Viper

It took me fourteen years, but I have finally found her. The little girl that used to drive me crazy, with her sweet puppy dog eyes, her little pouty lips, and the constant following me around the clubhouse all the time. The night everything went to hell her stupid mother ran off in the middle of the night. I remember seeing her in the hallway, everyone else was drunk off their asses or high as a kite, making it easy for her to just take off.

When I came out of my room, she was standing in the dark, holding her stuffed white bear close to her chest. She had tears streaking down her cheeks. I took a step toward her to ask what was wrong, when she looked right at me. I froze in place; the devastation of a young girl losing her father and now being torn away from the only life she knew looked back at me through her eyes.

Her mother came out of the presidential room, slamming the door behind her, muttering under her breath. She followed her daughters' eyes and seen me standing there. A simple twelve-year-old boy. She bit her lip before placing a finger to her lips, telling me to be quiet. Of course, I never was one to listen. I stepped up to her and asked if she was insane, for taking her daughter away from the club. The safest place for her to be.

The woman had the audacity to scoff at me, telling me this club took her husbands life, and she would be damned if it would take hers and her daughters as well. I heard Allison cry out in pain, as her mother grabbed a hold of her arm and dragged her along behind her. I followed them to the back entrance, trying to gain anyone's attention at the time, but no one paid us any mind. They all were too distracted with the pussy they were getting, the drugs working their way through their systems, or the alcohol made them pass the fuck out.

I, tried to wrap my arms around Allison's center, to pull her back to me, but her mother actually raised her hand at me. Slapping me across the face that night, calling me a little bastard. I wanted to kill the bitch! I knew better however, I wasn't pledged into the club, I was only the vice president's son.

My father was nowhere to be seen, upstairs with another club whore as usual. He didn't take the death of his best friend too well. Turned to drinking and fucking all the women he could to get his aggression out. That night, after the slap across my face, I turned to holler for my father, but when I turned back around, they were gone.

I ran after them, only to catch the headlights of her run-down sedan as she pulled out of the parking lot and drove away into the night. I made it my mission in life to find the little girl I had sworn on my life to protect. The next morning my father and all the others were pissed beyond belief at her mother. They couldn't believe she took Tigers only kid and took off in the dead of night.

"You keep thinking too much your head is going to explode." I look to the side of my computer screen, at Hammer my best friend, and major pain in the ass. He's a big guy, built to the hilt in muscle. Although, he's as strong as a bear, stubborn as an ox he is nothing but a big stuffed animal. He has a soft spot for women and kids.

Right now, he stands in the threshold of the door, with his shoulder against the frame, head tilt, his green eyes squinted at me. "I found her." His arms fall to his side, as he walks into my office, closing the door behind him. He doesn't have to ask who I'm talking about; he knows good and well there's only one 'her' I've been after for years. "Where is she?" He walks around my desk and bends down with his knees so he can see my screen. "No, fucking way. She's at the Stefano's estate?" He practically growls the words out. I say nothing, only rubbing my thumb along my bottom lip.

Thinking of how to go about this. I see him look at me out of the corner of my eye. "How you want to go about this?" He stands at his full height, crossing his arms over his chest and looks down at me. "Honestly, I'm thinking get Raptor, Rex, and Spine to come with us. Intimidation may be the key to not having too many problems with picking her up and bringing her ass home."

When I look up at my best friend he has a giant smile on his lips, showing all his pearly whites. "Those three are psychotic, I'm certain if we bring them, it'll help us out a lot." I raise a brow at him, nodding my chin at the door. The fucker taps me on the shoulder, before he practically skips his way to the door to get the boys. A small laugh works its way up my throat, I can't hold it back whenever I'm with him.

Closing down my computer, I reach for my leather jacket on the back of my chair, working my arms in the sleeves as I walk to the door. Once its properly placed on my body, I make my way out the door, everyone freezes mid party to look at me. It's the dead of night, and the only time I allow the men to have a reprieve and party it up. During the day, it's all business, nighttime is for relaxing and taking a load off.

Not tonight however, this night I am getting a bunch of the boys together on our bikes and we are taking a two-hour ride to bring a club member home. I search the crowd, finding Hammer in the back by the doors. Standing beside him are Rex, Raptor, and Spine, looking fierce, and like they are about ready to kill. Good! I'm not certain what to expect in the early hours of the day, but we aren't returning home without Alley Cat. We may need to go into a war, just to bring her back home. Luckily, from the looks on their faces, the danger in their eyes they are prepared for that.

I stand on top of the bar, whistling as loud as I can to gain those who are in the way back of the clubhouse playing pool or darts attention. "Listen up Assholes, Me and the boys are about to go out of town for a couple days. I'm leaving Reptile in charge for the days I am away." I make direct eye contact with every club member, and prospect that stare back at me. Once I find my cousin, Reptile, he gives me a distinctive nod of his head.

Once the music starts back up, so loud you can't hear yourself think, I jump down from the bar. A few of the club whores try to gain my attention, by reaching out for my arms, but I shrug them off. I have more important things on my mind than a useless and meaningless fuck. Hell, I only indulge with a club whore once in a while. When I'm really stressed and need the release. Otherwise, I date some townies here and there, but never had anything serious.

Reptile and Hammer like to bust my balls and say it's because I have always had a thing for our old prez's daughter. I always laugh it off as nothing, shaking my head at them. The last time I seen the girl she was six and I was twelve. The little shit annoyed the hell out of me for fuck's sake! Once I reach Hammer, we all make our way out to the bikes, hop on the back of the beauties, and rev up the engines. This is my favorite part of being a member of the club, riding my Harley, and leaving all my problems in the dust.