A New Day, A New You part 5

Guy

How is the business of balancing the scales, it’s really good. Two weeks of some quick and hastily planned work that leads to a payday that will allow me to do something I love doing, stay at home and see the kids off to their first days of school. First things first though I have to handle Stuart. He was pretty pissed off about being sent away and he didn’t understand why. I am dropped off at home by Ben who is happy to give me the surprise ride, I didn’t tell people I’d be home early. I get in my front door and there is nobody in the living room or kitchen. I see nobody in the bedrooms and drop my bag in the main bedroom before checking and finding still nobody in the back yard. I’m down to one last place and quietly creeping down stairs to the gym I hear moaning. Why are my wives and Stuart moaning? I creep down stairs and see Stuart and all my wives on the mat, in workout clothing practicing Yoga while the children are book reading.

“Breath deep and stretch,” Rachael instructs leading my family and protégé in the downward dog.

“Oh god I think my hips popped,” Stuart moans.

“They did when Wilma played around with you,” Katy jokes and my wives laugh a little.

“Focus on what you’re doing,” Rachael chastises continuing her instruction.

I’m in jeans a t shirt and my leather jacket as I sit down on the floor and assume a lotus meditation, Natsuko and Kimiko’s influence on my stress reduction, and I listen to the class as it continues. More popping from Stuart and the children are talking among themselves when Natsuko is the first to notice me at the other end of my gym.

“We have an audience,” she says and I hear them all moving.

“Guy when did you get home,” Kori asks and I open my eyes to address her.

“Maybe an hour ago, I changed my mind on handling unfinished business and am allowing someone else to put the F.O.G. into our old friend,” I state as the children bum rush me and I’m taken down by four of my biggest weaknesses.

“Daddy Daddy Daddy, Connor and Murphy said you might come back with a pet. Did you bring a puppy,” Christy asks and I look at my boys.

“Connor, Murphy where did you get this idea from,” I ask and the boys point at Stuart.

“I was telling them that you were taking care of our friend’s dog while we were away on business and they thought you were taking it I guess,” he explains and I chuckle shaking my head.

I get my children upstairs and the rest of my family and friends follow as we settle back into normal boring domesticated life. Dinner is eaten and children are in bed when Imelda starts giving me the ‘you need to say something’ look as we’re sitting in the living room.

“We’re having a family meeting in two nights; we’re having Stuart’s assessment tomorrow night so I’ll find something to pull him away from the house for the evening. If everything goes well tomorrow night can I trust my wives to take care of the logistics for the final make over,” I tell my wives going over my plans for the next couple days.

“We’ll handle it baby but what if Stuart doesn’t want to go back down there,” Matty asks back from an away game.

“He’ll go; he wants to prove people wrong for judging him. He could have changed if one would have just shown him a little care and pushed him,” Kori explains sitting down.

“But now he’s changed, I mean I’m pretty sure everyone’s assessment will be the same. Honestly this is working better than interviews for a nanny,” I tell my wives and we laugh a little.

Turning in for bed and cuddling up with my wives is the best thing after two weeks of work. Next morning Stuart and I are all business working out, first the run then the gym before breakfast. I don’t have to get him he is up and once we’re done at the table I have to stop him from going back down for more.

“Easy big man, you’re there,” I state and he finally looks at me with some self acknowledgement.

I let him soak up the reality that he’s where he’d want to be, barrel chested mind you, but he’s got strength and more speed than someone with a tank build should have. Stuart decides to relax and find some busy work when Imelda pulls him aside for some project in the garage. I make one phone call so that I can have someone keep Stuart busy for the evening and hopefully return him in the morning in one piece. I pass Katy who is snacking in the kitchen and pinch her butt getting a happy noise from her. Day passes and arrangements are made as I take Stuart out for a ride in The Mistress. He’s not gripping the ‘oh shit’ handle as we barrel down the road to loud rock on the stereo but when he realizes we’re on the freeway. I can tell he wants to ask where we’re going but he trusts me, nearly three months ago he was all questions and now he’s headed off to a night of…. not really sure what they’ll be doing to him actually. We pull into a parking garage and I park before we exit the vehicle and wait. Stuart looks like he wants to ask a question but we sit and I take note of my protégé’s dress. Denim jeans and a long sleeve hooded shirt, almost there as far as I can tell. I’ve got my old jacket on and jeans with a black t shirt like the old days as we hear the rumble of engines and I smile. Five heavy motorcycles and one passenger van pull up taking most of the space on the garage floor as I watch the lead stop and hop off his bike. He’s older but he’s still short, ginger hair is slightly graying but the leather jacket with no shirt and Devil’s Best patches and a chain in place of a belt. Hawk, chapter president of Devil’s Best for our little corner of the world and a good man to have around when you need friends in low places.

“You never came by to visit,” Hawk tells me as we stand facing each other about three feet away.

“Visit when? What did I miss,” I ask confused.

