Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 87859 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87859 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
“Damn baby you look good” Saint says, pulling me to him
“Thank you,” I say giving him a kiss and I look down and there’s a pink my little pony sticker on the Sinner’s boot and I laugh and both of them look at me
“What’s so funny” I point down and they all look down Sinner goes to take the sticker off
“No leave it, that’s how your daughter found you, she seen the sticker” I tell him and Sinner lifts Prim up
“Is that why I keep finding stickers on all of my clothes and boots,” he asks her and she smiles
“Yep”
“Smart little cookie, aren’t you,” he tells her as she laughs and he pretends to eat her
“Alright the Brothers are here everyone outside” as we all make our way outside; two hearses sit at the gates and a tear comes to my eyes
“You ok baby?” Saint asks me and I look up at him
“I’m ok” I tell him as Ella walks up to the one holding Chance and she bursts into tears, Blaze pulls her to him whispering in her ear. Gunner’s brothers walk to his and I watch his younger brother tap on the window, his brother comforting him. We all head to the bikes and I sit sideways holding onto Saint, I watch all the kids being placed in the van with Abbey and Jake. The bikes start one by one, as the hearse moves forward and Razor and Nash pull off, Blaze next with Ella on the back than Gunner’s brothers riding Gunner’s bike. The others pull out from the Chapter, Sinner next to us Tink sitting the same way as I am and we all slowly make our way to the cemetery. It takes a usually ten-minute ride into a half an hour, the police closing of roads so we can pass by. As we pull up the women make their way up to the grave site and the boys carry the two caskets up. I look at the two deep holes in the ground holding onto my two long stem roses one for each of the boys. The funeral is like a blur, and I’m transported back to standing at my mother’s gravesite, tears fall down my face as the people get up saying their good-byes. Prayers are red and before I know it, I’m throwing a rose on top of Chance and Gunner’s coffins. I pass Gunner’s brothers giving each of them a kiss on the cheek and hug Ella, I know what’s it's like to lose someone, the loss always there over the years the pain lessens but that ache still remains. I stand next to Niya as the boys cover the boys up everyone putting a shovel of dirt on them by the last man the graves are filled, Saint comes to stand next to me and Razor speaks up
“We’ve lost two Brothers who will never be forgotten, two Devils, who are knee deep in pussy drink and more pussy, partying with past Brothers whom we’ve lost, so this is for you Brothers,” he pours two beers on top of the graves “DEVILS FOREVER” he yells and the rest of us yell back “FOREVER DEVILS” we all make our way back to the bikes, Saint holds me tight. As I get on the back of his bike, I hike my dress up and sit behind him properly and rest my head on his back all the other girls doing the same. I watch Ella sit on the back of Blazes bike and it makes me smile at how nervous she is but Blaze pulls her arms around him and she scoots forward trying to pull her dress down
“What are you smiling at?” Tink asks me and I motion over towards Ella and Tink smiles “You think Blaze has a thing for her” she asks and I nod
“I do, he hasn’t let her go once”
“Well, at least he’s better than her ex” she says and I agree
“Yeah” the guys start their bikes up and we all follow Razor and Nash out, it doesn’t take us that long to get back and when we do the music goes up and the drinks flow. Saint pulls me to him and I sit on his lap, Tink on Sinner’s and the rest all sitting around.
****
Saint
We all sit shooting the shit for a few hours the women set up food for us, and the guys devour it just as fast, and before we know it, it’s dark out, and I notice the kids have disappeared and I look at Sinner “Where are the kids?”
“Chelsea’s babysitting apparently.”
“Chelsea,” I ask, and he nods, I look around seeing all the women talking and drinking when Hawk comes up
“When are the women leaving?”
“Why don’t you go over and tell them to leave,” I tell him