Chapter Seven Rage
What in the world was I thinking, I never have women over to my house ever.
Not to mention it’s really not where I want it to be before I have visitors.
It’s like I couldn’t stop myself from suggesting it when she was telling me she thought she was being followed.
I felt a very huge need to protect her. There are so many conflicting emotions happening when it comes to her.
She makes me feel in ways that make me uncomfortable.
I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with me, I’ve tried to go fuck other women especially when I’m at the clubhouse and it’s like my fucking dick is broken.
No matter how much I try none of these bitches turn me the fuck on.
My dick only gets hard for one woman. I hate that feeling.
I absolutely hate that I feel like she has this control over me.
There is just something about the way she makes me feel that makes me not want to let go of this. Which is confusing as fuck.
I know that I confuse all my brothers too.
They seem to tell me regularly they can tell I have feelings for Rose.
Sure, maybe I do, but I don’t know what exactly those feelings are.
I don’t trust women to have that much control over me.
I like to have control over my feelings.
I know that I am quick to act out in anger, hence the name Rage, but I’ve had a lot of fucked up shit happen to me.
It really ruined the way I view relationships and I know that’s messed up, but I can’t bring myself to change that.
I pull up to the coffeehouse that Rose told me she was at and I look around before heading inside.
I don’t see anyone lurking. I do see a couple of cars along the side of the road, some people hanging out on benches, but it doesn’t look like anyone is really paying attention to people coming and going from this area.
I trust she feels that something is off, but I just don’t know what.
Who the hell would stalk her anyway? I think we might need to get into some of those conversations because even if she is just a girl I fuck she is friends with Peyton and Parker.
I’d hate to have those twins or that family on my ass for not looking out for someone they hold dear.
I walk to the door and immediately check out the surroundings.
I see a lot of college kids and there is one guy in a hat and sunglasses who looks up when he must feel me looking at him.
He immediately looks away. I make sure to catalog everything about him in case the dumbass wearing sunglasses inside is the one following her.
I find Rose sitting alone with her phone out and a latte sitting next to her and immediately feel like a fucking pussy for know what the hell she drinks when she comes to these fucking places.
Shoving all that shit aside I walk up to her table.
“Hey, let’s get out of here.”
She looks up and smiles at me in the way she always does, but this time it makes my chest tighten.
I absolutely hate that I feel like I would do anything to make her smile like that at me every single second of the day.
She grabs her bag and leads the way outside.
Once we have everything situated on my bike we head off in the direction of the clubhouse.
I make sure to keep an eye on if we are being tailed.
I do notice a gray sedan that seems to be going in the same direction as us, when I get to the gate and enter the compound I look back and it continues going by.
There isn’t much on this road, so I’ll be sure to talk to Wiz to run plates on the cameras we have and see if any of them picked anything up.
I turn my bike and head down the road towards where my house is.
I built my property close to where Lash and Sophie’s is in the back of the property.
They have a lot of land that they got from the club and my land sits right next to theirs.
You know, wanting to be by my best friends and shit.
I could have used the other gate entrance by their house, but if someone indeed followed us, I don’t want them anywhere near the back of the property.
At least if they know about the front gate they will have a whole bunch of brothers and shit to get through to get to where Rose is.
We finally pull up to my driveway and I look at the home I built and designed.
I have to say that I am proud as fuck of what I was able to do here.
It is a modern rustic or what I like to call an industrial biker farmhouse.
It is around 3,600 square feet. I’ve got two stories sitting with four bedrooms, three and a half baths.
Plus I love my fucking garage, it is an oversized three car garage with an area that is a dedicated motorcycle bay.
The house itself is a dark charcoal board and batten siding with a black metal roof.
I’ve got this amazing stone along the lower half, large black framed windows, a covered front porch and the back porch overlooks the wooded edge of the property line that I have here on the compound.
I get up off my bike and put my hand out to help her off my bike. She places her petite hand in mine without taking her eyes off my house.
“Wow, your home is amazing.”
