Tabios…..
The first thing I do as I walk into the club’s bar is reach for a bottle of Jack. I need something strong right now. I lost my shit after I realized that the girl in the picture was Angel, it took almost all the brothers to hold me back from going back into the dinner again. I was ready to blow all those motherfuckers heads off. That fucking bastard knew all along that’s why he was fucking smiling the whole fucking time we were there just thinking about it makes me want to go ripped that smile out of his face. Why wouldn’t she tell me? I feel like a total fucking dumb ass I am over here thinking that maybe just maybe she could be the one I choose to make my Old Lady, someday. I was even thinking of having a family with her of course not now but in the future. I open the bottle and take a swing out of it like if it was water. I concentrate on the sting it leaves behind as it goes down. “Damn if you keep drinking like that you’ll be unconscious in matter of seconds” Josh pulls up beside me. That’s exactly what I want right now to forget and to get rid of this fucking pain in my chest that doesn’t allow me to breath. I take another swing out of the bottle. I can’t believe this bull shit the one time I let my fucking guard down I get fucked over and to know that I was the one who insist in this relationship makes me feel like the biggest dumbass in the world..
“You should talk to her” he says. I fake laugh “For what so she can keep lying to my face”. I don’t want to talk to her right now that’s the reason why I turned off my phone. Every time it rang and I saw her name I felt like I was getting stab in the fucking heart. I am too pissed off right now. I might say or do something I might regret later. Plus I don’t want to hear it from her mouth that she is that fuckers Old Lady. That would be the icing on the motherfucking cake. This is the fucking reason why I didn’t want to get attach to anyone. I’ve seen what a fucking broken heart does to someone; I saw how it destroyed my mom. After my father died my other was never the same, the light inside of her turned off and never light up again. That’s why I promised myself never to give anyone that much power over me and look at me know.
Karma is a fucking bitch, a beautiful fucking bitch with blond hair and icy eyes. The more I think about it the more it makes sense, no wonder she always avoid talking about her past. She didn’t want me to know she belongs to someone else. That’s why she knew so much of a biker life’s because she was part of that fucking life. “You know technically she didn’t lie” Josh tries to defend her. “She kept information form me, that’s not telling the truth either” I say as I take a swing out of the bottle. I don’t care if she was with that slime fucker, what’s fucking killing me is that she didn’t fucking trust me to tell me the truth. After everything I’ve fucking done to show her she can fucking trust me she still doesn’t trust me. I am so fucking pissed that I want to hurt someone. I want to cause as much pain as I am in right now. “Fine so let’s give them what they want, that way we all win and no one gets hurt, we avoid this war that’s coming” he suggested.
I place the bottle in front of because if I have it in my hands I might just smash it against his skull. I turn to the side to look at him “Over my fucking dead body you hear me” I growl. There is no fucking way I am going to let that fuck face take her. She is mine I don’t give a fuck about the biker code. She belonged to me way before he even fucking laid eyes on her. The fact that Josh would even think that was a fucking option is fucking ridiculous I thought he knew how important Angel is in my life. “That’s what I thought” Josh nods “so what do you want to do?” he asks.
There is so much I want to do right now that I can’t even think straight. I want to kill Manic, I want to confront Angel, and then I want to fuck her so good that she will never forget who her fucking owner is. “I want to get fucking drunk and not think about this right now” I answer. I just want to forget about everything and pretend nothing has happen. That I am still that same dumbass who was happy and naïve this morning when I woke up to the woman I love beside me. I’ll deal with her when I am much calmer, not now. Josh leans over the bar and grabs another bottle “Then I guess we’re getting fucked up” he opens the bottle and takes a sip out of it. That’s why I fucking love him because unlike certain fucking people I can trust him to have my fucking back.
