Smiles - Hell Rider's MC #3 -

Chapter 7

I understand in the stories there may be a repeat of information, but honestly it's because I can never remember anything. So if there is a repeat or a change, can you just go with it instead of constantly commenting about it? Thank you.

Also I don't edit (I will do that when every book is complete so it will be awhile) so if there is a mistake just correct it in the comments so I can go back to it later, but don't make a huge deal out of it please.
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I groaned as I felt a hand slam down on my face, effectively waking me up. Sitting up, I looked around and laughed.

I guess I had fallen asleep with the girls last night and all of us had crowded onto my bed, and apparently some of us were very active sleepers.

Kali had been the one to slam her hand into my face, and I watched with amusement as Miranda kicked Scarlett rather harshly in her sleep.

That was gonna leave a bruise.

I shook my head and carefully got out of bed, making sure I didn't wake any of them up. These girls were not very pleasant to deal with if they were woken up early. Making my way to my closet, I got out my clothes for the day and got dressed. I showered yesterday so I didn't need to shower until later tonight, so I was set for the morning.

Surprisingly even though I had started to drink later in the night, my hangover was not bad. Granted I'm pretty sure the girls drank much more than I did, but I was not expecting to wake up without a headache.

I made sure to leave a water and painkillers for each of them, along with a note before leaving. I wasn't working at the bar today but I did have to run some errands instead.

I smiled as I walked into the kitchen and greeted the staff. Grabbing the shopping list from one of them, I also made sure to grab some money from an envelope because Alpha would kill me if he found out I paid for club food with my own money.

Thankfully I avoided everyone as I left, going to my car instead of my motorcycle. She was a beat up Subaru but she got the job done.

The entire drive to the store felt like nothing as I kept zoning out. The girls did an amazing job of cheering me up last night but even though they went through all that work I couldn't help but still feel sad.

I need to go out tonight. Get my mind off of everything and maybe get a good distraction.

I nodded to myself. Going to one of the high-energy clubs near here sounded like a plan. That way I could let go of everything and maybe spend the night with someone other than the person my mind can't get rid of.

Parking, I sighed and made sure that I locked my car before going in. I remember that there was one time someone had tried to break into my car while I was inside somewhere and when I came out they tried to play it off like they locked "their" keys in the car to try and get me to walk away. It was three older teenagers, probably all around nineteen.

Let's just say they got the shit kicked out of them that day.

I grabbed a shopping cart and pulled out the list for the kitchen.

Eggs, milk, flour, seasonings...

Not really paying attention to where I was going, I was jolted out of my thoughts when my cart slammed rather harshly into someone else's. Looking up quickly, I apologized before my eyes actually caught up with my brain to process who I was looking at.

Are you fucking serious right now?

"Hey Alex," Landon, one of my former friends greeted. I clenched my jaw at hearing my actual name and rolled my eyes.