Mia

Chapter Four

Mia

" Mia you have to get up..." a feminine voice I don't recognize at all wakes me. I slowly open my eyes and see a white lady standing at the doorway to the room I'm in. "Come on hun you need to get up we have shit to do today."

Everything that happened last night comes flooding back. Fuck...fuck..fuck.

I rasp out a "Okay..okay, I'm up." and pulled myself up to sit on the side of the bed.

"Okay, go hop in the shower. I will lay out your clothes I got for you." Her voice is kinda raspy in a hollowed out smoker kinda way. It's cute. I like women with raspy voices.

I look up and get a good look at the lady. She looks like she is in her forties with bleach blond hair and gigantic fake boobs. She seems really nice though.

Her vibe gives biker den mother.

My legs move on their own accord and soon I am in the shower. I use men's body wash since there isn't any other choice of soap. Once I am done scrubbing my body from head to toe I grab a folded towel and brush my teeth using the unopened purple toothbrush left out for me.

Coming out of the bathroom I see that the lady hasn't left the room. She gives me a warm smile then points at the clothes neatly laid out on the bed. "Hurry and put those on, then meet me down stairs."

She struts out of the room and closes the door behind her. Looking at the clothing laid out for me I am surprised. Ripped jeans and a white mid drift top. The shoes she left me are with vans.

The clothes seem like clothes I would pick out for myself. I put everything on and rush myself to the floor length mirror at the far corner of the room.

The top is a little tighter than I would like but everything else fits well. I fix my hair into a ponytail as best as I can using Thomas's flimsy ass clear elastic bands.

When I finally make it down stairs the lady from earlier is waiting for me. She looks me up and down then smiles. "These are my oldest daughters' clothes. Y'all are about the same size." She comes up to me and unbuttons my top. "She has a little less up too than you." She laughs.

Everybody here has a deep county accent I'm not all used to.

I laugh with her so it's not awkward. Her unbuttoning the top did help, though my boobs are a little bit on display.

"Okay darling, I'm going to take you over to the clubhouse so that you can help there for today. We will be right on time for this afternoon's three o'clock crowd since you missed this morning's meeting." She is quick to get me out of the door.

"Wait, it's three?" I can't believe I slept in that long.

"Yeah Tommy told me to let you sleep in. Says you didn't get any last night." She winks at me.

When we enter the clubhouse I see a shit ton of bikers just chilling and having beers. Everyone is loud, and having fun. Some of them stop and stare at me, but most are minding their own business.

"Demi, come and get your ass behind this bar girl. I 've been waiting thirty minutes for a beer." Philip is standing behind the bar yelling at the lady I'm standing next too.

Demi moves quickly getting behind the bar area. "Here I come, Phil. I had to help Tommy's girl get ready. Rose said she was going to take care of the bar." Demi seems pissed.

I can't lie, I am a little shell shocked. I haven't been to a lot of bars, much less a biker clubhouse.

Tommy's girl? "Mia get back here and help me." A line of bikers lean on the bar for their drinks. They are calling out Demi's name every three seconds.

I jump behind the bar and get to work alongside Demi. After Demi taught me the ropes I began to dish out beers and clean glasses from left to right. Once we get a little slower Demi ends up leaving me by myself to run the bar.

"I see they are putting you to work." Trevor gives me his golden boy smile. He looks good in his cut with all the club's patches on him. His vice pres patch catches my eye.

I smile back. "Yeah, it's easy. Everyone's nice, I can't complain." I grab a glass to shine.

"It's not even nine o'clock yet. Wait until ten then tell me how you feel about it." Trever chuckles at me. I give him a beer and he takes a seat at the bar.

Time passes with me behind the bar and Demi being nowhere to be found. It's about to hit eleven o'clock and the clubhouse has filled up to max capacity.

Demi gave me a break and some food at four.

Trevor is still in the same spot at the bar on his fourth beer his gray eyes glazed over. I ignore him and continue doing my job. It's a good thing most of the men only order beer and a shot here and there because I have no idea what the fuck I'm doing.

Demi comes in through the door behind the bar that leads into the kitchen. "Mia!" She basically screams my name over the music and loud men.

She gestures for me to come here. When I am in the kitchen I see Demi and another woman who looks to be about my age.

Demi looks tired. "I just wanted you to meet my daughter Rose, she is going to help you for the rest of the night." My eyebrows lift in confusion.

Rose is black. Not mixed black, but two black parents black. Demi laughs at my reaction. "I was not able to conceive so me and Phil adopted her."

Rose has a soft baby face and big lips. She smiles at me.

"It's nice to meet you rose." I smile at her using teeth and everything. It's nice to see another black girl here.

"Nice to meet you too. You're Thomas's girl, right?" Her smile is just as big as mine was.

Mine is long gone after that statement, but I can see how she can come up with the assumption that we are together because I slept in the same house as him last night.

"No, I'm not." I shake my head. Hell no! "We are just friends." Honestly I barely know the man. We literally had like one conversation.

Plus I really do want everyone in my business.

"That's not what he said at this morning's meeting." Rose retorts then winks at me.

Not this man lying. I mean he is handsome in a scary Viking biker kinda way, but I would rather not. 

"Nah, I really am not."

I look at Demi and she shrugs. "Don't worry honey you'll make a great ol' lady..."