Biker Baby

Chapter Seven

~Chapter Seven~

"Ha! Pay up" Brandi tells Butch, holding her hand out to him. With a sigh, Butch pays up and slaps the money in her hand.
'I'm going to go back home, take a nap' I tell them as we get to our cars.
'Ok sweets, call if you need anything' Brandi tells me. I nod and Sam and I climb into my car while Brandi and Butch get into my friend's.
'Where am I taking you?' I ask Sam.
'Back to the club, I'll see if they need me there and if not, I'll come back to yours' Sam replies. I yawn and nod as I head to the club house.
'Do you have any names picked out yet?'
'Can we talk about this later Sam?' I ask him. 'I'm really tired, I don't want to talk right now' I have never been this tired before in my life.
'Ok, drive us to your place, I'll get someone to pick me up'
'Ok'
I manage to get us to my place in one piece and Sam comes up to the apartment. Gavin has decided to give me paid leave while I do my course which I don't really mind, I just get bored being home all the time and i don't want to be at the club house all the time so I mostly sleep.
'Go jump into bed, go to sleep, I'll fix the house up and when I come back later, I will cook us all some dinner' Sam tells me softy.
'Why?' I ask slipping my shoes off.
'Because you have school work and the baby is making you exhausted' he tells me seriously.
'I know what you're doing' I narrow my eyes at him. He raises his eye brow and I go on 'You're taking advantage of my tiredness. I'm too tired to fight with you and you know it'
He grins now and even let's out a chuckle 'I'm trying to be nice Scarlet now you get into bed and make sure that daughter of ours is growing'
I sigh and head to my room. I don't bother to change, I climb into bed and let myself drift off to sleep while I hear Sam cleaning my house from my lazy few days that's just passed.
I didn't want to be lazy, I just didn't have the energy to clean up and Brandi has been with Butch and I've refused to let Sam help.

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I wake up to the smell of meat cooking. Did he really cook a meal?
I kick the covers off me and slowly climb out of bed. I make my way down the hall and to my nice clean living room 'Baby Mama is awake' Rico says from the kitchen.
My eye brows fur together in confusion. Why is Rico here?
I round the corner and see him in the kitchen with oven mits on and a knife in a chicken.
'Sam had something to do, told me to take over until he got back' Rico explains.
'Ok' I nod stepping into the kitchen.
'Only rule he gave me was to not let you in the kitchen and you aren't to help' I roll my eyes and take a seat at the dining table.
'I need a drink' I tell him. Rico takes the knife from the chicken and the mits off his hands.
'What do you want?'
'The chocolate flavoured milk' I say. Rico gets me a glass of the milk just as the front door opens.
'Sleep well?' Sam asks me.
'I did' I nod taking a mouthful of my milk.
'Something smells good' Brandi comments.
'Sam did the cooking, I just got it out of the oven' Rico says.
'Are you staying for dinner?' Brandi asks him.
'Probably not' he shrugs.
'Yes you are' I tell him. He looks at me shocked for a minute before he blinks and nods. 'Now hurry up, I'm hungry' I say sipping my drink.
'Baby's got to eat' Butch laughs.
After dinner Sam send Brandi and Butch on dishes duty while I'm on school work duty.
'I'm not handicapped Sam' I groan.
'I know you aren't but you shouldn't be on your feet all day, you have this school work to get done and you don't need the stress of everyday life' Sam replies.
'What have you done?' I ask with a skepticle look.
'What?' he asks confused.
'Seriously Sam, I'm expecting the florist to be delivering flowers and chocolates, you're being way too nice and it's creeping me out' I explain.
'I just want you to take it easy' Sam says innocently. 'That's all' he adds.
'I don't believe you but ok' I sigh. 'What's new at the club?'
'A lot actually, Jacob is thinking about early retirement, we have an Arabian club trying to take over our town, the guns and slowing down and the drugs are just as slow'
'Right, I don't actually want to know about your dealings but the other things I'm interested in' I say honesty.
'Jacobs early retirement means Sam makes president and he will be the boss. The Arabian's aren't the sharing kind so we have to make some sort of deal with them' Rico explains.
'Can't they just hang around like every other club in this town?' I ask.
'They're greedy, they like power' Sam responds. I nod trying to think of anything I could do to help them but I'm coming up short.
It's not like I want to be apart of this club but these last few months, I've grown to like the guys and care for them. Especially Sam.
'Do you have like any side businesses beside the repair shop?' Brandi asks coming in with Butch behind her.
'We have a restaurant down town that we run' Sam says.
'Well, just a suggestion but why not make them partner if you feel they're trust worthy enough' she suggests
'Yeah' I say 'or even hire them to work for you'
'I don't know, we don't even know these guys' Sam contemplates.
'Run it by Jacob, see what he thinks?' I suggests.
'Maybe, it's really up to me though, it's my family business' Sam says.
'Really? I'll have to eat there and give you a review' I smile. I'm serious about eating there.
'Yeah well maybe we will have to go eat there' Sam smiles back.
'Is that wise? Eating together in public?' i question.
'People know it's my business and they stay away' he shrugs, not bothered 'Besides, the place is protected because my mother works there'
'Does that mean I will meet your mother?' I ask wide eyed.
'Yes, most likely' this makes me nervous and I know Sam and I aren't together or anything but I still feel like I should make an impression on her, a good impression. I am carrying her grandbaby.
'Shes a softy at heart' Rico tells me with a wink.
'I don't know why I'm so nervous about it' I give a nervous laugh
'Because you carry her granddaughter babe, my sister went through the same thing, she felt she had to prove she was a good mother and person on the first impression but my advice is this' Brandi tells me sternly 'Be yourself and if she doesn't love you then no offence Sam but she's stupid'
'None taken, my mother has the tough guy exterior, if she doesn't like you then you will know it but it doesn't change anything' Sam says.
'Took her two years to like me and she still hates Claudia and Batina' Rico informs me.
'Who's Batina?' I find myself asking.
'Tommy's old lady, not many do like her but we have to show her the respect' Sam shrugs.
'What about you mr quiet guy?' I ask Butch giving a playful nudge 'She like you?'
'She likes me because I don't speak often' he responds.
'I'm not like your old lady am i?' I ask Sam hesitantly.
'No' Sam laughs and then continues 'You are the mother of my child' I nod and then decide that later, I will google all this biker shit and find out the terms and conditions of a club.
'Do you guys ever have like club meals or anything?' I question.
'We usually do Christmas and thanks giving at the club house' Rico says. I nod and decide that one day soon, I will be making a feast for the club and their families. They will probably think I'm trying to earn respect or love but I'm not, I just want to be nice and maybe get to know everyone.
Sams phone rings and he stands to take the call. 'Yeah man? Shit, where at? We're on our way' he hangs up and looks to Rico and Butch.
'What's wrong?' I'm the one to ask.
'Gotta head out on club business, it's a retaliation act' Sam says kissing my head.
'We will be back later' Butch tells Brandi as he kisses her.
'Bye, thanks Rico for the help tonight' I call out as they leave.
'Any time baby mamma' he calls back before shutting the door.
'You and Butch?' I ask my friend with a knowing smile.
'Yeah, we aren't like labelled or anything but you know, we sleep together and shit' she grins. Smitten like a teenage girl.
'How do you feel about being an old lady?' I grin back.
'I don't like the name, it makes me feel old' she pulls a face and I laugh at her.

