-gain, much to my brother's annoyance, because now he’s got to spend the evening fixing the thing while I get the paperwork done to fire Harriet and try to get the schedules done for the next month, knowing I’m going to be busy with the run.
Since we’ve all decided to pull out of the cocaine business, the runs have been doubling up, each club selling more ammo and guns, and I need to get my head around the whole financial shit of it because normally that would be Dirty’s job.
Mine is normally logging everything down with contracts and employees and shit and it doesn’t help we haven’t had a full club vote yet either because Doc was called into work for an emergency, so the brothers are not aware yet.
I look around the diner, people mulling, eating and I swallow hard seeing Pidge behind the counter, filling someone’s coffee with a slight smile on her face, a smile I never get but then again I don’t want it.
No, I want her to pay off what she owes and then fuck off outta my life, yep, that is why I want.
Fuck, I don’t want that...
Frustration and anger builds yet again, the worry over Thunder completely gone, the shit with my mama and her smacking me only doubling my frustration especially when she tried to speak to me after I helped Thunder back inside and demanded him to stop doing stupid shit which only made the idiot grin.
Knowing my dick won’t get hard for anyone but this pesky woman, I can’t fuck the frustrations out like I’d normally do.
The urge to do a line of coke hits me for the first time in months, to quiet everyone around me, pulling.
Fuck.
Locking my jaw, I storm past the counter, but I pause when Pidge calls, “Ace?” and I give her a long, side glance with a brow raise.
Don’t snap her head off, I try to tell myself, then demand, don’t fucking grab her…
My body is torn, I want her, I really fucking do, and that only angers me even more because she’s a patch chaser, she’s a fucking liar like every other woman, or that is what I keep telling myself.
“Just so you know, Abby is naked in your office, I opened the door for her. Make sure you go deal with her, she still has the clap,” Pidge says with glee, a grin forming on her beautiful face and I swear to fuck, the urge to strangle the woman doubles, especially when I can see she’s telling the goddamn truth.
Growling, I shove a stool out of the way, ensuring it smashes on the floor making Pidge jump and I storm towards my office, ignoring Shaun’s worried glance and my anger triples, hearing loud moans echo and not just because the bitch inside my personal space, let in by the Bain of my existence but because my dick doesn’t even twitch.
She broke my fucking dick!
“Abby, get your fucking skanky ass off my desk right now!” I boom as I storm into my office making her gasp and jump up in shock and I scowl at the wetness on my desk I now know I’m going to have to replace and my anger heightens as she husks, “Ace, baby,” as she pinches her nipples, hoping to entice me and fucking nothing, absolutely nothing down below.
Mother fucker.
I finally let my anger out as I cut her off and shout, “Get the fuck out!” making her jump and she rushes past me completely naked, leaving her clothes on my office floor and I slam my door shut without thinking.
The anger consumes me, keeping it in completely impossible as I grab the chair and smash it against the wall, proceeding to smash the fuck outta my office, trying to get my anger out before I make the biggest mistake of my life and go out into the diner and fuck Pidge over the counter.
Today can go suck a fucking cock!