Creed: Fallen Angel's MC

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though.” Pointing my gun at the little prick in the front, I almost piss myself laughing when he shakes.
    “I don’t think that’s necessary.” Flipping my gun in my hand I bring the butt of it down across his face. So much for being the pretty boy.
    “I don’t believe we asked you.” Sharp sounds off next to me as the other guys laugh and chuckle to themselves.
    “Take pretty boy’s bike out.” Sharp points over the punks shoulder towards the bikes. Now this I will enjoy.
    I fire off a shot straight through his gas tank igniting that shit. In a big boom the bike explodes into a million pieces. I watch the pieces fall to the ground. It gives me a bit of satisfaction to watch that bike blow.
    “You feel better, Creed or you want to shoot somethin’ else.” Sharp laughs as the eyes of the Shadow’s widen. Yeah, we have them a little on edge now.
    “I don’t know Pres. I mean, the motherfuckers did try to blow my fuckin’ head clean off.” Sharp looks down at the pretty boy before he waves Tank forward.
    “Hold his hand out. Let’s make sure he doesn’t try to shoot at any more of our boys.” The Shadow’s all panic now. The guys move in closer. We have the number on them now and they know we won’t play games.
    Tank smiles as he grabs pretty boy’s hand pulling it out in front of him, holding it to the ground.
    “Don’t miss brother.” Tank chuckles as he looks up at me. If there was one thing I was superior at, it’s shooting. I never have missed a target.
    “Oh, I got this.” Firing my gun off pretty boy screams like a little girl. The sounds make me laugh hard.
    “You tell your Pres. That he better stop sendin’ you little bitches after my boys or we will rain a shit parade down on you.” Sharp spits at them before heading back towards his bike where we all follow.
    “You good?” He looks over at me before I nod and hop back on my bike.
    Revving the engines we all file out behind Sharp and make our way back to the clubhouse.
    I enjoy the short drive back before pulling in and seeing all the bikes and cars there. The cool night makes it that much better to ride. I’ve always enjoyed the night rides more than any other. I like the dark I guess.
    Parking the bikes we all climb off before I grab the bag I was initially set out to get, throwing it over my shoulder.
    “You got that?” Walking towards the door, I nod at Sharp.
    “Meet me in the office.” I nod and follow suit through the door.
    As soon as I walk I see the place is lit up like a fucking dance club. Hell, this is going to be one hell of a night.
    I follow Sharp up the stairs to the office not even looking for Jada. I didn’t see her when I walked in, maybe she stayed in the room.
    I drop the bag on Sharp’s desk and watch as he unzips it.
    “You did good back there. I’m proud of you. Go on and have some fun but at church on Sunday, we discuss the girl.” I nod my head before I turn and leave the office. I don’t know what he wants to discuss about her but I don’t have a very good fucking feeling about it either.
    Walking back down the stairs my eyes catch on Jada. A new fire burns through my body when I see Timmy’s hands on her hips. Oh this is going to be one hell of a night.

 
     
    Jada
    Everyone left in a big fucking hurry earlier and I had no clue why. Jenny, one of the girls here said there was an emergency but that’s all I heard.
    Creed went on a run earlier but hasn’t come back yet. I’ve been hanging out with Jenny and a few other girls just having a good time. Jenny doesn’t seem to like me a whole lot but I don’t let that damper my fun.
    “You ladies wanna dance?” Timmy one of the guys I met earlier comes over to me and Jenny. Of course she jumps at the chance but I’m a little unsure.
    “It’s just a dance sweetheart.” After I see him wrap his arm around Jenny I figure what the hell. He’s right, it is just a dance.
    “Alright.” I climb up and follow him out on the dance floor and

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