Ava
Walking into the clubhouse, I was setting my plan in motion, I'd called in a few of my markers with the others and now owed a few myself. I only needed two more, Preacher’s and Hawk's. First, the one Hawk owed me, as I entered the clubhouse I could see Hawk talking to another guy I’d seen around a few times at my fights. Saint the guys called him, a Brother from the Cali chapter “Hey darlin’ over your PMS” he asks me, but I just smile (fuckin’ prick)
“Yeah, we all have bad days,” I say sweetly smiling.
“If you say so darlin’ you know Saint,” he says as I look at the guy.
“Yeah, I saw your fight last month nice win” he gives me a chin lift.
“Guy was sloppy as fuck,” he says
“Well, it was still a good win.”
“Seen your fight too, you know how to kick ass” I smile.
“Thanks,” I say, turning towards Hawk (eye on the prize) “So anyway Hawk” he looks at me.
“What do you want?” he asks suspicion in his eyes.
“I'm calling in my marker,” I tell him, and he frowns, looking me right in the eye.
“Oh yeah.”
“Yeah,” he places his beer on the table giving me his full attention.
“Well! What the fuck do you need?”
“Not sure if you heard, but I want to join the club and be the first woman member.”
“Fuck, I heard that, but I thought it was a joke,” he says, but I shake my head.
“Nope, all true and I need a unanimous vote from all thirteen full members.”
“Ava I just... you’re a...”
“If you fucking say I'm a woman, I'm kicking your ass. You remember why you owe me the marker” he looks down at my hip where a bullet scar now is, and I can see he's remembering that night.
**
The club had a debt that they were calling in a guy named Johnny Wu; he’d gone off the grid and was selling meth underselling the club. To say, Preacher was pissed was an understatement, the club was losing money, and that wasn’t good. Wu had been a good money maker until he went rogue, Preacher was not happy, so he sent out feelers to try and catch him. But Wu was a slippery fucker, evading the club for almost four months before they got a tip. Preacher asked if I could help, so I went along, Hawk Asphalt Knuckle and I found the dipshit in an abandoned house outside of town. Hawk and I entered through the back door, and just as we were coming into the kitchen. Wu appeared, spun and raised his gun. I shot him just before he could shoot Hawk, but as Johnny was going down his gun when off and it was like slow motion. I jumped in front of Hawk and was hit just above my hip landing on top of him “Shit Widow what the fuck?” he pulled up my shirt as I looked down, blood seeping onto the floor.
“Fuck, I can't believe I got shot, look at this!” I'm fucking pissed I just had my tattoo done, the one of the tiger and Koi fish that cost me a fuck load of money and was now going to cost me even more fucking money to have it fixed.
“Damn girl that bullet was mine”
“Oh, don't be so dramatic, it was a tiny gun, I'll let you catch the next bullet,” I tell him.
“Fuck Sniper’s gonna kick my ass,” Hawk says looking panicked.
“I'm gonna kick your ass, it's fucked up my tattoo!” I tell him annoyed.
“Damn it, Widow! Will you be fuckin’ serious!” he says annoyed like I’m not fussed that I’ve just been shot.
“I fucking am, now if you don't stop blubbering all over me, I'm gonna put the next bullet in you myself” I try to get up but he holds me down.
“Will you stay fuckin’ still!”
“Let me get up Hawk.”
“No, you've been shot” I look at him.
“I'm fucking fine, now get off of me.”
“Widow!”
“Hawk, get me the fuck up, who knows what's on this floor,” he pulls me up, and I look down at my shirt.
“Fucking god dammit!" I yell, and Hawk looks at me.
“What?” he asks
“I fuckin’ love this shirt,” I tell him and he rolls his eyes looking at my blood-soaked shirt.
“Fuck you’re a pain in the fuckin’ ass.”
“Fuck off,” I say wincing as my side starts to throb, I pick my gun up kneeling next to Hawk. The microwave explodes above us as Asphalt comes flying over the counter into the kitchen crumbling to the floor
“Where the fuck is Knuckle?” I ask him, and he looks at me seeing the blood
“Fuck Widow you’re bleedin’ darlin’.”
“No shit! Where’s Knuckle?” I ask him again.
“Behind the bar,” he tells me.
“KNUCKLE YOU GOOD” I yell out to him as more shots ring out.
“Yeah, all good” Knuckle replies when the shooting stops.
“Who the fuck is firing?” I ask Hawk, and he peeks his head out a shot just missing his head
“FUCK!” he yells landing back on his ass.
“How many are out there?”
“Two maybe three,” he says
“What is it two or three?” I ask him, and he shakes his head
“Fuck, let’s have a look see” I open the cupboards in front of me and the guys watch me.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Hawk asks me as I go through the cupboards
“Shut up,” I tell him, I find what I've been searching for and change positions with Hawk holding the lid up, I see one of the guys stand up and walk towards us and just as he's in the open. I stand, and fire and bullets ring out again splintering all of the cabinets above us. I cover my head as wood falls down on top of us than the shooting stops.
“Fuck,” Hawk says, and I smile.
“I know I just fuckin’ had my hair done” Asphalt frowns at me, but I smile “Let’s end this shit, I pick the lid up again and have another look, I see both men run towards the door (oh fuck no). I stand again, and so do the boys, and we fire watching both men crumble to the ground. “Hawk,” I say, and he looks at me “You fucking owe me, and I'm calling it in,” he sits back leaning his head on the back of the sofa.
“Fine, yes, you got my vote.”
“Yippee” I yell jumping on top of him kissing him all over his face, and he laughs, with the worst timing ever my parents walk into the clubhouse and dads face drops walking straight over to us, and I stand up.
“What the fuck is going on?” he asks, as Hawk’s goes quiet.
“Nothing,” I say to my father, and he looks at the three of us.
“Nothing man, I promise,” Hawk says with his hands up.
“Then why was my daughter pawing all over you motherfucker,” I smile at my dad.
“Just calling in my marker,” I tell him as his face drops, even more, shaking his head.
“No, you fuckin’ didn't,” he says to Hawk.
“Yep” is all I say walking over to my mom with a light skip, I hear a thud looking behind me seeing Hawk holding his jaw.
“Why'd you hit him,” I ask my dad but he just grumbles at me, I know this is killing him but too damn bad.
*
I'm sitting in my room Saturday morning when Justin comes into my room without knocking “Get the fuck out” I tell him.
“What you don't want my help?”
“No!”
“Ok, so you don't want me to tell you how to get Preacher’s vote than” I look up at my brother.
“You know how I can get the last vote?” he smiles nodding his head.
“Yep, I overheard something at the clubhouse” I shake my head at him.
“Who did you overhear this time?”
“Bear and Doc”
“Oh yeah! What were those two talking about?”
“Apparently the Cali Chapter has started up a gym and are holdin’ fight nights there.”
“So how is this gonna help me with Preacher.”
“Well, apparently Razor and his boys have put out a challenge to all the other clubs” I frown at him.
“What?” he rolls his eyes at me.
“You know club vs. club fight night” I stand up and start pacing my room.
“Shit do you think if I fought for the club that I could get Preacher's vote.”
“I don't think so sis; you have to be a member so you'd have to get Preacher's vote before” I stop pacing.
“How?”
“Offer yourself up and make a deal, if you lose you leave the club, but still work for it, but if you win you get your full patch” I smile my brothers a genius.
“Ya think he'll go for it.”
“Only way you know is if you ask,” he tells me.