Post by Cory Steel on Mar 1, 2016 15:36:02 GMT -5
A Day in the Life
"Twenty-six thousand and forty cents right there," Victor confirmed as he slid the stack of money to Cory, "Not a bad cut at all brother. Lorenzo is good in my book with this deal."
"Plus the first shipment of guns for free? We can't beat that," Othello chimed in, "So we vote?"
Cory nodded, "We do. All those in favor of working with Lorenzo?"
Cory raised his hand, followed by the new Vice president Victor, Othello raised his, and as Cory looked on each man all the way back to him raised their hands in agreement. "Noted and all in agreement," Cory slammed the gavel and sat it back down, "Next order is where we put the Virginia charter and who we elect to run it, you guys got any ideas?"
Victor lit a cigarette and took a long drag before he spoke, "I say we let Othello spread his wings, give our monster in the dark the reigns of our gun trade."
"I don't have a problem with that, Othello?" Cory asked his long time best friend but Othello stared off thinking, "You know the business and our suppliers, plus I don't want to push our guns from here anymore not this close to home."
"Can I mull it over? I respect you for believing in me," Othello responded and Cory nodded in agreement and a warm smile, "Of course brother, when you have your answer let me know."
Cory slammed the gavel again, "We're done here today guys."
Everyone stood up from the table at the same time Amanda, Judge's widow, came througg the door with the twins. Victor leans over Cory for a hug and whispers in his ear, "You good here brother?"
Cory nods with a wink, "Yeah man."
"Aye," Victor clasps Cory's shoulder and smiles, "All those who want ice cream follow Uncle Vic!"
The twins beam and jump with excitement as they take Victors hands, and leave. Amanda sits down beside Cory giving him a weak smile, "How you been president?"
Cory looks her over with a faint smirk, his emotions were as wild as hers and with their last meeting ending in a kiss and a rush of confusing cries Cory felt he didn't know how this would go. Standing up he walks to the bar grabbing a bottle of Jack, "So where you been? I mean I've called several times, after last time I don't know I was confused."
Amanda took a deep breath and sighed with a shrug, "Honestly I was confused as you were Cory, the moment is still unclear but I took the kids to my parents so I could think. I'm lost still."
Cory sat back down twisting the cap off the bottle and pours himself a glass. He takes a sip sits the glass down and plays with the rim while avoiding eye contact, "I'm lost too Amanda, shit hasn't been right since he left. I mean I don't have the answers just like you, but what you did and how you left has torn me a part with questions."
"I know," she took his hand, "How is Riley?"
Changing the subject felt good and Cory smirked, "She's good seen her yesterday. Julie is bringing her to the show and I'm taking her home for a day or two, so Julie is trusting me a little more."
"Good because that girl needs her Daddy," Amanda said with a smile and a squeeze of his hand, "Do you think Julie will want to work things out?"
Cory shook his head without a second thought, "Nope, we discussed this and she's still hurt over what I did to her. I don't blame her, shit I left her alone while she was pregnant and more after Riley was born. All she wants is my dedication to Riley."
Amanda lets go of his hand and stands up walking to the door locking it, turning around she smiles which makes Cory cock an eyebrow, "I need something from you then."
She walks back over to Cory pushing his chair back from the table and straddles him which Cory tries to push her back, "What the Hell Amanda?"
Amanda pushes his arms down, "No. Wait," she kisses him passionately then pulls back, "I need you."
"What do you mean? Need me?" Cory asked confused but she kisses him again and for a second Cory kisses her back, both becoming lost in the moment. The feelings of being wanted overcomes them and for a second they neither feel alone but Cory pushes her off and stands up, "Goddammit what is going on?"
Amanda isn't giving up so she grabs him around the waist pulling him into her, "He's dead Cory, left us both here alone! I have the girls of course but I am alone at night's needing arms to hold me, I can't see his face or feel the warmth I thought I would because in my dreams I see you! A voice in my head isn't his anymore because it's YOURS!"
Tears stained the corners of her eyes now, bottom lips quivering but she kisses Cory again and this time Cory lets the softness take him in. He grabs both sides of her face pulling her face hard into his, he traces her jaw line with one hand, and with the other he wonders into her hair grabbing a handful. A moan escapes her as she pushes him back onto the table, "I need you," she whispers between the kiss, "Please say you need me."
"I do," he breathes between the passionate kissing and before he knows it she shoves his cut off pushing her hands under his shirt rubbing his chest before jerking his shirt off over his head. Cory picks her up and trades spots with her ripping her shirt blouse off and kissing her collarbone giving her instant chills. She claws at his back while he kisses her neck, running soft fingers up his neck into his beard, and pulls him into her body.
