Inferno & The Good Girl:  (Brothers of Devils Comfort MC)

by Brair Lake

  “And believe me Prospect when I say the make up sex is well worth it”

  “Fuck, Dad, I don’t need to know that you and Baby Blu, are getting down and dirty. As it is, I‘m moving into the clubhouse, listening to you two isn‘t healthy for me.”

  Slapping Trax on his back as I pass him. “Life’s good son,”

  Chapter 12

  As summer gave way to fall, the temperature has started to drop. Devils Comfort decided to make the most of what is left of the good weather. By inviting everyone to a cook out this weekend.

  Driving into the clubhouse parking lot with Tommy and dad, there is little parking room left. This is due to the overflow of unfamiliar cars and bikes. As we step from the car, we become overwhelmed with the aromatic scent of charcoal and barbequed meat. Plumes of smoke fill the air. The music has a loud heavy beat to it. Soon we are greeted by other revelers who are enjoying the party atmosphere. A patch of lawn has

  been hi-jacked by dancers. Picnic benches are packed with more party revelers. As they tuck into their food, plates piled high with a selection of burgers, sausages and chicken. The beer is flowing freely.

  While neither Tommy or my Dad have been introduced to Inferno, they are well aware that we are in a relationship. I have never hidden this fact from them. Although

  he lives next door to Inferno’s parents. His only knowledge of him is his reputation.

  After searching the yard, I finally spot Inferno. He is by the grill and next to him, is a man, who is about an inch or two shorter. His dad is not as well built and he is about thirty years older. On the other side of this man, Trax is standing. Three generations of Pages stood together. All of them imposing in their own right. Whilst, the eldest Page had never been a member of this or any other motorcycle club. Neither did he look out of place, nor if needed, he would know how to handle himself.

  Just as I know when Inferno is in my vicinity, he knows when I am in his. As I make my way over, he turns his head towards me, to give me a sweet smile, the one that always puts a twinkle in his eyes. When I reach him, he puts his arm round my waist. Drawing me close to kiss me on the forehead. Resting my hand on his chest as I smell him. Smelling him has become part of my ritual when I am in his vicinity,

  “Hi.”

  “Hi, Dad, Baby Blu, Baby Blu Dad.”

  “Hi Mr Page, is Mrs Page here” I ask looking round to see if I can spot Inferno’s mum.

  “Oh, honey no more Mr & Mrs Page, It’s Jack and Anna” With a nod and a handshake “Ted, Tommy, hey Tommy, I here you’re looking for some odd jobs. Come over to my place, my lawn could do with a cut.” Jack smirks as he gives Trax a peculiar look over his nose.

  “Hey Gramps, I’d do it, but you know what its like between working and stuff.”

  Cuffing him over the head “Eli Page you’re still big enough to go over my knee.”

  “Ha, I’ll get you another beer gramps. Come on Tommy lets leave the adults and raid the food.”

  “Don’t you be leading that boy into temptation?” I say as they both amble off to where the food is being cook.

  “Hello Baby Blu” Anna has now joined us. Holding two filled plates, passing one over to Jack.

  “You going to feed me baby.” Blushing, I face Inferno, “I only feed you on date night.”

  “Mmm, sure am looking forward to our next date night.” Dam, my face is on fire and my panties are wet.

  “Behave,” I mutter, as I hid into his chest.

  “Next Sunday, you’ll all have to come over to ours for lunch.” Anna invites.

  “Sure momma and Trax can mow the lawn while we’re there.” Inferno volunteers.

  “Hey, you can’t be taking Tommy’s job away from him, that’s nepotism.”

  Shrugging at my response he links our hands. “Come on, lets dance” Inferno invites,

  as he drags me over to the dance floor. I love being close to Inferno, and dancing is the perfect excuse to feel his body next to mine.

  After a couple of dances, we make our way over to Cassie, who is snuggled into Linc’s arms, on one of the picnic benches.

  “Having fun?” Cassie asks as she stretches her body and if possible snuggles even further into Linc.

  Slipping my hands into Infernos, as I sit opposite him. With one knee bent on the bench the other swinging low over this side. “Yeah, Trax and Tommy appear to be getting on.” Watching them both, I feel a small crease form on my forehead. Tommy needs a good male influence in his life and I know my dad will do his best. Although Inferno is a good dad, do I want Tommy to join Devils Comfort, as Trax has.

  “We’re trying for a baby,” Cassie mentions as she also watches the boys. Turning towards her, her face suddenly appears to have a shadow cast over it. I am not sure if it my imagination or if the temperature dropped as the feeling is soon gone. “It’s taking longer than we had anticipated.” Then with an impish grin. “At least we are having plenty of fun practicing.” laughing as she kisses Linc on the mouth, whose arms squeeze her tighter.

  “And we need all the practice we can get.” Linc jokes.

