Chapter 30

Austin
I glance at the door the nurse just vacated. I was an asshole I know, but I was speaking the truth when I told her I don't have time for her twenty questions. Road Kings could be heading towards the club house any minute now. When they ran me off the road earlier I had just come home from a run. Thank God me and Max had been riding together or they could have killed me. Max's quick thinking got us out of there. He cut one of them off with his bike and the guy crashed. It caused a small pile up for the ten or so that were there. He had lead me to an alleyway where we waited them out. Once he made the call, Shane, Chance and Psych had rode out to help. They brought the van for my bike and drove me here.
"I know you're trying to get out of here man, but I'm your VP, you have to know that if you need to stay, the four of us can go back to the clubhouse and hold shit down. Pissing off the nurses here ain't smart. I called Crush and he already told me he and the guys are holding down the fort." Max says.
I nod my head and look away. He tends to always make me feel like the younger one even though I'm three years older. Max has always been the calm one, the smooth talker for the ladies, the fast thinker. I was the stubborn, arrogant, angry all the fucking time one. Which is why he's not only my VP but my actual brother. I needed someone to keep me calm. Someone I could trust to put me in my place.
A few minutes later a nurse comes in and gets me prepped for the skin glue. Two hours later I am walking out of the hospital looking like Frankenstein's monster. This shit is messy, I do have to be a little grateful though, the nurse that did my patch job explained to me that they usually don't have patients in and out that quick for something like that. She told me that Nurse Candice had requested I get immediate attention. Candice. She was beautiful, and my stupid ass hurt her when I told her off earlier. I just couldn't help the way she got under my skin. I'm used to women throwing themselves at me. Candice challenged everything I said, until I acted like a complete ass.
I walk into the clubhouse, Max, Shane, Chance and Psych behind me. They stayed the whole time while at the hospital. I kept asking them to keep me up to date with everything, but it seems the Road Kings didn't want a war over this. We have been civil with each other for years now, couple years before my father passed down the ranks, so I don't understand what transpired today. I do know I cannot let that shit go. I need to go pay Snake, their president, a visit. Find out what the hell is going on.
I walk over to the bar and order a shot from the prospect behind the bar. For the life of me I cannot remember his name. He eagerly grabs the bottle of jack and with shaky hands pours me a shot. He must be no older than eighteen, about the same age I was when I joined the club. My mom had tried hard to steer me and Max away from it all, but I was too infatuated with the idea. Max joined me when he turned eighteen and it's been our life ever since.
Shane walks over and joins me lifting his head to the prospect for his shot, then shaking his head at the kid for nearly dropping a bottle. I turn towards the room and look around at my brothers. They may be a rude, crass, cranky bunch of fucks, but every one of them would protect the other with their lives. I finally have a group of good men behind me. When my father retired and passed down the rankings to me, I knew what I had to do. It costs us a lot of money and many brothers, but I had to get this MC clean. All of those in favor stayed with me and we recruited more over the years.
"We need to move on these fucks. I hate playing defense." Shane says in a grumbled voice.
He is my road captain. A title I was more than happy to push his way. Shane is one of the most loyal men you will ever meet. We grew up together, Shane's father was my father's road captain as well, both our fathers were eager for us to start, only he hated it, and I didn't. Something happened long ago with his ex-wife and since then he has been a moody bastard. Well, moodier.
I nod my head in agreement and tell him of my plan to visit Snake. He tells me to keep him the loop then heads outside. My guess is he's heading to the shed in the back of the property. I put some punching bags out there a year ago and they often get replaced after a Shane session. I signal the prospect for another round wand hear my phone beep from my pocket. I pull it up and see that it's Max reminding me to take my pain pills from the hospital for the gash on my face. Fucking Max.
I look around for him and glare when I spot him on the couch with a beer in his hand and a smug smile on his face. He lifts his beer up to me indicating cheers and takes a sip. I know what he is getting at. I know I was being a dick to that Candice chick. If someone were to speak to my mother that way in front of me, I would kill them. I shouldn't have lost my temper. She just brought it out of me. I can't explain the pull I felt towards her. Maybe it was the fact that she faced off with me like no one else has. I have had the occasional chick screaming at me for some shit or another, but it was different with Candice, she put me on my toes.
I grab my shot glass, now full once again with Jack, and tip it towards Max before slamming it back. I need to focus on this threat not fucking around with thoughts of hot nurse's giving me sponge baths. I walk into the main room and look for Chance. I need to speak with him about getting a hold of Snake. If anyone can make that happen, Chance can. I pass a few club whores and notice them cackling at me. I pay them no attention and head in the direction of Chance, who I spot playing pool with Rusty.
I walk up and pat his back while he leans on his cue stick. Chance is my sergeant at arms. He is another person I trust with my life. I, along with Max, are the only ones that know about Chance's past. I know it couldn't have been easy to deal with what he did, but it made him stronger. Also made him a hot head when it comes to violence. A perfect reason to have him as my sergeant at arms. I need someone with a level head to handle important things.
"Need a meet with Snake, think you can make that happen?" I ask.
Once Chance gives me a nod, I pat his back again and head to my room. My face is fucking killing me, and I just want to take these damn pills and crash. I am just about at my room when Jesse stops me with her manicured hands on my chest.
"Hey Austin, I just wanted to see how you're feeling. Heard about what happened. Is there anything I can do to make it all better?" She asks in a little voice lifting her hands and placing them around my neck. I grab them and forcefully tear them off me.
Jesse is a club whore. She will sleep with any brother that gives her enough attention. She has been pining for me for a few months now. I'm not stupid, know the title is the only thing she is after and I have no plans to give that to her. I have never slept with her and have no intention of starting now. I've gotten off from other club whores but none that would swap spit so easily. Not really into sharing. Plus, I have a certain little redhead with bright blue eyes in my mind that I can't shake.
"Go find someone else for your drama Jesse." I say as I step around her. I'm too exhausted to deal with her.
Once I get in my room I take my cut and shirt off and lay on my back in my bed. All I can think about is that fucker than ran me off the road and had me eating asphalt. I want to tear his face apart. Snake better not be behind this. We were finally on a straight and narrow road and this may be the tipping point. Tomorrow morning, I am going to call church and see what everyone knows. For now, I'll let them party, drink, fuck and forget about all the drama. I don't plan on joining them, I'm too wrapped up in a beautiful nurse I met.