Scythe
I knew the second I pulled Summer to me, I did it to hurt her, but when I kissed Summer, there was no goin’ back. I’d seen the hurt in her eyes, but as usual, it was a fleetin’ look, the way Preacher talk about why she was getting her Cut pissed me off, I fuckin’ worked hard for mine, and even though she fought for hers it just didn't feel right to me. I spent four-fuckin' years in Prison for the club, and they just hand her one (fuck that). After she left the room I had to pound somethin’ I dragged Summer to my room and made her suck me off, I thought at one stage she was gonna pass out with the way I was fuckin’ her mouth. When I came, I pulled her up and ate her pussy out until she was beggin’ me to stop, but my dick was hard again, I flipped her over and fucked her as hard as I could. “God that was good,” she said out of breath tryin’ to kiss me, but I just got up and went into the bathroom. I stayed under there for so long the water went cold.
“Scythe are you coming out,” she asked through the door.
“Yeah, give me a minute.”
I stared at myself in the mirror (you fuckin’ dickhead) I berated myself over and over. By the time I came back into the main room, the party had been cranked up people were fuckin’ in the open with Brothers standin’ around watchin’ the show. Then I saw her, my dick instantly became hard again, fuck she looked good eatable gorgeous and fuckin’ hot. My dick screamin’ at me to go over and fuck her, I watched as she sat there my jaw achin’ from grindin’ my teeth. Her fuckin’ outfit had me hard, but fuckin’ pissed all the Brother’s checkin’ her out.
I wanted to go over and see where that chain went below her belly button, but Summer wrapped herself around me. But I couldn't take my eyes off of her, as I walked over to the bar sittin' down pullin’ Summer to me and makin’ out with her again (what the fuck are you doing). I berate myself again, Summer moanin’ over and over grindin’ her pussy on my leg and everything in me is tellin’ me to push her off. But I didn’t because I was a stubborn idiot.
Boogie and her were sittin’ watchin’ the Brother’s play pool when she got up almost trippin’ over, Boogie grabbin’ her before she fell. But when she leant down and kissed his cheek, I swear my eyes flashed red. I watch as she walks straight past me not even lookin’ in my direction, I wanted to reach out and grab her, but I don't. I keep my hands-on Summer's ass, the moment she's out of sight. I stand up and make my way to the pool tables, sittin' in the seat she was sittin’ in. The moment she comes back into the room, I looked up, Lilly walks up to her, and they stand there talkin’ and smilin’. Her perfect tits just sittin’ up waitin for my mouth, Lilly walks to the bar, and she follows her out the side door where I know all the women sit. I felt a little tension leave me knowin’ she's not upstairs fuckin’ one of my Brothers (hello fuckhead she's a Brother now).
“Who's the shot for?” I ask Boogie
“Widow,” he says, and I pick it up and down it.
“You ok,” Summer asks me, and I just nod.
“So! What's the problem you've got with Widow getting her Cut?” Boogie asks me, I look at him shakin' my head, I can't believe that he wouldn't have a problem with it. “She hasn't earned it,” I tell him
“The fuck you say!” Boogie says, and I look at him, his face expression tellin’ me to either shut the fuck up or be ready for a fight. “Well,” he says as I push Summer off me, she's served her purpose
“Go on darlin’ have fun,” I tell her.
“I was having fun with you.”
“And now we're not... go,” she walks off, but looks back at me, but I focus on Boogie again.
“She was what a Prospect for seven days how is that earnin’ it,” he shakes his head at me.
“You don't know what the fuck you’re talkin’ about,” he says sounding annoyed.
“Who doesn't know what?” Hawk asks, sittin’ next to Boogie
“This fuckhead thinks Widow didn't earn her Cut” Hawk looks at me.
“What?” he says, his face the same as Boogie's
“She fuckin’ had it for a week! How the fuck did she earn it?”
“Look Scythe, I know you’re a Brother, and that's the only reason you're still breathin' after sayin’ shit like that about Widow, but she’s fuckin’ earned it the hard way.”
“She was a fuckin’ Prospect for a week!” I say again.
“Officially yeah, but she's done her time with the club man, she's even fuckin’ bled for the club, so fuckin’ know what you’re talkin’ about before you open your mouth again.”
“What the fuck do you mean, she's bled for the club?”
“Look, man, do you think that Preacher just gave her that Cut” I shrug my shoulders.
“How do you think she even became a Prospect?”
“How?” I ask curiously now that they're all fucked off at me
“She needed Thirteen votes to be a Prospect.”
“How did she get the votes?” if he says she slept with any of them, I'm not gonna be fuckin’ happy
“Markers, favors whatever it took but she got them all” is all he says
“Markers and favors,” I repeat, and he nods.
“Yeah”
“How did she earn Markers?”
“Workin’ for the club,” he says, and I look at him.
“How did you owe her?” I ask him
“She took a bullet for me,” he tells me.
“Saved my life,” Radar says comin’ into the conversation.
“So, she called in all her markers,”
“How'd she get Preachers vote?” I ask them.
“She made me a deal,” Preacher says walkin’ in with Razor.
“A deal.”
“A deal I couldn't pass up,” he tells me.
“Like,” I ask, but he smiles tappin’ his nose.
“What about you?" I ask Sniper.
“Fuckin’ threatened to rat me out to the Old Lady” we all laugh.
“She's fuckin’ earned it Brother trust me, fuckin’ ten times over she's earned it probably more than some” I sit back listenin' as they tell stories about Widow, the good and the bad. Sniper's face pales when Hawk tells the story of the way she got his Marker. I watch as each one of them show me a piece of who Widow is and how they all have trust, faith and respect for the woman I dissed because I'm a fuckin’ asshole.