Ava
Pacing back and forth in front of Preacher’s office my heart was in my throat, I'd wanted this for so long. I'm standing there when the door opens, and Preacher steps out runin' into me “Fuck darlin’! Sorry, didn't see you there.”
“It's ok, I was wondering if I could have a chat.”
“A chat.”
“Yeah I..” he holds up his hand and motions for me into his office, as I stand in front of his desk I take a deep breath, but he interrupts me.
“Darlin’ I know what your gonna say and the answers no.”
“Preacher I've helped the club out on numerous things, the club bets on my fights for fuck's sake.”
“And we pay you for your time.”
“I don't want fucking money Preacher; I want to be a member.”
“Darlin’”
“I've proven myself to the club, have I not!”
“Yes!”
“I'm loyal.”
“Yes!”
“Then what's the problem?”
“Darlin’”
“I have a proposition for you,” I say before he can interrupt me again and he sits back.
“Go on,” he says
“You make me a member of the club, I fight in the club vs. club challenge, and if I win, I get my full patch minimal Prospecting time.”
“If you lose,” he asks.
“I'll drop the whole joining the club thing, and I'll work for you anytime you want.”
“Free” (fuck) he says, and I nod.
“For free,” I say
“Have you got the other Brothers votes” I nod.
“Yeah”
“All of them, even your dad,” he asks making me smile.
“Everyone, you were the last one,” I tell him.
“Ok darlin’ I'll play, only cause I wanna wipe the smile of Razor's damn face when a woman beats all his men’s asses” I smile just thinking about winning my Cut.
“Once I win I get my Cut, full patched member,” he stares at me for a while and shouts out to Hammer, the door opens, and Hammer comes walking in.
“Yeah boss,” he winks at me and I smile, I do love my godfather.
“Need a Prospects jacket” he looks at me surprised.
“Seriously!”
“Yes, go get me, one man,” Preacher tells him.
“Sure boss.”
“You sure you wanna do this darlin’ cause if you lose, I own your ass, and if you win, I still own your ass” I smile at him.
“Yeah Preacher I want this”
“How'd you get your dads vote,” he asks me, and I smile at the memory of my dad.
“Threatened him,” he laughs just as Hammer comes back into the room with a Prospect Cut.
“You sure darlin’ the second you put that on, you’re nothin’ but a slave to the Brothers until the fight” I nod my head.
“Ok, just so you know I'm makin’ sure the Brothers treat you the same as any other Probbie’”
“I know I'm ready,” I tell him trying to be serious, but I wanted to jump up and down like a girl (totally owe the fly for this)
**
Boy, was I not prepared my dad was loving it though, he got me to do everything for him and not being able to say shit I was constantly biting my tongue. I think I had permanent bite marks on my cheeks from me holding everything in. At one stage, I'd slept for like two hours in a forty-eight-hour period my phone continually going off, people wanting shit done for them. I had turned into a glorified everything nanny, cleaner, errand runner, taxi, lookout, babysitter barmaid, cook, dressmaker, cobbler fucking everything under the sun. Dad was loving it calling me at like four o’clock in the morning one time to get him rocky road ice-cream, I mean he's fucking lactose intolerant for fucks sakes. I was just about to lay down when my phone beeped. Picking it up I see its Magic, and he needs me back at the clubhouse “ARGH!” I yelled, as my mother comes in.
“What's wrong honey?” she asked, looking worried.
“Magic needs me,” I tell her
“But you just got home.”
“And now I have to leave.”
“Ava!”
“Mom, I have to go ok.”
“But you haven't slept in days.”
“Mom, I'm fine ok” I smile at her, but she frowns.
“I don't like this honey.”
“Mom all Prospects go through this”
“I still don't like it,” she tells me.
“Mom, I've gotta go” I race back to the clubhouse trying not to kill myself with the limited sleep it’s starting to affect me. As I walk in Magic and Knuckle were standing at the bar, there fucking loving this shit, they both smile at me as I walk in.
“There you are, took you long enough,” Magic says, as I bite my tongue.
“What can I help you with” (maybe a couple of new holes in your head) I smile.
“Ok, your startin’ to creep me out with the smilin’ thing,” Magic says making me roll my eyes, it’s not like they’ve never seen me smile before.
“You wanted me for something what can I do” (fuck I can't wait for this shit to be over with)
“Oh yeah right! Who's taller?” (ARE THEY FUCKING KIDDING ME) I step back playing their stupid game, I look at both of them as they stand back to back. I tilt my head one way than the other.
“Um, I think Magic is” they both piss themselves laughing,” I still bite my cheek not saying a damn thing “Is that all,” I ask very sweetly.
“Yeah, that's all” fucking assholes seeing that Magic is like a foot fucking taller than Knuckle.
“Ok, if that's all I'm going home,” I tell them.
“Thanks, darlin’,” they say laughing their asses off, I smile again, biting my cheek harder (fucking pricks) as they piss themselves laughing. I walk out to my bike when I make it back home, I collapsed onto the couch and pass out within seconds.