Chapter 12

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Song: Let you down by-NF
Ashers p.o.v
6:00am

Me and Zane walk into Stanley's office wondering what's got them both furious and worried. We take a seat in the comfy leather chairs placed in front of the wood desk. "What's wrong?" Zane spoke up losing his smile and now going into business mode. It's a gift he has; he can flip a switch from joking to serious in a matter of seconds. Stanley and my uncle Vincent look at me and speak the dreaded words that I so desperately wished to never hear ever again. "The wicked souls are back, they want a war and so is Naomi."

Flashback to six years ago

I walked up the front steps to my girlfriends house and walked over to the door. I knocked on the door and waited until I knocked again.... still no answer. I looked back at the driveway and saw her car but not her parents car. I reached for the door handle and slowly pushed it open.
"Naomi? Are you home?" I called out into the house. I heard a bang coming from down the hall. I pulled my gun out of my waistband and started off down the hall to investigate the noise.

I got closer towards the sound and that's when I heard the faint moaning coming from the room. I quickly threw the door open and staggerd back from what I saw. My girlfriend of 3 years cheating on me with my best friend; Kyler Marks.

"What the fuck?!" I roared. They both whipped their heads towards me and then I saw Kylers  face, and the sinister smile. Kyler Marks, my bestfriend and the soon to be leader of the Wicked Souls MC. Me and Kyler have been friends since we were 5. Our parents were friends untill we became a bigger and stronger MC and they lost touch. Except me and Kyler we were like brothers.

Untill now.

"Oh, Asher, it's you."
Naomi said while tying the sheet around herself and looking at me with a smirk. Naomi looked at Kyler and grabbed his hand, she leant over and kissed him on the cheek, running off towards the bathroom. Shutting and locking the door with a soft click.

"What the fuck Kyler?!?!" I yelled.
"Oh, what? You're mad about me and Naomi?" He took my silience as a yes and continued.
"Oh Asher, I'm very suprised you didnt catch on sooner. Me and Naomi have been sneaking around for years! Oh and what about the money that mysteriously gets taken out of your bank account? You really are stuipd aren't you, Asher." He asked with a grin.

I leapt over the bed and punched him square in the face. Once. Twice. Three times. Blood leaking from his broken nose and busted lip.

"I thought we were brothers, Kyler! You were my bestfriend! I told you everything and you do this?!? Why Kyler?!" I yelled at him. He looked me  stright in the eyes and laughed while wiping blood from his lip.
"Why you ask? Because you got more powerful and stronger, everybody wants to be the great Asher Matthews, and everybody wants to be a part of the great Libery Bikers. Well, what about me and my family? After you guys became the strongest MC in New York, we lost members, thousands of dollars, drug and gun shipments. We lost everything Asher! Now I'm going to make you feel the same pain me and my family felt!!" Kyler screamed at me while his busted nose poured  out blood.

I stormed out the door not being able to say anything after what Kyler just admitted to me.

"I'm going to make you pay Asher Matthews!" He yelled after me.

It wasn't soon later that Kyler, Naomi and the whole wicked souls mc went missing.

2 years later

I was woken up to the sound of banging on my front door. "Okay, okay I'm coming!" I shouted. I yanked open the door to see two police officers dressed in navy blue uniforms. How'd they get passed the front gate? "Hello, are you Asher Matthews?" The one on the right asked me.
"Yeah I'm Asher, why is there a problem officers? Why are you here?" I asked with a scowl on my face and crossing my arms.

"Your parents were involved in a car accident around 10:59 pm, it was a hit an run, they died on impact. There was a note attached to the wind sheild it said "i told you id make you pay"." They told me with a look which only held sadness and grief. "Were sorry." They both said like they've done it thousands of time. They both turned away and left.

You'll pay for what you did

You'll pay for what you did

You'll pay for what you did


Those six words played in my mind over and over. Kyler Marks you are a dead man.

Flashback over

Everybody looked at me in expection on what to do next. My temper quickly started to rise, my fists were clenched so tight that they could brake the arm rests of the chair. I looked at my uncle. "Have they been found?" I seethed out .
"No, Kyler was only spotted but got away. We do know that he had Naomi and a kid with him."
"I want them found now!" I growled out.
"He needs to pay for what he did, he made his bed and now he needs to lie in it." With those words lingering in the air.

I stormed out slamming to door so hard it might have come off the hinges.

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