Tabios….
I hear my cell phone ringing on the night stand but I really don’t feel like answering it. I know that if I answer that phone that will mean I’ll have to get up and leave Angels side. After I helped her close the club last night I decided to bring her back to my house instead of taking her home. Of course she resists it at first but I found a way to convince her to stay the night. I lift the cover off her to watch her naked body. I can never get tired of starting at this body. My cellphone goes off again. Angel turns on her side exposing her ass to me. I lean over her to answer the phone “What?” I run my hand down her smooth milky skin. “Don’t fucking what me where the hell are you?” Josh asks pissed off. I lift Angel’s leg and settle in between her leg. “Home” I whisper. I grab my cock with my hand and place it right on her opening. I know I know I have a fucking problem but what the hell. “Why the fuck are you whispering? You know what I don’t give a fuck I need you here now?” he yells.
“What the fuck is up your ass?” I ask. Angel throws her back into me. Even when she is asleep her body wants me. “Hm let me see maybe because in a couple of minutes I have a fucking meeting with the Diablos Prez and my fucking VP is nowhere to be fucking found” he says. Fuck that was today? I roll over to get dress “Fuck I’ll be there”. I reach for my jeans and shirt. “Now” he orders before hanging up. Fuck, Fuck, Fuck! How the hell did I forget? We have been talking about this for days now. I run into the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth. I grab my VP jacket and run into the room. I lean down to give Angel a kiss on her forehead “See you later baby”. I grab my keys and speed the fuck out of there.
“Well look who remember he was the VP” OB states as soon as I entre the club. “Shut the fuck up OB not right now” I say. I am already in deep shit with Josh to hear it from him too. “That pussy must be fucking great to make you forget your obligations” I hear him say. That’s it I have had enough with his bullshit. I turn back around to face him “What the fuck did you just say?” I get up in his face. I don’t give a fuck if he talks shit about me but if he even mentions or refer something about Angel I’ll kill him. “I think you should back down before this gets ugly?” he says. He has no idea how ugly this is going to get if he doesn’t take what he said back. “Enough” Josh emerges from his office “save it for the fucking Diablos”. He walks pass us “Let’s roll”. OB growls as he walks pass me. Fuck, I just want this meeting to be over so I can get back to Angel. Like the pussies that they are the Diablos decided to meet up at a dinner that is in the middle of our territory, it takes us about 30 minutes to get there. “All right this is the plan,” Josh says as we pull up “Barbie, Crash, OB, and Clutch are with me and the rest stay in the parking lot if you see or hear anything unusually you come in blowing heads do ya understand?” he ask. We all nod in agreement. Josh turns towards us “Now you guys keep ya fucking cool at all time we all know that they are going to try to push our buttons for us to give them a reason to start the party but we aren’t here for that, there are innocent people and I will not have innocent blood on my hands ya understand” he ask more aggressively this time. He reaches his pocket and pulls out the old as cigarette carton. He pulls out a cigarette and put it behind his ear “Let’s fucking rock and roll”. We all check our guns before walking into the place.
As soon as we walked in the dinner the whole room fell silent. “Um how many?” the petite waitress asks as her hands shake. I know we look like fucking killers but dam I didn’t know it was this bad. “We’re meeting some dick heads” Crash says. She nods her head “Follow me”. She walks us to the back of the room where the Diablos are waiting for us. “About fucking time, did ya go to the salon to get your hair and makeup done?” Psycho says, causing the table to laugh. “Oh I am sorry we thought ya were the bitches since last time we check we fuck ya and kick ya out our town” Crash answer causing them to stop laughing. “Enough” Josh takes his seat across from Killer, the Diablos Pres. “Why are your men in our territory?” Josh asks getting straight to the point. I stand right beside Josh protecting him while the rest of the guys stand behind him watching his back. “Where are my men?” Killer asks as he lights up a cigarette. He inhales some smoke and exhales it to the side. “Well we send you one back and the other one well let’s just call him collateral damage” Josh leans back in his seat with a smile. Poor bastard he is probably burning in hell for all the shit he has done. “You know the rules an eye for an eye or should I say a man for a man” Killer smirks. I hear Clutch growl, OB takes a step forward but Crash stops him. Josh leans into the table “You touch one of my men and I will personally chop your fucking head off”.
