“Dad, they’re not the alliance that we need. They’re too weak, too small for us. I feel it’s not good to have them see Karla,” Mario says, smiling.
“Humph, si, you’re right. Karla, see if you can stay overnight with your friend. I'd rather not have you around tonight,” Dad says, nodding.
“That’s a great idea,” Mario says, nodding.
“Okay, I’ll stay with my friend,” I say, nodding. “Let me get a change of clothes.”
“I’ll drive you,” Mario says, looking at me.
“That’s a great idea,” Dad says, slapping Mario’s back.
Later.
“Oh my,” I’m starving, Autumn says, holding her shopping bags in one hand.
“Let’s get some food,” Candy says, smiling.
Candy and Poison are now Old Lady’s to the Prez and VP of the Wicked Warriors MC. Autumn's brother is the Prez, so basically, Poison and Candy are her sisters-in-law.
I look at them, and I know that most people only see what they want to see, but I see the good and bad of the lifestyle. It’s not like my lifestyle is any better; it might be worse because there is no fucking loyalty or codes.
The MC lifestyle appears to have what I want, and I’m going to see if I can find myself a good biker.
I need a strong biker who will protect me, take care of me, and love me with all of his soul.
Maybe I’m asking for too much, but I’m going by what Autumn has told me about the bikers, and she’s also looking for a good one.
“Yeah, I have three single brothers, well, two blood brothers, one is like a brother since we grew up together as the MC’s brats,” Poison says, grabbing a fry.
“Awesome, tell me about them,” Autum says.
I’m happy that Autumn is asking for some information on these Satan Warriors MC bikers since Autumn and Wynter are the Wicked Warriors MC Princesses.
These Satan Warriors MC bikers are the ones that we would love to meet.
“I can say that my brothers are amazing,” Candy says, grabbing her cell phone. “Look, they’re so fucking cute.”
Candy hands her cell phone to Autumn, and I look over her shoulder.
“That one is Fiend, tall, and he has green eyes,” Candy hums, taking a drink of Coke.
“Oh yeah, he’s so damn hot,” Autumn hums, nodding. “Fiend, did he get the road name because he’s so damn sexy, naughty, and hot?”
“Yeah, right. Fiend is just as mean and evil as he is nice and cute. Don’t let that sexy face fool you, he’s fucking dangerous as all of the motherfucker bikers,” Poison says, rolling her eyes.
“Yeah, I hear you,” Autumn says, nodding.
“The next one is Shade, he’s the MC’s Secretary, has blue eyes, and strawberry blonde hair,” Poison says, looking at the cell from the side.
“Nice,” we say, nodding.
But not really feeling them.
Fuck!
I want a biker because maybe I can become their girl. Dad will never locate me at the clubhouse.
Autumn slides to the next one, and I stare at that one.
