Striker (Black Rebel Riders' MC Book 4) (10 page)

“I hear ya brother but I am tired of looking over my shoulder.” He pats my back and I move closer to the crowd ready to make my exit when I hear that whore talking.

“Striker was an amazing fuck. I know by the end of the night he’ll ask me to fuck him again.” She laughs talking to that skinny little bitch on Tread’s arm. Stupid cunt. My choice is made, as much as I want Baby I’d rather see her happy than hurt any more than she has been. I can’t let him string her along.

I race home to get to the kids and tell Baby to get her ass to the Roadhouse; I even offer to keep Colt until she takes care of whatever she needs to do. When she demands to know what is going on, I tell her the truth I just don’t want to see her hurt.

13

Baby

I have just gotten all the kids bathed and to sleep when Romeo comes speeding down the driveway, earlier than I expected. He dashes inside of the house trying to catch his breath. He has this strange look in his eyes. “What’s going on you look like you have seen a ghost?”

“You need to get to the Roadhouse. Leave Colt with me. You can come back for him in a little bit. Some shit you need to see to, now go.”

“Okay,” I grab my purse fearing that Rebel is up to some stupid shit that could make my sister cancel the wedding. I grab my purse and my keys and do as he tells me.

The thought that he meant Striker never crossed my mind, until I get to the Roadhouse and I watch from afar, as Striker is standing at the pool table. He doesn’t see me His eyes are trained on the fuckfest going down next to him on the pool table. I am trying to give him the benefit of the doubt, but it’s hard when I see Diamond’s nasty ass and Liberty cunt cookie munching for the whole goddamned club.

Grant, Striker’s potential from the garage is bartending. “Baby, you aren’t supposed to be here.” He states calmly trying to protect his friend.

“I’m the prez’s, daughter asswipe, I can do as I fucking please. If I want to kick your ass outta here, I can and no one would bat an eye. Understand.” He nods. “Now give me a beer.”

He reaches me the beer not taking his eyes off me. Taking the bottle I grip it in my hand, I watch Striker and Diamond. She moves to put her hands on my man, he looks mad. Good take that bitch. I am getting ready to go over to him when I see her touch him again, without giving it much thought I break the bottle against the bar. 

He was going to join them I seen the hesitation on his part. Our eyes meet across the room. I’m going to kill him. I cock my brow at him. Surprise motherfucker, you have been caught. Technically he did nothing wrong, but doesn’t make it hurt any less. Yeah I know he is a biker, but he’s mine.

I smack Tread on the ass as he is fucking the shit out of Liberty while she eats skank ho’s pussy.
Disgusting whore
. “Take it upstairs,” I growl in his ear. Jackass laughs flashing his dimples at me and takes his woman, leaving Diamond to fend for herself.

Taking the broken beer bottle, I hold it right up to Diamond’s cunt. “If I see you even fucking look at my man in a way I don’t deem appropriate I will shove this bottle up your twat and fuck you with it, now get the fuck out of my father’s club bitch.” I am shaking I am so pissed. Striker looks like he doesn’t know if he is going to come or piss himself. Cum-stain bitch scrambles from the table, taking her glittered pussy with her.

“And as for you,” I stalk towards him still gripping the jagged glass. “If you let her touch what is mine one more motherfucking time, I’ll cut it off. Do I make myself clear?”

“Crystal.” He swallows the lump in his throat; I crash my mouth into his claiming my man. “Think you can put that down, you holding it so close to my manhood is freaking me out.” He breaks our kiss.

“I think I might keep it, I don’t trust that bitch.”

“She’s gone, let me take you home and make it up to you.”

“No I am going home, I am pissed you hesitated to let that bitch suck you off. I dare you to masturbate when you go home, because if you do I won’t fuck you for the next month.” I pinch him on the ass, and walk away. Let him sit and spin on that for the night
. Asshole
. I hate men.

I am still seething with anger when I get back to Romeo’s to pick up Colt. When I walk inside Romeo is asleep on the couch with Colt sleeping soundly on his chest. They look so peaceful I almost don’t want to wake them. I walk into the kitchen and take a shot of something clear. My lips pucker as my throat burns. Damn, that was strong. I shake my head and pound my fist on the counter. Romeo’s cell starts to ring and Colt cries from being woken up. I go and take my boy from Romeo as he answers his phone rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

Colt pats my chest, and grumbles, resting his head on my shoulder going back to sleep, as I shift from foot to foot bouncing him lightly. This little man right here washes the bad from tonight away. He is all I need.

