Stuck With The Bikers

WILD HOGS MOTORCYCLE CLUB.

President, (Mr Finn)

Vice president. (Carl)

Enforcer. (Mason)

Sergeant at arms. (Henry)

Secretary (Jade)

Assistant secretary (Taylor)

Treasurer. (Roger)

Assistant Treasurer. (Kate)

Road captain (Marco)

And Other members………

Mild laughter, chatters, and chuckles burst from the Wild Hogs clubhouse. Blaring rock music with strong beats spilled the enormous club, pulsating the throbbing energy that radiated from within, and some members danced in pairs with drinks in hand.

Outside, a majority of motorcycles were parked, painted in various colors. One member, Jayden, is a neat freak who is completely smitten with his bike, so he busied himself cleaning it.

Another member, Raymond, occupied himself with drawing a woman who was posing in a corner. She had tattoos covering her neck, and her jet black hair had a hint of green at the side. With eager eyes, she observed Raymond sketching her, her emerald eyes penetrating his.

Justin, a new member, was busy with drawing more tattoos on Roger’s arm.

They were all dressed in a vest that displayed their patches.

Carl was having a conversation with Henry, the sergeant of arms. They both discussed a particular event that would be held soon at the Green house Theatre.

After they finished, Carl turned down the DJ’s music so he could grab everyone’s attention.

“Let’s gather around, everyone!” He exclaimed, clapping his hands above his head. Everyone left whatever they were doing to hear what he had to say.

Their club consists of twenty-five members. With twenty-two males and just three females, one of which was Carl’s girlfriend.

Seated side by side, they stared at Carl as he cleared his throat and began to talk.

“As everyone is aware, Mr. Finn, our president, is currently out of town, but that shouldn’t stop us from making plans and engaging in various activities. The Bikesparks group is hosting a brand-new motorcycle event at one of the largest theaters in Texas, and guess what?”

“What!” the other members asked at once, faces brimmed with curiosity and excitement.

“We’re invited to perform some stunts for them because they love our team. However, the fact remains that we are not the only ones invited. The Asphalt warriors were invited as well to perform some stunts for them.” Carl added, and there was a hiss among the members. Most of them rolled their eyes and some of them balled their fists, banging it on an object to display their frustration at the mention of the Asphalt warriors team. They’re also a famous motorcycle club, but they’re their rivals as well.

Carl was the vice president of the Wild Hogs motorcycle club and has been running the club even before they were in college. His father, a drug addict, never loved him and spent most of his time on gambling and women. His mother died when he was still very much young so he hasn’t received much love from anyone.

Luckily, he got to know Mr Finn during his teenage years. Mr Finn was a man in his early forties and was the president of the wild Hogs motorcycle club. There were no records about him being married or having any kids. People only knew him as the president of a motorcycle club. Carl became close friends with him and there, he found his interest in riding bikes.

When his father mistreated him severely, he had no choice but to run away from home to live with Mr. Finn. Together, they oversee the motorcycle club’s growth and attract further members. Carl, who was raised witnessing his father lead a wild lifestyle, also followed in his footsteps. Besides using and abusing narcotics, he also has a frigid demeanor that instills fear in others.

Finn’s adversary, Mr. Xavier was the manager of the Asphalt Warriors MC. Before things happened, they were both buddies, but now they were rivals who took pleasure in the same activities. Adrian Ronaldo, Carl’s opponent, served as the vice president of Asphalt Warriors. Not only was he attractive, but he was also a skilled bike rider.

Both Carl and Adrian are loved for their talents, but they did not consider each other as friends. While Carl had spiky brown hair, olive-toned skin and deep emerald eyes, Adrian on the other hand had fair skin, blond crew cut hair and deep blue eyes.

“F**k Asphalt warriors team. They’re no match with us, why would anyone in their right senses make us compete with them?” jade cussed, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms at the same time.

Since the Asphalt Warriors are their rivals with the same potential and skills, every member of the Wild Hogs team detested them and believed that they should not be friends.

After jade finished her statement, murmurs erupted and Carl banged his fist on the wall to silence them.

“Guys, that’s enough! This is not the first time we’re competing with the Asphalt warriors team, so stop making a fuss out of it. We only need to practice in order to defeat them and bring that golden medal to our club... to where it belongs. Do we all understand?!”.

Carl bawled, flicking his gaze at each of their faces while they all nodded in agreement.

“Okay. We’ll be performing more bike races and stunts at the event because we’re all riders. Besides our ability to win, a number of other factors will be evaluated during the race, including our poise, teamwork, and the stunts we plan to pull off. The winner will be determined by totaling those points. Remember, we aren’t the only teams. Several other teams will be there as well as the Asphalt warriors team, so let’s give it our all. I believe we can do this!”

Carl encouraged them, and they all nodded before placing their hands on top of each other.

“We can do this, can we?”

“Yes!”

