Renegade Lady (18 page)

As much as I hate to admit it, sometimes it’s hard being around Chipper.  He reminds me too much of Mindy. Losing her was one of the hardest things that I’ve ever been through.   Mindy was just like a mother to me.  Shit, she was more of a mom than my mother even thought about being.   I would spend the rest of my life back at the Mateland charter, and let Timmons do anything he wanted to me, if it meant I could get just one more day with her.

Chipper makes out like he’s a badass, not to be fucked with, but around Mindy and me, he was always loveable and friendly.  Hell, Mindy used to call him her big teddy bear, and I used to tease him all the damn time about it.  Now, I only mention it when I’m drunk, and that’s not to tease him.  Instead, it’s to remind him how much Mindy loved him and how good he was to her. 

When Mindy finally passed away, there was a change in Chipper.  He still treats me the same as always, but there’s a sadness in his eyes.  Sometimes, I think watching him wallow away in his grief is worse than losing her.

I know Chipper didn’t want me to be a part of the club. We fought about it, but nothing he said could change my mind. Finally, Chipper gave in to what I chose, and I started working at The Kitty Kat.  Of course, him giving in doesn’t stop us from having a full out war whenever he feels the need to remind me that my life is too fucked up and he wants me to change it.

Trying to ignore him, I open my door and attempt to get in before he can get to me.  I don’t even get my ass halfway in the seat before his hand wraps around my upper arm and he pulls me out and slams my door. “When I call you, you stop,” Chipper growls out.

“Sorry, oh great master,” I say sarcastically.

His hand slightly tightens on my arm and he growls out, “Don’t test me, Jenna.”

I yank my arm out of his grip and fold my arms across my chest. “What do you want?” I say sounding bored, even though my heart feels like it’s pounding out of my chest.

“Heard Kidd finally laid claim to you. I gotta say, it’s about fuckin’ time.  Now, you need to smarten up a bit.”

“What the hell does that mean?”

“Leave the past in the past, Jenna girl.”

I shake my head.  “He can claim me all he wants.  That doesn’t mean I’m going to let him run my life. I do what I want, when I want.”

He shakes his head at me.  “If you think he’s gonna put up with your shit, you’d be mistaken.”

“Oh fuck off,
Daddy
. If he doesn’t want to put up with my shit, he can go choose another whore to claim. It’s not like there’s a shortage of bitches that wouldn’t give their left arm to wear his brand.”

He leans closes and whispers, “You better not forget who you’re talking to.  I won’t hesitate to lay your ass out.”

I roll my eyes at his words.  If there is one thing I know for sure, it’s that Chipper would never raise a hand to me.  “I’ve told you over and over again that I never wanted to be an Old Lady, but you never listened.    Something tells me you put him up to this shit, so now you have to talk some sense into him.  You need to make him see that I’m not the woman he wants.”

He shakes his head.  “Not gonna happen.  Kidd
claimed you, and now you’re his.  You need to get used to the idea, and you need to get used to it quick. Just to put your mind to rest, you’ve always been the only woman he ever wanted.”

I scoff at his words and blow out a frustrated breath, then look into his eyes.  “Yeah?  That’s funny.  I thought he wanted Sarah. The real woman that could make his dick hard.”

“Jenna, enough!” He shouts then runs a hand through his hair.  “I helped you out.  Shit, me and Mindy did everything we could to give you a real home. You know I love you more than anything, and she did too. How do you think Mindy would feel about the way you’ve turned out?” he says, shouting at me.

How dare he say that! No one, and I mean no one, throws Mindy in my face.   Before I can fully think my shit through, my fist is raised, and I clock him right in the jaw and split his lip. “Fuck you! Never bring her up to me again.  I loved her more than life itself!” I scream into his face, then get into my car and speed away. 

Only one thought crosses my mind as I head down the road; I wonder what my punishment is going to be when I get home.

