His to Save

Chapter 19: Hitting It Out

Viper

I've been gone a good three hours, by the time I decide the poor bastard has had enough. We finally shot him in the head, putting him out of his misery. No matter what I tried he wouldn't talk. Didn't give up a name at all, but the fact that he knew about club business, lets me know I have a rat in our mist.

Everyone leaves the basement, other than Hammer, a couple of the prospects to clean up the bloody mess, and myself. Once Hammer was finished giving directions, we walked to the door, closing it behind us and talking quietly at the bottom of the stairs. "So, what do you think? He was listening at the door, or you think someone opened their mouth once the meeting was over?"

"I honestly don't know what to think." I rub my chin as I stare at nothing in particular. Lost in thought, it takes my best friend to wave his hand in front of my face. "Yo, you with me there Viper?" With a shake of my head, I focus on him. Clearing my throat, "Yeah, sorry man just thinking."

"Don't think too hard you may make your head explode." Hammer laughs hysterically as I give him the finger. "Seriously though, how did the discussion go when you called that fucking asshole?" Hammer leans his big body against the wall, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it up. He offers me one, as he always does, knowing full well what my answer will be.

Shrugging his shoulders, he simply says "figured you could use one for once. To help with the stress of this fucked up situation." I lean against the opposite wall, placing the back of my head against it. I close my eyes. This is more than just a fucked-up situation. It's more disastrous. "This is that bitches fault." I mumble below my breath. Irritation clear in my tone. "Her mother?" Opening my eyes, I look at the big man standing across from me.

"Yup." I pop the word. "If she had just stayed here none of this would have happened." Standing at my full-height, I run my hands through my dark hair. "I swear man if she were still alive, I'd strangle the life from her." Hammer brings the cig to his shoe, putting it out and placing it in his pocket, for safe keeping. Until we get back up there near a garbage can.

Placing his hand on my shoulder he tells me to look at him. When I do, I see the strength and determination in my best friends eyes right now. What I lack at the moment, he holds tenfold. "We will get our hands on this piece of shit and make him pay." Looking me dead in the eyes, "You have my word on that brother."

The big mans words cause my heart rate to slow down, and my body to relax. Something I haven't been able to do in the last few hours. "I know you're right man. I just..." My eyes make their way to the stare well. Knowing good and well my woman is up there. How much pain she has gone through in her life. Is eating me alive.

"What was the conversation when you called that fucker?" Hammer repeats his earlier question. A sinister smile forms along my lips. "I called him up and told him flat out. I have my woman back, and there aint no way in hell he's ever going to touch her again." Turning to face my best friend I see the demonic look on his face. "Damn straight, Viper is going to make him pay."

Laughing at our own sinister thoughts of what we have planned for the piece of shit, we walk up the stairs. "What did he say to that?" Shrugging I tell him everything. "Basically, that it'll be a cold day in hell he will ever let her go. He's coming to get her; you know all that shit." Rolling my eyes at the memories of his words earlier this morning, I feel heat course through my veins. "Want to go to the ring with me for a bit?" I look back at him. Studying him for the truth I can always see in his eyes.

He stretches his arms out above his head, waiting for me to open the door. When I do, he finally answers me. "You need to get out some aggression there brother?" I nod my head, too pissed for words to come out. "Lets go then man." He tilts his head to the side. As I follow him to the backyard, where the garage is, and where we keep our fighting ring, I catch sight of Allison out of the corner of my eye.

She's sitting at the bar, talking with Jackie. Her big wolf dog laying at her feet, as Lilith bounces on the stool beside her. The kid is so excited about something, she can't sit her little body still. I smile, feeling completely relaxed at the sight. Knowing she is finally here with me, being taken care of, and where that fucker can't hurt her anymore helps me immensely. I feel like I can breath again, with just one look at her.

She must feel my eyes, as her head lifts and she looks over towards me. When her eyes make direct contact with me, I give her a devilish smile. Seeing her squirm on that stool, lets me know just what that one look did to her. I shoot her a wink, which causes that delicious mouth of her to purse with aggravation.

Tilting my head back, I laugh out loud, the sincerest sound vibrating through my body. I salute her with a nod of my chin, enjoying the sight of the crimson red growing along her cheeks. Be back soon Alley Cat. I mouth to her, once I know she understands what I'm saying, only then do I look away.

"Change your mind pussy?" I hear Hammer holler at me from the open garage door. Cracking my neck from side to side, I get in the proper head space. This big fucker may be my best friend, but right now he's going down. "Not a chance fat fuck." I holler in return as I walk through the doors.

I see him bouncing along in the middle of the ring. Gloves already covering his hands, and a few of our club members joining around the area. Waiting for the entertainment to begin. They make way for me, as I slowly walk, bending down, I enter the ring, and laugh at the ridiculous sight before me.

Hammer hadn't just taken off his cut, not that son of a bitch stripped down entirely to his heart covered boxers. "Trying to throw me off with your ensembles there jackass?" I say with a laugh. He doesn't answer me, just gives me that goofy smile of his and continues on. Shucking off my cut, I reach for my boxing gloves, and place them on.

Closing my eyes, I take a moment to get in the proper head space for this match. No one other than Hammer will fight me, because once I start fighting I grow crazy with violence. It's as though this part of me vanishes and the animal comes out full force. Turning to face my opponent, I lift my hands to my chin and walk to the center of the ring. A sinister smile is on my best friends face as he does the same. "Ready fucker?" I don't answer her verbally, I just begin to swing.