“Thanks, the inside isn’t all furnished yet, but don’t worry I’ve got a place for you to study. You won’t be disturbed here. The closest brother to me is Lash and he doesn’t tend to stop by unannounced. He also knows that I will be up at the clubhouse. Which once I get you settled in,
I am going to have to go back to. You’ll just have to text me when you’re ready to leave or whatever.”
She nods her head and we continue up the walkway to the heavy wood and iron front door. I put my finger on the scanner lock and enter the code and it disengages allowing the door to open.
“That’s some heavy security here when you are already living in a gated community. You guys think people are going to be sneaking here and getting into your homes?”
“It never hurts to have extra security. Only a select few people have access to my house. Probably the way it is going to stay, you can never fucking trust any of the bitches at the clubhouse. I don’t want anyone in my space that I don’t allow in it.”
Opening the door for her I walk in and begin to lead her to the main room where she can see the big, open space that I have for my living room.
“Alright, so I don’t know what your preference is, but here is the living room. As you can see there is a massive sectional you can enjoy, some black leather chairs if you’re not feeling the couch,
there is a large tv in case you know you want to watch something or have background noise while you are studying. There are the remotes on the coffee table. I do have a fireplace there, you can start a fire if you want. Through there is my kitchen, you can help yourself to any of the shit in there.
If you want to sit at a table the dining room is on the other side of the kitchen. My office is right down the hall to the left. It’s the first door. There are a couple of bathrooms on this floor.
There is one in the master down the hall and then there is one that is off to the side of the kitchen by the mudroom. So you can get comfy and I’ll see you later.”
I don’t know why this is so fucking awkward, but it feels fucking awkward.
I have never brought a woman into my space like this, I mean sure I’ve fucked bitches in my room at the clubhouse pretty much since I became a patched brother, but they never stayed and sure as shit never made themselves at home.
I feel sort of uncomfortable about the fact that I am trusting this woman in this way.
Again that feeling enters my chest and I feel the need to run from it.
Rose walks over to me and drops her bag on the ground before she wraps her arms around my neck and stands on her tiptoes placing a kiss on my lips.
“Thank you so much for this. I feel a ton better already.”
I clear my throat, “Um sure, no problem. I’ll see if Wiz or Ghost can pull some security footage to see if they can see anyone following you.”
“They can do that? Like look at street cameras and stuff?”
“Yeah, they are some pretty solid hackers. But you didn’t hear that shit from me.”
What am I doing? I need to get the fuck out of here.
“Well, I gotta head back, let me know if you need anything. I’ll just be at the clubhouse, I’ll make sure to lockup when I leave.”
I don’t even wait for her to say anything else before I turn and head out the door.
Once I am outside I feel like I can breathe and the tightness in my chest is loosening.
I don’t know what the fuck this woman is doing to me, but I need to figure out some way to undo it.
I can’t continue getting this invested with a woman, nothing and I mean fucking nothing good can happen from that.
Once I get back to the clubhouse I head inside only to find more brothers in the common area than when I left.
“What’s everybody doing here? Is there a party or some shit tonight?” I ask as I take a seat next to the men patched in with me. We all went to school together and are still tight now even years later.
“Nah, some of us just wanted to hang at the clubhouse tonight. Just have a night to relax. Hopefully Hurricane, Pitbull and Skunk don’t start something crazy. I feel like I just need a bit of a break from their fucking craziness.” Fist says.
“Yeah, I agree. Why are you here? I heard you had some bitch at your house is that true? That’s not really like you?” Reel asks as he takes a swig of his beer.
“Bulldog asked me to come in. I’m assuming he’s got a job or some shit for me to do. I thought maybe you guys were also called in. It would be nice to do a run with you guys for old time sake.”
“He asked me to come in, I’m just waiting for him to be ready for the meeting.”
Wrench says from the other side of the table.
“I saw Missy go into his office not that long ago. So I don’t think he’s going to be seeing us any time soon. I swear they are worse than their fucking kids. We all know what fucking horn dogs they are. Even though, Twister and Dragon have been more than a little MIA.”
Ledger takes a drink as well, “Yeah I got called in too. Some of the other brothers did as well. I’m thinking it's a run or some shit they need us to go on. Sucks some serious shit to with the holidays coming up. The fact he pulled us in this late means it’s going to be a long one.