CHAPTER
Sixteen

Kidd

I take a swig of my whiskey and stare at the financial reports littering my desk. Something’s not lining up.  There’s money missing, but I can’t figure out where it went.  It’s only a few thousand, not enough to make me think someone is skimming, but it’s enough to make me take notice, enough to make me realize that I am not a fucking accountant. I’m a biker, damn it.  I try to run the numbers again, but finally toss the papers onto my desk.   I need to hire someone to do this shit.  If not, I’m going to go crazy.

I’m about to head out when my office door crashes open. I look up to see Chipper walking in, sporting a split lip. He also has a small bruise on his jaw. No doubt he’s been fighting again. Not that him fighting is unusual, but him getting marked is. Usually, my
brothers’ are the one leaving with the bruises.  My eyes narrow as I take it in.

“Who the fuck did that to you?”

“Jenna,” he grumbles as he walks towards my desk and grabs my bottle of Jack.

I chuckle as I ask, “What’d you say to piss her off this time?”

“I brought up Mindy.  Asked her how Mindy would feel about the way she’s been living her life.”  He sits on the couch and sighs. “Dick move. I shouldn’t have done that shit.”

I flinch as soon as his words sink in.  Jenna loved Mindy in a way that was so pure, so true, that even someone that didn’t know them would be able to see the way she felt about the woman.  Even though Jenna only knew her for a little over a year, she still considered Mindy her mom. Some people might have thought it was strange, but I thought it was fuckin’ beautiful. 

Chipper throwing her up in Jenna’s face the way he did would tear her to pieces.  Most women would cry over it, but not Jenna, at least not the Ice Queen that Jenna’s became.  When she gets hurt, she fights back.  She’ll fight twice as hard when it comes to Mindy.  Anytime someone in the club brought her up, she would turn almost homicidal. Hell, she even shot one of the brothers, Brakes, in the leg, about a year after Mindy’s death. 

I had just taken up the gavel when it happened.  I was sweating bullets when the boys brought Jenna to me.  I knew it was my place as president to punish her, and there’s only one punishment for using a weapon on a member.  She would have to die, and I would have to be the one pulling the trigger, but when she explained what Brakes did, there was no fucking way I was going to make her pay.  In fact, I wanted to put another bullet in him myself. 

The douche was trying to get her to fuck him, but club girl or not, Jenna’s selective.  She knew Brakes was a piece of shit and wasn’t about to spread for him.  When he realized he didn’t have a chance, he told her that her pussy probably would have sucked anyway.  He said that he had a taste of Mindy back in the day, and she was a dead fuck. Considering Mindy helped raise Jenna, he figured she would be too. 

Needless to say, Jenna flipped her wig. Not only was Mindy dead, and half the club was still mourning her, but every member knows that you don’t talk shit about a brother’s old lady.  Yeah, Mindy was a whore before she wore Chippers brand, but whore or not, when a woman is claimed, she’s treated with same respect that you give her old man.

I shake the memory away, and then smile towards Chipper.  “So, what are you gonna do about it? I know you better than to think you’d let her get away with that shit.”

A month or two after Mindy died, Jenna decided she had had enough of Chipper’s drinking every fuckin’ day and decided to do something about it.  She waited until he left the house one night and called a lock smith.  When Chipper came home, he couldn’t get into the house.  Needless to say, he didn’t like it one fuckin’ bit.  He ended up breaking a window and crawling in. 

The next morning, Chipper went off on Jenna, but she played it off like she didn’t know what he was talking about.  She even told him that he was so drunk, he couldn’t figure out how to use a key.  When he got up to show her the keys didn’t work, the door opened. The sneaky bitch had changed his keys while he was passed out. 

This happened three more times before Chipper decided he needed to straighten his ass up.  A year later, she finally told him what she’d done.  He was pissed at first, but when she told him that she was tired of watching her dad kill himself, he got over his anger really damn quick.  He still had to pay her back, and he did that by having her car painted cotton candy pink.  My baby girl doesn’t do pink, so she was pissed as hell.  It took her nearly three months to earn enough money to have it repainted back to its original color. A few weeks back, she ended up getting her new car, and I thought Chipper was gonna blow.

