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“You think Cash and a bunch of bikers are gonna take your side when shit hits the fan? As a prospect you’re nothin’, Jett. Lower than dog shit. You’re more than that to me.”
“I’m lower than dog shit now, though. The difference is we could be part of somethin’, a true brotherhood.”
I almost snarl at him. What the fuck has gotten into his head?
“A true brotherhood?” My anger flairs.
“That isn’t what I meant.”
“I’m not a good enough brother for you? You need more?”
Nobody can hurt me. Nobody. Except my twin brother. He holds all the power to destroy me because he’s the only thing I care about in this godforsaken world.
And I thought I was the same to him.
We needed each other once. When both of us had nobody else, we had each other. That’s all that mattered. My, how the mighty have fallen.
Hearing about the NOLA Rebels MC over and over is driving me insane.
I don’t want to hear about anything that is going to take my place and leave me out in the cold. I won’t conform for him or for anybody.
“I don’t need more, but Cash is a good man. He’ll look after us, make sure we never have to return to the streets.” He kicks the guy who we’ve both left slumped on the pavement. “Shit like this gets old, Rock. You know it as well as I do.”
I shake my head. “Look after us? We’re grown now, Jett. You’re talkin’ like we’re kids again.”
He stares at me for a moment, trying to gauge if I’m being serious.
Oh, but I am.
Deadly.
Then he says, “Maybe we need to grow up.”
I have plans for my life and those plans don’t include being stuck in a one-horse town, being an asswipe for the NOLA Rebels. Not happening.
My brother trusts the wrong people, always has.
“You walk away now, we’re through.”
“Can’t keep doin’ this. Gonna end up in a concrete box with no windows, or a goddamn early grave.”
Betrayal runs through me.
He’s choosing Cash Hudson over his own flesh and blood.
“I thought our pact meant somethin’?”
“It does. You’re bein’ dramatic, brother. We can do this together…”
“Dramatic? You wanna join an MC, even though you know that’ll mean we’ll be split up? And they’ll treat you like shit. You won’t be doin’ anythin’ you’re not doin’ now and yet you’ll have to give all the money you make to them. And don't pretend you don’t care about me.”
“I’m doin’ it because I do care about you! I won’t live like this…” He points in my face, and I push him back. “I can’t, Rock.”
“I’ll fuck you up. I swear to fuckin’ God!”
He stands his ground, knowing my temper well. “I’d like to see you try.”
I pull my fist back, ready to punch him in the face, but then I stop. I’m being childish.
