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CHAPTER THIRTEEN
South
Two Days Later
I’ve settled into the club now for a few weeks.
I feel like I am getting a handle on how things work around here, and I have to admit, I like it here, but I miss LA. The pull of my brothers back home is starting to sink in because it’s not like I didn’t love the guys back in Los Angeles. There was nothing wrong with the LA clubhouse. I simply needed something fresh. And I have certainly gotten that here in NOLA.
As I pull out my cell, my homesickness grows a little more when I see a text from Bella.
Smiling instantly, I swipe the screen.
Bella:Hey, just checking in. You still alive, or have you been eaten by those big-ass mosquitos?
I laugh and nod because the mosquitos are fucking huge here. Instead of typing back, I dial her number as I sit back on my bed.
It rings for a few moments, and then she answers, “Hey, little bro, youarealive!”
“I am. Sorry I haven’t called or texted. Been busy. Club life, you know how it gets?”
She hums down the line. “I don’t, but I can imagine… robbing banks and stealing cars, beating up old grannies is all in a day’s work,” she jests, and I roll my eyes in response.
“You’re a bitch, and I’d only beat up an old granny if she was part of a zombie apocalypse. Other than that, grannies are safe around me.”
“But cars and banks are free range?” she states.
I chuckle. “Well, never say never, desperate times and all that.”
She laughs. “I’ll be sure to keep some bail money handy at all times.”
“Probably a good idea at this point.”
“Jesus, Romeo. You’re not being serious, are you?” she asks with more sternness.
“Am I ever serious?” I ask.
She snorts. “Hardly ever! But on the occasion that you are, it’s always because of a real-life situation. Something big.”
I sink into my mattress and exhale. “Yeah…”
She is quiet momentarily and then continues, “Hey… is something bothering you?”
I know Ingrid said she wanted to keep us under wraps. I know she wanted to keep everything about her situation quiet until she’s ready to talk, but honestly, all this secret keeping is fucking killing me.
Especially from my president.
I feel like I need to talk to someone.
And maybe that is someone whocan’ttell the people here at the club.
“Bells… you remember the day when we were younger, and Reaper from Defiance came over to our home and brought his new Old Lady, Ingrid, and their two kids, and I kinda lost my shit at you?”
She scoffs out a laugh. “You threw a trophy at me if I remember correctly. But yeah… why you bringing all that stuff up?”
“You remember how Ingrid was the only one who could calm me in that moment, and how after that day, I kinda changed?”
She snorts. “Yeah, you wouldn’t take any more of our parents’ bullshit. You started standing up for yourself. Where’s this going, Romeo?”