Romeo walks out onto the porch to take his call. I take a seat in the recliner, waiting to leave, wanting to give Romeo his privacy. When he comes back inside, he places his cool hand on my shoulder. “Think you can stick around a bit longer, gotta’ head out on some club shit. You and Colt can sleep in my bed. I’ll be back by morning.”

“Sure,” I yawn. Once Romeo has gone, I take Colt and get him tucked snuggly into the bed. I grab a t-shirt from Romeo’s dresser, don’t figure he’ll mind. I feel nasty so I grab a quick shower just to wash some of the grime from the day away.

Snuggling into the bed with Colt, I notice I must be on Romeo’s side of the bed. The pillow smells just like him. Funny how it’s been years since I slept with him but I still remember his scent. I don’t know why but it makes me feel safe. I know Romeo didn’t have to warn me tonight, but he did. He’s a good friend. I scoot further into the bed and wrap my arms around his pillow, and wish like hell I was wrapped up in Striker’s arms instead. But he needs to know now I won’t tolerate any shit. If Foxie taught me anything, it was to stand my ground and not let a man walk all over me. Especially her son.

Romeo

Pulling in back at the Roadhouse I have a smile on my face. Tonight I get to kick the shit out of Striker. Grim called me and said that tonight we will break that boy in right. He broke the rules. His time to pay the reaper has come. I park my chopper eager to let off some steam. I have my own reason to want to kick his ass. He has what I only wish I could have and he is throwing it away, being young and dumb. Fucker is thinking with his pecker, Baby deserves the best. Going to see to it that she gets it before I’m gone.

The door swings open and closes loudly behind me, the party from earlier has wound down. I come up on Striker and Grim playing an intense game of pool. All the members are here, some like me being called back by Grim.

Grim sinks the eight ball winning the game. He cracks his knuckles and breaks his stick over Striker’s back.

I’ll give the kid credit he doesn’t even flinch when Grim sends a left hook straight to his jaw. “Think you can fuck my daughter, knock her up and leave her son without a father motherfucker.”
Punch. Crack.

Damn, that made my jaw hurt. Grim continues to pummel him; the boy is on his knees, head swaying side-to-side, bloody, bruised, and beaten down. “All yours brother.” Grim gives me permission.

The kid has a nice face too bad; he won’t be Baby’s pretty boy no more. I send my boot to his gut and he falls over wincing in pain. I grab him by his hair forcing his head up as I slam my fist into his eye. I kick him once more in the rib for good measure.

Rebel and Tread come over and carry his ass upstairs. “You going to call her or am I?” I look to Grim, Foxie is going to be pissed but bitch don’t have say in the club no more.

“Fuck that,” he says. I reach him a pack of ice for his fist.

“Call his whore and bring her here.”

“Alright brother.”

Twenty minutes later Diamond walks in hugging her chest. She shrinks back from Grim’s scrutinizing glare.

“Don’t be modest now bitch, you didn’t have no shame putting on that performance for everyone earlier.” Grim grabs her by the back of her hair and drags her up the stairs.  I follow behind him, having no clue as to what he is up to. Never seen him pissed like this. But then again never had to watch my daughter get used up and fucked over either.  Grim kicks open the door to the room Striker is resting in.

“Clean him up.” Grim orders Diamond. She falls to her knees, begins treating his cuts, and scrapes with the first aid kit on the night table. Striker moans and I pour him a shot of Jack.

“You beat the fuck out of him, but didn’t even put a scratch on his glasses,” I laugh. Seems his glasses are the only thing that didn’t take a beating.

Diamond leans in close to Striker’s face, stupid bitch was about to try to kiss him. Grim grabs her by her dark hair again. “The fuck you think you are doing? On your feet.” He pulls her back down the stairs.  I follow observing. Rebel hangs back to take care of his brother.