A HOUR LATER...
Victor lightly knocked on the clubs meeting room door a cigarette held between his lips, "Hey boss I think we got a problem."
On the other side Victor heard some shuffling of clothes, giggling from Amanda, and then the door unlocked with Cory shirtless zipping his pants. In one hand he held his club cut which he slid on, "What is it?"
Victor at first could only smile and pat Cory on the shoulder, "You fucking Devil!"
"Shut up old man, don't be jealous that my pecker hasn't migrated south for permanent vacation brother," Cory laughed as he followed Victor through the club bar, "Now what's going on?"
"Ok didn't want to ruin your no pants party but you remember the hick from the other night?" Victor walked Cory up to a window pointing to a big diesel truck with the truck bed full of other hicks. The driver door is open with the man Cory fought standing on the side step barking at peoole passing by and sporting a new eye patch, "Well fuck me that is him."
"What do you think we do?" Victor inquired putting his smoke out and removing the sunglasses that were tucked into his hair both men of course smiled, "Thought so," Victor whistled, "Boys fall in!"
Cory, Victor, Othello, and several other Saints followed out the door. The man with the eye patch pointed right at Cory with a big smile, "You mother fucker!"
He wore a big smile too as his men jumped out the back of the truck, "We got a little score to settle and I am a betting man so I say my money is in that club house! Which I'm going to burn to the fucking ground!"
The mass of men met in the middle of the parking lot as the crowd gathered around. Victor held up his hands smiling, "Now mister Hick and friends we don't settle things like that around here."
"Yeah plus I've had a lot burn down in my life," Cory laughed.
"Then how do we, I mean you lot, settle things," the big man asked crossing his arms.
"Easy brother," Cory threw his arms up, "We fight man! You and your guys beat us up we give back YOUR cut of that money."
The hicks men cheered for this idea and the big man smiled too, "If you win?"
"You stop working for those Russian pricks and dissolve your ties to the Aryan brotherhood," Victor replied cracking his knuckles, "Work with us."
"Let me think," the hick replied tapping a sausage like finger on his chin. Cory smiled, "I see smoke so don't think to hard man."
The big man narrows his eyes, "Deal."
It was extreme chaos after that as both sides charge at each other clasing in a stalemate! Cory and his hick circle around each other fists up sizing the other man up, "Alright little biker I hear you can throw hands, well in the fake little wrestling world, but can you throw hands for real?"
Having enough with talk Cory makes the first move by jumping into the air landing a volley of punches on the big mans head. Each punch is a stunner that rocks the big hick and when Cory is back on his feet he is smiling, "Contrary to popular belief I got hands, most believe the ONLY man who can throw punches as good as me is Phineas Grimm!"
With a cry of anger the hick throws himself at Cory tossing his own punches. They were wild, untrained, and left him mildly winded which Cory defended easily. Hick left his gut unprotected which Cory exposed with jabs that doubled him over, he turned those punches into head shots, followed by more gut shots when he went to block, and back to gut shots. Hick finally got a opening when he picks Cory straight off the ground and over his head! Cory is tossed onto a hood of a car where Hick follows up with hammer like blows to Corys bare chest. Satisfied with his work Hick grabs Cory's cut and throws him to the ground. He tries to stomp Cory but with his awareness like speed in the ring Cory rolls away from every stomp until he is back on his feet and hands back up.
Hick lumbers toward Cory unaware that a low man always wins, so Cory grabs both the big mans legs, plants a shoulder into his mid section, and with amazing strength delivers a Hell of a spinebuster on Hick into the unforgiving ground. It caught him off guard as it should knocking the wind out of him, which Cory capitalizes on by returning hammer like forearms to Hicks face. Eventually Hick blocks the blow with his own arm and uses his other hand to plant a thumb in Cory's eye! Cory grunts in pain as Hick pushes in and forces his head back, Cory has no choice but to roll off the man back to his feet holding his eye.
As Hick goes to stand up Victor lays his man out with a solid jab to his chin and turns to plant a kick to the mans ribs. It was effective but Hick caught his leg too, then flipped the man straight to his back! Hick tries A Day in the life II
to stomp Victor but Cory leaps onto the mans back. It was like riding a bull now as the man bucked left, then right as Cory tries to lock a choke hold on him, but the next thing he knows is going head first over the mans head onto his back. This time Hick lands a stomp on Cory's chest and leaves his foot there smiling down on Cory, "I'm going squash that pretty boy face now biker boy!"
