Biker's Redemption: Fallen Angels MC

Chapter 7 Gabe

Chapter 7

It has been 2 weeks of hell since Luci left with no fu.cking clues. It is as if she has disappeared off the fu.cking planet. Mike did warn us that if she didn’t want to be found, she wouldn’t be. I have never wished so hard that he would be wrong about something.

Digit has been useless. For a computer guy, he is pretty sh.it at his supposed skill. Not only could he find no trace of Luci, but he couldn’t find even one trace of mom since she left 19 years ago. The man is about as much use as a broken rubber.

The only thing keeping me sane right now is sorting out this sh.it hole before she comes home. There wasn’t much left in the club house after my little rampage. I was glad to get rid of it all, especially that fu.cking chair. Didn’t want any more reminders than necessary that could trigger Luci.

The other thing that was removed from the premises was that new club who.re. A couple of the guys tried to get her to stay, those fu.ckers always like fresh meat. They argued she was doing as she was told, but they know the rules, a brother has to be in his right mind, they can’t just go jumping on any di.ck they want.

I was about ready to get rid of all the wh.ores, but Iris, Baloo’s old lady, and my 2nd mom stepped in at that point.

“I love you, Gabe, but this is too far. You know Luci doesn’t mind the bunnies. She has always given them respect and got it right back from them. Don’t make them pay for a new girl who doesn’t give a fu.ck about the rules. Remember, these girls don’t just see to the men. They cook, clean, and even look after the rugrats when needed” she had said to me.

If it had been one of the brothers saying it, I wouldn’t have given a fu.ck about their opinion. Iris was different, I knew she wouldn’t steer me wrong. I could trust her to give me the truth, good or bad. She was right as well, Luci never looked down on them.

I still had to change some things though, no way was I letting my kid be in here and see some of the sh.it that goes on out in the open around here. If those fu.ckers want their co.ck sucked they could take it to their room.

I know at least the old ladies will take my side on that sh.it. Hell, it is only when we have a family day on that it is safe to let a kid in here. That won’t slide from now on, no matter how much the brothers want to bi.tch and moan about it.

Within two weeks, the old ladies had the place looking better than it had. I mean not like most would appreciate it, they would be happy as long as there was a table filled with booze, and a warm cu.nt for them to use as and when, they were simple creatures.

I had also gotten a few of the old ladies to make the garden more family friendly, with some jungle gyms and sh.it like that. The kids needed more to keep them occupied while their dad’s got pi.ssed up, so the old ladies got a break.

Now, all I need is to have the chance to speak to Luci, make her understand what happened, and show her the changes that are made for the better. I know as sure a sh.it that she won’t want her kid around here the way it was.

I still don’t know what to do about pops either. Although his band of merry men who stood back and let that sh.it happen have been demoted to prospects until Luci comes back. Pops being the ex pres can’t be demoted, club rules. I can kick the fu.cker out if he keeps pi.ssing me off.

They are not happy and have been on pops a.ss about it. Which then has him on Digit’s a.ss to get her found. He looks fu.cking miserable, but that has to do with mom and the kid as much as it has to do with Luci and the baby.

He deserves to drown in his own juices for all the bad choices he has made. I, for one won’t be forgiving anything, and neither is Mike. He is just as pi.ssed at him as I am. He loves Luci like a sister and isn’t happy to have lost his best friend.

Finally, after two weeks of nothing, I get my first glimpse of hope. An email of all things from an address I dont recognise. Now I know you shouldn’t click on sh.it you dont recognise, but at this point, I was a desperate man.

I am glad I did when I click on some pictures of what looks like an alien and a video with a heartbeat as the only sound. That's when I realised that little alien thing is my kid. I swear I almost sob like a fu.cking baby with happiness and relief.

I didn’t think that Luci would get rid of my kid because of what she saw, but I admit it was a little niggling doubt in the back of my head. I should never have even had that doubt at all. Luci is too kind to use a child to get back at me.

Luci still cared enough to make sure I was still a part of our child’s journey, it gave me hope that I would some day, hopefully soon be there in person for all of it. I just needed her home, safe, close to me. Then I could work on getting us back on track.

As soon as I had finished sobbing like a kid, I washed my face and called Digit. He may not be as good as he likes us to think, but he was all I had right now.

Hopefully he could do something as basic as tracking an email for us. If not, I am not sure why we are bothering with him. We need to search for more talent, or even better get Luci to deal with that sh.it from now on.

I signed on to my email on my phone and saved the picture and video, just in case Digit did something that made me lose them. I don’t think I could forgive the fu.cker if he did that.

I quite happily handed over my laptop to him to take away and do any of his nerd sh.it he needed to do and kept everything crossed that he would find even the smallest of clues that we could work with.

It turned out it was going to be yet another disappoint as the days passed and Digit got nowhere with it. He said it was so advanced that he hadn't even seen it before. I guess he stopped trying to get better a long time ago.

Digit really needed to get himself another skill, and sharpen the fu.ck up, because he won’t be getting paid much longer if he is useless to us. I wouldn’t kick him out the club, but I won’t burn money on useless sh.it and he knows it.

John wasn’t talking to me or anyone else from the club either. I had tried several times to speak to him. Hoping if he heard me out he would pass on to Luci what had really happened. Sally was a no go, John had warned us to stay away or he would throw us in the cells for harassment.

I am pretty sure it wouldn’t stick, but I didn’t want to get any further on the wrong side of Luci’s parents. So I just had to hope John would relent, and hear me out, even if it was just to get rid of me. I would take it whatever the reasons.

When I wasn’t working on cages and bikes in the garage, I was reading. I hadnt thought of myself as much of a reader prior to this, but I got every pregnancy, and new parent book I could find and read as much of that she.it as possible.

I wanted to know what Luci was going through at every stage. It made me worry about if she was eating enough healthy sh.it, and worry that her morning sickness, (worst name in history, as that sh.it happens at any time of the day) was too bad.

I bought some soft toys and even tried out things like changing a diaper on it. I didn’t want to get one of those practice babies that cried and sh.it, because the brothers would think I traded my di.ck for a pu.ssy, and I wasn’t in the mood for anyone taking the pi.ss. I may just kill them the mood I was in.

It all kept me busy, along with the house I was building on the compound. The one I had commissioned months ago for Luci and I to stay in. She hadn't known about it, it was supposed to be a surprise, one I had hoped she would love.

It was right next door to Baloo and Iris’ place, I knew she would be happy with them as next door neighbours. I just hoped this was still in the cards for us. Even if she didn’t want me anymore this would still be hers if she wanted it, at least then she would still be close.

Then came another email 4 weeks later, pictures, a video, and a note says its a boy. My heart damn near stopped with happiness, knowing that at least they were healthy. I didn’t hope for Digit to do magic this time but I still handed over the laptop just in case we caught a break.