Daughter of Anarchy ON HOLD

“i just wanna set some ground rules”
“last time i checked i was the responsible one”
“i don't care i’m you're older brother”
“what ground rules?”
“-curfew on school nights
- don't do hard drugs
- be my wing woman
- i kill every guy that makes a move on you,
that kinda shit”
“wel, 1. school doesn't start for at least a month,
2. like i ever used harddrugs
3. had you ever had a beter wing person than me
4. can i ever escape from that shit?”
“no”
“3 or 4”
“both” he threw his arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer while we walked through the door of our apartment. “remember my new band i told you about?”
“what that motley crue shit?”
“no, that one is old, i mean black veil brides, we’re going to record an album soon” he smiled proudly at me and slowly i shook my head with a little smile on my face as well. “not that soon, next year” i almost jumped in my brothers arms again when i heard an unknown voice right behind me. “don’t ever do that again!” i turned around to look at the reason that made me jump towards my older brother like a little baby. when i turned around to look at the owner of the voice i looked in some ocean blue, greyish eyes, surrounded with black hair. “sorry, i’m Andy six”
“like i was telling, the singer of my band, Andy, he lives across the hall”
“no” with a raided eyebrow and an almost disgusted look on my face i looked at the guy who calls himself six.
“what?” he looked confused at me.
“you can’t call yourself sixx, cause the only six is Nikki, and he is the greatest musician in the world, and i know you can’t be his son, so you can’t call yourself sixx”
“anyway is this all your stuff” Ashley interrupted us, trying to prevent an argument between me and Andy threw down the two bags on the cough and sat down next to them.
“ofcourse not, half-sack is gonna bring the rest next week, with my bike as well”
“half-sack?”
“yeah the new prospect, the club makes a run out to Nevada or something, to devil’s tribe, so he’s stopping by with the rest of my stuff”
“what are they doing with the devil’s tribe?”
“patch over”
“what!?” ashley jumped right up as soon as he heard the words patch over.
“that means there is a patch over party, we need to go to Nevada”
“Ashley, i just got here”
“but patch over party”
“but LA?”
“what the hell is a patch over?” again i jumped by hearing his voice right behind me, it was that kind of calming sound but had this rough edge on it, i don’t know why but it freaked me out, maybe it was the fact he just appeared right behind me. “thats when a MC takes over an other MC and it are the best party’s”
“you just wanna fuck that one whore again”
“the tribe has the best”
“Ashes” i looked at him with big eyes
“i guess we also could go to a bar in LA” he said while he sat down again with a little frown between his eyes and his arms crossed

Notes

sorry for the grammar mistakes btw