But before I can do anything I have planned, we need to find proof. Serena said that Dante’s cousin was looking into our fathers, trying to find any information they could on them. I still don’t know if we can fully trust Dante, too much bad blood between us, but if Serena does, then I guess I can too. For now.
It takes another thirty minutes before our fathers emerge from their meeting. They don’t have to say anything to get our attention, I can feel their gaze on me. The hairs on the back of my neck instantly stand. Midas feels it too. He looks at me, silently telling me to stay strong so we can find any information we can.
I know Midas has been worried since we got here that I would just explode and murder them on the spot. The thought crossed my mind, but I know in the long run that would be a dumb idea. I may hate my father with every fiber of my being, but I wouldn’t kill him without knowing the truth. I refuse to let any truths about them be silenced by the grave.
We all still know there is so much more to them than what they tell us. We have all had our suspicions as to what else they have going on, but no solid evidence.
My mind plays over the night they brought those drugs to our warehouse. The Russians with them looked sketchy as fuck. I never wanted to think that our fathers had started working with the Russian mafia, but it’s starting to seem that way.
The stories about Dimitri and his crew even give me chills. The man is ruthless and even more dangerous. He is the type of man who kills just for fun. The other rumors about him make me sick to my stomach. He allegedly has a thing for underage girls. He has major connections in the dark web and can getanythinghe wants.
If those Russians are connected to Dimitri, then the club doesn’t know about it. None of the men here are good people, but none are as sick and twisted as Dimitri.
Also, those drugs we were selling that night, Z, were like nothing I have ever seen before. I am starting to think Z stands for zombie because that’s exactly what it made everyone act like. Mindless zombies.
I chug the last of my beer, needing the liquid courage before facing off against Zane and the others. Midas follows my lead, chugging the rest of his drink before we get off the bar stools and make our way over to the imposing wooden doors.
As a kid, I used to dream about the day that I would be able to walk through these doors. Picturing a life far different from the one I have. I used to equate the doors to being a family. That’s what the MC is, a family of sorts, and only certain members of that family were allowed beyond the doors. I thought it was the coolest thing and the only thing I strived for. It was about belonging and acceptance. I always pictured that’s how I would feel, but I don’t. Currently, all I feel is worry and despair.
My father closes the doors behind us before taking his seat at the table on Zane’s left while Axel sits to his right. Zane is already sitting in his President’s chair at the head of the large mahogany table. The emblem of the MC and the words Kings of Chaos Fallingbrook are carved into the table.
Midas and I stand at the other end of the table, wanting to keep as much space between us and them as possible. We stand side by side, masks on, waiting to hear what they want to tell us.
Zane looks at my father and nods his head. My father, taking his cue, looks to us. I can feel his eyes examining every inch of my body, wanting to make sure that I am still the same man he made me.
I was always taught to be obedient to my father. His rules were law, and if I broke them, he broke me. He took every piece of my childhood and ruined it. He created a monster that he believes is on a leash. What he doesn’t know is that I want him to think that so one day I can stab him in the back.
Even before Serena, I had wanted to kill my father one day. Midas and Zeus want the same thing. We want to destroy our fathers so we can take over and return the MC to what Pops made it. When they took over, they destroyed it. They were too power hungry and were willing to do whatever to give them that power. They got the club into some shady things, but the money made it worth it to everyone, except a few of the older guys. They weren’t happy.
One member named Paul tried to call them out for everything they were doing. My dad shot him in the head, right between the eyes. I was there that night. He wanted me to kill him, but I couldn’t.
I was beaten so much that night that I thought I was going to die too. I was out of school for a week. Midas and Zeus tried to come see me, but my dad wouldn’t let them. He took my phone, so I couldn’t text them or anyone.
I would have gone to my mom for help, but she is in one of her spirals. She was so high that she didn’t even notice anything wrong with me. Hell, I don’t even think she knew her name.
My father got her hooked on drugs after I was born. From what I have heard from Zeus’s mom, my mom was once a shy, quiet girl. She was incredibly smart and was on the path to great success. But she met my dad, and he got her pregnant, so all her dreams went down the drain. She threatened to leave once, but he convinced her to stay. He started giving her “medicine” to help her, but she just got addicted. The rest is history. She wasn’t a mom to me, too hooked on the release she would get. My father was left to raise me.
“We have come to a decision.” My father starts. Midas and I both tense up, having no idea where this is going to go. “We know that you three are now official members, and some changes are going to happen. Firstly, your parties that you have are now going to be a weekly occurrence. We need them to push the regular drug shipment we are going to start getting. Second, you are going to have a lot more responsibilities for the club, so we will need you here after school every day. Lastly, we know Serena is under your protection. Since you are members, that means she is under our protection as well. We want to have more eyes on her. So, you will need to bring her to the clubhouse so we can do that.”
What the fuck?
It’s been five days since that meeting with our fathers. Midas and I wanted to fight against them, but we knew that there was no point. They always get what they want, and this would be no different.
After we left, Midas texted Zeus, wanting to meet up and discuss what happened. He told us he was at his mom’s house with Serena. We rushed over, needing to discuss what the next steps would be.
When we arrived, we found Zeus only in a pair of sweatpants and Serena tucked into his bed, looking freshly fucked. As much as I want to be the first one out of the three of us to fuck, I’m glad it was Zeus. He was the first one she warmed up to. They had their friendship from the start, and I know he treated her right.
Midas on the other hand, was pissed. I could tell he wanted to scream and maybe break something, but he kept his mouth shut. Silently stewing in his anger over the fact that he wasn’t the first and outwardly venting about our father's demands.
Like us, Zeus was against bringing her around our dads more. With our suspicions of them being her stalker on top of their weird ass behavior lately, it’s a recipe for disaster bringing her around.
I mentioned we should tell Dante about this latest update, but that only angered Midas more. Zeus looked against it as well, but there was something else in his eyes that I couldn’t figure out.
I know we all have our issues with Dante, but he cares about Serena, and most importantly, she cares about him. I am still not thrilled about it, but maybe this could mend the gap between the four of us.
We used to be so close. The best of friends, until we weren’t. I want to know what changed. It’s something that has been bugging me for years. I never imagined our friendship turning to this.
In the end, Midas forbade us from telling Dante. I didn’t agree, so I went ahead and sent him a text, updating him. I know that it was stupid to go against what Midas wanted, but what’s life without a little stupidity?
