Where are they?
I see Taz. Should I go and ask him?
“Do you see Blood or the brothers,” I ask Autumn, and Poison, turning to look at them?
“Nope,” Autumn says, looking around the main clubhouse room.
“No, and I don’t like it. War is on my shit list. He should know better than to keep me in the dark. It’s not like I’m a fucking timid, scared girl! Motherfucker is going to listen to me when this is fucking over,” Poison snarls, furrowing her eyebrows, tapping her foot.
Yeah, you can see that she’s fucking pissed off at my brother. This is totally priceless; I can’t wait to see this.
“What are you doing? Get gone,” Vicious yells pointing his finger at us.
“Yeah, in a minute,” I say, nodding at my brother.
He’s fucking uptight; he hardly ever yells at us. So, it means, just like I thought that this fucking big.
“Now! This is not the time to give me lip,” Vicious shouts, shaking his hand.
“In a minute,” Autumn says, leaning her arm on the countertop, looking around.
“Fucking hell! You two get your ass in your room,” Vicious growls walking over to us.
He glares at us; his eyebrows are meeting in the middle, his upper lips curls, his eyes look bloodshot, wild.
Fucking hell.
Vicious is not going to walk away so we can continue to look at the chaos in the clubhouse.
“What’s going on,” War snarls, walking over to Poison, glaring at Autumn and me.
“I’m so worried and scared,” Poison says with a teary eye.
“Fuckingtastic woman! What the fuck are you doing out here? I told you to stay in the room for your safety and the baby,” War says, a little more forcefully than I ever heard before.
I’ve never heard him be short and forceful when talking to Poison.
Wow!
I look around the clubhouse, searching for Blood, but I can’t see him.
Geeze, this fucked up.
I’m going to look for him outside, just to make sure everything is okay.
“I’m going to look for Blood outside,” I say to Autumn since War is talking to Poison.
“Yeah, I’ll wait here for you,” Autumn says, nodding.
I cross the clubhouse, looking around for Death. They’re usually teamed up to work together since they were in the same unit in the Navy SEALS, so yeah, they’re close. But, unfortunately, I can’t see Blood or Death, fuck; I need to talk to him.
I chew my lower lip; my face scrunches up because I’m so stressed out. I shuffle, resting my hand on my behind my back on my waist; yeah because it hurts. When it gets late at night, I’m dead; in the mornings, I’m good, then as it gets later, my back fucking aches. I waddle, yeah, sue me. I bite my lip, focusing on getting to the door to look for Blood.
“What the fuck are you doing out here,” Scorpion yells, grabbing my arm, pulling me back.
“Fuck, that hurts,” I yell, pulling my arm from my other big burly brother.
Geeze, a girl only can take so much from these overprotective brothers. I’m almost out of here, only a couple more steps, and Scorpion caught me. Yeah, the silent brother, yeah, when he strikes, he gets you good.
