to pack it up. His men started their bikes, and he headed towards his own bike Tank and Tiny walking ahead of him.
“Wait , where are you going?” Mr. Putz asked.
“Taking my inferior goods home, wouldn’t want to burden you with them.” Bone said as he continued to walk away.
“But…but we agreed to a lower price for those goods.” The little man followed him towards his bike. Fuck . The man had a death wish, didn’t he; annoying Bone took life duration to zero quick. “Nope, you said your piece, and now I’m leaving.” He said flatly he was almost to his bike, and if that little fucker was still on his tail when he reached it he might just kill him. Though he would probably regret it afterwards, after all he wasn’t a complete asshole, he just didn’t put up with anyone shit.
“No wait , I will pay full price. Please wait we can’t have a shortage.” The little man whined.
“Great.” Bone whistled for them to stop leaving , and then made a motion for them to start unloading this crap so they could get the hell away from this prison. The people who lived behind that wall, were hiding from the world, and thought they were special with only that little bit of life. He didn’t know how they could stand it. He loved being with the club, but sometimes a man just needed to ride. Heck, if it wasn’t for the Red Devils MC, those idiots behind the wall might have to come outside the walls to actually work the land for their food, and that would be tragic. He waited near his bike, and let Tank take care of the money
“Bone we’re set. Tank got the payday.” Rash called.
“Let ride.” Bone barked and climbed on his bike roaring out, confident that his brothers would follow. Tank pulled up close not long after, and they roared home. They were all ready to get back to the clubhouse. Church was tomorrow, but tonight was a celebration. Dog had decided to marry his old lady after two years. It wasn’t what Bones would want for himself, but if it made Dog happy he was all for it.
An old lady and marriage weren’t for him though. Nope , he liked his freedom to bang whoever he liked. And since he’d never understood how a man could break the woman he professed to love, by cheating like his old man had, there’d be no old lady for him. He’d watched his dad do it to his mother, one of the sweetest women he’d ever met, over and over. It had broken her heart a little more every time. He could still remember lying awake at night listening to his mother cry in great wrenching sobs when his father chose to stay at the club rather than come home with them.
He’d promised himself on one of those nights when he was fifteen that he’d never do that to a woman he cared for, ever. He knew that his farther had loved his momma, but he’d promised over and over that he wouldn’t fuck around again. Then a month or even sometimes days later he’d be back at the club doing it again. So, no old lady for him unless he was willing to give up all other women for her, and that was never happening. Bone sighed as he pulled up in front of the clubhouse. Damn he wished these weren’t the heavy thoughts running through his head today. Both his parents were gone now anyway. Climbing off his bike he looked off in the direction his parents burned down cabin had been before he burned it down one night while he was drunk and pissed off that they were gone. His mother had died from cancer ten years ago. The cancer had been stage four by the time the doctors had found it. She had died before they could get the drugs that would have cured the disease back to her.
After the disaster some drugs needed to treat illnesses were only available in the city behind the wall. They had stock piles of drugs in that place, with cures for everything from cancer to Ebola, as well as the equipment to make more of each drug. They didn’t share the information or the drugs, and if you couldn’t pay the price then you were expected to just die