“Wild Hogs team!” Carl cheered.

“The cool jetters!!” they all chorused before separating their joined hands and raising it in the air.

They all drank and raised a toast after Taylor brought the drinks. After the DJ started spinning some tunes, a few of them moved to the dance floor to groove to the intense pace and rhythm. While Justin went back to continue his tattoo design on Roger’s arm, some headed to the gaming house to play some bike games.

Jayden, who was so obsessed with his bike, gathered a few of the members and they did a mini bike race to prepare ahead for the forthcoming contest Carl discussed earlier.

Carl drank a glass of beer and placed the cup carelessly on the table. Mason, his closest friend, and the enforcer of their motorcycle club sat beside him.

Carl watched as Mason brought out his phone and stared at it with wide eyes, which piqued Carl’s interest.

“What?” Carl asked.

“Dude. How’s your phone now? Is it still working?”

Carl rolled his eyes as he brought out his phone. “Not at all. Displaying no indications of operation. I doubt if it’ll even turn on.”

Carl gazed at the fissure on the screen of his phone. Dropping it down, he ruffled his hair and placed his elbows on the table.

“There is news about what happened last night in the media. And that girl. Who’s she, by the way?” Mason asked, keeping his gaze on Carl, whose face was cold at the moment.

“I don’t know who she is..but I guess I often see her at the school library.”

“School - school library?” A shocked Mason stuttered, raising a brow..

“Since when have you been going to the libraries? Woah! That’s unlike you!” Mason exclaimed, finding it hard to believe. Carl was never a type to hold books for a minute, let alone read them. It was so strange to Mason that he mentioned going to the library.

“So tell me.. Did you go to the library because of her? I mean.. urh.. the nerd pretty girl?”

Mason asked, while Carl rolled his eyes.

“Why would I fall for someone like her? If I were to select girls to f**k, do you think she’d ever be a part of them?”

Mason rolled his eyes; He knew Carl was never infatuated with girls, as all he does was f**k them and ditch them.

“I understand, but what were you doing at the library? Carl only visits unusual locations when something piques his interest. Am I right? Let’s take, for instance, a beautiful, sexy girl you wish could end up in your bed.”

Mason hinted, but Carl continued to withhold the response he was hoping for. His gaze flew around the club, and then, when he looked at the entrance and saw someone approaching hesitantly, his eyes widened.. Not just anyone, but it was the drunk girl from last night. The one they were discussing at the moment. The girl who dared to kiss him and foolishly broke his phone. She had these large doe eyes, golden blonde hair and innocent face that somehow brightens his spirit within.

Carl watched as she took slow hesitant steps into the club with her eyes glancing at everyone’s faces. She gawked as an enormous clubhouse glared back at her and most people did not really bother about her presence, since they were engaged with some activities.

When she sighted Carl, her eyes sprang wide like saucers and she couldn’t help but fiddle her fingers and bury her eyes on her shoes…She stared back at him and his cold emotionless eyes glared back at her, staring at her with such intensity that made her skin crawl.

She was in a shirt and short skirt. Even with how free her outfit was, her curves could not be ignored. She was busty, pretty, and simple. Something about her amuses Carl, but he just couldn’t lay his finger on it. She was the main reason he went to the library that day, but he just couldn’t confess it to Mason since he was all high, mighty, and filled with pride.

He could remember the kiss.. How her lips touched his, softly like a dragonfly on water. It made every inch of the place she touched sacred.

Amanda gulped down the lump in her throat. Carl’s deep green eyes hovered over her features, making her feel small. Her legs became heavy and she couldn’t even move an inch from where she stood. She wished that the earth could open and swallow her so she wouldn’t have to make eye contact with him. Her heart thudded frantically against her ribcage, like it was about to explode.

Carl got on his feet and every step he took towards her made her heart beat faster. She held her breath, the air on her skin rising as she watched those sly smiles deepen as he ambled to where she stood.

A blazing fire sparked in Carl’s pupils, sending chills down her spine. He towered over her with narrowed eyes as he took in her appearance. Biting her lower lip, she shut her eyes, unable to look into his face.

“I’m - I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to kiss you last night,” the words slowly rolled out of her mouth while Carl smirked.

Furrowing his brows, he suddenly grabbed her by the arm and pushed her to the wall, making her back lean on it. She forcefully opened her eyes and stifled a gasp as she met his emotionless gaze.

He held her chin, making them have eye contact.

“I’m sorry barbie doll, but your apologies can’t fix my broken phone, you know,” He mumbled with his voice like the call of a death knell. He traced her jaw with his fingers before settling his gaze on her perky breasts. Every of his intense gaze made her skin crawl, and she wished she could disappear like smoke in a wind at that moment.

Amanda shuddered when she saw those devilish smirks on his face. His eyes bored into hers with such intensity that could make holes in her.

‘Lord. Save me,’ she mumbled under her breath, wondering what he plans on doing to her.