Chapter Seven
Lilly
The morning started off bad the weather had gotten a little bit colder and it was time to look for a job “KC come on it's time to look for work”
“I don't want to”
“Hay you’re the one that wants to stay here in this town so we either need to work or we do a few breaking and entering’s to get money”
“Fine” she says storming into the bathroom and slamming the door (fucking moody teenagers)
*
We do most of the stores in town a few on shops on the boardwalk but nobodies hiring not a week before Christmas anyway.
“Come on Tink let’s get something to eat I'm starving”
“Lilly maybe we should head on up to Canada”
“Tink it's too late for that now, we'll go after the holidays ok”
“Yeah ok I'm sorry”
“Will you stop saying sorry, there’s nothing to be sorry for, where fine we still have money ok don't worry” she smiles but I know she wants to say more
“Ok Lilly” is all she says
“Good, now come on” I drag her into a dinner for some well-deserved hot food.
*
It's late by the time we left the dinner having spent about Twenty bucks on a pin ball machine when we hear a rumbling sound coming towards us. We look up and watch as three guys on Harley's ride past and I pull KC into the shadows. That's one group of guys I know to stay away from KC and I had a run in with an mc down in Rapid City we'd been passing through when Two mc's got into it shoot out it was close and scared KC half to death. We were walking past a bar when one club rode up and opened fire on the building that was the other mc watering hole two men were injured but no-one died. I'd never once came that close to death before and I never want to go there again. As we get back to the motel Tink turns to me “Lilly what are we going to do”
“Hay you let me worry about it ok”
“But”
“No buts”
“We need money”
“I know Tink, look there's a job going at this club”
“What club let me see” I try and pull the paper away from her but she grabs it (little sprite is fast I'll give her that)
“Pink Slip, it's a strip club” she says
“I know”
“No Lilly not after what happened last time no”
“Tink it's fine”
“No Lilly no strip clubs”
“Tink we need the money and I can make good money in a short amount of time”
“Lilly”
“Tink it'll be fine”
“We can find jobs Lilly”
“Tink no one is hiring but this place, it'll be fine we'll go have a look and if we don't like it we leave”
“We'll leave” I nod my head at her
“Yep”
“Ok I suppose we could look”
“Good now give me the remote”
“No way you choose what we watched last night”
“Yeah”
“So, it's my turn” I roll my eyes at her
“Tink theirs like five channels”
“So” (fucking teenagers)
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Stryker
“Bout fuckin' time” Razor says as I walk in than Dad and Blaze I'd met up with them on the way over
“Where here keep your panties on” Dad says to Razor
“Where is she” Blaze asks
“In her room” the three of us head towards Pixie’s room
“And boys, make it slow and painful” Razor says headin' out the door, the three of us look at each other surprised, Razor’s a mean motherfucker but when it comes to women and kids he’s got a soft side
“Pixie you in here” Dad asks knocking on her door
“Yeah come in” she says in her sweetest voice, I wanna kick her in the cunt, the three of us walk in and she smiles
“Well boys three at once” she asks smilin’
“How about we take this somewhere else darlin'” Blaze tells her and she jumps up
“Whose bike am I on” I look at the other two (not fuckin' mine)
“Mine darlin'” Blaze says pullin’ her into his side and we follow behind them to our bikes
“Yo Prospect” Dad calls out to either Jordan or Jaxson
“Yeah Tiny man what’s up”
“Empty out Pixie's room” he looks at us and nods as we walk out of the clubhouse in time to see Pixie get on the back of Blaze’s bike smiling (bitch doesn't have a clue) We'd pulled up to the barn and her face lit up
“Who owns this place” she'd asks (dumb cunt should know where we are she's been around long enough)
“The club darlin' come on” Blaze takes her into the barn, Razor had one of the Prospects out to hang the chains from the ceiling so we could string her up
“Why here?” she asks looking around and then at us
“Just changin' it up darlin', you know the same old same old gets really fuckin' old after a while, come on over here” he pulls her to the center of the room and kisses her. He reaches down and he pulls her arms up and clamps her wrists to the cuffs
“What the?” she says looking up at her arms and she tries to pull them off
“Are we doing a little BDSM tonight boys” she says with a smile and the three of us look at her blank stares all round “This isn't funny guys let me go” she says on a shaky breath
“No can do darlin' bosses orders” Blaze tells her and I see the panic in her eyes
“What are you talking about?”
“Niya” I say and she looks at me
“I don't know what that bitch ha...” (slap) her body is spun around from the impact of the Blaze's hit, she starts to cry and beg “It was nothing just harmless fun” I pull out my knife as I walk towards her
“See their cunt, that's where your wrong, it was never a game Pixie and you fucked with the wrong girl” I pull her head back and slice just at her collar bone where Niya had her cut “Does that feel fun for you bitch” I ask as I stick the blade in my dick gettin’ hard (dam I'm a sick fucker) she's beggin' for me to stop but the sight of the blood has me hard and I smile
“Please... please don't do this I've been loyal to the club please don't do this” Dad comes up behind me and punches Pixie in the face
“Sorry darlin” do I feel like shit cause she's a woman fuck yes, this is one thing I hate but when the boss man says make it slow and painful it's ganna be slow and painful man or women. We bury her in an unmarked grave just over the border it took a few hours but at least it won't come back on the club, just another body the club has added to over the years but this one this one felt good. I'd always known that I had a cold side, being a son of a patched member and growing up in the club. You learn how shit works in the world sooner than most, Dad never sugar-coated shit. I knew where my life would end up in the club as a member and as one of the Enforcers like Dad use to be and Blaze who is one. Nothin' like puttin' a piece of shit in the ground.