Page 1 of MC Princess
Prologue
Finley
4 years ago
“When darkness branches to your soul.
Light still finds a way to rise.”
Angie Weiland-Crosby
The darkness in my soul didn’t creep in, it didn’t meander around until it found an opening. It was raised there, fed and watered, nurtured and cared for until it was larger than life and ready to take over the world.
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I walk into the kitchen to find Haley and Monica working on food for a few of the brothers. Hang arounds are expected to tend to things like cleaning and cooking around the clubhouse when they are here. It sounds misogynistic but it's kind of how they pay their dues, most of them live here, taken care of by the club’s money, and the only thing that they ask is that the girls try to take care of the brothers. They don't complain because they get the security of the club and the guys are good to them, in a lot of different ways.
“Didn't expect to see you in here helping out,” Haley’s annoying ass voice says from over by the stove.I imagine that if a dying opossum could talk, it would sound like Haley.
“Oh, I’m not. I needed a soda and none of the ones behind the bar are cold right now.”
There are a lot of people that live on the compound with their children, and while they are expected to keep the playroom clean and pick up after themselves, they don't help with anything else. Most of the old ladies help where they want to but most of the other girls do everything.
It might have been right for me to help out around here when I grew up, but I hate most of the girls, and us being in the room together would end with someone getting a broken nose.
They both watch me as I walk to the fridge and back out again, I feel their eyes track me, but I don’t pay them any attention. I'm sure that they get mad that I don't help, but there are more than enough of them hanging around to get everything done. I always make sure to clean up after myself and I don’t expect anyone to cook for me, so I don’t know what they are all butthurt about.
“I don't think it's a good idea,” Haley says after the door shuts behind me. My feet stop moving and I lean on the wall beside the door just far enough to one side that they wouldn't be able to see me if they turned and looked through the window.
I am not usually one to sneak around and listen in on conversations that aren't mine but something about the way she said that, and that they stopped talking when I walked in the room makes me wonder. It might be wrong but if they didn't want to be overheard maybe they should have had the conversation somewhere more private or waited until they knew I was gone.
“Why not?” Monica replies.
As far as women that hang around the club, Monica is one of the better ones. She doesn't dress like a hooker all the time, she doesn't hit on men that are married or clearly interested in someone else, and she is always nice to the Ol’ ladies.
Damn, isn't that a list? Things that should be fucking normal for a human being and yet they make her one of the better women that walk these halls.I won't go as far to say that I like hanging around her–because I don't–but if I had to choose one of the hang-arounds it would be her or Betty.
Sadly, Betty hasn’t been around much lately.
“Because he is the VP. Plus, if he wanted to settle down, don't you think that he would have before now? He isn’t even on the younger half of the club. I just think that what you are talking about here isn't going to end how you want it to.”
They are talking about Scar, the beautiful blonde god of a man that became the Ghost Riders VP a few years ago. He is a scary mother fucker to most people, but I find that I am too distracted by how attractive he is to fear him. Even if he is 19 years older than me.
His voice has this low rasp to it that should make it sound like he is threatening you, but when he talks to me, I can only imagine what it would feel like for him to say dirty things against my ear.
I might have problems.
There are several things that she could have said that would have made me lose interest in spying on them but bringing him up isn't one of them. I would like to pretend that I am only interested in protecting the officers of the club and if anyone asked that’s what I would tell them, but it would be a lie.
“He just needs the right woman!” Monica argues.
“Oh, and we are supposed to believe that he hasn't met the right woman in his almost 40 years?”
“I see your point. Maybe he just needs the right motivation!” Her voice is higher now like she is trying to convince herself as much as she is trying to convince Haley. She wants to sound like she is confident in her choice, but she is failing.
“Monica! You can't think an accidental baby is the right way to go to motivate him!”
I didn't want to get ahead of myself and jump to conclusions but a part of me knew that this is where this conversation was going. She could have just been talking about focusing all of her attention on him and not sleeping with any of the other guys anymore. That wouldn't be enough motivation to make Scar marry her though, it would have to be something bigger than that.