Psycho, their VP, takes a step towards us. “Don’t do it” I shake my head as I reach for my gun. If he even breathes the wrong way I’ll blow his fucking head off. “Psycho not here” Killer pulls him back. Not here? They are planning something. I look over to the guys to see if they understood the same thing I did and they all nod their heads. “The reason why my men were on your side of the town is because they were looking for something” Killer answers. We already knew that. “What is it?” Josh asks.
“Well see our brother here,” he points to a black hair fucker behind him “his bitch decided to take a vacation without her Oldman permission and we herd she was here” he says. All this fucking drama over a bitch? That doesn’t sound right. “You can’t control your bitches?” OB smirks. The black hair steps forward “Mm maybe you should lend me your bitch and see how well I could tame her”. Fuck! Before anyone could react all hell broke out. OB reaches for his fucking gun and points it directly in his face “What the fuck did you just say?” The Diablos behind the dark hair pull out their guns and so do we. “Look we don’t want any trouble we just want the bitch to be return that’s all” he smirks. I reach over to OB and pull down his gun. Josh is exposed to the fire. Killer nods and his men put down their guns. There is something about that smirk that I don’t fucking trust. “I can’t do that” Josh says.
“What the fuck do you mean you can’t?” the dark hair ask all aggressive. I can see it in his face he is ready to kill someone. “If she fucking in the first place it’s because she didn’t want to be with you and I am not going to fucking trade her in like a fucking animal or slave that’s not for me to say” Josh says. He is right of course. We don’t fucking trade women, we aren’t in the fucking 50’s plus something tells me they are using that poor woman as an excuse. “Plus we don’t even know if she is even here” Josh adds. Killer nods his head “How about this if she is here you’ll let me know and we see from there”.
“If I do this you’ll keep your fucking men out of my town” Josh asks. Killer nods “Manic show them a picture”. The black hair dick head reaches for an envelope and places it on the table. Josh leans towards to open it. I am to bust to keeping my eyes on the fuckers in front of us to look at the picture. Know thing the Diablos they would wait for us to be distracted to make their move. “That’s her we just want to know if she is here” Killer asks. Josh looks at the picture and quickly turns it upside down. “No, we haven’t seen her” he says.
“Show your men maybe they have” Manic smiles. What the hell is so fucking funny? “I said no” Josh stands “I don’t want to see any of your men in our territory and if I do see them, they are dead”. I lean into the table to grab the envelope. Josh shakes his head for me not to open it. What the hell? “That’s fucking bull shit” Manic slams his fist on the table. Killer stands “If she is there we are going to get her I don’t give a fuck if you agree or not”. Josh reaches for his gun but doesn’t pull it out “Is your fucking funeral”. He kicks the chair out his way and walks away. We stay behind to make sure they don’t try anything. “Fuck!” Manic kick the chairs and flips the table over. “Relax bro we’re going to get her” Killer says as they watch us leave.
We walk outside still looking over our shoulders. Josh walks up to the rest of the guys “Prepare yourself for war this isn’t over, I want everyone and their family at the club house, I am declaring a lock down starting now, OB call in some of the brothers from out of state and tell them we need back up, Rebel go get more guns and bullets, Silent go with him from now on no one goes anywhere alone. This is going to get fucking nasty, someone call IQ and tell him to get his ass back home NOW!” Josh says. What the fuck is he talking about I thought he said she wasn’t here? “I am down to kick some ass but I thought you said she wasn’t here” I say. Josh turns back around to face me and slams the envelope on my chest “Open it”. Everyone stops what they are doing and face us. What the hell? Why do I care who is in this envelope? I reach for the envelope and pull out the picture. All the fucking blood rushes to my face when I see Angel’s face. “Oh fuck,” Crash says behind me. “FUCK” Rebel yells. Oh fuck is right.