Nefarious MC #1 - Nobody's Ol Lady (29 page)

Dee and Willie looked at each other. The Filthy Fiends had forcibly abducted them. They got into the car and JR wedged himself next to Willie. Dee reached over and squeezed her hand as the car squealed away. Willie looked back and saw they weren’t interested in her car, all of them wanted a quick escape from any of the club bikers that might have driven by. Dee’s hand was comforting and so far Willie wasn’t panicking but the thought of seeing this Wolf and Roberta wasn’t a good feeling at all.

Creed spoke up from the driver’s seat, “Where we taking them, JR?”

JR replied, “Wolf said to take her to his house; we’ve got shit at the clubhouse to do. There’s a key to a bedroom door and he nailed the windows shut so until he gets there, they’ll be fine.”

The unknown biker in the passenger seat spoke. “Wolf is stupid to leave them with that nasty bitch Robbie. I hope Mercy or Careen is there because that is one mean woman. She isn’t going to like this at all. We should just take them with us to the clubhouse. This is a stupid plan.”

Creed looked at him, “Do you want to get on Wolf’s bad side? I’m taking them to his house and JR can lock them in the room and we’re done. I didn’t even want to be in on this shit. I don’t grab women, if I can’t pick one up than I don’t need her.  Preacher didn’t want to do this either, did ya?”

JR had enough, “We’re doing it Wolf’s way. I don’t care what Preacher or you gotta say, Creed, just drive to Wolf’s house. You two are as bad as Gimpy!” 

Creed blasted the radio and the girls sat silently looking out the window, both were trying to figure out where they were headed and to remember any landmarks they could. Thankfully the bikers were all silent as they rode in the car. Finally they pulled off the highway into a small housing development and down a dead end road. A cute small house stood away from the neighboring houses and they pulled into the driveway. Willie saw her sister’s Camaro and her stomach churned.

“I’m gonna go tell Robbie, we got the girls and that Wolf said to bring them here. Now you two sit here and behave, you don’t want Preach and Creed chasing your asses, do you?” JR looked at Willie and Dee seriously. They shook their heads no and sat still as he climbed out of the backseat. “Creed, make sure they don’t run and catch ‘em if they do.”

Willie watched the big man stride to the door and saw her sister and the man argue. Finally he pushed Roberta into the house. Dee squeezed her hand tighter.

JR came back with a frown. “Creed, she is a vile cunt, if Wolf hadn’t said to leave them here, I wouldn’t. I don’t know what the hell he sees in her, I’d rather fuck a beehive than that bitch. Come on girls, this is where we leave you.”

Dee and Willie walked with the bikers to the door and JR opened it for them. Dee stepped into the house first and saw Roberta’s glare. Willie was next and both eyed each other with hatred.

“Go to the bathroom now, it’s your last chance until Wolf comes because I gotta lock you two up.” JR motioned to the hallway and let each girl go separately, while he waited outside of the bathroom door.

Preacher looked at the girls, “Don’t try to get away, we’re right down the road and Gimpy is going to be outside as soon as he gets here. He’s an asshole and so is Moron so just sit tight until Wolf gets here.” He smiled as kindly as he could at Willie and Dee.

Roberta’s lips were puckered as she showed them the bedroom and the bikers took anything that they could use as weapons out.

“Wolf did not inform me that two sluts were being stashed at
MY
house and when you see him, you tell him I want them out of here right away. I’m not happy about this and I’m sure Mercy and Careen won’t be either! They come home and want to rest, where are they going to lay down? Not on my bed!” Roberta’s voice suddenly became shrill, as she looked Willie and Deidra. “Lock them in the room and get the hell out. Leave the key on the counter. I’ve got a gun, if one needs to pee, I can handle it. Now get the hell out of my house!”

Willie and Deidra were pushed into the bedroom and the door was locked behind them. They looked at each other in despair.

R
oberta paced in the kitchen, her face was red and she was so angry.

Wolf wanted her little sister and it hurt her heart so deeply. She loved him as much as it pained her to admit it. There was no way she could or would share her sister Willie, with Wolf.

He was so good about not having sex in the house with Careen and Mercy; he took them to the clubhouse. Or maybe they didn’t have sex, she really didn’t know because the girls didn’t talk about it.

Careen and Mercy acted like friends and roommates, not her man’s other women. They were barely there and she felt as if she was truly making a life with Wolf.

How dare Willie try to ruin everything she was trying to accomplish? How did she know if it was true Wolf had told those bikers to bring Willie here?

Maybe Willie and her friend tricked them. Deep inside her head she knew her sister wasn’t to blame though and she needed to get her and that other girl out of the house before Wolf came home. She looked around the kitchen thinking.

Perhaps she could bring them food and they could make it look like they overpowered her. First she needed to see what her sister had to say for herself.

W
illie and Deidra had tried the windows and they were nailed shut. They looked at each other and sat on the double bed.

“Damn it Willie, they took every pillow and blanket out of here or I’d have punched through the window!” Dee exclaimed.

