Havoc

22 - She is literally insane!

Havoc

Red, Stryker, and I are all outside talking when Phoenix rides through the gates. Stryker raises his eyebrow when he sees Ava on the back of Phoenix’s bike. I dread to think what the two of them have been up to. I do know that Trace won’t like it.

“What have you two been up to?” Stryker stamps out his cigarette and watches Phoenix remove her helmet while climbing off her bike. Ava follows suit.

“What Jett told me to do.”

“And Ava’s with you, why?”

Phoenix rolls her eyes, but it’s Ava who answers Red. “I was just giving Phoenix a hand with something.” Red’s eyes narrow angrily. Jett is not going to like this. Initiations are meant to be carried out alone unless Jett says otherwise. “Grandpa, please don’t be mad at me,”

I roll my eyes at Ava’s childish ways. She knows how to wrap my dad, Roman, and Trace’s father right around her little finger.

“Cut it out, Ava!” I didn’t mean to snap at her, but this shi.t pisses me off.

“For Christ’s sake! Can you all just shut up? I’ve got shi.t to do.”

This time, I raise my eyebrow at Phoenix.

Who does she think she’s talking to all of a sudden?

“What I did or didn’t do has nothing to do with any of you. Just as what Ava was doing with me is none of your business. Come on, Ava.”

Ava hugs Red quickly before running after Phoenix like a loyal pet. I shake my head at how ridiculous that seems.

“We best get in there,”

I nod at Stryker.

We follow the girls inside, where everyone is waiting for Phoenix. I stand beside Trace, who looks like he’s about to commit murder. I knew he wouldn’t be pleased about his daughter being with Phoenix.

I watch Phoenix hand Jett her phone. “What’s this for?” He asks.

“It’s your proof, along with this.”

Jett raises his eyebrow while holding his hand out for Phoenix to drop something in his palm. He smirks before turning to face us all.

“When I sent Phoenix out of here earlier, it was to fetch me the one thing I never thought she’d be able to bring back.”

“And what was that?” BlackJack asks.

“Set this up.” Jett hands Phoenix her phone, and she leaves the room for a moment. Jett turns back to us. “I gave Phoenix the task of retrieving Billy Ryan’s gold tooth.”

“Are you fuckin’ serious?!” Wrench is so red in the face; it looks like he’s about to burst the blood vessels in his eyes.

“Shut the fuc.k up!” Tank snaps. “You were told that there would be no exceptions where Phoenix is concerned. She wants to be one of us; then she needed to prove she could do something most women wouldn’t.”

“I get that, Tank,” Wrench scratches his head. “But that fucke.r is insane. He could have killed her!”

Billy Ryan is a drug-dealing piece of shi.t from the next town over. He’s a vile cunt that has no problem slapping women around, nor does he have a problem taking what he wants. He’s a violent cunt, and, as Wrench said, could have killed Phoenix.

“Killed her?” Ava buts in. I forgot she was here for a moment, as did everyone else from the way they’re looking at her. “You don’t have a clue just how cunning and smart Phoenix is. She was amazing, and he didn’t stand a chance against her.”

“What the hell were you doing going along with her?”

Ava bites the inside of her cheek while looking at Trace. “She asked me for a favor.”

“If you assisted Phoenix with her task, she would have failed, Ava.”

“I didn’t help her, Jett. Phoenix would never ask for help, especially not with something as important as today. I swear to you on that.

“As soon as Phoenix read the note and knew what you wanted her to do, she knew how she would execute it. Phoenix called me only because she needed someone to hold her phone and record what she was about to do. She couldn’t carry out the act and film it.”

Jett nods his head, and I swear I see a slight smirk on his face. “I can let that slide as long as what you filmed is good.”

“Why don’t you be the judge of that?” I didn’t see Phoenix there. She places Jett’s laptop on the table in front of us all. I’m guessing she’s uploaded whatever Ava filmed to the computer. “Daddy, I’m sorry for what you’re about to see.”

BlackJack looks at his young daughter, and Red nudges my shoulder. I look at him for a moment, and we share a look that says, BlackJack is not going to like this.

Everyone gathers around Jett while Phoenix and Ava move to the back of the room. I watch them talking for a second. They’re laughing about something, not that I care what.

The screen comes to life, and we see Phoenix circling Billy Ryan as he sits in a chair. His eyes watch her appreciatively, even more so when she stands in front of him and removes her leather jacket.

Now, it’s not unusual for us to see Phoenix in her wet-look pants and a leather bra-style top. The girl always dresses that way, along with her biker boots and leather jacket. However, seeing her dressed that way on the screen is very different. She’s seductively moving her perfectly curvy body, pushing her fingers into her hair as she dances.

Razor looks at me with a smirk and a raised eyebrow. He’s thinking the same thing most men in the room are. Little Dana Anderson grew up. There’s no denying how beautiful Phoenix is, but seeing her on that screen, we all see the sex.y woman she’s grown into. You don’t see many women with a body shape like Phoenix’s.

Not that I find Phoenix sexuall.y attractive. I mean, she’s gorgeous and owns her sexualit.y, but I have my Wynter, and no one else will ever come close.

We watch the scene unfolding in front of us, and I have to hand it to Phoenix; she’s got some skills. I watch as she allows Billy Ryan to believe she’s about to make all his Christmases come at once. Phoenix straddles his lap, giggling as he grabs her waist.

I know Phoenix didn’t sleep with the man; she’d never allow her father, brothers, and nephews to watch if she had. Though I can tell watching this is bothering BlackJack.

‘Gotta admit,’ Billy Ryan’s voice comes loud and proud through the speakers. ‘You grew up to be a fine-lookin’ woman, little girl.’