  “You’ll make great parents” I tell them. Rushing over to give Cassie a quick kiss and hug. “Good Luck.” I whisper for her ears only.

  Amongst the noise of the party dwellers, a car can be heard screeching as the brakes are slammed. A door is closed with a loud bang.

  In the parking lot is an old pick up., parked haphazardly. Striding towards us is a none to steady Eddie Bale, Tommy’s father.

  Eddie Bale, is wearing dirty jeans, that are slightly to large for him. His T-shirt, which was once white, is now a murky washed out gray. The front covered in food, beer and what appears to be sweat stains. Making his way towards the crowds, his head is goes from side to side. It looks as if he is frantically searching for someone. People are stepping aside, trying to avoid the path he is taking, as he heads in our direction.

  Crabby, who until now had been entertaining Lacey, one of the club whores, made his way over to where Eddie is. His fist curling and uncurling. When he is about a foot away from the unwelcome visitor. He places his body in front of him, trying to prevent Eddie from coming any further.

  “Get back to your car and leave.” Crabby tells him.

  “Piss off, I’m here to collect my son from this cesspit, that slut ain’t having him.” he says, pointing his finger at me. Pushing Crabby out of the way as he covers him in spittle.

  “Not happening mate. So why don’t you turn around and go, before you get into trouble.” Capturing Eddie by the shoulder, Crabby attempts to turn him back towards his car. Due to the amount of alcohol Eddie has consumed. He takes a swing towards Crabby, which he dodges, by diving to the left.

  “Let him go Crabby.” Inferno orders coming to stand next to him. At the order Crabby steps to the side and with a snidely grimace on his face, Eddie continues to stumble to where Tommy and I are standing. Everyone has stopped to watch Eddie. Waiting to see what happens next.

  While the ruckus with Crabby and Eddie has been going on, Tommy made his way over and is now standing slightly to the back of me, his body trembling. I am not sure if this is from fear or anger. Inferno is trying to block Eddie from coming any closer to us. Dad, and Trax, who also made his way over, are flanked either side of me. As they cover Tommy. Behind Tommy, stands Jack and Anna. The rest of the brothers are situating themselves into a semi circle as they watch Eddie make a spectacle of himself. The atmosphere has changed. The music is no longer playing and there an undercurrent to be felt. Everyone watches as Eddie tries to pass Inferno to approach us.

  Unsure as to what kind of drunkard Eddie is, but from where I am standing, he looks like a mean stupid one. One who is stupid enough to take on a motorcycle club.

  Eddie having dodge Inferno, is now standing in front of me. Wobbling as he reaches behind me, his hand aiming for Tommy.

  “Come on Tommy, we’re going home.” he sputters. Although I do not see it, I feel Tommy as he takes a step back.

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p; There is anger radiating off Inferno, he is becoming aggressive. His shoulders are square and he has stepped in front of both Tommy and myself. He’s in protective mode. In this situation I am willing to let him handle this. I realize, as my body starts to shake. My stomach is in knots, but I still don’t remove my eyes off Eddie. I will do everything that I can to protect his son.

  “Not going to happen bud.”

  “Move your fucking body. You can’t stop me.” Raising his right arm to take a swing with his fist. Somehow, he has managed to hit Inferno on the shoulder, causing both of them to rock.

  They say there is no fool like a drunken fool. As I watch this display of this display of idiocy, I understand what they mean.

  “Tommy, get your fucking body over here now!” his farther shouts.

  Tommy starts to shuttle forward. As I feel his movement and without disconnecting my eyes from his father’s face. I step back to stretch my arms out and take a hold of Tommy’s hand.

  As he turns towards me, “You think you’re better than me, your think you know how to bring MY son up.” Eddie sneers at me as he looks over Inferno’s shoulder. His face heating up, teeth bared as he draws his lips back

  “Shut your fucking mouth.”

  “That slut ain’t having anything to do with my son. You hear me slut.”

  “Taking my son away from a good decent home, bringing him here to corrupt him, with drink, drugs and sex. You ain’t anything but a whore, spreading your legs for these scumbags.”

  “Mr Bale” I start to say, moving forward,

  “Shut up Baby Blu” Inferno warns me as he clutches Eddie Bale by his T-shirt. Scrunching the front up as he pulls him forward as he lifts him off his feet. His right arm, takes a swing back, then he connects his fist with Eddie’s face. Again, he swings his arm back and punches this man in the face. Eddie is trying defend himself as he attempts to throw a fist forward. Yet still Inferno does not let go of his shirtfront. Holding him and punching him repeatedly, soon his body is limp and Inferno drops him to the ground.

  Turning, he says to no one in particular “Get this piece of shit of my land..” Trax approaches the fallen body, searching him for his car keys, once he has them located, he half drags the body of Eddie Bale as he stumbles behind him, trying to keep up. The walk back to the car takes longer than expected as Eddie trips over his own feet. Finally they reach the car and as Trax leaves the compound, Crabby follows on his Harley.

