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it all dies down. Hey and call your mom. She’s been howling and clawing at us the whole time you were gone.”
     “Hey baby I knew you weren’t dead, I knew they couldn’t kill the big bad wolf.”
    “Not now Bridget,” he tried to shake the bleach blonde off his chest but she wasn’t having it.
    “Oh is that anyway to treat someone who has been pining for you, missing your  - ,“
    Moose pushed her off to the side with one hand, “Go rub on someone else darling, I got business with the man.” Bridget pouted and sauntered away sending Ryder a look over her shoulder that let him know she’d be interested in seeing him later, “You keep putting your dick in crazy and you’re going to lose it one day.”
    “I haven’t put my dick it that particular bit of crazy since high school.”
    Moose shrugged, “Well guess you made an impression.”
    “Good to see you back man!”
    “Thought we’d lost your dumb ass for good!”
    “You’re like a bad penny, just keep turning up.” Ryder was surrounded by his brothers, all wanting to pat him on the back and let him know that they’d been worried about him or sad that he was dead, it was a good feeling to know you’d be missed. And that they’d throw a party full of hookers and high end alcohol for you when you died. He hugged them all and let them punch him, feeling buoyed by their bonds of brotherhood and loyalty… well most of them were loyal. 
    “Hey fuckface, didn’t think you’d make it back from that one,”  Trainz stood there with his hand up, waiting for Ryder to slap it.
    Ryder’s fists balled up beside him, “Yeah I bet you didn’t.”
    “Well it’s all good right? You turned up safe and sound.” He smacked Ryder on the arm a few times.
    “Yeah, look I need to go call my mom and let her know I’m alright.”
    “Yeah, man, I understand, but Big Dog is going to want to see you soon… Red.”
    Was the story already around the club that quick, he glanced over at Donny-O who was talking to a group of the guys. Donny-O glanced back and raised his cup, “TO RED!” he toasted loud enough for the whole club to hear.
     

“Ma I promise, I’m fine,” her screeching could probably be heard on the other side of the clubhouse, “Listen, I’ll come over to your house tonight,” he paused to let her continue to shriek, “I love you, I’ll see you tonight.” He hung up while she was in the middle of accusing him of staying out just to drive her crazy, and that her heart could only take so much.
    He threw the phone down on the old ratty quilt his grandmother had made for him and flopped down behind it. He was completely worn ragged.
    It had been an experience, but it hadn’t been all bad. His mouth quirked up at the thought of Aubrey, her neat little house and her giant bed. He wasn’t sure which he’d miss more, the belly rubs or sleeping diagonally across that huge mattress.
    His room there at the club was comfortable to him, but it held none of the warmth Sidney’s home had. The paint was peeling, showing the cheap wood paneling below, the posters of girls on bikes that plastered all four walls had been there when he’d moved in and he’d kind of liked them… or he’d been too lazy to take them down, the old carpet that was a color green that screamed “70s”, … there just wasn’t much about it that made it his. He had a few pictures of himself with the guys or with old girlfriends tacked here or there but it lacked all the comfort he’d enjoyed at Sidney’s.
    He pondered what it was about her place that had made him want to stay another day, knowing that everyone would be worried. Maybe what it lacked was Sidney, with that big beautiful ass and those full –
    “Yo, you wanted to talk?” Donny-O popped his head into the room without knocking.
    “Yeah, man, come in and shut the door.”
    “What’s up?”
    “Something weird happened the other night during the fight with the Hellhounds.”
    “Yeah?”
    “You gotta keep