“The wedding asshole, I married Sheena,” He tells me and now I am wondering when we were told and what happened.

“Hawk I didn’t know, I never got the invite,” I tell him then I see his face,” Okay asshole ha ha you pulled one over on me.”

“Hey it was the lady’s idea so when we do get married in January you will be there,” He asks and I smile.

“I’ll cancel work if I have any,” I reply and we shake,” So this is Stuart, he’s a decent kid.”

“You mean someone nothing like you and less like me,” Hawk asks and I nod.

Hawk steps up to Stuart and looks him over a bit before nodding and heads back to his bike. The Devil’s Best start their bikes and I pat Stuart on the back.

“Have fun Stuart, they’ll take care of you and whatever you do don’t touch the blonde woman. Yes she is friendly and yes she is older and sexy but she’s Hawk’s woman and he’ll take exception,” I tell Stuart before shoving him towards the van.

I watch as they load Stuart up in the back of the van and leave for parts unknown. Hawk will keep him from getting shot, or at least I think he will. I get back into The Mistress and head back towards home at a nice quick drive. I get in the garage and as soon as I’m inside my house I can hear people talking. I see Ben and Isaac talking with each other while the wives are entertaining Lajita, I note that Ben has set up the video chat so we will be online in the living room with Jun and Lilly along with Desmond and Wilma from their home. Natsuko is keeping watch on the children and we settle into a big dinner where we all can relax. The children are put to bed early with minor complaints before the adults settle in living room and Jun starts to bring everything online. Split screen on my big ass TV with Jun on the left and Desmond on the right.

“Alright everyone first things first I’m glad we can all talk like this but we need to do an annual meeting this summer and I vote Washington,” I state and the arguments ensue,” Hey most of us are up here so deal with it.”

“Fine but I’m going to show you something to change the subject,” Jun says and I see the numbers for our last job pop up,” This is what we spent against what we made.”

Payment has come through in full and now we have the budget in front of us that is worked out after a job. Usually we don’t show the numbers to everyone all at once but they see them regardless. Here in my living room however all my friends are talking about their plans. We talk and enjoy the moment debating about any future work or leads for work, which is slim currently. I decide it’s time after an hour of meeting to call my main point of the meeting to order.

“Alright attention please, now to my most important topic of the evening business or personal. We’ve all met him in one way or another. We’ve all had a hand in working on helping the young man, now it comes time to decide, cut him loose, keep him or continue his training. I call a vote,” I put the vote out there and begin the process.

Almost everyone goes for keeping Stuart save for three people, Isaac and Ben say to continue training while Natsuko says cut him loose. I understand the votes save for my assistant and decide to ask for some answers.

“Honestly boss he’s good but he could use some fine tuning, you say he’s a keeper then we’re with you. It’s just our opinion,” Ben tells me with Isaac in agreement.

“And what about you Natty,” I ask and she shrugs,” Really? Nothing on your vote to cut him loose.”

“I just think he’s been doing what he’s told till he’s off the leash. After he’s back at college he’ll be fat by Christmas and aside from Wilma who is bat shit crazy and the girl that thinks he’s cute in ‘damaged near virgin’ kind of way he’ll be beating his meat by Halloween,” Natsuko tells everyone to the shock and mild chuckling to all.

“Hey I wanted her opinion. She has her reasons as to why she thinks this and I’m not challenging that. I will say however that like everyone else she can get over it because after what I saw of Stuart on the job he’s ready,” I tell everyone and they accept my verdict.

We call the meeting over and socialize for another hour till everyone decides to head back to their homes and end the conference call. I’m about to lead my wives to bed when I discover that they’re all still sitting and staring at me. I come back and realize that the family meeting I wanted to have later is happening right now. I settle into my chair and wait for someone to start other than me.

“Well we had this conversation two weeks ago and I’m bringing the point up again since all of us can tell something is up. I’m not trying to make anyone feel bad or left out here and neither is Kori or Rachael but we want more babies and things are being held back because others haven’t jumped on the baby having bandwagon,” Imelda starts in and Mathilda cuts her off.

“Well some of us are making money consistently for this family and trying to get their next contract before taking time off to be Mommy,” Matty snaps and Imelda goes onto the polite defensive.

“We know Matty, it’s not just you. Katy is worried about the what ifs for herself but the three of us are tired of waiting for another turn and want to talk about it first before a decision is made,” Rachael jumps in calming everyone down.

“So we wait a little while longer and I’ll be ready, less than a year to a year at most,” Matty says and the girls nod but not happily.

“We’d like to start sooner big sis, it’s just we want to get our kids out there now this is a good gap for ages,” Kori adds taking Matty’s hand.

“Okay well I made the rules and I think we need more time to work things out. Matty and Katy shouldn’t be pushed aside just because three of you want more. I’m glad we’re talking about it and planning it but honestly it’s not fair to jump the line on the others,” I state getting a bit of a disgruntled look from a few of my wives.

