Ryder: A Wings of Diablo MC Novel by Rae Lake (drm ebook reader .TXT) 📕

“I’m sorry Ryder, I know it's not something you want to hear.”

Medi tapped her again a little harder, he flexed again then made another few signs that I couldn’t decipher.

“Medi believes that you’re getting stronger, he says he believes in his heart that you will walk.”

“Yeah, well he and his mute heart can believe that shit outside of my room.”

With that, both of them turned around and left. I didn’t have the time for pipe dreams and that was all they were selling.

The next day I rode along with Storm to some of the pickup points just to make sure no one was going to try and mess with him.

“I don’t know why the fuck Wire has you out of the clubhouse, I told him I could make the pickups by myself. I don’t need a motherfucking babysitter.” Storm spoke more to himself than to me.

“I couldn’t care less about what you need, kid. We are losing money by the fucking truckloads, so whatever needs to be done to make sure that you ain’t jacked again, is what the fuck I’m going to do.”

He snickered and turned down the road that led to Satin Wings. It was our last pick up of the night.

“What the fuck is funny?”

“You, that’s what’s funny old man.” He glanced at me for a second before focusing back on the road. “You think you’re any type of back up for me? You ain’t, you’re nothing but a fucking liability. Tell me what the fuck you’re going to do if we get into some shit, rollover their foot? Get us good handicap parking? What are you going to do?” He laughed harder all the way until the moment I reached over and yanked his head to the side using his hair as a handle and used my other hand to hold his leg down on the gas, the truck fishtailed slightly as he tried to get the vehicle under control.

“That’s the problem with you young motherfuckers, no fucking respect. I was making drops before you got your first piece of ass, and you think you know better than me because you can walk and I can’t?” I screamed as I slammed his head down against the hard steering wheel one good time. “I’ve forgotten more shit than anyone could ever shove into that small mind of yours.”

The van swerved dangerously again, Storm was starting to panic.

“Another lesson for your dumbass, never go up against someone who has nothing to live for. I don’t give a fuck if I die today but I will make sure you’re rotting in your grave before I ever let you disrespect me like that again. You got it?”

Storm didn’t say a word, the blood from his nose pouring down his shirt. Both hands tightly gripping the steering wheel trying to make sure that we stayed on the road. “I asked you a fucking question boy!” I bellowed and pressed down on the leg that was pressing the gas.

“Yeah! Fuck! You got it, Ryder, that’s my bad.” He yelled back at me.

I let go of his leg and his hair and just glared at him for a second. Almost daring him to do something stupid like swing on me.

I sat back after a second, “That’s a good man. Now let’s get to the club, we’re already twenty minutes late.”

Storm used his sleeve to put pressure on his nose all the while cursing me out under his breath. He stopped in the parking lot right behind the back door and jumped out of the truck not even bothering to help me unload my chair or help me into it.

I reached over to the space between the two seats and pulled the folded chair up and pushed it out my door. It bounced hard but luckily righted itself. I was able to get myself into the chair with a bit of effort but I’d done it all myself. I rolled into the posh strip club and went to the back room. Where Maven was already trying to help Storm get the blood from his nose to stop bleeding.

“Hey Maven, everything good here today?”

“Yeah, Ryder. There were two bachelor parties here last night so the pickup should be big.”

“Good, I like getting more money.” I looked around the small room, “Where’s Cherry, she at another location today?”

“Nah, she is on the floor entertaining some of our customers.”

“Oh.” I looked away.

Rage started to burn its way through me. I turned my chair around and rolled out to the main area. I scanned the area and sure enough, there was Cherry sitting on some little pussies lap.

Didn’t she see how busy the place was? That some of her girls were just standing in the corners not working for the paycheck that they were getting from the Wings of Diablo. That’s the shit I can’t stand, fucking lazy bastards. I took my time and rolled through the crowd, nothing says get the fuck out of my way like a handicapped man in a strip club.

“Oh hey, Ryder.” Valentine stopped right in front of me. She had on more clothes than usual.

“What do you want?” I asked anxious to get over to Cherry.

“Look, I’m sorry about not coming to see you in the hospital. It’s just that after everything that went down with us-”

“Valentine, how many fucking times do I have to tell you, there is no us. There never was an us and there will never be a fucking us. Jesus woman, how fucking pathetic can you get?”

She took a deep breath and tried to stare me down, it didn’t work. One lonely tear came streaming down her face. “How can you talk to me that way, after everything we’ve shared, after all the nights we just held each other.”

“Easy, none of that meant shit to me, like you don’t mean shit to me. If you come at me with this shit again, I will make sure that Cherry fires your ass. Take that as your