Midnight Philips' deep blue eyes cracked open as the sounds of some of The Lost Motorcycle Club, cheering and yelling came from where the bar was. The 44 year old woman has been dreading this day for weeks now, the day that Billy Grey was getting out of rehab.
"It is good to be back my brothers!" Midnight heard Billy yell. She sat up on the mattress that laid on the storage floor in The Lost's clubhouse, before rubbing her face and standing up.
"Well I guess it time to face the music." Midnight mutters to herself before leaving the storage room.
"So, aching for a fucking drink here." Billy says as Midnight walks into where the bar was. "Midnight Philips, damn you are looking fine for someone in their mid forties." He says, Midnight scoffing and walked down to the other end to the bar away from Billy.
"Still pissed at me hey?" Billy asks.
"You fucking think?!" Midnight demanded. "Pour us Willy Wetbacks, to celebrate the turd, Billy Grey, returning." She says, the guy behind the bar.
"Salut motherfucker." Terry says.
"To wet pussy and dry tequila." Brian says, as everyone clicked their shot glasses together before drinking it.
"Yummy. So, Johnny boy. Where's my bike?" Billy says, looking at Johnny.
"You know where it is." Johnny answers.
"Let me rephrase the question. Where the fuck is my bike and why the fuck haven't you got it back for me?" Billy demanded.
"Because you know where it is." Johnny says simply.
"Are you deaf? Give me that whisky." Billy says. "Are you fucking deaf?"
"No!" Johnny says, getting a bit angry.
"Then answer the Goddamn question!" Billy says. "Why the fuck haven't you got it back for me, friend, brother?"
"One motherfucking word: business!" Midnight snaps, getting fed up with Billy attitude. "Like Johnny told you when you were in there! Or were you so busy playing hoiler-than-thou, you started believing your own bullshit?"
"Oh forgive me M. You know I've had a complicated few weeks." Billy says.
"I can only imagine Bill." Brian says.
"You stay out of this, you fucking little pussy!" Midnight says.
"You know, coming off heroin is kinda hard. I think I acquired this touch of amnesia. What business is more important, to Johnny boy, than your best friend's bike, when he's close to getting a fifteen year stretch?" Billy says as Jimmy and Jason walked in. Midnight went to open up her mouth again.
"I will handle this M." Johnny says, Midnight closing her mouth shut. "The business that pays his lawyers fees, the business that puts food on all of our tables. The business that we are all in, while you out there pretending to be saved."
Billy slammed the shot glass down. "Get my bike!" He yells.
"What am I?! Your fucking dog?!" Johnny yells.
"I told you we should have got the bike." Brian says.
"You told me? You don't tell me shit, you little fuck!" Johnny yells, Billy placing a arm between the two of them. "Listen Billy, they were pissed and they had a reason. Your bike chopped that girl's leg off, you put Joe Jon's nephew in a coma. The Deadbeats kept the bike, we needed the money."
"You needed some balls, some fucking heart. I can't believe I'm hearing this shit." Billy says.
"And I can't believe I'm hearing this. After everything that we did for you, paid your rehab, lawyers fees, rent, paid everything, shit, we set stuff up for you. We do well, man but it's time to be smart." Johnny says.
"You're right, you're right, no, you're right, you know what I'm going to do? I'm gonna run right out there and buy a condo. Get a mortgage, 401(k). Then fold that over into an IRA and a CD. What the fuck man?" Billy says. "Be smart? You be smart you fucking chump, you're ridiculous. Have you got a healthcare plan?"
"Come on Johnny. Let's just get his bike. Come on." Jimmy says.
"Well, on your head be it." Johnny says.
"It always is. It's called leadership. Shit meaning something." Billy says.
"Yeah and your shit means a lot man. C'mon." Johnny says starting to leave.
"Johnny." Billy says, Johnny turning back.
"Yeah?" Johnny asks.
"Come here." Billy says, Johnny walking over. "Listen man, I'm a little pent up right now. You saw that shit I had to go through right? It was really frustrating, fucked up shit. Okay so I'm a little bit pissed and I've been a bit of a prick lately. But come on man, you, M and Angus built that bike for me. That's gotta stand for something." He says.
