"Kill them all!"
"Let's burn down their fucking homes!"
"Death is their destiny..."
But apparently the President has had enough. The whole room flinches in unison as Diesel bangs on the table in such a furious and consistent manner that it's a wonder the precious table has no cracks.
"Settle down!", he shouts trying to discreetly rub his reddened knuckles under the table. "That's enough of your fucking suggestions"
The first one to jump off the table is none other than Sniper as he sheepishly smiles at Blaze who stares back blankly. Hound and Maddog let go of each other's collars and return back to their seats neither one looking at the other. Everyone returns to their seats on the table, exhausted after hours of fighting on the best route of retaliation.
Crow had burned their town, their people. People their ancestors had sworn to keep away from the harm of their dealings. People who had accepted them as part of their community.
Because of me. Because of my fucking existence.
"Now, we either have two options: as Sniper put it- we kill them all, or the second one: we sensibly act on a plan and surround them from all sides", Diesel meets the eyes of each and every person in the room like the very king he is. "Anyone who has another option can speak now"
Silence follows and Diesel motions for Blaze to continue. Blaze stands to lean on the back of his chair.
"We have already carried out a check of our supply as you all are aware. The armory is stocked with just enough weaponry and food stuffs is no big deal. What's left are the official arrangements for the wome- the vulnerable to be escorted and guarded underground", Blaze smiles apologetically at my frowning expression while someone down the table coughs "whipped"
"Anyone got something to say, huh?", Blaze deadpans crossing his bulging arms in a I'll-crush-you expression.
"Actually I-"
"You better sit your fucking ass down, Don", Diesel quickly intervenes glaring at Don in warning.
"Church over"
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"Rose, darling, wait up!", Blaze jogs to catch up with me as I head out to the bar. "How are you feeling? You-um didn't really speak and I-"
"I'm fine, Blaze. I'm fine"
"Yeah, yeah we all know that", he mocks. I stop in my tracks and turn to him, ready to deliver a piece of mind. "Why you-"
"Come, I've got something for you", he puts out a finger to shush me and pulls me along in the opposite direction. Just like that I follow. In that moment I realized something. And I did not like it one bit.
I realized that I'd follow this man even If I was blind and he was leading me astray. I'd follow him- always.
Shaking away the bitter after taste of my thought I took in my surroundings. "Why are we going to the-"
"Just you see, darling. Patience"
Gravel crunched beneath my thick boots as the cold wind licked my cheeks. Thank god for my jacket or I'd freeze to death. But it wasn't even that cold. Then why-
"You're shivering, Rose. Jesus. Did you eat anything at all today?", he asks rubbing my hands to warm them up. He lets loose a frustrated sigh as I shake my head no.
"Come, we're almost there"
Moments later, I look around in puzzlement at the dark green metallic walls of the gigantic biker garage. Until Blaze emerges wheeling along a covered bike next to him.
"This is for you", he says and I'm stunned as he removes the cloth to reveal it- to reveal A fucking Harley Davidson Road King.
"It's a 2018 model, an exclusive gold edition. They only had this in maroon color so I- um- I'm sorry I should've asked, I know", he rubs his neck nervously and I still can't speak. "But y-you can always return it. The guy is a friend of the cl-", the rest of his sentence is silenced as I can't help but fiercely kiss him.
"You loveable, adorably thoughtful, big headed fool", he unveils a rare grin as I place kisses all over his face. "You cute, cuddly bear. I love y-"
His smile drops and so does mine. We aren't ready. And I-
N/A:
I know ya'll its been so long and on top of that this chapter is short but bear with me you guys. With school and work I rarely have time these days but I promise to try my best and write two times or a long chapter once a week.
Stay safe and happy reading!
xoxo,
Jare
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Beretta (MC#1)
AcciónBeretta Rose. Assassin. Thief. And simply a bitch to others. No one knows who she is. What she looks like. Whether she is a woman or a man. They know nothing. But when she is on a mission to the Reaper's disciples territory what she doesn't expect...
