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She and Razor broke up a few months after she started working here, but I never made my move; it's forbidden in our club, even though several brothers said it's been long enough, so maybe give it a go. If he were just fucking her, then it wouldn't have mattered, but apparently, she ripped his heart out and fucked some other guy from a few towns over. Slicer wanted to fire her for what she did, but Pres said it was a lawsuit waiting to fucking happen if we did it out of obligation to a brother, so Cara tried to make her quit, making her first year here hell, but Leah took all that was given and kept doing her job without making a complaint, and now not only is she one of my closest friends, and she likes the brothers even though it's not greatly received by most, but she's also now bar manager, much to Cara's disagreement.
She fucking kicked off when she'd found out. I knew she was vying for the job, but she never tried to excel; she loved being on the floor while men groped her, so she didn't have the qualifications for it.
Sighing, I make eye contact with Leah, and she waves me over, making me furrow my brows, but I oblige and get up, heading over to her just as Cara wraps her arm around my waist. I don't think; I just act out of instinct, and I place my arm over her shoulder, continuing my walk over to the bar. I could swear I saw the pain in Leah's eyes but it's not there as we got closer making me furrow my brows some more,
"Everything ok?"
I can't keep the concern out of my voice, but she just clears her throat.
"I, uh, was wondering if I could swap my shift tomorrow?"
I tilt my head,
"Wednesdays are the days you requested not to be rostered on, as well as Fridays; tomorrow is Monday. Leah, I'm sorry, but you requested those days and signed a contract agreeing you'll work the other days we rotate you on."
I don't know why, but she made it perfectly clear that she could work any of the other days, but those two are off-limits, and at that stage, we were trying to get her to quit after she signed her new contract to become a bartender. It's in writing, and even for a close friend, I won't change it. Her requesting those days caused enough problems with the rest of the staff as it is.
Leah clears her throat. "I, uh, have a hospital appointment that they can't change. It's for a check-up."
My brows shoot high into my hairline. Fuck, yeah, that's a good enough reason.
"OK, and when are you going to make up the shift then? You know everyone will bitch and make out like you're getting special treatment; it's why we have contracts to begin with Leah."
I can feel Cara relax into me while I'm being harsh with the girl I'm in love with. I'll never admit it, but I have to be harsher when it comes to work.
Leah's face goes red. She crosses her arms over her chest and decides now's the time to speak loudly.
I know I just fucked up.
"So, you're basically telling me I can't have tomorrow off, FOR A HOSPITAL APPOINTMENT, if I don't make up the shifts when I work more hours than anyone, including you and Slicer? Maybe it's time for me to find a new fucking job then, and while I'm at it, Gunner, I'll give your sister a call, shall I?"
My eyes widen at her threat.
I'd not long found out that Dagger's woman, Melanie, was my half-sister. My parents had split for a little while, and my dad slept with someone else who turned out to be a druggie and a nasty woman. She made my sister's life hell after my fucking mother, who I have barely said two words to since finding out, offered to buy my sister, offering $100,000 to the man who was bringing her up and had no idea that she wasn't even his for full custody, causing him to pack up and leave. Her mom blamed her since she was just a little girl for him leaving when in reality it was hers for doing the dirty in the first place, and my mother's fault all because she couldn't have any more kids and wanted a little girl.
Mel doesn't want anything to do with my mom, and I don't fucking blame her, but she's willing to try a friendship with my dad, pissing my mother off. If Mel knew how I was currently talking to Leah as an employee instead of my friend, then she'd fucking kill me.
Someone snorts behind me, and I see Axel with a smirk on his face. "Alright, Leah, settle down; we both know you won't quit; you love us, and we need you too much. Gunner's just trying to make it fair for everyone, that's all. He's talking to you like an employee, not a friend of the clubs."
She nods her head, pain shooting through her eyes at his comment before it goes a split second later, and a smirk enters her face, both myself and Axel tense, knowing we're not going to like what she's about to say. She bends down and gets the rota book before looking at me, then at Axel. I remember a time when she wouldn't look at any of the brothers or me in the eye, and right now I'm kind of wishing for that time back because if looks could kill, we'd be fucking dead.
"Right, in my contract, it says my hours are 45." She opens the rota book, and I sigh, muttering 'fuck' while Axel swallowshard. "This week alone, I am down for over 70 hours because I'm down for set-up and clean-up because your STAFF thinks that's only fair because I requested two days, just TWO, for personal reasons not to be rostered on, AND THEY ARE NOT EVEN WEEKENDS, THEY ARE WEEKDAYS. So I'm now going to sort through this so I'm only doing my hours and the rest of your employees, including your fuck buddy Gunner, can take the slack for once. It seems as though you're finding it hard to help me out when I've done nothing but be your fucking loyal employee for five years, including a year where you all tried to get me to quit making my life hell, and then I'm going to go find a new job where I'm not taken advantage of and not treated like shit!"
My eyes widen while Axel clears his throat, knowing she means every word.
Fuck.
We have relied on her; the others did take advantage, and we never did anything to change it because she still treated our brother like shit. "Okay, tomorrow you can have off for your appointment, but, fuck, Leah, we'll have to have proof; we can't treat you like a friend of the club here, you know this."
She just scoffs and shakes her head before she gets her phone out while muttering, "So much for being fucking family; what a fucking joke the lot of them," making me wince. She's my best friend; the brothers tolerate her, but she'll never be family for what she did to our brother.
It's as simple as that.
I'm brought back to her when a voice echoes through her phone, making both Axel and I look at her in shock. It's a voice we know well, a voice we had no idea was even close to Leah.
"Hey, sweetheart."
Leah smiles,
