Delilah
I knew it was going to be trouble the moment the bike came to a halt. I could see it in Minutes strained face , his hands were shoved deep in his pockets. It was an almost relaxed pose but he wasn’t relaxed at all. His muscles were bunched and his eyes were wary.
The reason of his uneasiness become apparent the moment I swung my leg over the bike. My brother banged out the front door , it hit the wall with a thud and swung back nearly hitting the line of men that had followed him out.
“Where the hell have you been Delilah?” His voice was I cry calm , just like my fathers had been before he lost his s**t and went crazy with his fists. Nervousness gripped me and I glanced at Double as he slowly stepped up to me. His hands pulling the helmet from my head.
“Don’t f*****g look
