Cry's Of Hell: Book One to the Cry's Of Hell Series

So We Meet (12)

Getting on my bike that night and driving to the bar, was the worst mistake I could've made.

When we got there, me and Jax parked right next to each other as we walked side by side. I glanced to my left, and I saw a group of bikes parked right next to each other, which was a good sign.

"What are we here for?" He asked.

"I'm not gonna say, but what ever happens, stay by my side until I say. Got it?"

"Yes."

Walking inside, it was bustling with skimpy waitresses, men who were playing pool slamming drinks left and right, and one of them was on the ground drunk.

When I looked around, I saw a man with a leather jacket walking toward a group of men in leather jackets. They all had some sort of a beard or mustache, all about in their early thirties to late fifties, two had blonde hair, three had grey, and the last four had black and brown hair.

"I think I found what I came for."

"Where?"

"Just shut up, stay here while I do some magic." I said taking off my leather jacket, revealing a tank top with angel wings on the back. Walking over to their group, I acted like I was extremely drunk. "He- hey baby."

"Whoa, who are you?" One of the blonde men asked.

"I- I am one of your dreams co- come t- true." I stumbled as I rubbed on one of the younger men, I looked toward Jax and he was very confused.

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, let- let me take you guys out- outside, and show you some moves."

They all looked at each other and they all nodded as they walked out with me, I turned and motioned Jax to come as he followed not that far behind.

"Alright, what do you wanna show us?" A grey haired man asked.

"I'm- I'm gonna," I paused as Jax walked toward us and I moved toward him, " kick your asses," I pulled out a gun out of my boot and aimed it at them as they all took theirs out.

"Lower the gun. Now. And no one gets hurt." Jax said walking closer to them.

"What about you lower yours?" The blonde asked again.

"I'd rather not."

"Are you the Sacramento Rivals?" I asked stepping very close to them.

"Yes, and you are?" Blonde replied.

"Cry's Of Hell and Sons Of Anarchy."

"Hell and Anarchy working together? We've heard about you guys."

"Shut the fuck up, now listen close, you guys have brought us a lot of hell. Killing are men, left and right-"

"Let's take this to the ally." He inturrpted pointing behind him. We all followed him as I kept my gun on him and Jax moved behind me. "Our men? Killing your men?"

"You killed my brother, father, and friend."

"We didn't kill anyone sweety." He chuckled.

"I know you did."

"You're positive?"

"Yes." I glared and I moved my finger to the trigger.

"Now answer us truthfully, who are you guys really before I pop a cap on your ass, who are you? Both of you." Blonde said shooting right past Jax as he closed his eyes them opened them staring.

"Sons Of Anarchy." Jax said moving next to me.

"Just Sons?"

I looked at Jax with a nervous look as he kept his aim firmly on the blonde, "Yes."