All Chapters of The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

BeggarI'm in a hotel room and I just had a hot shower. It's AMAZING. Christmas and New Year might have come 21 years too late, but it sure as hell came early this year. My two weeks in the system didn’t mean I had a hot shower. I had a warm one a few times. Being the new kid meant I had to shower last and by then the water was bordering on Luke warm on a good day. And cold most of the other times. Today I got the shower first and the stinging of the water on my back and hair was sensational. I scrubbed myself with the bar of soap over and over again. I used all the shampoo on my hair, getting as much knots out as I could. When I got out of the shower my skin was shriveled up. The steam was everywhere, even on the mirror. I laughed, and it felt good. Storm knocked on the door asking what was so funny, my answer was, “I could get use to this.” He was quiet for a good few moments, then he banged on the door.“Hurry your ass up in there, I gotta take a leak.” Now,

Beggar He doesn't look at me at all. On the streets that would mean that the man got all mouth and no balls. The smile plays on my lips at the thought. But quickly dies a dry and painful death when he does and I gulp. “We need to talk about what happened today.”Storm moves a step to the side to block me again, he’s taller than Zero so it's an easy move. “You can talk with her once we in Kanla, with me there. She’s under my protection brother. Why don't you go calm down and take care of your woman!”“That shit isn't fuckin’ happenin’, something went down tonight. I wanna know what it is.”I mumble behind Storm’s back. He twists his body to face me, his eyes softening. “What did you say baby girl?”I shoot a quick glance at Zero, who is staring blatantly at my long hair, and swallow hard. Yes fucker, look, I’m a beggar with long hair, “I said, I want my pudding then I’ll talk.” Some of the tension eases out of Storm. And Zero seems to relax somewhat. “Can't, Venus ate

Beggar The wind blows through the thin material that does little to hide me and I come alive. I'm seen. For the first time I'm actually seen, not as a beggar but a human.It's too soon that we come across a service station. I expect him to leave me by the motorcycle and cringe when I see how stupid I am. He will be leaving me with nothing on besides Storm’s t-shirt. My nipples are still poking from the cold when he stops. The lights force my eyes to squint. And I can only imagine how dreadful I must look.He sees my outfit, and also my predicament. The eye with the scar twitches, getting smaller and angry in the light.I gulp, I'm feeling something, I'm just not sure what, but it's making me want to run, and get away, far away. Without thinking he slips his cut off and hands it to me. I say without thinking, because there's no way a biker who is thinking clearly would be giving me his cut.I'm street smart, I know he shouldn't be giving me this. It's a symbol, something o

Zero It's closing on midnight when we finally get to the Clubhouse. The iron rooted gates open and all the brothers file in, stopping in their parking spaces. I'm last to get in, Falon nice and snug to my back. I park my V-Rod next to Killer’s red Dyna just as the man jogs down the porch steps. The cold creeps in on my back when Falon gets off and rushes past Killer without a word. Most probably to go lay down. Her stomach has been cramping since the morning. And my guilt of not being able to help her has played on my mind since we got on my bike this morning. I tried talking to my woman before we left the Inn and again when we stopped for gas but she shut me out. I didn't understand it. My first thought was maybe someone said something about my trip with a certain girl last night. But I know my family. Still didn't explain why she barely spoke ten words to me in the past 16 hours. “What took you motherfuckers so long.” Killer hits my back and moves on to

Beggar We've been at the Clubhouse for an hour. Bull, Knight and Venus have since moved to the kitchen for half that time, preparing food. Chadley, Storm, Spade and Texas are setting the 24-seater black wood dining table I'm currently seated by.Where are the others? I'm not sure. I'm just glad we got here, finally. I haven't met the president yet, but Storm was kind enough to introduce me to the others.I'm good with names so I caught on quickly which earned me some points from the guys. The girls seem harder to crack, they haven't uttered much to me since we met. I think it's because of Wisp. I'm hoping they'll change their minds. I wasn't talking smack when I said I don't want any problems. What I'm hoping these biker girls would figure out soon is, I don't want a man more.“Yo girly girl, you want steak or sausage.” My head snaps up to see who's talking and to who. It's Knight and he’s talking to me. I pull my hoody down. Knowing it's rude to keep it on any longer.