Chapter 1 ~ Dagger
Dagger was locked in his room again. He sat on the floor, and just breathed in the quiet for a few minutes. The club was expanding and a lot, and most of his brothers now had their own women. Things were changing, and he knew it was for the better, he just didn’t know if he would ever find the same thing.
Only a handful of brothers knew he was a marine. He liked to keep that part of his life private. He had been stationed in Afghanistan with his best friend, Ty. They grew up together, and were thick as thieves. When Ty decided to become a marine, Dagger followed. A month before they were finished their tour, the vehicle they were in got taken out by a roadside bomb. Dagger hadn’t even gotten a scratch, but Ty had died.
Dagger had been lost for a long time, suffering, and not knowing where to turn. Then one day Preacher walked into his life, and basically saved him. He had found a home with the Stone Knight’s, and had started healing. He had learned to laugh again and had gained new brothers.
Now, he was known as the comedian of the club. He went out of his way to make sure he kept things light. He could forget when things were crazy and the brothers were laughing. It helped keep him sane.
But when it was quiet, like it was now, he savoured it. Sometimes he wanted to just breathe, and remember Ty. He always complained when they pulled this shit, but secretly, he sometimes needed it.
Figuring he had been in the room long enough, he climbed to his feet and walked into the bathroom. He grabbed the nearest towel, wrapped it around his arm, and walked over to the bedroom window. Without much effort, he pulled back and slammed his elbow into the glass. It shattered immediately, and he quickly pulled the leftover shards out of the way. When the frame was clean, he dropped the towel over the sill, and climbed out.
In minutes, he was walking in the main doors. Dragon noticed him first, and his head spun from him, to the back hall, and to him again.
“I thought you were in your room?” he frowned. “Where the hell did you come from?”
Dagger just grinned. “I have dynamite you idiots. You know you can’t hold me down for long.” He sat at the bar, and motioned for Smoke to grab him a shot of whiskey.
“If you blew a hole through the god damned wall, I’m gonna rip you a new asshole,” Preacher growled, as he sat down beside him.
Dagger smirked at his president. “I’d never do that”, he said in mock horror. “Besides, I have a date with a hottie, I can’t break her heart by not showing up.”
“Who’s it this time?” Dragon asked. “The clerk at the convenience store, the bartender, or one of the dancers at the strip club?”
“They had their chance,” he said with a wave of his hand. “This is a new girl I’ve been seeing for about a month now.”
“You gonna bring her around so we can meet her?” Trike asked as he joined them.
“Nah,” Dagger replied. “It’s just a girl I’m having some fun with.”
“You’ll find the right one soon,” Trike smirked. “And I bet she’s gonna be a handful.
“Right,” Steele added. “I want to see you with someone who gives you a run for your money.”
Dagger chuckled. “Not likely,” he told them. “My girls gonna be sweet and soft and quiet.” All the bikers within hearing distance snorted.
“Your girls gonna be a hell raiser,” Sniper said. “I bet you one hundred dollars she’s worse than you,” he declared, as he slapped a hundred dollar bill on the bar. Immediately, six more hundreds landed on top of the first one.
“You fuckers suck,” Dagger complained. “I’ll take that bet, and you all can kiss my ass when I prove you wrong.”
“You’re gonna have to sell your Harley to come up with the money your gonna owe us all,” Steele teased.
“Fucking bikers,” Dagger growled, as he pushed off his stool and made his way to the door. As he opened it, he heard the bikers laughter following him.
It wouldn’t happen, he thought to himself. His sweet girl was out there, and he’d fucking find her.