I’ve never had an issue with Blaze. He’s Viking’s cousin and very loyal. But his admission makes my respect for him rise. Stupid, how just a few words can make you respect a man, but it’s true.
“Appreciate that.”
He nods. “But what are you doin’ here, brother? Your son and a woman, who you no doubt care for, is right down the street at your house.”
“I know; fuck, I know. We had a good night, I just needed to breathe.”
“Ah, yeah, that’s a big change. We’re here for you man, any one of us has your back if you need something.”
“Even a shovel to bury a body?”
“As long as it’s not the kids, then fuckin’ right.”
“If it’s the kids, I’d be slicing and dicing whoever is responsible.”
“And I’d help you in a heartbeat.”
Ex better watch out. Blaze seems to want to fill his spot as my closest friend. Not that it would happen, but Blaze has opened my eyes to him a little more tonight.
It will cost you nothing to dream,
and everything not to.
-GeniusQuotes.net
Church, four days later…
“We have a run coming up this weekend. Nightmare and Chaos, are you both still good for it?”
We both nod. It sucks because I’ll have to miss my visit with my son, but I’m not going to shoot down business. It’s my responsibility as an officer in the club. I’ll have to make a trip up during the week or something to see Maverick it looks like.
“Prez.” Blaze interrupts.
“Yeah?” Everyone’s gaze shoots to Blaze.
“How about I head out with Chaos this weekend?”
“There a problem?” Viking grumbles.
“Nah, but Nightmare’s just gettin’ to know his son. He needs off weekends more right now than the rest of us.”
My mouth drops open at his admission. I’m stunned, but I guess I shouldn’t be; we’re a family and try to step up when someone else needs it. I didn’t realize it was me that needed it though. I try not to ask anything of my brothers besides their loyalty.
“You good with that, Night?” Prez asks, and I nod, confirming. Hell yeah, I am.
I’m so damn grateful. I didn’t even have to say a word, and a brother stepped up for me. It’s another reason why the club means so much, and I’ve dedicated a large portion of my life to it.
“I appreciate it.”
No one says anything, blowing it off. It’s what we all do when someone says thank you like it doesn’t even need to be mentioned. It’s true, though. I am thankful, and now I get to visit my family—my other family, that is.
I guess that’s what Bethany and Maverick are, after all—my family. It’s been a long time since I’ve had someone actually blood-related to me. Ever since my father was killed, family has become whoever I chose, whoever has earned the title in my eyes.
“It’s settled, then.” My thoughts are interrupted. “Chaos and Blaze will do this weekend’s run. We have a club run coming up in two months. We all need to be on board, as it’s to welcome in a new Prez to an Oath Keepers charter.”
“Taking over the motherfuckin’ world.” Bronx snickers and we either chuckle or roll our eyes.
He’s young but has come a long way since we first came across him. Bronx was a part of the giant shit show when everything went down with Scot’s ol’ lady and Princess got held up at the bar. Viking overtook the old club. The Widow Makers MC and Bronx was one that patched over, along with Blaze, Torch, Smokey, and Odin.