Hellbound MC - When Broken Hearts Collide

35. Alexis

Life at the clubhouse was strange, but I was slowly getting used to it. At first the idea of being stuck her scared the shit out of me, but I didn't have anywhere else to go.

The first couple days I'd spent in Dom's room, refusing to leave. And he'd been great about it, bringing meals up for me and checking in when he wasn't busy with club stuff. His garage was temporarily closed while the threat was being dealt with so I didn't have to worry about him taking off anywhere which calmed me.

On the third day, when he'd bought me some sort of fish dish for dinner, and I'd politely informed him of my seafood allergy, he all but dragged me downstairs to the kitchen to find food insisting I still eat. It was so weird to have someone fuss over me in that way, caring about my wellbeing and all that shit.

I met Jenny and Deena, two of the clubs old ladies, and they were both super friendly to me despite the age gap. Soon we were chatting like old pals, and they made me promise to have my meals downstairs with them. It felt good to have friends here, apart from Dom.

As I sat with the two ladies one morning, while Dom was with all the guys in church, I couldn't help but ask.

How did you ladies end up in this life?

Jenny was the first to answer.

I fell in love and ended up here, she laughed. Sensing my confusion, she took it upon herself to explain.

I met Jason, or Gunner as you know him at the hospital. Idiot came in one night with a gunshot wound in his ass pf all bloody places, I was a nurse assigned to him, and the rest is history. Grunter had not long started up the club and bought this place, and nobody had any damn medical experience, so he begged me to give up my job and come here. And like a love sick puppy, I did. Been here ever since. He made me his old lady 6 months after moving in here.

So much has changed since then, she continued a glassy look of nostalgia forming in her eyes.

Now look at us hey, she continued, jabbing Deena in the ribs with her elbow. Last of the first generation our men.

What happened to the rest, I couldn't help but ask.

Eh, the usual said Deena. Some got shot, some packed up and moved away with Grunters blessing to start their own Hellbound chapters elsewhere. And the rest just succumbed to life I guess.

The biker lifestyle doesn't exactly scream good health and a long life she said, giggling.

I couldn't help but giggle along with the women, and it felt nice to have made connections with people in Dominc's world.

I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket.

📨 Reaper
Hey babe, P just got back with your stuff. Unpack how you like, shouldn't be long xx

I should really change his name in my phone, I thought to myself with a giggle as I stood from the table.

Thats my cue to go ladies, but thank you so much for hanging out with me.

All good hun, anytime, they spoke in unison.

Just as I turned to leave, Jenny spoke again.

I'm glad your here Alexis. Reapers been different since he met you, we've all noticed it. And whats good for him is good for us all. You two are the future of this club, I can feel it in my bones. So don't be a stranger now ok doll?

Her words echoed in my head as I made my way up to Dom's room. My life was so hectic right now how could I even begin to think about my future. Being a part of someone else's future. It was all so overwhelming.

True to his word, Dom's room was now littered with boxes of my crap. Usually I'd hate unpacking, but today it came as a welcome distraction. So starting with the easy stuff, I set about finding homes for my things.

Toiletries in the bathroom. Check.

My favorite pillow on the bed. Check.

There was no desk in the room so I left all my drawing stuff in a box in the corner of the room.

Opening the next box, I was absolutely mortified to find my lingerie, and the few sex toys I own thrown into the bottom of the box. Fuck, I totally forgot someone else was packing my stuff. Ahh well, that's one prospect I won't be looking in the eye for the rest of my life, I thought.

Walking to the closest side table drawers, I pulled the top one open to find it stuffed with briefs and unopened condoms. Classy, Dominic, I thought with a grin. Closing the drawer up again I headed to the other side of the bed. I'd have to claim this side as mine for the duration of my stay.

Opening the top drawer and finding it empty, I started unloading my bras.
Moving a drawer down and finding it empty too, I packed my underwear into it.

The third drawer, however, had a small stack of papers strewn in the bottom.
As I grabbed them out with the intention of putting them on Dom's drawers, a photo slipped out, falling onto the floor.

Picking it up and turning it over, my heart skipped a beat.

There, in the image, was Dom. My Dom. With his arm draped around the shoulders of some blonde, big boobed, bimbo. She was resting her head on his shoulder, and he was looking at her like  she was the air he breathed.

It made my heart physically hurt to see him look at another woman like that.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, I was unable to draw my eyes away from the image before me.