Grim calls over the five potentials. “Boys I brought you a present. Diamond here loves to give head and be fucked in the ass.” Grim pushes her forward. “Enjoy.” He laughs as the guys lineup to take their turn. You don’t fuck with the Prez’s daughter and not expect consequences.

Gotta’ give the whore credit she is taking her punishment like a fucking pro. Grim watches on laughing like it is a fucking live porno, but I guess it sort of is. We pass a joint and share a jar of shine.

14

Striker

“Look let me explain,” I try pleading with Baby. I can’t lose her when we we’re so close to having it all.

“I don’t want to hear it I really don’t. You chose your whore over us. There is nothing left to say.”

“Baby,” I grab her wrist, as she continues clearing out her desk.

“Stop, I can’t be here with you. I didn’t tell Grim if that’s what you are worried about. We gave it a shot, it didn’t work.”

“We are not over.” I state dryly.

“We were over before we ever started.” She pulls from my hold. When she sees my face, a tear slips from her eye. “What happened?”

“Nothing,” I hiss through my teeth. “Nothing I didn’t have coming.”

“My father do this shit?” She knows he did, she just wants to hear me say it.

“Baby, I love you, that’s all that matters.”

“I can’t trust you. If I hadn’t been there last night, you would have done god knows what. I won’t be that old lady. Your mom didn’t take that shit from your old man and I sure as fuck am not taking it from you. You can see your son, when your face heals. I gotta’ go. I have class today.” She spins on her heel to leave.

“This conversation isn’t finished.” I grab my side. My ribs are killing me. I don’t know how I am out of bed right now. But when Grant sent me a text that Baby was cleaning out her office I had to get here fast. I drop down in her chair.

“Oh it’s finished just like us.” She blows me a kiss and walks out the door. I can’t move my feet to go after her, but we aren’t over. We can’t be.

Grant comes into the office. “You alright man. Fuck, you look like a damn meat tenderizer has been taken to your face.”

“Don’t remind me.” Fuck, it hurts to breathe. I want to go after Baby, but I know she needs to cool down. And damn, I am in no shape to go on a chase right now. “You gotta’ handle shit here today. I’m going upstairs and getting  in bed, if anyone asks you haven’t seen me unless it’s Baby.”

“Sure thing man.”

It takes me nearly ten fucking minutes to climb the stairs to my apartment.  I’m broke out in a cold sweat I feel like I am going to be sick. I make it inside and collapse on my couch. I take the bottle of painkillers that Rebel shoved in my pants pocket last night and pop a few in my mouth. Turning on the TV I flip through the channels not really caring what is on the screen. I just can’t take the quiet. I pull out my cell and my finger hangs over Baby’s name. Her contact picture is of her and Colt.

The loss of her stabs me straight in the chest. I exit Baby’s name and call my mom. It rings a few times before she picks up. “Hello,” she whispers.

“Mom I fucked up.”

“I know she’s here with Colt. I can’t talk long promised her I wouldn’t talk to you about it. I’ll come over once her and Colt leave. They are heading out in a few.”

“I love her.”

“I know son.” She ends the call and I feel like the worst man. I tore Baby apart and she keeps coming back for me. I shouldn’t have promised her, she shouldn’t have trusted me. I don’t deserve her, but fuck I want her. I have to make shit right, even if she is over reacting a little. I knew she was mad and I take all of the blame, but she was and is the best thing that ever happened to me. Even as a child, I knew she was the only one for me.

I scroll through the pictures of Baby and Colt on my phone. These two are my life and no one is coming in between us. I will fight heaven and hell for them if I have to. Grim can beat the hell out of me every motherfucking day, but he will never keep me away from what is mine.

Sometime later, I waken to someone knocking on the door. Must have dozed off looking at my phone. I open the door and my mom is on the other side home cooked food in hand. “Damn, Grim sure beat the fuck out of you. But what’s done is done.” She pushes past me and goes into the kitchen to fix me a plate of food. My mouth waters smelling her fried chicken.

She returns to the living room a minute later with my food. “Eat up.” She orders and she doesn’t have to tell me twice. I’m like a starving dog. Haven’t had shit to eat since sometime yesterday.

