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Authors: Needa Warrant,Miranda Rights

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"For
me,
Jo. You came for me because you love me and know I’m scared to meet Thrash. He sounds mean," I piped in.

We had raided Elena's closet for outfit ideas but she was too tall. We finally decided to go to the mall.

I found us some tight, low riding jeans, biker chick boots, and a couple skimpy tops. Jo got her way with a hippie looking shirt, with a low neckline. Afterward we went home and got ready. We did our hair and put on heavier than usual makeup. Wide belts with heavy buckles, tons of silver bangles, and a few skull type rings completed our new looks. Elena had to approve everything and show us her famous strut. We giggled as we practiced but we sure as hell learned it.

Elena rolled her eyes and cautioned, "Pay attention to me, you bitches! Keep a beer bottle handy at all times and do
not
get drunk. If a slut hits you, smash that bottle over her head and punch her with those rings. If a brother hits on you, tell them you're with V and Nailz. Do not take a drink or any drugs from anyone you don't know. I feel like a mother hen with her chicks."

She smiled at the two excited girls.

"I’m dead serious. This is an important party for V and you, Kima. Everything has to go smoothly. Jo, stick with Kima as much as you can and, of course, I’ll be there."

We piled into Elena's truck and headed for Ocean Cove. It was on the ocean and had a boardwalk. There were a ton of bars, some famous bands even played in the Cove. I hoped Veiko would take me to at least one of them.

When we got to Ocean Cove, I was so happy. V had taken me up once to check out Thrash's shop so I knew what it looked like in daylight. But, at night, with the boardwalk and neon signs lit it was like wonderland. It seemed magical. We could smell the salt water from the ocean and all the usual boardwalk smells - fudge, sausage cooking, and popcorn. The night was alive with children laughing and squealing, along with the wild mix of colors from the rides swirling around.

Jo was wide eyed, staring. We only went to Wild Wood. Our parents warned us about going to Ocean Cove. They said white trash went there and we had trusted them. I didn't see the big deal but I'd always obeyed them on that. The Cove seemed far more dangerous and forbidden now. I loved it!

Elena pulled the truck into the parking lot after getting checked by a prospect. We looked for V and Hunter's bikes, even Nailz's, but didn't see them. Guess they were still at the tattoo shop.

Elena seemed uneasy but didn't say anything so I figured we'd just go inside. I was hoping V would arrive soon. I'd feel more comfortable if at least one of the guys we knew well was there.

 

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Hunter and V had to wake up Thrash when they got there. Nailz was called from the club and they were upstairs in Thrash's apartment.

Thrash got up and gave V a hug, slapping him on his back.

Thrash looked down on his younger brother and started in. "I hear you got an old lady. How is mama liking her?"

V grinned. "Mama hasn't met her and it doesn't matter. I like her just fine and so will you. I've slowed down on the JD  too. I drink it at the club, mostly, and I’m not there as much."

It did please Thrash because he hated seeing his brother drunk and raging. What didn't please him was V not being at the club, but Nailz had thought it was good to give V time with his old lady, so he held his tongue.

Nailz stepped into the apartment. "Party is on, everyone is happy. Where are your old ladies?"

"Elena is bringing them up and your Jo is coming," Hunter answered.

Nailz was smiling. "Ah the lil' hippie chick! I can't wait to see her. I've got some paybacks."

"Well, let’s get down to it. Rabid has to go. We all know it and we should make it happen soon. I asked Jersey to stop in, so we'll wait a bit for him, okay?"

Thrash passed out beers and they shot some shit about the club, how they all hated Rabid and Flop. It didn't take long for Jersey to arrive. He hugged the brothers and gave fist bumped Veiko.

"You finally did it, bro. You got an old lady, I heard, Nailz says she’s a keeper."

"You looking at my bitch, bro? Keep them fuckin' eyes on Jo, not Kima," V shot a hard look at Nailz.

"Hell, V! With those boobs you can't help but see Kima and she
is
a keeper," his friend replied, smiling wickedly.

Thrash had enough women talk.

"Let’s get this shit with Rabid on the table. He needs to go and the faster the better. We all in agreement?"

They all nodded.

"Issue bro is, this goes against all our rules. It should be a vote and we know that. I understand what we all want, but is now the right time? It’s almost time for the mandatory run and we can get a better feel there about what other bros want. Otherwise we're going rogue. Is that wise?" V spoke up.

The others looked at him, partly pissed off. Hunter put his two cents in.

"Look - ain't my club yet, but V has a point. Let’s see what happens tonight at the party and at the run. Wait, am I invited?"

All the brothers laughed and affirmed he was.

"Well, I don't want my Elena waiting on me. You got some nasty bitches in your club thanks to Flop. Let’s roll out."

Nailz and V looked at each other. Each wondering about their women. They all hurried to their bikes and took the fastest way to the club.

 

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~

 

Elena opened the door of the truck.

"Well, let’s do it, my chicks. Don't take any shit from any bitches here. I suppose our old men will be here soon."

Jo and I jumped out and got ourselves ready to walk through the Bound for Hell MC clubhouse. We could see bikers all around and some skanky women dancing. I decided I may as well face what was now going to be my new life and did the Elena strut with Elena right behind me and Jo last.

Nobody said a word as we entered but we could feel eyes on us from all directions. Elena waved to a few members and old ladies she knew and ordered three bottles of beer for us from the bartender.

"Get those backs against the bar, you two, and smile," she hissed to us quietly.