I roll my eyes at the contradiction of his words—fuckin.g i***t.

‘I did grow up,’ Phoenix replies. ‘I’ve learned many things. Wanna see a special trick?’

‘Does it include you losing those clothes?’

‘You never know.’

‘We gonna do this in front of your little friend over there?’

Phoenix chuckles. ‘It’s more fun with an audience.’

We all watch as Phoenix slides her hands down Billy Ryan’s arms, all the time laughing to herself. I note Phoenix’s left hand slide over her hip and around her back. Something flies through the air, and Phoenix catches the handcuffs and slaps them around the arm of the chair and Billy Ryan’s wrist.

‘What the fuc.k is this?’

Phoenix climbs off his lap, turns to the camera, and catches another set of handcuffs. Ava obviously threw them to her.

‘This is nothing but fun, Billy.’ She handcuffs his other hand to the chair. ‘Now, are you going to be a good boy and give me what I want, or am I going to castrate you where you sit?’

Billy yanks on the handcuffs. ‘What do you want from me?’

‘Well,’ Phoenix folds her arms around her chest. ‘First of all, I want to know why the hell you thought you had a chance with someone like me. Secondly, what real man meets a Snakes Henchmen woman in a bar and leaves with them inside a minute? That’s right, dumb ass druggies.’ Phoenix slaps her forehead with her palm in mock stupidity.

Phoenix, on-screen, asks Ava to hand her the extraction forceps, and both Blade and I wince. Neither of us needs to see it to know Phoenix pulled teeth today.

Nevertheless, we all watch as Phoenix walks behind Billy, grabs the back of his head, and yanks it back. She mocks him repeatedly while pulling a gold tooth from his head. All the while, Billy is screaming in agony, yet Phoenix laughs. Before the scene ends, Phoenix warns Billy what will happen to him if he even thinks about retaliating.

That girl is literally insane!

“I tell you what,” Gunner shifts on his feet. “If that girl ain’t earned her patch, I’ll eat my jacket.”

He’s right. Phoenix did things her way, but she did complete the task Jett handed her. It would be a dic.k move for him to deny Phoenix’s patch.

“What do you think, BlackJack?”

BlackJack looks at Jett, arms folded, feet shoulder-width apart, and he rolls his neck. “I think sending my daughter to retrieve a drug dealer’s gold tooth was low. He could have turned on her and killed her, Jett.”

“You really don’t think much of my abilities if you believe that, Dad.”

BlackJack sighs before walking over to his daughter and taking her shoulders in his hands. “I have every faith that you can take care of yourself, Phoenix. I don’t, for one second, think you’re any less than anyone else here. I know you think I treat you differently because you’re a woman, but it’s not the case. Just ask Wrench how wrong you are.”

Wrench laughs. “He treated me the same way until you were born. You’re his baby girl, Phoenix. Of course, he’s going to worry about you.”

Phoenix nods and hugs her father. She still doesn’t like what he said; I can tell by the look on her face. Phoenix is a tough cookie, and I don’t think she’ll ever accept that her father is just doing what every father does where his daughter is concerned.

“Phoenix?”

“Yes, Prez?” She pulls away from BlackJack, who himself moves to the left.

“Today, you did well. Apart from your actions concerning Tex’s bike, I’m impressed.”

“Thank you.”

Jett nods his head slightly. “Every day of your life, you have been dedicated to this club. Not one day has gone by when you haven’t been one of us.”

Phoenix smiles.

“You’re loyal, even if you are hotheaded at times.” Everyone laughs. “Now, I’m going to ask for a show of hands. You’re going to stand here and find out if your fellow club members have as much faith in you as your father does.”

Phoenix looks around the room at each man and swallows hard.

She has to know that ninety-nine percent of us are on her side?

Sure, one or two members have reservations about allowing Phoenix to join. Nothing to do with the fact she’s a woman and everything to do with how out of control she can be.

But who the fuc.k isn’t?

“Raise your hand if you think Phoenix has done enough to earn her patch?”

I can only imagine how tight Phoenix’s stomach is right now. All her life, she’s longed for this day. Right here, and right now, she’ll either be given her patch or she won’t, but she’ll finally know, one way or another.

Our opinion doesn’t mean shi.t. Jett only asks for a show of hands to keep whichever Prospect in suspense. Jett has the last say, and ultimately, it’s his decision. Hell, we all know that he’s going to hand her that damn patch.

One by one, every member raises their hand. Tank does a quick count, then turns to Jett and nods.

“Looks like it’s unanimous, Phoenix,” Jett takes the leather jacket that Tank hands him. I smile because that jacket will have ‘Member’ stitched into it, meaning the world and his dog will know Phoenix is one of us.

Phoenix takes the jacket from Jett, opens it wide, and stares at it for a moment. She runs her hand over the stitching, each word, Phoenix on the back, the top and bottom rocker with Full Member, and our emblem and which charter we belong to – Tennessee Mother Charter, and smiles. She then takes off the jacket she’s wearing and hands it to Ava, who smiles excitedly.

Phoenix slips her new jacket on and takes a deep breath. “I did it,” She mumbles to herself. She looks at BlackJack. “I really did it, Daddy. I’m the first official female member of Snakes Henchmen MC.”

“And we’re all damn proud of you!” He yells.

“Drinks all round!”

I can’t turn my President down when he offers alcohol. It’s only right that we celebrate with Phoenix, though I wonder how Wynter is getting on, shopping with Cassie and Tonya. Wedding dress shopping for Cassie’s big day, I only hope they’re done soon. I need a little Wynter time.