Page 10 of Colton (Raging Barons MC #17)

-:- NYX -:-

It has been a great week so far, but after I did the small amount of shopping for the ladies earlier in the week, they want to go to the store and do what they call a ‘proper’ shop.

Now, this has been more than a little difficult to organize as they all are dashing about, well, as fast as they can, to get themselves ready. Anyone would think we are going on an excursion instead of to the grocery store.

“LADIES!” I bellow, because let us be truthful here, they would never hear me over their own shouting and excited chatter. “Come on now, the cab will be here in ten minutes.”

I grab the list they made and pinned to the fridge, while they all get themselves to the front door and stand ready to leave. Walking over to them, I smile broadly as they stand to attention like a row of soldiers, giving me a look that seems to be asking if they look okay!

“Well, don’t you all look splendid? My, my, I’m looking rather shabby next to all of you.

” I give a dramatic sigh, and when I see the looks of concern I laugh, “Come on, I’m only joking with you.

Let’s get outside and be ready.” I open the front door and the cab is already here, with the driver waiting patiently.

I’m impressed as he gets out of the cab and opens all the doors before walking over to the ladies and holding both his elbows out for two of the ladies to grab onto. “You ladies wait here and I’ll be back for you,” he gives a wink before leading Sandy and Carol to the cab.

I look at Joan and Tina to see how they are reacting, and they are smiling toward the cabbie as he settles his charges into the vehicle. I hold back my smile at the sight because honestly, those two are sitting in the back of the cab now like two Queens being waited on.

The cabbie returns and repeats the gesture while I lock up the house before following behind and squeezing myself between the three ladies in the back of the cab. This maybe wasn’t such a good idea!

Arriving at Walmart, I chuckle to myself as the ladies burst with excitement and leave me to pay the cabbie and try to catch up with them.

The cabbie is smirking as he gives me a two-finger salute.

“Have a good day, and good luck.” Now he has the nerve to laugh out loud as he climbs into the driver’s seat and slams his door closed.

I rush into the store after grabbing myself a cart, and as I enter, I see my four ladies all have a cart and are disappearing in different directions. Shit, shit, I’m not going to be able to watch them all!

I feel some panic hit as I stand watching them all disappear. Someone pats my shoulder, and jerking around I see a middle-aged lady smiling. “Are those four your ladies?”

“Yes. But you know they just bustled off in different directions.” I try to stop the panic I feel showing on my face.

“I’m a caregiver of two, and they do this to me all the time.

Just go with the flow. You’ll never stop them, so do your shopping, then wait in the checkout area.

Honestly, you’ll never control them, so let them be.

They’ll thank you for that courtesy later.

” Giving me a bright smile, the lady wanders away.

I didn’t get time to thank her, but after taking a deep breath, I decide to go with her assessment of the situation, and get down to shopping. My list is fairly large, so I need to get moving if I am to meet my ladies at the checkout when we’re all done.

Fifteen minutes later, I’m a third done with my list when I hear someone in the next aisle. “Can you reach me that young man, please?”

Sounds like Joan, so I push my cart to rush around to her, but come to a halt when I hear, “Oh, my, what a great butt you have.”

No! I’m not hearing this…please don’t let her say that…but when I hear a male chuckle, I close my eyes while feeling like shrinking into the ground.

“Why thanks, lady. That’s nice of you to say. Plenty of glute exercises went into making them.” Another male chuckle.

“My husband, Sydney, did all these exercises and you know he could balance a small can on his dick and hold it up.”

No, no, she didn’t just say that. I’m gone; I am not getting into this conversation. I rush down the aisle, grabbing what I need as I rush past. Honest to goodness, these four are not safe to be let outside.

I pass the end of an aisle and stop, watching Carol climb up the front of the shelving to reach something off a top shelf. I start to turn my cart when a young lady rushes over and stops her, getting whatever it is Carol wanted. I’m thinking, phew…that was a nasty incident averted.

Sandy is in another aisle, and I walk over to see how she’s doing as I’m passing by, anyway. “You okay, Sandy?”

“Fine, I’m nearly done. I just want to go look over the cheese section, then I’ll head to the checkout and wait for you.”

“Okay, I won’t be long either, and Sandy, if you pass the other ladies tell them to finish and meet up with us.”

