Another One
Feb 22, 2016 13:43:30 GMT -5
Post by Dreamscape on Feb 22, 2016 13:43:30 GMT -5
Another day. Another night. Shit just been flying by lately. And with every day passing me by it seems like I’m just getting more and more tired of this shit. I’m trying my hardest to keep straight and not give up though. I just gotta stick with it you know? I was chilling at the bakery today. Business been booming lately but in terms of me actually going out and doing something not so much. After kicking the college kid’s ass the other day and getting him to pay up what he owe I haven’t really done all that much but bust my ass over in Carolina tryna get better in the ring or just here working like a normal employee. If not that I’m right here in the clubhouse doing nada. I didn’t mind it really. I like the quiet. No one ever bothers me when I’m just hanging out by myself. Gave me more time to think about some stuff.
I’ve been thinking a lot about my mom lately. I try not to ask too many questions about her or my father. Every time I do it seems like some of the guys get a bit uptight about it. Don’t wanna say nothing to me. Guess they think I can’t handle it or something. I don’t know...But the more and more I think about it I’m starting to think they have something to hide. Some shit I just shouldn’t know. Wouldn’t be the first time I was kept out of the loop about something that had to do with the club. I was younger then and didn’t know much. I was just getting into this shit and I ain’t rank high enough to know bout some of the shit. But how come they don’t wanna tell me a whole lot when it comes to my mother? Like why do these fellers act like something just crawled up they asses once I start asking bout her. My father even...Even though I have yet to find a fuck about that feller.
I’ll start uncovering that shit soon enough. For now I’ll just keep my head down and do what I gotta do. Shit’s just suspicious you know?
Strolling into the clubhouse was Mike and few others. He pointed to me.
“Wolfy, need to talk to ya. C’mon.”
I wonder what it could be. I didn’t ask any questions I just got up and followed the others to the meeting room. Once we were all seated around the table Mike looked around to all of us and rubbed his chin.
“Alright boys. I just got word from Prez that a real big shipment coming up from down in Miami. The shipment ain’t stopping here obviously we’re good on everything. He just gotta help transport it up to the state line so them boys in Indiana can take over from there.”
As soon as he said said the name “Prez” I knew exactly who he was talking about. Well everyone knew who he was talking about. Mike might be our charter president but Winters runs the whole show. Just like me though not everybody met the guy. Some have...The stories of I heard. I tell ya..
“What’s the shipment?..If you don’t mind me asking.”
Mike looked over to me and nodded.
“Pure H. Some real heavy artillery. Looks like these Reyes boys are gearing up for something big. I don’t know what just yet but they want all this transported up to Canada asap.”
I rubbed my chin and nodded. I didn’t need to know anything else. Just that if this shipment is as big as it sounds it’s gonna need all hands on deck to protect it. Just hope the fellers in blue keep the hell out of it. ATF is a mother fuck.
“When can we expect all this goin’ down boss? Promise my ol’ lady I’d take her to go see the darn Deadpool movie.”
Toby said...Toby wasn’t the brightest of the bunch but he sure could kill like a damn fly swatter to a fly. Kid was in the army so that pretty much explains that. He trains most of the new peeps on how to handle they guns and what not. Me and him came in right about the same time. He just got back from Iraq or Afghanistan..One of them damn countries. I don’t know how the hell he ended up with the likes of us but I ain’t complaining. Ain’t none of my damn business.
“This weekend. Be ready boys.”
I’ve been thinking a lot about my mom lately. I try not to ask too many questions about her or my father. Every time I do it seems like some of the guys get a bit uptight about it. Don’t wanna say nothing to me. Guess they think I can’t handle it or something. I don’t know...But the more and more I think about it I’m starting to think they have something to hide. Some shit I just shouldn’t know. Wouldn’t be the first time I was kept out of the loop about something that had to do with the club. I was younger then and didn’t know much. I was just getting into this shit and I ain’t rank high enough to know bout some of the shit. But how come they don’t wanna tell me a whole lot when it comes to my mother? Like why do these fellers act like something just crawled up they asses once I start asking bout her. My father even...Even though I have yet to find a fuck about that feller.
I’ll start uncovering that shit soon enough. For now I’ll just keep my head down and do what I gotta do. Shit’s just suspicious you know?
Strolling into the clubhouse was Mike and few others. He pointed to me.
“Wolfy, need to talk to ya. C’mon.”
I wonder what it could be. I didn’t ask any questions I just got up and followed the others to the meeting room. Once we were all seated around the table Mike looked around to all of us and rubbed his chin.
“Alright boys. I just got word from Prez that a real big shipment coming up from down in Miami. The shipment ain’t stopping here obviously we’re good on everything. He just gotta help transport it up to the state line so them boys in Indiana can take over from there.”
As soon as he said said the name “Prez” I knew exactly who he was talking about. Well everyone knew who he was talking about. Mike might be our charter president but Winters runs the whole show. Just like me though not everybody met the guy. Some have...The stories of I heard. I tell ya..
“What’s the shipment?..If you don’t mind me asking.”
Mike looked over to me and nodded.
“Pure H. Some real heavy artillery. Looks like these Reyes boys are gearing up for something big. I don’t know what just yet but they want all this transported up to Canada asap.”
I rubbed my chin and nodded. I didn’t need to know anything else. Just that if this shipment is as big as it sounds it’s gonna need all hands on deck to protect it. Just hope the fellers in blue keep the hell out of it. ATF is a mother fuck.
“When can we expect all this goin’ down boss? Promise my ol’ lady I’d take her to go see the darn Deadpool movie.”
Toby said...Toby wasn’t the brightest of the bunch but he sure could kill like a damn fly swatter to a fly. Kid was in the army so that pretty much explains that. He trains most of the new peeps on how to handle they guns and what not. Me and him came in right about the same time. He just got back from Iraq or Afghanistan..One of them damn countries. I don’t know how the hell he ended up with the likes of us but I ain’t complaining. Ain’t none of my damn business.
“This weekend. Be ready boys.”
[REC]
“Who I got this week? Some dude name Gunther?”
Mylo sighs and shakes his head as he looks into the camera.
“I can’t do this shit today coach.”
Mylo got up and walked off the set.
“Mylo?! Mylo?!”