The other foot comes up but Victor comes out of nowhere with a awkward spear, it has no real effect other than he isn't standing on Cory's chest. Hick wraps Victor up and power bombs him onto the hood of the already damaged car hood. Cory is back up grabs Hicks shoulder spinning him around and unloads three jabs to the mans nose which instantly starts bleeding, however Hick comes down with a elbow busting Cory's lip. The two step back wiping their respective blood away. Hick then rushes at Cory locking up with the smaller man, his strength causes Cory to slide backwards, but at the same time Cory is unloading perfect rib haymakers on Hick. Cory drops to his side tying up Hicks feet dropping him face first with a leg sweep. Exhausted both men remain down this time, Cory is on his ass looking around at his victorious men standing all around. Hick has managed to get on all fours rubbing his broken nose, "Is it over?"
"As long as you don't get up mate," Cory replied followed up by spitting a mouthful of blood, "And start swinging."
Cory however gets up and extends his hand, "We won so take my hand and shake it."
It took a minute as Hick mulled it over but he took Cory's hand and was heaved to his feet. A moment passed that Cory expected a attack but Hick held out his hand and the two men shook hands, "You got a deal Cory."
The Saints cheered as the helped their new friends up, "Welcome to the Saints."
"Let's celebrate brothers!" Victor roared and everyone else did as well following him into the bar. Cory sat down on the hood of the car as Amanda approached concerned, "You ok?"
Cory smiled, "Yeah I am come here."
He took her by the waist pulling her into him and they kissed. Pushing a part she took his hand pulling him back to the bar, "Let's get you a drink?"
"I could use that."
LATER THAT NIGHT...
The bar was a full house and everyone was in full spirit drinking away the pain of the fight. Cory sat at the bar with the twins sitting on each side, "You girls getting tired?"
Amanda approached picking them both up, "We're heading home, call when you get home?"
Cory gave a sly smile, "Why would I call when you're going to my place? Stay with me tonight?"
This caused Amanda to beam, "Ok, I'll see you at home," she gave him a kiss on the cheek then turned and left. Othello who was half lit sat down with Cory, "I've thought about the offer and I'll do it boss."
This made Cory happy and he clapped Othello on the shoulder, "Good man! You take who you want, in the morning we will vote for you a VP," Cory taps the bar and two drinks are sat in front of them, "Until then lets drink brother!"
"Twenty-six thousand and forty cents right there," Victor confirmed as he slid the stack of money to Cory, "Not a bad cut at all brother. Lorenzo is good in my book with this deal."
"Plus the first shipment of guns for free? We can't beat that," Othello chimed in, "So we vote?"
Cory nodded, "We do. All those in favor of working with Lorenzo?"
Cory raised his hand, followed by the new Vice president Victor, Othello raised his, and as Cory looked on each man all the way back to him raised their hands in agreement. "Noted and all in agreement," Cory slammed the gavel and sat it back down, "Next order is where we put the Virginia charter and who we elect to run it, you guys got any ideas?"
Victor lit a cigarette and took a long drag before he spoke, "I say we let Othello spread his wings, give our monster in the dark the reigns of our gun trade."
"I don't have a problem with that, Othello?" Cory asked his long time best friend but Othello stared off thinking, "You know the business and our suppliers, plus I don't want to push our guns from here anymore not this close to home."
"Can I mull it over? I respect you for believing in me," Othello responded and Cory nodded in agreement and a warm smile, "Of course brother, when you have your answer let me know."
Cory slammed the gavel again, "We're done here today guys."
Everyone stood up from the table at the same time Amanda, Judge's widow, came througg the door with the twins. Victor leans over Cory for a hug and whispers in his ear, "You good here brother?"
Cory nods with a wink, "Yeah man."
"Aye," Victor clasps Cory's shoulder and smiles, "All those who want ice cream follow Uncle Vic!"
The twins beam and jump with excitement as they take Victors hands, and leave. Amanda sits down beside Cory giving him a weak smile, "How you been president?"
Cory looks her over with a faint smirk, his emotions were as wild as hers and with their last meeting ending in a kiss and a rush of confusing cries Cory felt he didn't know how this would go. Standing up he walks to the bar grabbing a bottle of Jack, "So where you been? I mean I've called several times, after last time I don't know I was confused."
Amanda took a deep breath and sighed with a shrug, "Honestly I was confused as you were Cory, the moment is still unclear but I took the kids to my parents so I could think. I'm lost still."