Sandy nods her head and smiles, “Will do.”

I’m more than happy this shopping excursion is nearly over, but Joan is seriously going to be told to not say things like that when we get home.

The next aisle is the last for me, and as I turn the corner I see red. Three young men are surrounding Tina, who is standing her ground and waving her cane in front of herself. Dashing over, I smack the back of one of them with my cart.

“Get away from us,” I snarl, and it’s a nasty sound, one I didn’t realize I could do. “If you don’t get away from us, you’ll regret it.”

“Why, what will you do?” one of the little creeps asks while giving a nasty smirk.

Turning to Tina, I ask sweetly, “Can I borrow your cane for a moment, please?”

“Sure,” Tina replies and hands her cane to me. I test the weight of it in my hands, and imagine the branch that I used to pretend I was a Samurai Warrior when I was younger.

“Hey, ah…” In a sudden movement, I lash out and make contact with the creep's thigh, delivering a solid whack. Shit, I could have hit higher. This time…!

“Go for it, girl.” Tina laughs, but I see she has her phone out and is taking a video of the whole thing.

“Bitch…” is the reaction I get from the creep as he’s hopping around and rubbing his leg.

I smirk in return, right before swinging again and smacking him on the side of his neck. Better aim I’m thinking to myself. His two friends however are backing away, and turning to look over my shoulder where I see three men wearing those vest thingies, with names on them walking up behind me.

“Lady, you step aside and we’ll deal with these fuckers!” One of the men states.

He’s a biggie, I have to tell you. He has a freaking dimple when he smiles. Wowser, that is sexy as…stop, get yourself together, Nyx. The three of them follow the creeps away, and I turn to Tina. “Are you alright?”

Tina smiles. “I’m fine. It’s the most fun I’ve had in ages.”

Oh my god, she thinks this has been fun?

I look at her like she just lost her last marble.

What is wrong with these women? Closing my eyes to keep myself calm and opening them slowly, before they snap wide open in shock.

Oh shit, Tina’s cart is overflowing with everything you can imagine.

We’ll not need to shop for months. She has so many canned goods I wonder if she wants us to build a bunker in case of a war!

“Come on, Tina, we need to meet the others and then get home. If we don’t do it now, I won’t have time to help put everyone’s shopping away before it’s time for me to finish for the day.”

Oh my, oh my, oh my…by the time I get them all past the checkout and paid with the card I was given to use for them, I’m exhausted. I double-check I have everyone's receipts so I can give them to Alf as he’d requested I do if I have to make purchases on the card.

Standing right outside the store, I look at the carts piled with shopping and know this will never go into one cab. I take out my phone and quickly make a call, which is picked up fast, thankfully.

“Alf, I’m sorry to bother you, but could anyone come and pick us all up from Walmart. The ladies have been shopping and…”

Alf laughs, “They bought the shop out, didn’t they?”

“Well, nearly,” I let out a slight snort before continuing, “this is not all going to go into one cab. Any chance someone could take us and all this home?”

“I’ll come in the truck. We can put the stuff in the bed and there is room for everyone in the truck’s cab. Wait for me. I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

I don’t get a chance to say thank you, but I’m more than grateful he is going to come and rescue us with all this shopping.

The four are standing calmly, watching me and waiting patiently.

“Alf is coming in the truck to take us home.” I give them a weak smile because, honestly, I can’t manage more than that.

Back at the house, and after two hours of unpacking, feeding and settling the ladies I’m ready to head home. I have a lasagna in the oven for the four of them, and garlic bread ready on a tray for them to pop into the oven later.

“Okay ladies, have a good weekend, and I’ll see you on Monday.” I give them a wave as I leave the house and start the walk home. I’m ready to get my feet up and relax. I love my job, but they can sure be hard work at times.

My phone pings alerting me to a message.

I don’t usually check my phone when out as I don’t think women should be oblivious to their surroundings when out and about.

We are responsible for our own safety and blindly wandering the streets while staring at a phone is just ridiculous, in my opinion.

That’s why I don’t even check who has left me a message, as I know it can wait until I get home.

I open my purse and take out the stun gun I’ve started to carry everywhere with me. I can see a group of kids gathered near the entrance to my building. I’m not shy at using the damn thing if necessary, either.