“This was my own fault. I shouldn’t have said that anything about Mindy to her. You can deal with Jenna anyway you want.  You can just pretend that she never laid her hands on me, or you can remind her of the rules.” He grins at me.  “If I was you, I’d punish her, and I’d be creative about it when I did it.”

At that thought, my dick begins to swell. “Fuckin’ hell, bro!” I yell and try to think of something else, anything but being creative with Jenna; the financial forms, baseball, cats.   No, not cats. Not shit that reminds me of the The Kitty Kat and Jenna’s fine ass shaking across the stage. Now my hardening dick is rock solid.  I hear Chipper laughing and open my eyes, mumbling a short, “Fucker,” at him.

He stops laughing and looks at me seriously. “Just watch over my girl for me.   I know she’s grown now, but she will always be that scared little kid to me.  I’m worried about her. I know shit is bothering her. It’s more than just shooting Cary, even though that alone would fuck most people up.  There are still things she keeps from me, shit she just won’t talk about.   I watch her walking that edge and I feel like she could step over to the dark side at any moment.”

I nod, trying my best to ignore the pain swelling up in my chest.  “We need to talk to Reese and see if there’s something he knows that we don’t.”

Chipper shakes his head.  “She may be best friends with him, but he doesn’t even know half the shit that she has buried deep inside of her. I don’t think anyone does.  As close as she was to Mindy, she never even opened up to her.”

I get up and walk to Chipper.  I grab the bottle of Jack from him and take a long pull then look towards my brother.  “I’ll do my best to take care of her,” I say, hoping like hell she will let me. 

He nods.  “I know you will.”

Jenna

Within minutes of getting to the apartment complex, I’m fuming.  How could these bitches be so stupid?  Half the damn stable are showing signs of drug use.  I’ve been around this shit long enough to know the difference between a hangover and coming down from a drug high.  I look around at all the ashen faces and decide it’s time to scare these bitches straight.   “Who brought drugs into the club?”

Everyone stays quiet, so I decide that fear is the way to go.  “Do you know what happens to club girls that break the rules?”

I look around and watch a few heads shake.  Seems like I need to give my girls a refresher course on club rules.

“Of course, it depends on what the girl did.  If it’s something small, you’ll be punished, but you’ll also be allowed to stick around.  If it’s something big, I’ll kick your ass to the curb and you’re eighty sixed from The Kitty Kat and the Club for life.  No club member will even acknowledge you.”  I make sure to meet each girl’s gaze before going on.  “Now, if it’s something huge, that’s a whole new ballgame.  The bitch that fucked up will be lucky if she leaves Big Clifty breathing.”

I hear a few gasps and smile. I may be bluffing a bit, but that’s the only way to get things done with these chicks.  “We all know that bringing drugs into the club is huge offense, and since none of you will tell me who did it, I guess I’ll have to assume that all of you played a part in this.”

A chorus of ‘nos’ echo through the room.  “Well, someone better be telling me which one of you brought the shit in The Kitty Kat then.”

As soon as the words leave my mouth, I hone in on Cheyanne.  She’s looking around, doing her best to intimidate the rest of the women into keeping their mouths shut, but that bitch isn’t as strong as she thinks she is. She’s been Kidd’s go to girl for a while, so she thinks she’s got a little power, but that shit’s fixing to change.  Not only will she not be visiting Kidd anymore, she’ll also be getting an attitude adjustment.

I know she tries to play Head Bitch when I’m not around.  Guess it’s time to show her who the true leader is.  Without a moment’s hesitation, I walk up and grab Cheyanne by the back of her hair.  I pull her across the room and push her into the wall.  “You like to play mama to my girls, so I figure you know who brought the shit in.  You better start talking now, or I’m gonna assume it was you.”

A look of pure contempt crosses her face before she responds.  “I don’t know shit, and you can’t treat me like this! I’ll tell Kidd.”

“Oh, you mean my old man?” I ask, almost choking on my own words.