Biker Girl

004

Two days later, Emery Sparks's Point Of View

Nina applies some shiny black makeup once I am dressed, the hospital has discharged me~ despite all the miserable pain I'm in from the surgery and the shooting.

"Rylan is parked out front, in your hummer." Nina says as I pull my jacket with it's patches on.

I nod, not saying anything. I sit in the wheelchair and Nina pushes me out. The elevator ride felt so crowded, despite the fact it was only Nina and I.

"Hey, Em." Rylan greets, kissing the top of my head. "The guys miss you."
—

Rylan drove me to the clubhouse, and Colby has brought me to the pool tables— which is where I am right now.

"You in pain?" Nik asks, sitting beside me while holding onto his pool-stick.

I nod. "I will be for a while."

"Duh." Colby hits Nik across the back of his head. "She was shot, and had emergency surgery. Of course the woman's in pain."

"Guys!" I squeak, before they start to fight. "No fighting."

"Sorry," the Jones twins mumble at the same time.

"I'm so glad you got your patches." Mom says from behind me. "They look good on you."

"Thanks, ma." I hug the woman, standing up. "I love you and dad."

"We love you, too, Emery Rosetta; and you know it, too." Mom kisses my head.

"We got the guns back," Dad says.

"Last night." Damon Morrison speaks up. "I am the trained fist and knife fighter here."

"I'm the quiet, sneaky one." Patrick Robertson says. "So, I got them."

"I have tits." Stella Roberts smirks. "So, I distracted the gang."

"By fucking stripping!" José exclaims. "I chatted with the Hispanic Skull Crushers."

"Those guys had no idea what was going on," Jacobby Stork says. "Patrick had a camera installed in the jacket he wore over his vest last night. I watched it all go down. It was an interesting, amusing, and successful show. I'm proud of their work."

"Says the spy," Alaric Miller grumbles, the poor man is a prospect. "I'm just a prospect.."

"You'll get your patches." Robbie Rhoten says softly from the bar. "All in time." Robbie is the newest patch wearer. He got his patches a week before I arrived in Rochester.

"Just remember," Rubin says with a smirk, "in order to get your patches for real, you have to kill someone."

"What about Emery?" Alaric asks.

"She killed someone." Dad admita. "In California. To protect her family, blood and biker family."

Rylan gives me a light squeeze. "See? She has killed. She has her patches. Every single one of has killed someone, and we have our patches."
Author's Point Of View

Gavin is silent, staring at Emery in shock. He didn't know she had killed someone before. Rylan has his arm securely around her, which is good. Gavin knows that Rylan would protect Emery with his life, if needed.

Nina wraps herself in Gavin's arms. "Did you know she killed someone?"

Gavin shakes his head no and sighs. "No, I did not. I'm not surprised though, but I kind of am too."

"I mean, look what biker gang she grew up around." Nina says. "They're tough."

"True," Gavin agrees. "Plus, They're her family also." 

Emery is talking to Patrick, Rylan, Alaric, Stella, Rubin, and the twins. Gavin remains with his girlfriend -Nina- and drinks a couple glasses of whiskey.
Emery's Point Of View

"Rosetta wants to examine your wound." Gavin says when he gets off the phone. "Doctor Smith. She is the clubhouse doctor."

"When does she want to see me?" I ask.

"She will be out here tomorrow." Gavin replies simply.

"I'll be here." I reply, grimacing at a sharp pain. "I'm still in a bit of pain. Rylan, can you drive me home? You can ride back out, promise."

I get into my hummer, the twins in back. Colby and Nik offered to sit with me, in case I need some help or the pain increases terribly. Rylan is gonna ride his Harley back to the clubhouse, and have a good time with the large family I have been welcomed to here in Rochester. Rylan is bringing me to his house, until I am fully healed.

I sit on my couch, the twins go to make themselves something to drink. I turn the tv on, and I pop my feet up.

"Nik!" I Call, he is the smart~ badass twin— Colby is badass and real sensitive to pain.

"What's up?" Nik asks, jogging into the living room.

"I'm in throbbing pain," I reply. "I need some of my pain meds."

Nik nods and hands me a pull. He goes back to the kitchen, and brings me a bottle of Powerade. Nik is smart enough not to bring me alcohol. Colby would have freaked out, and accidentally brought me liquor.

"Appreciate it," I take my pain medicine. "Thanks, Nik."

Nik just sits beside me, "Mind if I jut relax wth you a bit?"

"I don't care." I reply. "At least, until Rylan makes it back."

"And here I am!" Rylan announces, bounding into the living room. "Thanks again, Nik. Where's Colby."

"Raiding your liquor cabinets, I believe." Nik laughs. "I was keeping Emery company after she took some meds for pain."

"Colby! Don't touch my Wild Turkey!!" Rylan tells as he goes towards his basement.

"He so touched the Wild Turkey," Nik and I say at the same time.

Nik and I are friends. I am falling in love with Rylan, Nik knows it. He's just my.....closest.... friend in the clubhouse. Everyone else is family, and Rylan is my man. I know I haven't been with Rylan long enough to be falling in love, but I cannot help it.

"Nik, I'm going to bed." I say. "Don't let Rylan kill Colby."

"Yeah, I might ought go check on them." Nik says, going to the basement.

I find Rylan's bedroom myself, and I strip from te days clothes. Thankfully, i won't be sleeping in a hospital gown or room tonight. I take my bra off, and pull on one of Rylan's t-shirts. I lay into his bed, and I curl up under the covers. Hearing the laughter, is obvious Rylan is drinking with the twins.

I close my eyes, and I fall asleep.