"What's up?" I crossed my arms over my chest and tried my damndest not to show any fear.
"Take off your kutte, Prospect," Bishop ordered, his eyes glaring holes into my head. "Now!"
Had Coco told them what I'd done? I knew it wasn't Angel; there was no fucking way. I shrugged out of my kutte, and Bishop snatched it away from me. "What the fuck's goin' on?"
There was a long, terrifying silence as Bishop turned away from me. I held my breath as I waited for some kind of answer. I tried to catch Angel's eye, but he seemed to actively avoid even looking in my general direction. The fuck..?
"EZ," Bishop got my attention as he turned back towards me. What the hell? El president never called me anything other than 'Prospect.' "Catch."
I put my hands out and caught what was thrown before I comprehended what it actually was. When I realized that I was holding a brand-new leather kutte, I was stunned. This was the kutte of a fully patched-in Mayan brother. Had it been a whole year already?
"You're in, hermano."
"Hey," Angel smirked at me as he came to stand beside me. "I've broken enough rules for you as it is. I wasn't giving you a fucking heads up." He laughed. "Plus, the look on your face was totally fucking worth it."
"You're a fucking dick," I laughed and shook my head. "Now, let's get this shit done so I can go celebrate with my old lady."
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May to December
FanfictionA re-write of season one of 'Mayans MC' with a May/December relationship between EZ and Letty. Don't like it, don't read it. Underage character, trigger warning for child abuse. This is pretty dark, I won't lie.
