Monster 18

Monster

The clubhouse was full when we arrived, all piled into Keeley’s clapped-out little car. I had wanted to take my bike but I also wanted my cousin there. And I knew she wouldn’t come unless we all went together. She very rarely came to the clubhouse, not because she judged the men I called brothers, but because it just wasn't her scene. And honestly I was fine with that, I hadn't been lying to Angela about Keeley being a sweet girl.

“Looks like the party started without us.” I didn't even try to hide my excitement. I might not like clubs, but I liked a clubhouse party. There, amongst my own people, I didn't have to hide who I was because they already knew. They knew and they accepted me anyway.

“Yeah.” Angela said from the back. She wasn't happy about being shoved back there but then I was betting there wasn't much Angela was ever happy about. She was a spoiled princess who was prone to temper tantrums, but I was sure I could fuck that out of her. Earlier she had tried to throw