“So how’s the old man?” I try making conversation to forget about my problems. Josh takes a shot as soon as I ask. “He is in the hospital”. What the hell? I knew it was bad but I didn’t think he really meant he was dying. “What?” I ask still in shock. “Yeah the doctor said if he keeps drinking the way he is he won’t last long but he doesn’t give a shit” he says as he shrugs his shoulder trying to dismiss how important this is. “Why didn’t you tell me it was this serious?” I ask. Maybe we could still do something get him help even if he doesn’t want it. “I didn’t want to bring you down with my shit” he simple states.
I feel like even a bigger asshole in the fucking universe. I was too busy with my fucking shit that I didn’t fucking realize my brother was going through some shit. “I am a fucking dick” I announce. He nods his head “Yeah we all knew that already” he agrees. “Fuck off” I flick him off as I take a shot “life is a bitch”. Josh brings the bottle up in the air to salute “Amen to that” he bangs his bottle against mines. “I know exactly what we need” I say as I reach for another bottle. “And what is that?” he ask. I reach for two shot glasses and place them in front of us “For each shot we take we have to share one of our problems, we don’t have to get into if we don’t want, we’ll just simple state what’s the problem and drink to it” I pour liquor into the glass. “Damn we are going to need more than that bottle” he points out. I nod my head “That’s the point”. This way we can talk about our problems while getting drunk.
“What cha doing?” Crash slaps us on our back. “Playing a shot for a problem” Josh answers. Crash leans over the bar and grabs a shot glass for himself “I don’t know what the hell that is but I can use a fucking shot”. He places his glass next to ours. “Fine I’ll start” I pour us our shot “the girl I love is a lair” I throw it back. I don’t really want to get into details about her being a fucking lair. Josh reaches for his glass “Mia has a new boyfriend” he throws back his shot.
“What?” Crash and I say at the same time. Josh shrugs his shoulder “I don’t fucking know she just fucking sprung that on me last night when we were talking”. What the hell Mia has a boyfriend? This is worse than hearing that his father is dying. Mia is our little biker Princess we all protect her and the fact that she has a new boyfriend that none of us know isn’t sitting right with me. “Do you know his name? Where is her from?” I ask. Josh nods his head “Nope but I got someone working on it already all I know is that he goes to school with her”.
“To life being a fucking dick sucking bitch that sticks her teeth into your fucking cock while sucking on it” Crash reach for his shot. I look over to Josh who just smirks “That’s sounds like it hurt”. Crash pours out another drink “Exactly my point”. I grab the bottle “I drink to that”. Josh slides his drink towards me “I am in”.
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“Brunette” Josh slurps as he takes a shot. “Brunette?” I ask confuse. Is he talking about the same brunette from the club? I don’t know how long we’ve been seating here but by the amount of empty bottles in front of us I must say we have a lot of fucking issues. “Don’t want to talk about” he says. “RED” Crash says as he drinks from the bottle. I am to fucking drunk to even try to understand how the color red is a problem to Crash; it must be a trauma from his childhood. “You know what I think I’ll go have a talk with the she devil” I slurp. I think is time for me to face the music. I need to get this fucking cow off my chest. I need to know the truth and I need her to be the one to tell me. “I don’t think that’s a good idea” Josh mumbles. I pick up the bottle in the air to see how much I have left in it, which isn’t a lot. I take the last shot of the bottle “I’ve never been the guy with the good ideas, that’s how I got stuck with you” I joke. Josh sticks out his middle finger “Fuck off dick head”. I stand and everything around me moves. Holly shit! I guess I am a little drunk. There is no way I’ll be able to ride my bike like this. “I’ll go with you” Josh offers. I turn to look at him “For what?”. Last time I checked he hated going to the stripped club. “Just to make sure everything is running well at the club” he shrugs his shoulders. “Really? Right now? You think it’s a good idea to handle business while you’re drunk?” I ask. “What are you talking about I am not drunk” he stands up and loses his balance. I chuckle “Not at all”.
“I am down also” Crash grabs the bottle “I’ll tell Xavier to take us” he stumbles towards the door. I think I am going to need another drink for this. “Are you sure about this?” Josh asks. I need to do it now I was going to wait until I was calm but the more I think about the more mad I get. “Yeah” I take the last shot before facing the she devil.