Page 2 of Fiend
“I’ll ask, but you'd better quit whatever the fuck you’re doing, now! I’ll contact you on his decision, but I need more facts,” I hiss, releasing James.
I pull out my cell phone and start entering John’s number and deets.
Killer watches the fuckers, ready to fuck them up.
“Get the fuck gone,” I yell.
The fuckers look at us, and then at each other. They take off running.
“The run is fucking done! Thank fuck the little punks fell in line,” I growl, staring at the little shits.
“Little fuckers,” Killer huffs, rolling his neck.
“Let’s get gone! I need to get some gas,” I growl, walking to my bike.
Killer walks next to me, pulling out his cigarettes.
“Want one?”
“Yeah,” I say, taking a cigarette and lighting up.
We stop at the bikes to smoke and look around the street.
“We have to do something about those club whores,” Killer says, taking a drag.
“What’s up? What are the bitches doing?” I ask, shifting my feet, spreading them out, and taking a drag, looking at him.
“I heard them planning to jump the MC Princess,” Killer says, grinding his molars.
“Those stupid bitches! They will never get it. I’m sick of their fucking attitude towards our sisters. I’m going to have Demon talk to them,” I say, curling my lip.
“Yeah, we need him to put down the fucking law, so they understand,” Killer says, nodding.
“Let’s get gone,” I say, tossing the cigarette on the ground and stomping it out.
Killer tosses his cigarette and smashes it.
We get on our bikes and pull onto the street. I spot a gas station, and a couple of minutes later, we pull into the gas station. We walk into the small store, grab some cigarettes, and pay for the gas. I walk out and start pumping the gas. A few minutes later, I slide onto my bike to get gone.
My cell beeps, and I pull it out of the inside pocket of my Cut. I slide my finger to look at the text.
Poison ~ We’re leaving.
Fiend ~ Where to?
Poison ~ Dreamhole Bar.
Fiend ~ Fuck! That’s Wicked Warriors MC turf! Not a great idea.
Poison ~ No worries. I’ll let you know when we get back. FYI, that club whore is going to get killed if she doesn’t shut her trap.
Fiend ~ I’ll take care of the club whore. Let me know when you get there.
Poison ~ Okay. xoxo
Fuck!
The sisters are always up to no good. I’m just happy that they keep me in the loop.