Passing the kids, I ignore their taunts, which are nothing I’ve not heard before, and the saying sticks and stones comes to mind. I ignore them and step past, but when one grabs my arm I spin around and light up the stun gun.

The kid that was nearest to me I see jerk before his whole body seems to rattle and shake. It’s easy to see that his muscles are spasming, and I must say that it is shocking to see, but fascinating at the same time.

“Stop, missus, stop…” one of the other kids says.

I look over at him with a scowl and stop pressing the button on the stun gun.

But I am a little shocked when the stunned kid falls to the ground, twitching some.

“That’s what I’ll do to all of you if you mess with me again,” I state calmly as I turn and rush to the entrance of my apartment building.

Locking myself into my apartment, I stand with my back to the door, lean into it, and sigh.

Bringing my hand up to place over my heart, which is pounding way too fast. I notice the stun gun in my hand and drop that sucker because shit, I don’t want to stun myself by accident.

It’s a possibility the way my hands are shaking, and still seeing that kid jerking in my mind has me thankful it wasn’t me.

I must stand over five minutes before I’ve collected myself and gingerly pick up the stun gun, laying it carefully on the counter nearest to me .

Grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge, I walk to my bedroom and flop on the bed with my back to the headboard. What a freaking day is what I’m thinking.

I drink the water as I calm myself and wait for my heart to revert to its normal pace. Those kids are going to be an issue, and I’m going to have to think about finding a new place soon. I have more than likely made myself a target now. Why can’t life be simple for a change?

My mind is wandering, and I’m feeling somewhat blissed, ready to sleep when my phone pings. Sighing, I pick it up from beside me on the bed where I’d dropped it earlier. Seeing it is another message from my father I sigh as I open the first one before looking at all six he has sent.

Message One: Nyx, you need to grow up. I was married to your mother, as you well know and when she died everything came to me. Yes, I knew her wishes, but I need to sell the house.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, what the hell ever…I have lost all respect for him at this point, and the more he says the less I will give him.

Message Two: Nyx, stop acting up. You need to contact me as I need to speak to you.

Now, that is interesting. He needs to speak to me? Maybe I need to get my copy of Momma’s will out and have a re-read.

Message Three: Contact me and grow up!

Oh, dear, someone is getting their pants in a knot and I don’t care.

Message Four: Nyx!!!

Ha, ha, he sure doesn’t like the cold shoulder he’s getting. I delete those four and five and cut to the last one .

Message Six: Nyx I need you to go to the lawyer and sign the paperwork that is waiting for you. Once that’s done you can sulk all you like.

Now that is interesting…I have to sign something! I make a mental note that I’ll contact the lawyer about what is needed signing, but I have a sneaky feeling and if it is what I think then my father is going to be a very unhappy man.

I fall asleep fully clothed while leaning on the headboard. Sometime during the night, I slide sideways and turn onto my side. Sleeping solidly and waking refreshed.

It’s Saturday, and I have my chores to get done.

I’m not at work today, so I’m going to do my laundry, hang it on the line which I created over the washing machine, which I thought was good I’m proud to say.

I’ll lay any extra on the clothes rack, which I purchased at Walmart when on sale a few weeks previously.

My phone pings, and picking it up I see a message from Alf. Shit, I hope I’m not in trouble after only my first week!

Alf: I have an old truck that you can use for carting the ladies around. It is a double cab, so you’ll be good to take them around and to carry all the stuff they buy.

Nyx: Are you sure? It would be a great help.

Alf: Yeah, it’s mine, not the business’s and I’ve made sure you are covered to drive using the information you gave me on your interview.

Nyx: Thank you so much. When and where shall I pick it up?

Alf: I’ll bring it around to you while you’re working. I’ll get Heather to pick me up and drop me off at the office .

Nyx: Thank you so much. I really appreciate your help.

Alf: No problem. It’s been standing doing nothing in my yard for months. Best to be used, than stand and rot.

I’m really excited and now I can take the ladies on outings.

They mentioned going to the garden center to get shrubs for the yard.

Oh, and having a manicure afternoon. Yes, this could be good.

Hm, I’ll have to warn them about speaking about unmentionables …

yeah, you know dicks and things! My mind is still stuck on Joan talking about her husband's appendage to a stranger!