Prospects Day Out

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"Yeah?" He asked and I could hear Ace shouting from here which is exactly why I hadn't answered it myself.

"No it's dealt with, although I think there's one still alive." He commented before looking round the truck to see the man still writhing around in pain on the ground. The realisation of what I'd just done finally began to sink as the adrenaline wore off.

I'd not only just shot a man but also beat one, I was a student studying criminal justice and I'd done enough to get me locked up for a good amount of time. Fuck. What had I done? I vaguely remember hearing Cain tell Ace our location before hanging up.

"You okay?" He asked, placing a hand on my shoulder. "You look a little pale."

I closed my eyes as stars danced across my vision and I grabbed onto Cain as I a wave of dizziness hit me. "Whoa." He shouted before catching me before I hit the ground, he pulled me over to sit me down on the truck. "Breathe Ava." He told me and I listened.

After a few breaths I finally managed to regain my composure and after reassuring Cain that I was fine just in shock. He watched me warily before looking up at the sound of a group of Harleys. "Fucking bastard!" I heard my brother roar as I rose from outside of the truck.

Diesel and Gunner raced round the truck their eyes wide at the sight of the bloodied man lay on the ground. "You do this?" Gunner asked, directing his question at their prospect.

"Nope." He told them, glancing at me unsurely.

"I did." I told them, my voice shaking. Their eyes widened in disbelief before Gunner broke out into a massive grin.

"Wow kid. Nice job," he complimented. "Didn't know you had it in ya." He patted my back and I couldn't believe the reaction I'd received. I thought they'd of told me a woman's place was to sit in the front and be quiet.

"You shoot that guy too?" Diesel asked and I nodded, the two boys looked at me in awe. Cain however looked unimpressed.

"Yeah well I'm the one who took a bullet!" He interrupted while crossing his arms and huffing like a jealous child.

"Did you wear your vest like we told you to?"

"Yes."

"Did you bleed?"

"No."

"Are you dead?"

"No."

"Then shut the fuck up." Diesel snapped, he wore an irritated expression before leaning over the truck to call my brother and Ace yet when they rounded the truck they was with the club member from the diner.
He was older than all of the men and had a big bushy brown beard with flecks of grey. He wore a bandana that had the clubs branding on.

"Whoa." He remarked looking down at the bloodied man and I cringed away from the look that Gunner was giving me. He looked proud. Proud that I'd beaten a man with a bat.

"Nice job prospect!" My brother congratulated until the boys faces become grim. "What?"

"I didn't do that." Cain told him, wrapping his arm around my shoulders. "Your sister did and she shot that other guy too!"

Axel looked in me in horror and I shrank against Cain, silently praying that the ground would just swallow me hole to put my out of my misery. "You?" He asked in disbelief, his face drawn into a snarl. "What the fuck Ava?"

"It was self defence." Ace defended, glaring at Axel.

"I don't give a fuck if the guy had a gun in her mouth, she's acting like a club member." My brother retorted, his face scrunched up furiously. "She ain't a club member Ace!"

"That's enough." He snapped. "Axel I ain't bout to argue with you bout this again. We got things to do."

Axel clenched his jaw but didn't say another word but still glared at me nonetheless. "Now prospect your with Axel and Gunner, you take that motherfucker to one of our warehouses and tie him up. I'll meet you there later.  Diesel, Jimmy you're gonna dispose of this dead boy and go get Avas inhaler then you're gonna meet me back at the clubhouse."

The men nodded before dispersing, I went to reach for Axel but he flinched away from my touch. "I don't wanna talk to you, I don't even know who you are anymore." He muttered and I felt tears sting at the back of my eyes, a lump forming in my throat.

I couldn't even speak before he'd stormed over to help the boys tie up the remaining rebel. "Ava you're with me." Ace called, pulling me towards his bike and holding me steady as I stumbled over my own feet.

I peered over at my brother who had his back to me while he was lifting the gentlemen that still groaned in pain. "Don't worry Ava, he'll snap out of it soon." He told me yet his words didn't nothing but irritate me.

"And how long until I kill somebody Ace? He's right. Who even am I?" I asked angrily, frustrated tears springing to my eyes.

"You've already killed someone Ava. That man you beat with the bat is long dead." My tears fell from my eyes but these tears were sad tears. I'd taken somebody's father, someone's son. Axel really was right, I didn't know who I was anymore either. "Own that shit Ava, you're definitely apart of this club, now get on the damn bike. You're going home."

I swatted my tears away angrily before storming over to his bike and kicking it. "Fuck you!" I shouted before running out of the car park like a child. I disappeared down a side street and hid behind a bush when I watched his bike zoom straight past me. I waited there until the whole gang had passed and once I was sure I wouldn't be found I slid down the wall.

I thought about what I'd done today, what had happened the day before and I cried. I let my tears fall as I hung my head in shame.

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