Jo and I wanted to look around so that was fine by me. Maybe Jo didn't understand why Elena wanted us to have our backs against the bar but I certainly did.

I knew all about fighting and being caught unaware. My dad owned bars and I was used to being in them. I kept my beer in my hand as I took everything in. The club wasn't completely full but there was a patio out back which was crowded. The music was blasting out there and I wondered if a band playing. I saw a stage with some girls dancing on it. The place looked more or less like a regular bar to me. It was pretty clean too and that impressed me.

Elena was also looking around; she had called China to meet us and was watching the door for her. I could tell Jo was uneasy - this biker shit scared her, she wasn't wild like me, but she seemed determined not to show any fear.

"I wish Nailz was around," Jo blurted, putting her hand over her mouth in shock. "Oh my God! Did I just say out loud I wished that pain in the ass was here?"

I was about to say something along the lines of admitting she had feelings for Nailz, when all of a sudden there seemed to be an issue at the door.

"China's trying to get in - I need to go tell them she's with us," Elena explained. "Don't you dare move from this spot."

Elena strutted over to the asshole who was giving China a hard time. I was watching when all of a sudden I felt my hair being pulled.

What the fuck?

My instincts told me who it was. It had to be that bitch Roxy that V had told me about. She had probably seen Elena move away from us and she had figured out that I was the new old lady in V's life. Did she think that she could take me out? Well good luck to her!

V was mine now and I would make that point very clear to her. I was not going to let a bitch like her near him.

I hated my hair being pulled. No skank was going to pull my hair and try to hit me. My mother had did that to me when she got into a rage and I went livid. I balled my fist and swung around catching Roxy in the face.

I growled, "Let go of my hair, you skanky whore."

Out of the corner of my eye I could see that Jo was being grabbed by another chick and she swung her beer bottle at her. She looked shocked when she hit flesh.

Somebody yelled, "Bitch fight!"

There was an opening in the room with bikers and women all around the walls watching. Roxy was bleeding and my brain went into survival mode.

I was pissed off as hell and saw Jo was now fighting the bitch who grabbed her. Jo didn't fight. If she was fighting it had to be bad and I needed to hurt this bitch and help her out.

I was so angry that I grabbed Roxy by her throat.

"I swear to God if you don't let go of my hair I'm gonna' take your eyes out." I savagely threatened.

Roxy wasn't letting go and I pressed my fingers harder into her throat. I managed to get her on the floor and was on top of her. My finger nails ripped into Roxy's face and she felt me clawing into one of her eyes. She got the idea I meant business and that I was crazy. She must have wanted to keep her eyes because she let go of my hair.

Now I was in a rage. I punched Roxy in the face over and over with my sharp new rings. That bitch finally went limp and had some of my hair in her fingers.

I stood up and looked for Jo who was trying hard to fight a girl twice her size. Elena was screaming somewhere and I rushed to help Jo. So I grabbed a beer bottle out of somebody's hand and stormed over to the girl hitting her.

I was panting hard, "Fuck you! You want to fuck with somebody your own size, you leaky cunt? Well here the fuck I am. Let's do it."

I was beyond angry and was in a white hot rage.

Poor Jo. Up against this hard ass biker chick? Oh hell no! I was ready to smash the bottle on the edge of the bar and cut the bitch that would hurt her.

Jo was screaming "No Kima, NO! I can do this."

Elena was suddenly there and grabbed the bitch from behind. "Stop it! I got this one!"

She ripped the chick by her hair and the rage in the Indian woman was clear to all in the clubhouse.

"You pieces of shit! You fucking cowards! You all know this is V's old lady and you disrespect him?"

Her fist hit the girl in the nose and broke it. Blood was gushing and Elena smashed the woman's head into the edge of the bar.

Elena's eyes were crazed and she shouted, "Anymore of you want to fight us? Step the fuck up! Or else back the fuck down!"

Bikers were pulling old ladies away and even the club sluts knew not to fuck with Elena. The roar of bikes outside had everyone looking at the door.

Their old men had finally arrived.

 

 

 

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CHAPTER 14



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When V burst through the bar door and he saw Kima, his heart almost stopped. There was his old lady, eyes blazing, holding a beer bottle, ready to hit somebody. He noticed Roxy on the floor, bloody.

Nailz barreled into him. "Where’s Jo?" He saw her standing next to Kima with her beer bottle.

"Ah, Jo, baby, what the fuck happened?" He gathered her into his arms and ushered her outside.

Hunter saw Elena standing tall and proud. He turned to Jersey and Thrash.

"Looks like we missed a good one. My old lady taught those girls well."

Moving over to Elena, he pulled her in for a long hard kiss. "My, Elena. You look like you need a shot. That your victim?" He asked, looking at the bitch on the floor, leaking blood, and kicked her away with his foot.

"Veiko, you leave trash on the floor? I'd send these two skanks to Rabid."

V heard Hunter and wondered what the hell he was going to do with the two bitches that started the fight. He would have liked to slap the crap out of them but it was clear there was no need.

Jersey bent down to see who was on the floor. It was Pam. He sighed because he wasn't about to help her. She had attacked the VP's guests and betrayed club rules.

Kima was standing within V's arms when Thrash walked up to her.

"Did you lay Roxy out?" Thrash asked, astonished.

"She pulled my hair –
nobody
pulls my hair! I didn't start it, but I sure as fuck ended it. Hope she wasn't one of your favorites. Elena said take no shit and we didn't.

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