“No chairs either but I was thinking maybe the closest has something in it. We’ve got to get out of here before Roberta goes nuts and shoots me. Did you see how crazy she looked?” Willie was more scared of Roberta now than ever.

Dee put her finger to her lips and whispered, “Shh, I hear someone coming down the hall.”

Footsteps stopped at the door and Willie and Dee looked at each other praying they weren’t about to be shot or raped.

“Willie! Come by the door, I need to talk to you. I don’t want you here and I’m getting you and your friend out.” Roberta sounded very calm.

          “Roberta, you might shoot through the door, I am not going by it. Why should I trust you?” Willie called back.

“Here is the deal, I am going to make you and your friend something to eat and open the door. One of you will hit me and make it look like you both overpowered me. If you run out the back door and through the woods you’ll find the highway. Hitchhike the hell out of here and stay away from Wolf! Is it a deal?” Roberta was almost pleading.

Dee nodded at Willie and had some questions for Roberta. “What about the gun and Gimpy? Isn’t he outside watching the house? Are you setting us up Roberta?”

“Nobody is outside; they just said that, they’re at a meeting. I have a gun but I can’t shoot it. Willie knows that, ask her, I can’t even hit a target. You can knock it out of my hand and take it with you if it makes you feel safer.

“I love Wolf, I can’t share him. He is going to beat me when he finds I opened the door. You know how these men are, but I really love him. I’m going to make you food and open the door. You’ll have to trust me. Just don’t hit me too hard. I’ll be right back.” Roberta walked away leaving two stunned girls.

“You know your sister, is she being on the up and up here? I’m willing to take the chance if you are, because I’m sure it is the only chance we’ll ever get.” Deidra looked at Willie with concern in her face.

Willie thought long and hard. “She can’t shoot, that is true. If we get the gun I’ll feel safer. You get behind the door and grab her and we’ll beat the shit out of her so it looks like we really did lay a beating on her. I feel like hitting her for all the mean things she’s ever done to me. I don’t give a fuck if she is letting us free. She is a selfish rotten person and I say we get her really good!” Willie whispered to Dee.

They heard Roberta coming back and she was at the door. Dee moved so she would be behind the door when it opened, as they heard the key in the lock. Roberta was trying to balance a tray with food and get through the doorway.

Willie noticed the tray was her grandmother’s and she saw red. “How did you get Grandma’s tray? Roberta, why would you have one of our family heirlooms?”

“Mom helped me set up the house and I was always supposed to get it when I got married. I told her Wolf and I are getting married. I just need to clean him up a bit and get rid of those other two girls…”

Dee’s fist ended Roberta’s sentence and Willie grabbed the tray and began to beat Roberta over the head with the sterling silver tray. Food spilled on to the floor in different directions. Dee watched in amazement as Willie gave her sister whack after whack.

The gun was on the floor and Dee grabbed it and gave Roberta a good hard kick to her ribs. Roberta moaned and tried to turn over. That was a bad idea because it left her kidneys free for Dee to deliver kick after kick. One last smash to the face with the tray had Roberta’s nose pouring blood. Both girls stepped back and looked at Roberta who wasn’t moving.

“Willie, let’s get the hell out of here. I think you did enough damage with that tray and I kicked her so much she’s going to piss blood for days. Drop that tray and let’s head for the woods. Or do you think we should take her car?”

“I’m taking the tray, it wasn’t supposed to go to her, and I was named for my grandma, its mine. What if she was lying and Gimpy is out front? I say the woods and hitchhike. I’ll hit her pocketbook up for some money though. Stay here and watch her, I’d give her a few more kicks too.”

Willie moved quickly through the door and around the house. She found Roberta’s pocketbook and grabbed all the money and change and found the back door. She stayed away from the living room just in case Gimpy or Limpy whatever the hell his name was might be outside.

Willie walked back into the bedroom and Dee was watching Roberta, who still wasn’t moving. She picked up the tray and wiped it on the bed. She took one last look at Roberta and kicked her as hard as she could in her back. Not a sound came out of her. Roberta looked like she had been beaten up badly and Willie reached down and pushed her over. Both eyes were swollen and her nose was dripping blood. She turned her on her side and reached down for her hair. Grabbing it, she pulled it as hard as she could until she was ripping it out by the roots. Blonde hair lay in clumps on the rug.

“Willie, enough, already, we hurt her! We need to get out of here now and you’re going to have to hide that tray in the woods. We can’t be carrying a bloody silver tray with us!” Dee was shocked at how vicious Willie was being.

“Oh hell no, I’ll find a bag for it. I’ll be right back. I’ll wash the tray off in the kitchen sink too.”

She rinsed the tray off and decided to sneak to the window in the living room. Looking out into the dusk she didn’t see anyone there and decided they were taking Roberta’s car.

She grabbed Roberta’s purse so they could stash the gun and found a double handled shopping bag. It would serve Roberta right and they’d dump the car near the clubhouse or Black Dog would get rid of it.

“Dee, get out here, there isn’t anyone outside and we’re taking her car. But first I’m going to make a call. Let my mother come help her favorite daughter—maybe Wolf will get to meet my mother.”