Blood & Lace

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

An hour after Happy leaves for work, there's a knock on the door. Looking through the peephole, I see Gemma standing there. Opening the door, I let her in and she follows me to the living room. "How's Little Killa doing?" she asked and I can't help but smile. "He's good. Only waking up once or twice in the night." I tell her. "That's good. I swear he looks just like his daddy." she says. "I know you didn't just come here to tell me who my baby looks like. What's up Gemma?" I asked. I love Gemma but I know how manipulating she can be. "I need your help with something. Well, the club does." she says. "Okay. What can I do?" I asked. "We need you to talk to Otto about something going on with the club. The guys are afraid that he will rat." she says. "Gemma, he's not going to rat. You know that. Otto isn't a rat." I tell her. "Well, the info that the ATF agents are telling us, says different. We need you to talk to him and get him to stop talking to the feds." she says. "Gemma, I don't know when I will be able to go see him anyway. I literally just had a baby." I tell her. "Well, we need you to go soon." she says before kissing the top of my head and walking out the door. I look over at Vic and say "That woman has lost her mind little dude."

That evening, Happy and my dad walk in the front door and the first thing that Happy does is takes Vic from me and sits down next to me. Now, I had texted Happy earlier and asked him to bring my dad home with him so that I could talk to them. I have always had full disclosure with my dad and I have that with Happy also. "What did you need to talk to us about?" Daddy asked, taking Vic from Happy. "I got a visit from Gemma today. She wants me to go to the prison and talk to Otto about not ratting." I tell them. "What did you say?" Happy asked. "I told her that I couldn't right now because I literally just had a baby and she told me that I needed to go soon. She seems to think that Otto is talking to an ATF agent and that he's telling things he shouldn't be. Should I be worried? Do you need me to talk to Otto?" I asked. "No. Gemma doesn't know what she's talking about. She heard part of a conversation but what she didn't know was that the ATF are trying to get us on RICO and we already have a plan in motion with Otto to take it down." Happy tells me. "I'll talk to Clay and Gemma. She's an Old Lady, not a member. She has no business trying to get you to do anything." Daddy says. "I know. That's why I wanted you both over here. I wanted to hear from you. If you needed me to, I would do it in a heartbeat but I don't do anything that Gemma asks without talking to you two because I know the shit storms she tries to create." I say. "You are a great Old Lady." Happy says, pulling me into his side. Vic starts to cry and I get up to get him a bottle and Daddy starts feeding him.

A little later, Daddy leaves and we put Vic to bed. Laying in bed, Happy says "I'm proud of you little girl." I look at him confused and he says "Instead of just taking her word for shit, you checked with us." I kiss him softly and say, "I know that I do what my dad and my Old Man says. Not another Old Lady. Daddy had me spending time with Otto and Luanne more than Gemma because he knew how much she liked to stir shit and get into things that weren't her business. I have noticed over the years that there are so many things that could have been avoided had she stayed out of things. She always did go off half cocked." I tell him. "I noticed that." he tells me.

A few days later, Gemma knocks on my door again. I open the door but don't let her in. "What can I do for you Gemma?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest. "Have you talked to Otto?" she asked. "No and I'm not going to." I say. "Why not? The club needs you." she says, getting mad. "Gemma, if the club needs me to do something, they will come to me. I talked to my dad and Happy and they both said that they didn't need me to talk to him. And, Gemma, you have been an Old Lady longer than I have and you know that a good Old Lady don't do shit until she talks to her Old Man so that's what I did." I tell her. "You don't know what a good Old Lady is. Sweetheart, we have to protect our boys." she tells me. I step a little closer to her, getting almost nose to nose. "Gemma, one thing I know is that I am a damn good Old Lady. My man is happy and taken care of and so is our son. You drilled into my head most of my life that we don't do shit for anyone without getting the okay from our Old Man first. You can't seriously be getting mad at me for doing what you trained me to do." I say. "Sweetheart, you do what I tell you to do. I don't give a shit what your Old Man says. You don't cross me." she seethes. "You really threatening me? The Killa's Old Lady? Gemma, I grew up around Otto and married to the Tacoma Killer. You really think I'm scared of you? Now, you need to leave before I call Happy and tell him that you are threatening me over something you don't know shit about." I say. "And you know more about this shit than I do?" she asked sarcastically. "Yeah, I do. Because my Old Man and my dad tell me everything." I say. "Really? Did your Old Man tell you he's still bedding all the croweaters at the clubhouse? You really think he's being faithful? You can't give him what he needs and he's not going to want your stretched out ass anymore." I smile and say "My Old Man is satisfied just fine. I promise he ain't bedding anyone else. Now leave before I call Happy to come and make you." I say and as if summoned, I hear the sound of Happy's bike along with my Dad's.

Happy gets off his bike and walks over. "What's going on?" Happy asked. "Gemma here thought she could threaten me and tell me you are still hooking up with croweaters because I came to you two about this shit with Otto." I tell him. "Gemma, you are just an Old Lady. Not a member. You need to leave and leave my daughter alone." Dad tells her. I look at Happy and he's on his phone. "Clay, Gemma is at my house threatening my Old Lady and feeding her some bull shit that I'm cheating on her...yeah...hang on." he says and hands the phone to Gemma. We could barely hear Clay yelling on the other end. She hangs up and Bobby says, "Come on Gemma. I'll follow you home." He kisses me good-bye and follows her down the road. "You okay?" he asked. "Yeah but I don't think that is going to be the end of this shit." I tell him and he nods his agreement as we walk back inside and he grabs our son for some bonding time.