Coming Home: Dominant Devils Book 2 (24 page)

“No mother fucker you’re the fucking disgrace. You have no idea what fucking can of worms you rogue mother fuckers are opening. Hate to break it to you son but, your asses are carrying out Camren’s personal vendetta. You all, along with Carmen, are marked men. The uppers have put a price on your heads. I already plan on dragging your dead bodies out of here to collect a bounty on your heads to split with these assholes. The question is whether or not you wanna save your families.”

That got the boys attention, even Zeke’s before he turned on that cocky ass attitude again. “Bullshit. You don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about. Carmen wouldn’t fucking lie to me.”

The rest of us sat back and watched everything unfold. The next thing I knew the President of the Kingstree chapter ran forward and started whaling on Zeke. In between blows he kept telling him what a stupid mother fucker he was and how Carmen rolled on the boys he sent out here. “You, dumb fuck. That asshole sang like a fucking canary. These fucking Devils never stole from the club directly. All they did was get to some money that Carmen was planning on stealing before he had the chance to. He wasn’t even part of the fucking Grizzlies at that point.”

Well at least we knew why the fuckers thought we ripped off their club. Now the only question left was how an asshole from Denver knew about the money the old heads lifted in Vegas. I approached the visiting president to stop him. I might let him take these dickheads to collect a bounty but my boys were going to finish these fuckers.

“That’s enough,” I said halting the man delivering the beating. He turned with a murderous look on his face that might intimidate some men but not this one. “I’m willing to let you fuckers deliver them for whatever bounty you can collect but, these assholes have been fucking with my club for well over a damn year. We’ll be the ones to send them to hell.”

The guys from KingsTree didn’t seem happy with my statements but stepped back none the less. “Alright boys let’s have a little fun. Tank gets Zeke, that’s a no brainer but I want to know who the two fuckers where in Florida that beat the shit out of my girl and my sister.” No one spoke up leaving us to decide for ourselves.

“Well, Wall looks like we’ll have our pick of the last three but who are we gonna give the fourth one two?”

“Well, the way I see it Prez I get two. Not only did one of these dick heads rough up my girl, one of them shot me in the fucking shoulder,” Wall said with that evil smirk on his face.

“I forgot all about that. I like your way of thinking. You figure out which two you want and I’ll take whatever’s left. Let’s get this shit done, I’m ready for a beer,” I said out loud to my men.

Tank took his sweet time working Zeke over. He’s the only one of us that didn’t have to finish off with a gun. Wall was just as viscous but he had two to work his frustrations out on before burying a bullet in each one of their skulls. I decided to get creative with the butt of my gun. I might not have pulled a trigger but I pistol whipped that mother fucker until I caved in the side of his skull.

With the four assholes dealt with we made arrangements with the Kingstree guys to pick up the bodies to deliver to their higher ups. It was a win-win for me. I got to deal out the punishment but didn’t have to worry about disposing of four dead bodies.

With the day’s drama dealt with the fellas all went back to the clubhouse to let off a little steam. I left the guys to it and made my way back to my office to clean up and down a bottle of whiskey.

Avery

I had been in California for a little longer than expected. My head was everywhere but in the studio. It took me twice as long as it normally did to perfect my vocals. I was on day nine when I heard Layla’s voice come across the speaker. “Girlfriend what that fuck is wrong with you? You sound like shit babe!”

I laughed a little at my friend’s synopsis of my attempt to lay tracks today. I took my headphones off and made my way out of the booth. “Way to kick a girl when she’s down bitch.”

“Oh Avery don’t be mad at me for being honest chick. You know I love you and to the unfamiliar ear they wouldn’t be able to depict my back up vocalist not at her best. I’m not an unfamiliar ear and you’re not just my back up vocalist. Now why don’t you call it a day and come upstairs with me. You can drink for both of us while you tell me why you’re so bummed,” Layla said with her hand laying on her swollen belly.

“Yeah I’d like that. I need a break and maybe both of us can give Hunter a call before I decide to start drinking my problems away,” I said throwing my arm over my friend’s shoulder as we made our way upstairs.

After calling to tell my little man good night I was left with Layla and Demi in the kitchen. Trevor and Ember had taken Romy out for a drive with escorts. Demi pulled out the bottle of tequila, the salt shaker and a tray full of lemons. “Every time you stop talking you’ve gotta do a lemon drop. For every juicy detail you guys give me though I’ve gotta do the drop,” Demi said with a smile.

For the next two hours I poured my heart out to two of my closest friends. I only caught three of the lemon drops to Demi’s twelve. When Trevor and Ember returned back with Romy he asked Ben’s guy to carry her up to bed. I was about to head up to my borrowed room when Layla’s voice stopped me. “The jet will be ready to take you back tomorrow at four. You’ll have the morning and early afternoon to finish that last track and I’m sending your ass back to that fine piece of man you have waiting on you. I don’t wanna see you back here until the baby shower.”

