• Levi •
I've wished for death too many times to count when I was a child. Too bad only my soul died, not my body.
Now that i'm older, I refuse to give up.I want answers.
Answers that my family can give me. A family that doesn't even know I exist...
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• Mayhem •
Hard music is filling the over-crowded, dim lighted clubhouse. My brothers are fucked up like always, fucking woman on tables, getting blowjobs, having threesomes on the floor and doing lines of coke. I sit at the bar, watching the chaos from a distance. My Prez, Saw, sees me and takes a seat next to mine. "Not joining again?" he asks me while looking over at Millow, one of the souleaters that is currently choking on Dive's cock.
"Fuck no" I say, taking a huge gulp of my lukewarm beer. "Another" I order at the bartender, Whiskey. The huge man lifts his chin and passes me a beer.
"You need to get over that shit man, nothing is better than the sweet feel of wet, tight pussy." Saw grins, wiggling his eyebrows. "Don't concern yourself over my cock." I tell him. I'm fucking tired of people telling me what to do. I fucking hate woman. I don't want them to fucking touch me. I almost killed a woman once when she tried to rub herself on me and I really don't feel like doing that again. I don't hurt woman, unless they did harm to the club. I just really don't want to be touched by them. Hell, I don't want to be touched by anyone, I can barely handle my brothers, let alone some slut who just wants patched in dick.
"Whatever you say man." Saw gets up from his seat and grabs Millow by her hair. Slut likes being dominated like that, so she enjoys Saw dragging her toward a chair. It's easy to see on her face, lust is shining in her eyes and she licks her fake, thick lips. I turn away just before Saw puts his cock in her still cum filled mouth and finish my beer.
"Uhm hey." I turn and see a young woman. She has to be new because everyone in here knows I don't want woman coming on to me. If I ever had the urges to find some release, I would just grab a bitch, put her on her knees and put my dick in her mouth, right then and there. And that doesn't even happen often.
I am a sick aggressive piece of shit and I know it, but apparently, this chick doesn't. She bites her bottom lip, trying to be seductive and looks up at my 6 ft 5 height. She slowly steps closer to me and I let a low growl out of my throat. "The fuck do you want."
The girls eyes widen, but lust is evident in her eyes. Crazy bitch, she likes the danger I am portraying. "You were sitting here alone and I thought you could use some company" she tries. I know this type. They see an opportunity with me, because all the other bitches are too scared to get near me. She wants to be an old lady and sees me as the perfect candidate. "I give you 10 seconds" I say, looking down on her. She smiles, stupidly thinking this is a good thing. "10 seconds to disappear before I break that little neck of yours." I'm only half bluffing; Saw would kill me if I hurt new blood.. Well. He could try. But I have black outs, and when I have them, I really don't really give a fuck if you're a woman or not.
The girl steps back, trips over her own foot and falls down on her ass. Some people around us notice and snicker, laugh or look worried. The girl gets up, turns around and half walks half runs out of the clubhouse. "AW GIRL YOU CAN COME TO ME, I WILL GIVE YOU A GOOD TIME." Mario, one of my brothers, yelled. The girl on his lap gives him a glare and pushes her fake tits in his face, trying to get his attention back. Mario just laughs and smacks the girls ass.
I get up, fed up with this shit and start walking towards the stairs. The world starts spinning and only now notice that I might be more drunk then I thought I was. With a lot of concentration I get to my room and stumble inside. Slamming the door behind me, I take off my clothes and throw them on the ground. Only my cut is nicely folded and put on my closet.
My room is my safe heaven but small, only having a bed, a small bathroom and a closet. There are holes in my wall, painted with drops of blood from one of my blackouts. I never bother to clean that shit up, it's like a warning sign for anyone who dares to enter.
Nobody, except Saw, is allowed inside my room. I trust my brothers with my life but I don't want them in my space. I sit on my bed, with my back to the wall and close my eyes. Shortly after I fall in dark, dreamless, sleep.
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As always, I wake up on the ground facing the door. My back hurts and I grunt when I get up. Stretching my arms over my head, I walk into the bathroom and take a cold shower. Naked, I walk back into my room and try to find some jeans and shirt. After a while I find some that look clean and get dressed. Lastly, I put on my cut and walk out the door.
The bar is already clean and most of the souleaters are gone. The kitchen is filled with hangover brothers and a grinning Mario; bastard never has a hangover for some reason. I sit down next to Saw and jerk my chin up towards my brothers. "Morning VP" or "Morning Mayhem" is mumbled by my brothers and I grunt in response.
The kitchen is one of the biggest rooms, with a long table that can place around 50 people. Most of the brothers live inside the clubhouse, so a big kitchen is needed. This is also the only room that is always clean, since the souleaters are basically living in here during the day. It's their job to clean up after our fucking mess. We pay them back with a small weekly allowance, a roof over their heads and protection.
The Club Bee Vicky, a promoted souleater, smiles at me and puts down a plate with toast and coffee before walking away. She knows which brothers prefers what when it comes to food, hence her promotion. She pays attention and can handle the souleaters she is in charge of.
"We are having Church in 2 hours." Saw tells us and we all just nod. We are having some problems with some of the drug runs so this was inevitable. Three runs have been raided in a short period of time and we need to fix this as soon as possible or we might get into problems with a drug lord. We all want to avoid that.
"HELLO" someone screams. My brothers fall quiet en look towards the door. We leave our food and get up to walk towards the door. Some of my brothers are looking curious and some look angry that someone just walked into their clubhouse. One by one we get through the open door until I almost run into Mario, who abruptly stops in front of me. "Fuuuuuuuck me"he mumbles.
I look over his shoulder and have to agree with Mario. Yeah, fuck me sounds about right. The chick that is standing in the middle of the bar is hot as hell. Too bad I don't want her gender near me, because she would have been my type. Young, with a slender body, small boobs and a nice little ass. Black and grey tattoo's are peaking out under her leather jacket and she has dark green and black dreads that are up in a ponytail. She's also fucking tiny, probably around 5 ft 2. If I wanted to, I could snap her in two with one hand.
The chick looks around, apparently not bothered by the 30 or so huge, buff bikers that are surrounding her. "I'm looking for a.... Richard Linc" she says after looking at a small paper.
My eyebrows shoot up and look at Saw, who is now seriously glaring at the girl. "The fuck do you want with him" he says. His voice sounds threatening but again the chick looks like she couldn't be bothered less. "None of your fucking business" she says, using a same threatening voice as Saw.
Girl has some serious balls, Saw has a a bad reputation, almost as bad as mine. His name wasn't just given to him out of fun either. The methods he sometimes used for killing or "talking" were not a laughing matter.
"Trust me, it's my fucking business." Saw says, taking a few steps closer toward the girl. They now stand nose to nose, chest to chest. Well, for as far as they can. The girl barely reaches Saw's shoulders.
"And how is that" she dares him, looking up at him with a cool look in her eyes.
"He is my old man" Saw says, still looking down at the girl.
In the corner of my eye I see Chaos, Saw's father. Like always he is not really showing anything on his face, so it's hard to tell what the man is thinking.
"Ah that's fine too. I'm Levi Jane. Apparently, you're my older brother. Enzo Linc?"