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I haven't realised how late it is. I've googled all I need to know about bike clubs and I've been doing my school work which feels like I'm a sixth grader doing senior work.
I yawn and pack everything up. I leave it on the coffee table as I stand and stretch and head for the bed room.
The door opening makes me turn and I gasp as Butch is helping a limping Sam into the apartment.
'What happened?' I ask.
'Don't worry, I'm fine. Go to bed' Sam tries to tell him but I ignore him.
His face is split up and I see the forming bruise coming up on his jaw and cheek.
Butch is a little beat up too but nothing serious.
'Let me clean you up' I grab the first aid kit from the kitchen and Butch sits Sam on the chair at the table.
Using an alcohol based wipe, I clean the wounds and the blood off his face cringing when he hisses in pain.
'How are the others looking?' I ask.
'No better than him' Butch laughs.
'Scarlet, why aren't you in bed? it's nearly two in the morning' Sam says as I put a butterfly strip on his split eye brow, squeezing it shut as i push it down.
'I didn't realise it was that late, I was doing school work?' I tell him honestly. 'Why are you limping?' I ask him.
'Twisted my ankle jumping over the fence, I'm fine' he says. I'm not sure if I believe him or not but I let it slide, if it's anything serious then I will notice it.
'I'm going to clean up and head to bed' Butch speaks.
'Do you want me to clean you up?' I ask.
'Na, it's just scrapes and stuff' he smiles and then leaves us.
'That is the most I have heard him speak in the whole time I've been hanging around you guys' I say making Sam laugh.
'Yeah, he doesn't talk a lot'
'Noticed' I laugh. 'I'm going to bed now' i start cleaning up the mess.
'I'll be there in a minute' he sighs. I nod and throw the rubbish away, keeping the first aid kit there in case he needed it.
I change into pyjamas and climb into bed where I wait for Sam to play with his daughter like he has been doing for the past week.
I don't really remember when he started sleeping in the bed with me but I don't mind, I always fall asleep with his hand on my stomach and it makes me smile.