Cory sat back down twisting the cap off the bottle and pours himself a glass. He takes a sip sits the glass down and plays with the rim while avoiding eye contact, "I'm lost too Amanda, shit hasn't been right since he left. I mean I don't have the answers just like you, but what you did and how you left has torn me a part with questions."
"I know," she took his hand, "How is Riley?"
Changing the subject felt good and Cory smirked, "She's good seen her yesterday. Julie is bringing her to the show and I'm taking her home for a day or two, so Julie is trusting me a little more."
"Good because that girl needs her Daddy," Amanda said with a smile and a squeeze of his hand, "Do you think Julie will want to work things out?"
Cory shook his head without a second thought, "Nope, we discussed this and she's still hurt over what I did to her. I don't blame her, shit I left her alone while she was pregnant and more after Riley was born. All she wants is my dedication to Riley."
Amanda lets go of his hand and stands up walking to the door locking it, turning around she smiles which makes Cory cock an eyebrow, "I need something from you then."
She walks back over to Cory pushing his chair back from the table and straddles him which Cory tries to push her back, "What the Hell Amanda?"
Amanda pushes his arms down, "No. Wait," she kisses him passionately then pulls back, "I need you."
"What do you mean? Need me?" Cory asked confused but she kisses him again and for a second Cory kisses her back, both becoming lost in the moment. The feelings of being wanted overcomes them and for a second they neither feel alone but Cory pushes her off and stands up, "Goddammit what is going on?"
Amanda isn't giving up so she grabs him around the waist pulling him into her, "He's dead Cory, left us both here alone! I have the girls of course but I am alone at night's needing arms to hold me, I can't see his face or feel the warmth I thought I would because in my dreams I see you! A voice in my head isn't his anymore because it's YOURS!"
Tears stained the corners of her eyes now, bottom lips quivering but she kisses Cory again and this time Cory lets the softness take him in. He grabs both sides of her face pulling her face hard into his, he traces her jaw line with one hand, and with the other he wonders into her hair grabbing a handful. A moan escapes her as she pushes him back onto the table, "I need you," she whispers between the kiss, "Please say you need me."
"I do," he breathes between the passionate kissing and before he knows it she shoves his cut off pushing her hands under his shirt rubbing his chest before jerking his shirt off over his head. Cory picks her up and trades spots with her ripping her shirt blouse off and kissing her collarbone giving her instant chills. She claws at his back while he kisses her neck, running soft fingers up his neck into his beard, and pulls him into her body.
A HOUR LATER...
Victor lightly knocked on the clubs meeting room door a cigarette held between his lips, "Hey boss I think we got a problem."
On the other side Victor heard some shuffling of clothes, giggling from Amanda, and then the door unlocked with Cory shirtless zipping his pants. In one hand he held his club cut which he slid on, "What is it?"
Victor at first could only smile and pat Cory on the shoulder, "You fucking Devil!"
"Shut up old man, don't be jealous that my pecker hasn't migrated south for permanent vacation brother," Cory laughed as he followed Victor through the club bar, "Now what's going on?"
"Ok didn't want to ruin your no pants party but you remember the hick from the other night?" Victor walked Cory up to a window pointing to a big diesel truck with the truck bed full of other hicks. The driver door is open with the man Cory fought standing on the side step barking at peoole passing by and sporting a new eye patch, "Well fuck me that is him."
"What do you think we do?" Victor inquired putting his smoke out and removing the sunglasses that were tucked into his hair both men of course smiled, "Thought so," Victor whistled, "Boys fall in!"
Cory, Victor, Othello, and several other Saints followed out the door. The man with the eye patch pointed right at Cory with a big smile, "You mother fucker!"
He wore a big smile too as his men jumped out the back of the truck, "We got a little score to settle and I am a betting man so I say my money is in that club house! Which I'm going to burn to the fucking ground!"
The mass of men met in the middle of the parking lot as the crowd gathered around. Victor held up his hands smiling, "Now mister Hick and friends we don't settle things like that around here."
"Yeah plus I've had a lot burn down in my life," Cory laughed.
"Then how do we, I mean you lot, settle things," the big man asked crossing his arms.
"Easy brother," Cory threw his arms up, "We fight man! You and your guys beat us up we give back YOUR cut of that money."
The hicks men cheered for this idea and the big man smiled too, "If you win?"
"You stop working for those Russian pricks and dissolve your ties to the Aryan brotherhood," Victor replied cracking his knuckles, "Work with us."
"Let me think," the hick replied tapping a sausage like finger on his chin. Cory smiled, "I see smoke so don't think to hard man."
The big man narrows his eyes, "Deal."