“Oh I’ll be back for the baby shower but like I told you earlier he’s not waiting on me. I’m going back to give him a piece of my mind and set the record straight but be prepared for me and Hunter to be back,” I told Layla making my way to the stairs.

“Think what you want but, I’m betting he’s regretting those words babe. Make sure you call me to tell me if I’m right or not. Now take your ass to bed so you can get up and tackle that last track in the morning. Night girl,” Layla said as I moved up to my room.

Luckily enough I fell asleep easily and I wasn’t too tired when I woke at seven. I was down in the studio with Ember and Cali while everyone else was still in bed. It only took me four takes to nail it. With the two girls planning on staying in the studio for the day I took the time to give good byes and promises of coming back to visit soon.

Romy was just beginning to stir when I walked back into our room to start packing. I was floating around the room grabbing the few things Madison had packed for the both of us plus the remaining things of mine from the bus that Layla hadn’t shipped.

“What are you so happy about blondie? You’re packing does that mean we’re headed home,” Romy asked me?

“Yep! Get up hooker. I’m ready to get home to my little boy and work this shit out with Axle once and for all. Not sure where we’ll end up but that asshole is at least going to listen to what I have to say.”

“Hot damn! You don’t have to tell me twice. You get everything done you needed to? I’m not sure we’ll be able to sneak away if not,” Romy said as she jumped up to grab an outfit before I had everything packed.

“Yeah, finished up this morning. The label’s jet will be ready by four to take us back,” I said with a fake smile. On the outside I looked eager to go but on the inside I was falling apart. I have no idea what will be waiting on us when we return. I still haven’t worked out in my head how to handle the shit with Axle.

Before I knew it we were all packed and ready to go. We made our way down stairs for a late lunch and to say the rest of our good byes before catching our ride to the airport. Trevor was waiting on us downstairs with a bag at his feet.

“Where are you headed stud? Off for a crazy weekend in Vegas again,” I asked?

“Oh sweet-cheeks I wish I was but, it looks like I’ve got something even better planned. I’m going to hitch a ride with you. I was thinking I’d check to see exactly what the sleepy little town of Great Falls has to offer,” Trevor said giving me that megawatt smile.

I started jumping up and down squealing like someone who just won on the Price Is Right. “Oh shit!! This is great! Are you sure you wanna drop everything to come hang out with me? There isn’t much to choose from in the men department. I love you but you no those fuckers are as straight as they come,” I said giggling to myself.

“I can look babe even if they don’t like looking at me. I miss you chicka and I miss my nephew. I figured I’d fly out with you for a few weeks if it’s okay with you two.”

“It’s fine with us. I’ve got an extra bedroom at my apartment over the shop. You can crash with me, that is if this damn lock down has been lifted. You can keep me laughing while I work. Plus, over at the big house their all uptight. No swearing, no walking around naked, clean up after yourselves, no alcohol before noon and good luck sleeping in. I think Athena and Carrin are worse that the kids with the rise and shine bullshit,” Romy threw in.

“Sounds like a plan hooch. Now let’s give the pregnant lady some love and get this show on the road. Your ass kept me up too late dancing last night. I need my beauty sleep,” Trevor answered with a grin.

After saying a few tearful goodbyes to everyone I was leaving behind we made our way to the airport and boarded the plane that would take me back to the man who may or may not be waiting on me. It didn’t matter though. Right now I needed to see my baby. I’ve missed curling up with him at bed time and watching whatever god awful show he picked to watch until he fell asleep. With Trevor coming with me I know I would get through whatever the near future held with all things Axle.

Axle

I was sitting at the table with Hunter and the girls having dinner when my phone went off. As I fumbled with the fucking thing trying to get the text message up Madison gave me a questioning look. I guess I looked as eager as I felt. I’ve been on edge waiting for any word that the girls would be coming home. My last text message from Romy came it the wee hours of the morning. From the spelling she must have been a little drunk.

“Steel in Cal..btch aint don yet…let no when I no mor,”
is all she said. I texted her back asking what exactly she meant but never got a fucking response until now. It was just after seven our time meaning it was four in the afternoon for them.

“On plane now headed back. We should be landing there between one and two in the morning. If you come to pick us up don’t be bitching right away,”
came in from Romy.

I quickly texted back,
“I’ll be there with Wall or Throttle. Look for my truck. Lock down’s been lifted. BTW I don’t bitch.”

“Turning phone off…bout to taxi on runway…I’ll text ya when we land…Trevor is with us…BE FUCKING NICE...AND YES YOU DO BITCH,”
Romy fired back.

I didn’t realize I was chuckling until Hunter asked what was so funny. “Just a funny joke buddy,” I told my son. I wasn’t going to tell him Avery was on her way back tonight. He would never go to sleep if I did. If she found a way to call to tell him then so be it but, if it’s up to me it’ll be a surprise. I fired off a text to see who was available to go with me. Wall was the first one to text me back. Looks like the two of us would be headed to the airport. By nine-thirty we were in the parking lot waiting for word they had landed.

“How you gonna handle this shit Prez? You gonna go ape shit and throw the bitch over your shoulder like King Kong or what,” Wall asked me as we sat in my truck waiting?