“She’s pissed but I don’t think it’s the worst situation. You fucked up, but you have to just suck it up and admit it. Don’t discredit her anger or her feelings. Give her a day or two to cool then you sweep her off her feet. She loves you, she told me. But then I always knew she’d either marry you or Rebel. I know I always pushed her and Rebel on each other and that was wrong of me. Shouldn’t have meddled but that’s that. So how are you going to do it?”  My mom looks over at me fully serious and I have no idea what I am supposed to do.

“Do what?”

She smacks the back of my head. “Fuck, ma. What was that for?” Motherfuck a duck that hurt.

“You gotta’ ask her to be your old lady. I swear between you and Rebel you boys must want me to grow old with no grandbabies or daughter-in-laws. Neither of ya know how to romance a woman, suppose you learned that from your father and me. God rest his soul. I miss him so much.”

“Me, too. I wish he could see Colt. I know he would be so proud of him.”

“Grim took him away don’t let him take Baby and Colt from you. Stand your ground. Show him you are a Black damn it. Make your father proud. You and Baby are going to be in charge one day. I know I always thought Rebel would take over but he’s not cut out to be a leader.”

“Not discussing club shit right now.”  I roll my eyes at her.

“Alright, alright. Just remember what I said. You claim Baby, get your brand on her arm. You do right by her and your boy.” She kisses me on the forehead. “I put some leftovers in the fridge. If you need me just call. I love you. Don’t fuck up.”

I finish my food, pop some more pills and go the fuck back to sleep, wondering how in the hell I am going to get Baby to forgive me let alone marry me.

Romeo

This morning when I got in, I peeked in on the kids all sleeping soundly. When I looked in on Baby and Colt, she stole my breath away. She was snuggled up to my pillow, wearing nothing but one of my shirts and a thong. Motherfucking perfection. I know I shouldn’t have but I couldn’t stop myself from snapping a picture of her with my phone. Her red hair was sprawled across the bed, sunlight streaming across her face. Heaven sent. It took every ounce of self-control I had not to put Colt in the crib with Miracle so I could make sweet slow tortuous passionate love to Baby. She is all I seem to think about.

Instead I tore myself unwillingly from my room and went into the kitchen and made breakfast for the kids. And here I am now sitting across from Baby at the kitchen table, she is still dressed in my shirt, has it pulled over her knees chin resting on them looking so sad. I know it is partly my fault but she needed to see it now and set Striker in his place.

“You alright darlin’,” I ask placing a concerned sympathetic hand on her head, rubbing my fingers through her hair smoothing her tangled locks.

“I will be, just been thinking a lot.”  She raises her head taking a drink of her coffee. I know I need to let her be.

“I’m waiting for my sister to call back but she should be coming to stay with me for a while to help out with the kids. I hate calling on you all the time. I know you have a lot going on too, but if you ever need a friend you can count on me okay.”

She takes my hand, crushing my heart when she says, “I need to tell you I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have come on to you when I was a teen it was wrong. I should not have put you in that situation. And whatever is going on with you and LL I feel partly responsible. I opened my big mouth. And...”

“I know sweetheart and don’t be sorry I was there too that night and I wanted you alright. Thought about you every damn day since. I close my eyes I see your face,” I admit.

“Romeo,” she begs for me to stop talking but I can’t help the words as they spill out of my mouth.

“I’d give anything for one more night; I almost climbed in bed with you this morning.” Her eyes are wide with my confession hanging in the air between us. My hand is still in her hair. I bring her face forward and press my lips to hers. She doesn’t push me away. Her soft lips beckon my tongue to taste them.

“Eww dad’s kissing Baby. Look Dawn.” Baby jerks back at the sound of Jamie’s voice and shakes her head at me.

“Does this mean Baby is going to be our mom now?” Dawn asks as Baby runs to my room with tears in her eyes.

Fuck, I shouldn’t have kissed her. My cock is rock hard. I don’t know whether to just let her leave or if I should try to talk to her.  Dawn is tugging on my arm, “so is she going to be our mom now?”

“No honey she’s not. Baby was sad and I shouldn’t have kissed her like that. Let’s just keep this between us okay.”

“Okay daddy, but secrets don’t make friends ya know.”  Smart kid. The front door slams shut and I hear Baby peeling out of the driveway.