Chapter 1: Gunner
I watched as the house across the street had been sold. I sure hope it does not have a bunch of teenage girls. I don’t need that kind of shit, and neither do my members.
I watched as a woman and for boys all well over 6 feet, 4 inches or more tall got out of the cars. Then I noticed the Indian motorcycle pulled up and parked behind a truck.
My VP and I watched as a small boy got off. Then our mouths dropped open. It was a girl whose hair flew down her back, past her hips as she took off her helmet.
We heard one of the boys yell something and she ran over and jumped into his arms. She is short, very, short. But I am looking at the older woman. She has dark red hair that flows down her back to her hips. She is about 5 feet, 9 inches tall with long legs.
As we watched them walk around the property, we heard the boys talking about how much land came with it. And there were two three car garages.
And a huge metal building in the back. We sat watching to see what happened next. Sure, enough the for-sale sign was removed.
We watched as the older woman and one of the older boys got into the truck and headed to town. Just then the bigger boys grabbed the girl and started tossing her back and forth.
We heard them yelling she had to agree to something. I heard her yell “fuck you guys.” They stood her on her feet and crossed their arms. Looking down at her.
They started yelling at her and I laughed as she just stood there and glared at them. She showed no fear of them. “Dam that little girl is a spitfire” I said looking at my VP.
My VP is a 24-year-old man that loves pussy. My VP’s name is Ripper. He looked at me laughing. “She is a handful, isn’t she?” The we really laughed as she walked away giving them the finger.
I was so pissed at my brothers. I just turned 18 and will graduate from high school this year. My brothers rang from 25,24,23,22, and 20. Ace is 25, Turk, is 24, Panther is 23, Racer is 22, and Fist is 20. Mom stopped having kids after I came along. My dad died in a bar fight trying to protect my mother.
My dad’s brother is the president of the Wild Eagle MC. of Lima, Ohio. His name is Hunter. He told mom about this house. Mom sold our house and decided to move from Fort Wayne, Indiana to Celina, Ohio. I sit down on the porch and lit a joint.
I looked up and saw the moving truck pull into the driveway. I walked into the house and looked at all the bedrooms. I turned left at the top of the stairs. I walked down the hallway and opened the door. This is my room; it has its own bathroom.
“I opened the window and yelled down that they better pick their bedrooms because this one is mine.”
They can’t argue with that because this one is purple. A girls room. I heard them running toward the room I was in. My brothers were yelling they want this one until they walked in and saw the walls are purple.
“Fuck that” they said. They all turned and started looking around until they all had picked the rooms they wanted. My bed was up and the boxes stacked against the wall. I made my bed, then started hanging my clothes in the closet. Then I put them in the dresser.
My desk was against the wall next to the door. I had everything unpacked and turned my radio on. Then I climbed out my window and sat on the roof.
I looked up and saw her sitting on the roof. She couldn’t be more than 18. I heard one of her brothers yelling at her to get off the roof. I caught my breath as she walked to the edge and looked down at him.
Granted it could not be more than 5 or 10 feet off the ground. But she could fall and hurt herself.
“Do you really want me off the roof Ace.” She asked.
“Get off before you fall.”
I watched as she sat on the edge of the roof. Then she jumped off.
“Fuck,” I said standing up. Then I saw him catch her.
“Will you stop doing that Star.”
“One of these days you are going to get hurt.”
I heard her laugh and my breath caught in my throat. It was beautiful. I saw another brother walk out on the porch and he said, “Mom just called.” She is on her way home with groceries. She will need help unloading them.
She also said she had some news for us. We turned as mom pulled into the driveway and parked. We all started carrying groceries into the house. We started putting them away.
Turk asked. “What is your news mom?”
“I got a job at the nursing home down the road.”
“I will be the nurse in charge and work the morning shift.”
“There is a nursing assistant position open on the second shift.”
“I brought you an application home, Star.”
“You can work after school. Here is the application.” I start in two days. I can take your application in when I go to work. I took it to my room, filled it out then gave it back to my mom.
“I am going to park my bike in the big shed out back. I said walking out the door. I walked over sat on my bike and started it. Then I started it and rode around the cars and trucks to the back yard.
I drove it into the building parked it, shut it off and got off walking out of the building. I walked over to my mustang and parked it in the garage. I then walked back into the house.