  I take Tommy in my arms and squeeze him tight which, he reciprocates. I do not know if I am doing this for him or for me. Soon there is extra warmth in our hug as Inferno joins us to encloses my body into his. My back is to his front as he brings his arms round. The touch of his lips a gentle caress against my hair.

  “Tommy, no matter what your dad does or says. You will stay with Baby Blu and her dad, ok.”

  Tommy lifts his head, his eyes acknowledging Inferno as they come to an understanding.

  That no matter what happens, Inferno, his club and his family will always be there to protect him and Baby Blu.

  Fudge steps into our little circle, handing a beer out to Inferno.

  “Time to get this party back on track.” He announces, pulling me to the dance floor. The music is switched back on and the sound of heavy bass guitar can he heard. The beat taking over our bodies, as we pretend that nothing has happened, soon Inferno and Tommy join us.

  Chapter 13

  After the disturbance with Eddie Bale and the crashed party. I call an importune meeting with the brothers. No one comes on to Devils Comforts property and upsets either the members, or my family without some form of retribution.

  Eddie Bale is nothing but a bully, praying on women and children. Unfortunately for him, he has chosen the wrong victims for his anger.

  Trax and Crabby, who have returned to the compound. I do not know what went off, while they were gone. What I have noticed is that Crabby looks a little happier. As a prospect, Trax is not attending the meeting, but Crabby has joined us.

  Sometimes you do not have to say anything, just a look conveys all that is necessary. As the room settles down, we discuss what happened this afternoon and how we will handle the retribution.

  “I want that fucker watched. He does anything out of line, you tell me. No matter what time of day or night it is. You see him anywhere near Baby Blu, Tommy or her house, you tell me. Got it?”

  Heads bob in agreement, this job will fall to the prospects, who will report back to Dec.

  “Linc, I’m going to have to take Trax out of the studio, until this mess is sorted”

  Trax loved Baby Blu and I can him to keep her safe

  “Fine, I’l find temporary replacement to cover the desk while he’s absent.”

  “You need anything pres, you just let us know.” this came from Tabby.

  “Sundance, you find out what you can on Baby Blu’s application for guardianship on Tommy”

  Saluting me with his fingers as he acknowledges the request.

  Now that we have the necessary precautions in place, I bang the gravel, declaring the meeting closed. As I haul my chair back, patting my pockets to locate the keys to my Harley.

  “You going somewhere Pres” this comes from Fudge.

  “Just going for a ride.” Finding myself with some excess nervous energy that I need to burn before I head home to Baby Blu. Being on the road is the ideal solution for me.

  “Yeah, I understand, think I’ll come with you.t” This wasn’t a request, it was a statement.

  By the time, I straddle my bike, several other brothers have begun to mount theirs and we roll. The direction I take is south, the brothers follow, not a single biker leaves the precession as I head for my mark.

  The streets are abandoned at this time of the night, only to be illuminated by the streetlamps and the crescent moon.

  Baby Blu was not happy when I had sent her home with my folks. I have to be honest with myself and one of the reason I am on this ride, is due to the fact I wish to delay on oncoming confrontation.

  When wee reach our destination, I find what I came looking for; Eddie’s beat up truck. It is parked outside his shack. Drawing alongside side the truck, I park the bike without dismounting. I am not here to fight or argue with him. Staying straddled on the bike, I turn the throttle, gently at first, then louder and louder. Rapidly, the quiet night is filled with the sound of Harley engines being throttled. The riders are becoming boisterous as they let the engines throb in the night air. Only to let engines die down, before starting again.

  We are making are presence felt, and still none of Eddie’s neighbors came to tell us to piss off. Some of the brothers at the back of the precession, have become rowdy as they ride their Harleys up and down the road, brakes squealing as they take sharp turns. Our headlights are illumining Eddie’s home, the lights shining into his property. From where I am, I see the curtains flicker. Yeah, the coward is hiding behind his curtains. Again, I throttle the engine, nice and load, the Harleys are roaring. This is all about intimidation. We sit outside for about thirty minutes before the law turns up. By now, we have woken the entire street and I am too pissed to care.

  The Sheriff’s vehicle draws along side the house, and Sheriff Adam Henry alights, heading towards me., he too looks to be in a pissed off mood, giving the Harley one last thunderous throttle. I shift my body to face the him,. The Harley sitting in idle as I wait.

  “Nice evening for a drive Sheriff.”

  Adam is in no mood for pleasantries.

  “You know where I was Dante?”

  Lifting my eyebrow at the question, I do not dignify to answer it.

  “I was at home, with my woman, when I get a call, telling me, that there’s a disturbance in the South projects, where a gang of bikers are ripping up the roads.”