speak. We get together with some of our friendlies and have a good ass time.
“He’s good,” Silla says, hollering over the crowd of screaming men.
“He is. Not better than me,” I tell her. She smiles up at me just as Preacher throws another jab. Shady, the man he’s fighting, stumbles back before falling to his ass. The crowd roars with excitement. Blood coats the mat but it isn’t Preacher’s. I find myself wishing it was Cash’s. Wishing this fight was ours and I could end his worthless life already. I don’t notice Freak standing in front of me until he slowly smirks.
“You want it? That how you want it to go down? You know if you challenge him here and now, he can’t say no.” He reminds me of the rules. My insides clench. It would prove my point. It would make everyone here see what a piece of shit he is. Every club in this area that we are good with are here. I swallow hard as I glance around the crowd. I could take him. I know I could but here? Now?
“What are you thinking?” Silla asks, pulling me from my thoughts. I look over at her while listening to Freak laugh.
“Challenge him here and now. He can’t say no,” I tell her. Her eyes widen slightly before a small smile pulls across her face.
“You ready for that? Ready to step up?” I stare at her for a long second, letting all of that sink in. Am I? I’ve made all the moves I needed to make. I have the runs set up for the other chapters. I have my plans in place. Why isn’t now as good of time as any?
“Goddamn right I’m ready. The question is, are you?” Her eyes hold mine before she leaps into my arms and kisses me.
“I was born ready,” she says against my lips. Kissing her roughly, I hold her body close to mine. When we break apart, I look over and give Freak a nod. His eyes narrow before a cynical smirk crosses his face. He turns to head off to find Cash as I focus back on Silla.
“This isn’t gonna be easy. You need to be calm when I’m in there.”
“Me? Calm? When have I not be calm?” she teases.
“I mean it. Shit’s gonna get bad, Silla. You ready for the aftermath of what’s about to happen?” I’m being serious. Not all the members are on board with me. They don’t like me. They know I’m younger and whatever shit Cash has filled their heads with? Yeah, this isn’t going to be easy at all.
“You wanted me by your side, right?” she asks, looking up at me with so much admiration I nearly choke. She barely knows me, but she does. She sees me.
“Goddamn right I do.”
“Then don’t worry. We will handle things as they come. You’re going to be making the rules after this, Grave, not him. Whatever we have to do, we will do it.”
“How did I get so lucky?”
“You didn’t. I can be a real bitch,” she adds with a smile that could bring any man to his knees.
“I haven’t seen that part, but I look forward to it.” We both laugh when I hear Cash’s voice.
“Seems we have a challenge here tonight, boys!” he roars from the center of the ring. Our smiles fade quickly as I straighten my back and turn toward him. His eyes find mine quickly, motioning for me to come to the front. I grab Silla’s hand and watch as the crowd parts for us. This right here is going to be a defining moment for this club. For me. For my brothers.
“My son, Grave, has made mention he’d like to challenge me here and now. Tonight,” Cash says loudly. The crowd is dead silent apart from a few gasps, a few chuckles, and of course the older guys laughing like it’s a joke. The smile on Cash’s face just adds to the fury I feel inside. Silla’s hand tightens around mine, reassuring me she’s on my side.
“You sure about this?” Psycho appears out of nowhere.
“Goddamn right I am.”
“If shit ends wrong, I’m killin’ him, Grave.” The serious tone in his voice sends a chill down my spine. I’ve always known Psycho would have my back no matter what was happening or what condition his mind was in. This just shows me how much more I want this.
“I know, brother. I know. Look at me, man.” The crowd has picked back