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Authors: Aimee-Louise Foster
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This was my fight, there had been enough death
already and I couldn't have a club member on my conscience.
I stood under the spray of the water making sure that every
trace of Priest was gone. I didn't want this blip to hamper my plan in getting
to Polar and Onyx, I needed to pull myself together and move ahead as quickly
as possible. I couldn't cope with being surrounded by these club members any
more than what was required, these were sadistic monsters that needed to be
destroyed.
Once I was dressed, I made my way over to the clubhouse, I needed to show my
face and get my story straight before shit hit the fan when they eventually
found Priest's body.
"I thought you were out with Priest?" Wes asked as I entered the
clubhouse.
"Two's company, three's a crowd. Give me a large whiskey." I stated
beckoning my hand encouraging him of the urgency.
Wes frowned and quickly glanced over my shoulder before pouring what I'd asked
for.
"Is everything okay Saviour?" April asked as she sat beside me.
I knocked back the drink in one and felt the stinging sensation as the liquid
lined my insides. "And another," I stated as I pushed the empty glass
towards Wes. "Yeah, I just need a stiff drink. What's with the twenty
questions?" I asked turning my attention to April.
She pinched her lips tightly, she knew I was in a mood and didn't want to
antagonise me further.
"Where's Priest?"
I turned to see Polar stalk towards me, "I left him getting sucked off in
the car park by some bird, and I wasn't waiting for him."
Polar nodded and grabbed April's arm roughly, pulling her from the stool to
march her towards the back room.
"Wanna talk about what's really gone on?" Wes
asked. "You're not usually much of a drinker." I liked Wes, he was a
good kid and had become a hang around helping us out behind the bar when things
were busy.
I knocked back the second drink, "What are you my mother?" I asked
sarcastically as I slid the empty glass back in his direction. "I've just
had some bad news," I stood from my stool.
"Is it your aunt?" he asked sincerely.
When I joined the club, I let them believe that I was abandoned as a baby and
raised by foster careers, that way if anything did go wrong they wouldn't be
looking for family members to hurt. I'd made up a story about one of my foster
careers that I'd kept in touch with over the years but that she was now in a
nursing home with dementia. This gave me an excuse from time to time so that I
could go back home to Essex without too many questions being asked.
"Yeah, she's in a bad way. I may need to go and see her
for a couple of days."
"Go and see who?" Onyx joined us at the bar and Wes gave him a drink
without being asked.
"My aunt has had another wobble, I may need to go and see her."
Onyx knocked back his drink, "Like I said before Saviour, I totally
understand. If you need to take off for a couple of days then do it but keep me
posted."
I patted him on the back, "thank you." I smiled before I turned and
walked from the clubhouse. The way I was feeling at the moment I couldn't be
around him through fear of beating the shit out of him with my bear hands but
then where would that get me, it would still leave Polar. His slick backed hair
and stench from the cigars he smoked chocked me, and his close proximity and
kind words of reassurance about family made my stomach twist and only fuelled
the hatred inside.
I left the clubhouse and rode home, thinking that a break
would do me good so that I could get my thoughts together and plan my next move
but before I decided what to do I needed to sleep on it as things always looked
clearer in the morning.
I was woken early the next morning as my phone rang. I
reached over to the coffee table and fumbled around to get hold of my mobile,
knocking my lamp over in the process. "Shit!"
I sat up and looked at the screen, why was Onyx calling at 6.00am?
"Onyx, it's a little early man." I stated rubbing the sleet from my
eyes.
"Clubhouse now!"
I pulled the phone away from my
already and I couldn't have a club member on my conscience.
I stood under the spray of the water making sure that every
trace of Priest was gone. I didn't want this blip to hamper my plan in getting
to Polar and Onyx, I needed to pull myself together and move ahead as quickly
as possible. I couldn't cope with being surrounded by these club members any
more than what was required, these were sadistic monsters that needed to be
destroyed.
Once I was dressed, I made my way over to the clubhouse, I needed to show my
face and get my story straight before shit hit the fan when they eventually
found Priest's body.
"I thought you were out with Priest?" Wes asked as I entered the
clubhouse.
"Two's company, three's a crowd. Give me a large whiskey." I stated
beckoning my hand encouraging him of the urgency.
Wes frowned and quickly glanced over my shoulder before pouring what I'd asked
for.
"Is everything okay Saviour?" April asked as she sat beside me.
I knocked back the drink in one and felt the stinging sensation as the liquid
lined my insides. "And another," I stated as I pushed the empty glass
towards Wes. "Yeah, I just need a stiff drink. What's with the twenty
questions?" I asked turning my attention to April.
She pinched her lips tightly, she knew I was in a mood and didn't want to
antagonise me further.
"Where's Priest?"
I turned to see Polar stalk towards me, "I left him getting sucked off in
the car park by some bird, and I wasn't waiting for him."
Polar nodded and grabbed April's arm roughly, pulling her from the stool to
march her towards the back room.
"Wanna talk about what's really gone on?" Wes
asked. "You're not usually much of a drinker." I liked Wes, he was a
good kid and had become a hang around helping us out behind the bar when things
were busy.
I knocked back the second drink, "What are you my mother?" I asked
sarcastically as I slid the empty glass back in his direction. "I've just
had some bad news," I stood from my stool.
"Is it your aunt?" he asked sincerely.
When I joined the club, I let them believe that I was abandoned as a baby and
raised by foster careers, that way if anything did go wrong they wouldn't be
looking for family members to hurt. I'd made up a story about one of my foster
careers that I'd kept in touch with over the years but that she was now in a
nursing home with dementia. This gave me an excuse from time to time so that I
could go back home to Essex without too many questions being asked.
"Yeah, she's in a bad way. I may need to go and see her
for a couple of days."
"Go and see who?" Onyx joined us at the bar and Wes gave him a drink
without being asked.
"My aunt has had another wobble, I may need to go and see her."
Onyx knocked back his drink, "Like I said before Saviour, I totally
understand. If you need to take off for a couple of days then do it but keep me
posted."
I patted him on the back, "thank you." I smiled before I turned and
walked from the clubhouse. The way I was feeling at the moment I couldn't be
around him through fear of beating the shit out of him with my bear hands but
then where would that get me, it would still leave Polar. His slick backed hair
and stench from the cigars he smoked chocked me, and his close proximity and
kind words of reassurance about family made my stomach twist and only fuelled
the hatred inside.
I left the clubhouse and rode home, thinking that a break
would do me good so that I could get my thoughts together and plan my next move
but before I decided what to do I needed to sleep on it as things always looked
clearer in the morning.
I was woken early the next morning as my phone rang. I
reached over to the coffee table and fumbled around to get hold of my mobile,
knocking my lamp over in the process. "Shit!"
I sat up and looked at the screen, why was Onyx calling at 6.00am?
"Onyx, it's a little early man." I stated rubbing the sleet from my
eyes.
"Clubhouse now!"
I pulled the phone away from my
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