Jinx (Kings of Carnage MC) - Chelsea Camaron Page 0,5

mass amounts we have been running through Uprising.

“Rail Wreckers,” a voice yells out into the quiet of the night. “We wreck the shit in our way.” My annoyance grows. Cocky motherfucker is nothing more than a wannabe badass without the balls to actually do shit.

I shake my head thinking what a fucking stupid tag line for a bunch of immature punks. Hell, half the fuckers aren’t even legal. Acne covered teens with chips on their shoulders thinking they know life, and they don’t know shit. Running away from home, running from the problems instead of facing it and finding the right way out. To me, they’re nothing but cowards.

“Drifter shut the fuck up,” another male calls out. Well, at least someone has enough sense to shut the dipshit from before up.

Drifter, I think, how fucking cute. These wannabe thugs piss me off. Little nicknames they think give them some kind of street cred don’t mean shit. Definitely, someone should have used a condom the night they were conceived. Hell, at least if their dad’s would have pulled out, the DNA in these fuckers never would have been strong enough to find the egg in the precum.

The Rail Wreckers, as they call themselves, are nothing but a bunch of modern-day hobos pretending they are badass motherfuckers, who really don’t know shit about shit.

Sure, to live that life they’re either bat-shit crazy, stupid, or on the run. None of that makes them the tough-nuts they think they are. Cocky bastards hop train cars from one stop to the next. They tag shit with their crappy graffiti, making a mark of their territory—so they call it. Destruction of personal property is what the law calls it. Either way, it’s a waste of energy, but again, as long as the Wreckers keep to themselves, I’ll let them be. They claim to be above society’s rules. It’s just words to feed their fragile little egos. The way I see it, as an outlaw, there is a difference between conforming and defying.

They want to defy.

I refuse to conform.

The difference is, I don’t purposely go out to break the law for the sake of doing something unruly. I choose to live my life by my own code, my own standards, and my own morals.

Yes, fucking morals.

I don’t need a cop to tell me what’s right or wrong, I know what my head and my heart believe in.

An eye for an eye, fuck yes. Let one fucker come near what I hold dear, and I’ll end them. But beating on women, raping, selling people into any form of slavery, those lines I don’t fuck with.

I don’t bother with petty shit like tagging bridges with spray paint or stealing food from a restaurant in the name of freedom. I work for my food, my house, my ride. See, that’s the American way, earn that shit. And I earn it … even if the lines I cross for that money don’t follow the laws of my country. I don’t steal, I work a business, albeit an illegal one, but I still have a job to do. I’m not simply breathing air and moving around from day-to-day.

The kind of shit that will scar my soul, nope. I don’t fuck with shit that will keep me up at night haunting me. Touching anything innocent isn’t for me. I’ll kill a motherfucker and not skip a beat, but I promise anyone I kill brought that shit on. Maybe it’s my roots that prevent me from stooping to those levels in the name of a dollar. I simply refuse to ruin an innocent life for my personal gain.

Cross me and yes, earn my wrath. There’s nothing I won’t do to avenge a wrong. To kill a man who has fucked me is earned, not done for some level of street cred like these Rail Wreckers with their bullshit initiations.

It almost makes me laugh out loud. Back when I prospected for the Kings, things were different. Prospecting is our initiation, and it’s no walk in the park. When prospecting, one is a bitch, basically. There isn’t one single task that earns the cut. It’s a time in and time out dedication and loyalty to the brotherhood. There is no beat in, rape in, or fuck a brother’s woman way in. Every rocker is earned over a period of time, and only the officers at the table know when the prospect’s vote will come to pass. And that vote is an all-in. If one brother says

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