The Badass Biker Chick

Chapter 20: Psychotic Nightmare

Blake came back with the beers. I took 4 while Hunter took 5. We headed back to the guys and handed them their drinks; I sat back on my bike and took a big gulp of my beer. Connor, Ryan and Leo were talking about some sports crap. Alfie and Michael were having a heavy discussion on something I couldn't make out, while Lauren and Rose were talking about hair and clothes. I sat there drinking my beer just listening to everyone's conversation, silently.

"So, you and that guy aren't in a relationship?" Hunter questioned. I looked at him, but he had his eyes fixed at the bar. I cleared my throat.

"No Blake and I are just seeing where it goes" I said. Hunter turned around to face me and said "Do you have any feelings for him?". I was stunned by Hunter's questions. Why does he care? I don't think I have any feelings for Blake. I mean there is defiantly attraction there but feelings, I'm not so sure.

"I don't know, I am attracted to Blake but I'm not sure if I have any feelings for him" I replied. Hunter nodded and drank some of his beer while looking at the ground. He looked deep in thought.

"Why do you care?" I blurted out. Hunter kept his gaze to the ground, he didn't dare look up at me. "No reason, it's not important" he said.

I wanted to push for more, but I heard my name being called. It caught Hunter's attention as well as mine. I looked up and saw Blake motioning for me to come over to him. I sighed and gulped down my beer. I got up and made my way over to Blake. As I walked towards the bar, I could feel Hunter's stare on me the whole time. As I approached Blake he swiftly pulled me into his arms and kissed me senseless. I kissed him back but pulled away before it could get too serious. Blake groaned, and I giggled "Not here Blake".

Blake sighed and reluctantly let me go. "I've only got a few minutes, but I wanted to see you before I get back into serving" Blake sighed. I nodded and looked at all the men surrounding the bar. "You working all night?" I asked. Blake smirked "More like all morning".

Just then we heard Red yelling at Blake to get back behind the bar. Blake groaned and said he'll call me later and quickly went back to his post. I smiled and walked back to my bike. "So, what did lover boy want?" Lauren cooed. I raised my eyebrow and sat on my bike. "Nothing" I replied and grabbed the beer I left on the bike. Lauren shook her head while Rose giggled. I took a sip of my beer and gazed at the other bikers.

"So, guy's there's this party going on at Jimmy's place tomorrow night, who's in?" Ryan called. Everyone agreed but I put my hand up, causing everyone's attention to snap towards me. "Yes Alex?" Ryan laughed. I smiled and put my hand back down. "I've got one question, who's Jimmy?" I asked. Before Ryan could answer Lauren spoke first.

"Only the hottest guy in school" she screeched. I laughed at her statement. "Hey what about me?" Connor said. "And me?" Ryan joined in. Lauren rolled her eyes while we all laughed. "So, Alex you in?" Ryan asked. I nodded my head "Sure why not". Everyone cheered, well everyone except Hunter. He seemed to be in deep thought and I don't think he will be resurfacing anytime soon.

"No, you really cup your fist, like this" I said, showing Alaina how to punch the bag. She tried again, and this time landed a good punch on the bag. "Like that?" she asked. I grinned, "Yep, now do it two times with alternating fists" I instructed. Alaina complied and punched the bag. I left her to train on the bag. She was good, a little too good. But I guess she is just a fast trainer. I went to the weights rack and picked up two dumbbells to start lifting.

I was doing my third rep when someone tapped my shoulder. I turned around to see Hunter in his form fitting training gear. "Hey" Hunter said. I smiled, "Hi". Hunter walked around me and picked up a heavier pair of dung bells and started lifting. Hunter hasn't really talked to me since that night we all went to the bikers' bar. He has been ignoring me at school and always seemed to be deep in thought.