BLAZING IN INK (BOOK THREE)

💀 PROLOUGE BOOK 2 💀

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CERBERUS

Sometimes it's hard to keep feelings to yourself.
Sometimes you got to break the rules for love.

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Cerberus

Everyone has demons, they fight every day. Some people have different childhoods, some were born into being rich and others weren't. For me, I was bullied. I was the one that ended up having drinks poured over me or pushed into the lockers all because I was different. I had mild autism.

My twin sister, Moxxie helped me through school as much as possible. Even though our parents helped us, they were working to keep our bills paid and food on the table. Our dad was a truck driver so he was always on the road and our mum worked as many jobs as she could. Now our parents are retired, I visit every week. When I was in school coming home and staying in the garage helped a lot, my father was able to help me learn how to put a car together and also how to fix other things. So when I left school I got a job at the local garage.

Skip a few years I joined the Armoured Beasts in Maine and I haven't looked back since. I became the enforcer of the club.

I had my bag packed ready for the charity run that lasts a few days. It was something we did every year to help out the homeless, kids with disabilities and even mother's struggling. Everyone in the club was going even the prospects as they drove the van filled with tin food, blankets, pillows, clothing and even toys. Doing things like this, to help other people like myself struggle with daily things, made me realise how lucky I was to have help from family.

I closed my dorm door and carried my bag over my shoulder as I walked down the hall. I ran my hand through my shoulder-length hair knowing I needed a haircut soon. I walked out of the clubhouse and towards my Harley. I strapped my bag on the back of my bike. "Cerberus, you got everything?" My president, Coyote called out. I gave him a nod of my head before he pats me on the back. "Good. The girls are coming this year to help out" he told me. I looked over to see Ripley, my president's old lady and his sister, Minx load up the truck.

I followed Coyote back to the clubhouse but Minx had stopped me "Cerberus, can you grab the box from the bar. It's heavy with all those tin cans inside" she asked me, I gave her a nod before she walked off. I looked inside the box to make sure it was stocked before I carried it out to her truck. "Thank you" she smiled as I pushed it onto the bed of the truck.

Before I knew it, the guys had walked out and got ready to leave. "Drive safe," I told Minx before I walked away. I tied my hair back into a ponytail and clipped my helmet on as I climbed on my bike. I placed my bandanna over my nose and my sunglasses on before I started the bike.

For years when I was younger,  I wondered what it would be like to drive or ride the open road just like my father did for years.

Once Coyote rang the bell we were following after him and Grizzly, our Road Captain. We were heading to Indiana, it would take us about 19 hours to ride there but Coyote made it into two days, stopping at a motel for the night but also stopping at multiple rest places as well.

After 9 and half hours of riding, we pulled into the motel that we would be sleeping at for the night. I pulled down my bandana when I pulled in next to Jigsaw and Books. I was normally a quiet person, I tried to keep my anger at bay but sometimes things get me so mad I start to shake. It was like I couldn't control who I was, I was loyal to the club and my president.

Once my helmet was off and my hair was untied, I climbed off my bike and grabbed my bag before Minx came over and handed us keys to our rooms. I had one of the downstairs rooms, so I quickly put my bag down and walked back outside. It was 8 p.m. so the stars were shining above. I took a seat on the picnic table and pulled out my cigarettes.

Sometimes being alone with my thoughts was good and other times, it got worse. I overthink things, I push myself too hard and sometimes I make the wrong decisions in life. As I tried to quieten my rushing mind, I sighed before I brought a cigarette to my lips and lit it.

"I don't know how you can smoke them" I looked over to see Minx standing there with a paper bag. She took a seat next to me and opened the bag. "Here, you must be hungry," she said, holding a roll out for me but I shook my head no but she shoved it into my hand. "Eat,"

She took out another roll and started to eat next to me. Minx... was my president's sister... but they weren't related. I had known her since I joined the club a few years ago. In my eyes, her big curly blonde hair and her bright blue eyes could put a guy to his knees.

As I got to know Minx over the years, she became a friend. She knew I had some trouble with things in life but she looked past my mild autism but lately, I had started to feel something towards her that I had never felt before. I never dated...

But I couldn't act on my feelings as Coyote had put out a rule... no one was ever able to date Minx from the cub. Trigger had already tried to and look where he ended up.. 6 feet under in a hole that I dug up.

"Are you excited about tomorrow?" She asked me but I shrugged my shoulders. "Or the cars?" She smiled.

Minx had a beautiful smile, it could light up the room. "Mostly cars" I mumbled.

"Of course" she laughed slightly. "Can't wait to get your hands dirty"

"Something like that," I said, I took one last puff of my cigarette before I put it out beside me. "You should head back to your room, get some sleep"

"You're always looking out for me" she smiles, Minx leans over and kisses my cheek before getting off the table. "Make sure you eat" she smiled softly, I nodded my head slightly and then she was gone. I sighed before I lit another cigarette, I spent another 30 minutes sitting there before I went to my room.

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Enjoy!