Page 67 of Chaos
I shrug my shoulders. They already know what happened to her. Not that they care. They are just as sadistic as I am when it comes to sex. Ryker more so. Not that I care. Girls are only good for a few things in life, and sex is number one on that list.
“We have a problem, but I think I have the solution,” I say.
I filled the guys in on my call from Dimitri. To say they are pissed about it would be an understatement. I tell them my plan to get her to come running to arms.
We work out the finer details until the sun comes up. We have our plan, now we just need to execute it.
Midas
After we lost Serena in the club last night, we searched every inch of that place, not wanting to leave her alone. When we finally found her, Dante had his arm around her and was escorting her and her friends to a private room. I wanted to go after them, but once I saw the bouncer standing guard, I knew we would never get to her.
We had to cut our losses and leave. By the time we got home last night, our dads still weren’t home. Which was fine with all of us. The less time we are forced into the company, the better.
I’ve tried texting Serena this morning, but all my messages have gone unanswered. I hate not knowing where she is and who she is with. The more time that passes without a word from her, the more I worry that her stalker finally got his hands on her.
Logically, I know she is either with her friends still or with fucking Dante Lupo, but that doesn’t stop the irrational part of my brain from spiraling.
As much as I want to solely focus on Serena, I can’t. Dad called a meeting at the clubhouse for who knows what reason. As much as I want to stay far away from him, the clubhouse has always been a second home to me.
To the outside world, growing up in a motorcycle gang must seem so crazy and dangerous, but it wasn’t. Pops always made that place safe for everyone. He would organize bi-weekly family dinners. He built a playground in the back for the kids to play with. He even turned the basement into a kid zone that was filled with toys for every age.
All those memories were some of my favorites growing up, but they disappeared when my father took over. He turned the basement into an interrogation room. The playground in the back was demolished. Family dinners ceased happening.
Now, the place has become hollow. An empty shell of the goodness that was once beaming through every corner of the place. Families are no longer welcome, especially kids. Wives had become disposable. Every foundation this place was built on was destroyed.
Odin, Zeus, and I are the only ones- that we know of- that want things to go back to the way they used to be. The way the founders of the club wanted. The rest of the members, especially the newer ones that were initiated when my father took over, are loving and thriving in what this has become.
Sitting at the bar in the clubhouse, I stare around at the men who were once family to me. I grew up here with them, or at least most of them. The older generation that is still around, which isn’t many, are the only things that remind me of the good times in this place.
All the newer/younger men in this room are just as vile as our fathers. They came here looking for a place where they could break the law, and it would be encouraged. They came here for power and money, and there is no shortage of both.
Sure, the money we make is better than any job in town, but the way the money is made makes me sick now. I never cared before, too used to it, but things have changed, and I am finally seeing the toxic environment this is.
The music is loud, the lights are down low, creating eerie shadows in every corner of the room. If that isn’t the perfect metaphor for what this club has become, I don’t know what is. A few girls I don’t recognize are wearing nothing and dancing to the music. I caught one of their eyes when I walked in. The blank stare and emptiness in her eyes were a clear sign she was high on Z.
The club quickly agreed to start pushing it, and the demand for it is already so high. It is one of the most addictive drugs I have ever seen on the market. I have been stopped more than once at school by some junkie begging me to hook them up with more. I normally just ignore them, not wanting to engage, but I have had to get into a few fights because they are so persistent.
I take a sip of my beer and stare down the hall towards the bedrooms. Dad called us here for some unknown urgent reason, and the fucker hasn’t even left his room. I know what he is doing back there. Fucking some poor girl that is probably drugged out of her mind so he can have the fun he wants. But there is a niggling feeling in the back of my brain that I should go to his room.
I finish the last of the beer before slamming the bottle on the bar top. My mind is made up, I need to know what is going on back there. If I walk in on my dad fucking, it wouldn’t be the first and probably won’t be the last, but the need in me to know what is going on is too loud in my head.
I cling to the shadows at the edge of the room until I make it to the hallway. The music starts to slowly fade as I make my way down the hall to the room at the end. My father's room. I reach for the handle, ready to open it, until I hear voices.
“What the hell are we going to do about Dimitri? He has been blowing up our phones constantly, wanting that information on Serena.” Ryker complains.
Who is Dimitri, and why does he want to know about Serena?
“I say we just give him the most basic information that any fucker would know about her just to get him off our backs. He can’t know any more than that.” Axel chimes in.
“I agree. We don’t know why he wants her yet and giving him to much information will only fuck us over in the long run. But we still have the problem of him wanting us to take her if he deems her interesting enough.” Dad says. I can hear the exasperation in his voice.
“He can’t have her. She is ours. We have our plans for her, and I refuse to let that Russian fucker fuck them up.” The anger was clear as day in Ryker’s voice.
I stand there for a few more minutes, hoping to hear more about their plans for Serena or who Dimitri is, but they say nothing else about either topic. Eventually, I give up and walk back down the hall.
My mind reeling with what they said. We always knew they were a threat to Serena, but now there is a new unknown threat to her too. I need to get Zeus to investigate who Dimitri is and how he is connected to our dads. I also need to figure out exactly what their plan is and how I can stop it.
I make my way back to the bar and see Odin and Zeus walk inside. Our eyes instantly meet, and I nod my head towards the outside. They both know exactly what that means and where to meet.