"Yeah, you're right brother. I'm gonna go get it and you know what? Peace and prosperity be damned." Johnny says.
"Peace and prosperity be damned my brother." Billy says as they fist bump. "You are my brother Johnny, always."
"Let's go!" Johnny says, everyone walking out to where their bikes were parked.
"Brothers. I couldn't let you run this errand without me. You might fuck it up." Billy says as he climbed onto the back of Johnny, blue and white Hexer.
"I think the only people that we have to worry about fucking this up is you and Brian." Midnight says, Brian flipping her off as the group drove off.
"Brothers aren't meant to be this close, Johnny. But until we're gonna have to be until I get my bike back." Billy says.
"Shit. I guess we gotta make a call on Pretty Boy. He's over in Bohan on Guantanamo." Jimmy says. Midnight tuned out to the conversation that Billy and Johnny were having up front. Ever since the accident that almost took her life and paralyzed her best friend, Angus, Midnight has always hated Billy.
"Hey M. How are things between you and that Irish boy?" Billy asks.
"That's my business not your. How about we just worry about getting your bike back?" Midnight says.
"Jeez, I was just trying to make a small talk that's all." Billy says.
"You don't get to really talk to me, not after that accident." Midnight says.
"So why are you still here then?" Billy asks.
"I fucking need to make a living, plus you guys would be fucked without me." Midnight says as they pull up at the shop. Jimmy, Johnny and Midnight walking into the shop.
"Pretty Boy." Jimmy says, Pretty Boy turning around and seeing them.
"Hey." Pretty Boy says.
"Where's the bike?" Jimmy asks.
"Oh it's good to see you too, tough guys and psycho bitch. Uhh… what bike are you talking about exactly?" Pretty Boy says.
"You know what we're talking about. Billy's bike." Johnny says.
"Billy's bike? Jesus, man, it's being a long time. I thought he was dead. What does he want it for? To sell it for crack right, eh?" Pretty Boy says.
"Shut up." Jimmy says.
"Listen you know how it is. Thing's pass hands, parts been changed up. Hard to say if that chopper's even around anymore. Sorry boys." Pretty Boy says.
"You will be, my friend. You will be." Billy says walking into the shop.
"Hey, good to see you again Bill." Pretty Boy says.
"Jim start up the bike." Billy says, Jimmy starting the bike up, while Midnight grabbed Pretty Boy by the head and brought him close to the back tyre.
"Wait, please, please no… no." Pretty Boy begs, Jimmy increasing the revs a little, Midnight lowering his head onto the tyre, making it slice Pretty Boys' face.
"Where is my bike?!" Billy says.
"Speak you ugly fuck!" Johnny yells.
"Ah.. okay listen, the Angel Of Death took it back to their place in Northwood." Pretty Boy says.
"Motherfucking Angels Of Death!" Billy says.
"That's all I know, I swear!" Pretty Boy says, Midnight tossing Pretty Boy to the ground. Billy picking a hammer up.
"Thank you." Midnight says.
"Yes, thank you." Billy says, before slamming the hammer into the bottom of Pretty Boy's face. The three left the shop and climbed back onto the bikes.
"Alright it's time to wrap this mothefucker up!" Midnight says they drive off. The group drove out to the Angel Of Death hangout.
"Screw the fucking Angel of Death!" Billy yells as they pull up. Everyone starting to open fire, taking down the Angel Of Death members.
"Lives were lost today. Can't say it wasn't worth it." Billy says as he walks over to his bike. "Back me up brothers and sister, we're heading for a drink." He says before climbing on and driving off.
"Okay Bill, you got your bike." Johnny says as they pull up outside the clubhouse. "Take what you gotta take, drink what you gotta drink, fuck what you gotta fuck. I don't care kill what you gotta kill, but get it out of your system. And when you do give me a call and we'll get back business."
"You're not my PO, brother. Remember who the head of the chapter is." Billy says as he and Brian climbed off their bikes.
"I do man… trust me." Johnny says.
"Tell me, do you still have Ashley's number? Why don't you call her for me? Tell her I'm inside, getting all sorts of fucked up and that I would really like some I mean we, meaning all of us, would some hole." Billy says.
"And on that note I'm out of here." Midnight says, before starting her red and white Hexer up and speeding off.