rid of a really bloody body, I’ll have a smoke. I don’t do it nearly as much as I used to or Cain will bitch at me about my health like he has a damn vagina between his legs.
The back door of the club closes behind me and I walk straight into 2 Piece going to town on Sadie. He’s yelling at her about seeing Twist again. Being her big brother, it’s eating him up inside that she and Twist have been getting really cozy lately.
Sadie takes off past me in a rush, heading inside the club, appearing a little embarrassed that I caught the tail end of their conversation.
“Calm the fuck down, brother.” I place my hands on 2 Piece’s chest, trying to get him to take a few breaths. He knows Twist wants his little sister, and it’s been driving him nuts all week. I don’t know what exactly happened this week to set him off more, but he’s been like a goddamn bear toward people and a few are starting to get sick of it.
“Fuck that, man. My sister is already pregnant by God knows who. Twist needs to stop sniffin’ around Sadie. He’s no good for her, we all know it. She’s had enough shit to deal with, she don’t need to be dealin’ with fuckin’ Twist of all people.”
“Look, I get that it’s your sister, but you gotta let her make her own decisions. Ever since you guys came back from Cali, he’s been taking care of her and that babe.”
“I don’t give a mother fuck. I take care of her.”
“Yo, it can’t be like that anymore. You have Avery. She needs to be taken care of first. You might not wanna hear this shit, but Sadie is a fuckin’ grown ass woman. Back off some, brother.”
“Are you fucking kidding?” He barks, looking like he’s ready to head-butt me.
As soon as Cain steps through the club door out back, he’s beside me, probably from hearing all of the yelling. We must be getting loud if people are hearing it inside. “Look 2, maybe just cool the fuck down some, bro.”
“You two are un-fuckin’-believable,” 2 Piece growls. “Especially you.” He shoves his finger into my chest harshly, emphasizing his point. “I figured that out of everyone, you’d be the one to have my fuckin’ back the most.”
“Fuck, man,” I shake my head. “Of course I have your back. I also have to think of the club though, not just about you and Avery.”
2 Piece flings his arm out. “Is that what this shit is really ‘bout? I have her cunt, but you don’t?”
Cain looks at me and shakes his head, “Not ‘bout to get in the middle of this shit here, bro.” He grumbles and walks to the picnic bench. He steps up on the seat to sit on the actual table part. The brothers won’t want any part of this fight if they hear what’s going on. I can’t blame Cain for stepping out of it.
“You know that bullshit isn’t true.” My eyebrows raise as my temper starts to build. Just because I wear a smile on my face toward him sometimes, don’t mean that a fuckin’ demon don’t still live inside. Trust that shit is still there, just waiting for the wrong motherfucker to piss me off enough to let him come out and play. “This has nothing to do with her ass.”
“Oh no? It ain’t ‘cause I get that pussy every night? Funny ‘bro, I see the way you fuckin’ look at her.”
“For fuck’s sake, 2 Piece, I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but I suggest you clean that shit up real quick. You’re not only bein’ a fuckin’ prick to your brothers, but now you startin’ to disrespect a little lady that damn well don’t fuckin’ deserve to have no one talkin’ ‘bout her like that.”
“You suggest, huh? I get it that you’re the fuckin’ Enforcer and all, but last time I checked, I wear a fuckin’ patch too. Doesn’t that count for shit anymore ‘round here?”
We’re interrupted by a throat clearing as Prez walks up behind us. “2 Piece, have you looked at Ares patch lately, brother? You’ve been in this weird fuckin’ funk, you been too busy to notice fuck else. As of
Mark Reinfeld, Jennifer Murray
Antony Beevor, Artemis Cooper