“I guess I’ll see how she acts. I’m still pissed at them for taking the fuck off and trust me we will have that conversation but right now I just need to see her. I need to know that she’s coming the fuck back, ya know?”

I heard Wall laugh. The fucker was rolling. I punched the fucker in the arm before I started cussing. “What the fuck is so funny asshole? I’m not fucking this shit up! That bitch is mine. She always has been. Maybe it’s time for you to stop fucking laughing at me and get your head out of your own ass. You and Madison fix shit yet?” The asshole stopped laughing then. After a quiet second I snapped out, “I didn’t fucking think so asshole.”

Wall looked out the passenger window of my truck and said nothing for a while. A few minutes later he changed the subject. “Who’s this Trevor character? You check him out or what?”

“Yeah, I checked him out as soon as Avery had mentioned him. He’s clean from what Happy was able to pull up. His mom owns some bar out in California. From what Madison told me that’s how Avery meant him. Its where she used to work before the band found her. He’s a roadie for the band and an uncle to Hunter. My kid thinks the world of him and he’s gay so I don’t have to worry bout competition. Truth be told I owe him for looking out for both of them over the years,” I answered my enforcer.

“Well, Avery’s always had a good judge of character. I’m sure if she let him in then he’s good people.” Wall paused a second before speaking again. “Look I wasn’t laughing at you. I was laughing cuz it’s about time you went the fuck after what you want. I’m not getting all mushy with love talks and shit but I will say she’s it for you. I saw that shit years ago. Just don’t be a dumb ass like me. Anchor that bitch to your side. Get a patch on her back and ring on her finger. I’ve been watching you with little dude and Zeus with my niece. You two fuckers have me thinking that the family thing might just work.”

“You planning on putting a patch and a ring on my sister fucker? Or you just going to go straight to knocking her the fuck up,” I asked.

“Fuck no! I ain’t ready for no kid! I’m still getting used to the idea of putting my patch on her. Thing is I’m finally fucking ready and she’s given up. I waited too fucking long man. Don’t do that shit with that hot little blonde making her way towards the parking lot,” Wall got out before exploding. “WHO THE FUCK IS THAT?”

I turned my attention to the inked man walking with Avery and Romy. I saw Romy texting away before my phone dinged with an incoming text message. I didn’t even have to look to know it was Romy informing us of their arrival. I jumped out of the truck still in shock at the man walking with the girls. That can’t be Trevor. No way in hell that fucker is gay.

I heard Wall get out the truck and come up behind me. Together we made our way towards the girls and the tattooed man that had their arms linked together. “Who is that fucker Prez? Why the fuck is he all cozied up with Avery and Romy,” Wall was asking quicker than I could reply.

“If those girls know what’s good for them that dude better be Trevor and he better be the most-gayest-fucker to ever walk the face of the earth or I’m going to rip his goddamn arms off,” I spit back finally.

We moved in silence walking straight up to the threesome. When Avery caught sight of me she froze causing the other two to stop as well. When Romy noticed us she began to smile at the scene that was about to unfold. When the inked asshole let go of the girls he made his way straight to me with his hand out. “Hey man, I’m Trevor you must be Axle and you must be Wall,” Trevor introduced himself. I stood still for a few moments before I shook the man’s hand. When he moved to Wall though it was a different story.

“Trevor huh? You don’t look like you suck dick. This some kind of a fucking joke or something,” Wall growled?

I waited for the man before me to squeal or hide behind the girls but to my surprise he stood taller and gave it right back to my best friend.

With a smirk on his face Trevor snapped back earning him some respect in my book. “You’re just mad cause there isn’t a chance in hell I’d want your dick in my mouth but let me assure you I do, oh and I like it up the ass too. Now if we’re done with our stereotyping bullshit, how bout we give the two love birds a minute. They’ve got enough shit to deal without you trying to guess if I look like I suck fucking dick asshole.”

I waited for Wall to pummel the cocky asshole. Instead that fucker started laughing before finally sticking his hand out to shake Trevor’s hand. “I’ll let you get away with that fucker. That’ll be your one free pass but say shit like that again and it’s going to be a different story. As long as I don’t see you checking me out we’ll be fine. We don’t swing that way around here.”

Once I saw that I wouldn’t have to pull Wall off of the asshole I left them to talk amongst themselves and made my way to my woman. Instead of pulling my girl in my arms and taking control of what was mine I found myself stopping just in front of her looking into a set of haunted hazel eyes. The life that was on my girls face two weeks ago was long gone. I tried to come up with something to say but didn’t have shit. I stared at Avery, waiting for her to break the silence that fell around us. When I said nothing Avery took that as a que to move around me. When she walked past me I panicked. I reached out to grab her arm spinning her back to look at me.

“Avery, I’m sorry please say something,” I pleaded with her.

“You’ve said enough for both of us. I don’t want to get into this shit right now. I haven’t slept for shit. I miss my son and I’m ready to curl up with him,” Avery fired back.