It was extreme chaos after that as both sides charge at each other clasing in a stalemate! Cory and his hick circle around each other fists up sizing the other man up, "Alright little biker I hear you can throw hands, well in the fake little wrestling world, but can you throw hands for real?"
Having enough with talk Cory makes the first move by jumping into the air landing a volley of punches on the big mans head. Each punch is a stunner that rocks the big hick and when Cory is back on his feet he is smiling, "Contrary to popular belief I got hands, most believe the ONLY man who can throw punches as good as me is Phineas Grimm!"
With a cry of anger the hick throws himself at Cory tossing his own punches. They were wild, untrained, and left him mildly winded which Cory defended easily. Hick left his gut unprotected which Cory exposed with jabs that doubled him over, he turned those punches into head shots, followed by more gut shots when he went to block, and back to gut shots. Hick finally got a opening when he picks Cory straight off the ground and over his head! Cory is tossed onto a hood of a car where Hick follows up with hammer like blows to Corys bare chest. Satisfied with his work Hick grabs Cory's cut and throws him to the ground. He tries to stomp Cory but with his awareness like speed in the ring Cory rolls away from every stomp until he is back on his feet and hands back up.
Hick lumbers toward Cory unaware that a low man always wins, so Cory grabs both the big mans legs, plants a shoulder into his mid section, and with amazing strength delivers a Hell of a spinebuster on Hick into the unforgiving ground. It caught him off guard as it should knocking the wind out of him, which Cory capitalizes on by returning hammer like forearms to Hicks face. Eventually Hick blocks the blow with his own arm and uses his other hand to plant a thumb in Cory's eye! Cory grunts in pain as Hick pushes in and forces his head back, Cory has no choice but to roll off the man back to his feet holding his eye.
As Hick goes to stand up Victor lays his man out with a solid jab to his chin and turns to plant a kick to the mans ribs. It was effective but Hick caught his leg too, then flipped the man straight to his back! Hick tries A Day in the life II
to stomp Victor but Cory leaps onto the mans back. It was like riding a bull now as the man bucked left, then right as Cory tries to lock a choke hold on him, but the next thing he knows is going head first over the mans head onto his back. This time Hick lands a stomp on Cory's chest and leaves his foot there smiling down on Cory, "I'm going squash that pretty boy face now biker boy!"
The other foot comes up but Victor comes out of nowhere with a awkward spear, it has no real effect other than he isn't standing on Cory's chest. Hick wraps Victor up and power bombs him onto the hood of the already damaged car hood. Cory is back up grabs Hicks shoulder spinning him around and unloads three jabs to the mans nose which instantly starts bleeding, however Hick comes down with a elbow busting Cory's lip. The two step back wiping their respective blood away. Hick then rushes at Cory locking up with the smaller man, his strength causes Cory to slide backwards, but at the same time Cory is unloading perfect rib haymakers on Hick. Cory drops to his side tying up Hicks feet dropping him face first with a leg sweep. Exhausted both men remain down this time, Cory is on his ass looking around at his victorious men standing all around. Hick has managed to get on all fours rubbing his broken nose, "Is it over?"
"As long as you don't get up mate," Cory replied followed up by spitting a mouthful of blood, "And start swinging."
Cory however gets up and extends his hand, "We won so take my hand and shake it."
It took a minute as Hick mulled it over but he took Cory's hand and was heaved to his feet. A moment passed that Cory expected a attack but Hick held out his hand and the two men shook hands, "You got a deal Cory."
The Saints cheered as the helped their new friends up, "Welcome to the Saints."
"Let's celebrate brothers!" Victor roared and everyone else did as well following him into the bar. Cory sat down on the hood of the car as Amanda approached concerned, "You ok?"
Cory smiled, "Yeah I am come here."
He took her by the waist pulling her into him and they kissed. Pushing a part she took his hand pulling him back to the bar, "Let's get you a drink?"
"I could use that."
LATER THAT NIGHT...
The bar was a full house and everyone was in full spirit drinking away the pain of the fight. Cory sat at the bar with the twins sitting on each side, "You girls getting tired?"
Amanda approached picking them both up, "We're heading home, call when you get home?"
Cory gave a sly smile, "Why would I call when you're going to my place? Stay with me tonight?"
This caused Amanda to beam, "Ok, I'll see you at home," she gave him a kiss on the cheek then turned and left. Othello who was half lit sat down with Cory, "I've thought about the offer and I'll do it boss."
This made Cory happy and he clapped Othello on the shoulder, "Good man! You take who you want, in the morning we will vote for you a VP," Cory taps the bar and two drinks are sat in front of them, "Until then lets drink brother!"