“I’m pregnant,” are the quiet words that freeze the room.

I stop and look; we all stop and look at the one woman who uttered the magical ‘your shit just got real’ words. Katy has her head down and the remaining four wives are stunned when someone tries to speak.

“How far along are you,” Kori asks moving next to Katy.

“Almost two months,” Katy answers quietly.

“When did you find out,” Kori asks trying to gain some sense of control for the room.

“A few days ago, I was sick a little and I stopped in to the doctor. It was Wednesday and they told me that the preliminary said I was pregnant so I bought a test and I’m having a baby,” Katy tells us finally looking at everyone in the room.

I very calmly stand up and exit the living room heading up stairs to one of the spare bedrooms we had built. Upstairs has five bedrooms and we only use three, one for the adults, one for the boys and one for the girls. I enter the spare bedroom that the wives have dubbed the ‘close storage’ and start searching through boxes. I can hear my wives downstairs worrying and chattering among themselves as I rummage before finding the boxes I need in the back behind old clothing. I start pulling them out and setting them in the hall way as I see my wives coming up stairs quietly gauging my mood and actions. I finally set down the last of the five boxes I was going through, all different shapes when I look up at them and point to Katy then to the ground in front of me. Slowly she approaches me a little worried as to my mood. I don’t like things going off of plan, I don’t like major surprises so my mood can be pretty bad when they come flying out of the wood work on me and my family’s lives.

“Guy listen I’m really sorry,” Katy starts and I place my hands on her shoulders.

“Katy do we need new baby goods or do we reuse this,” I ask pointing out the boxes to her,” I need to know because we’re not getting caught up in the baby race in seven months trying to arrange a room for the baby or assemble a crib.”

“I want a new crib please,” Katy says crying a little before hugging me hard.

I kiss my wife and pull the rest of the family into the bedroom where we settle down for sleep, Katy being massively cuddled in the middle of us all. I’m just about to roll over when a new question is asked.

“So Guy where did you send Stuart,” Imelda asks and I realize he’s not back yet.

Stuart: Next Morning

Okay I don’t know who decided to put the fucking drum line in my head and told them to practice their bass drum solos while marching on metal with cleats but they’re doing it now. I groan a little and start to move when a hand covers my mouth and I jump a little in surprise to see the man I was left with last night, Hawk, standing over me with his finger to his lips for quiet. He pulls his hand away and I feel like my head is going to burst and realize that I’m in bed and start to notice things around me. The messy room, bottles of alcohol in various places but not to an extreme degree, bad motel furnishings, the fact that I’m naked and there is a woman next to me sleeping naked with long black brown hair. I want to groan when I’m tossed my pants and quietly I dress forgetting to even look for underwear and pulling on my shirt which causes pain in my back as Hawk leads me out of the room. It’s a crappy motel with a bar/restaurant across the street with more motorcycles than I’ve seen ever. I follow Hawk slowly making sure I don’t fall down or throw up and once across the street and inside I discover that it’s past noon and there are a lot of bikers in leather looking at me. I follow Hawk quietly and sit down next to him as his woman, the older blonde Sheena, moves across the bar from us and hands him something to eat. I see her staring at me and I nod before trying to rest my head on the bar.

“So you want the full service or just the basics,” I hear her ask and I groan.

“Baby give him the full service, boy is taking last night pretty hard,” Hawk tells her quietly.

I hear things happening at volumes louder than they really are and before too long there is a thump next to my head of something being set down. I look up groggy and see a tall bar glass filled with a brown sludge.

“Coffee,” I ask quietly.

“Trust me sugar you don’t want to know what’s in there,” Sheena says returning to her work.

I smell the stuff before me prior to drinking; it’s like ass and motor oil in a glass. I start throwing it back and suffer my way through the whole thing till it’s down and slam the glass down on the bar coughing. Repulsive is a word for it and I look up to see Hawk staring at me with a lit cigarette hanging out of his mouth. I notice slowly that Hawk, Sheena and a couple of the people close by are staring like I just did something stupid or crazy.

“Did you just down the whole thing,” Sheena asks and I nod,” Are you feeling alright? Are you going to toss? Do you need a bucket?”

“I feel a little better but what the hell was that shit,” I ask about the glass.

“Again you really don’t want to know, it’s a bunch of things mixed together to help with a massive hangover. How do you feel after last night stud,” Sheena asks and I catch her use of the word stud and me.

“I got nothing beyond maybe shots or darts or something,” I state and now I hear laughing.

“He was black out drunk, I knew it pay me my fucking money you shit bags,” I hear Hawk yell and one of the girls starts collecting money from bikers.

“Wait I don’t get black out drunk,” I state feeling better and worse all at once.

“Honey trust me last night its better that you were shit faced,” Sheena tells me and I start to worry.

“Oh lord where do we begin? Okay so you were doing shots with me and a couple of the boys when you spotted a wanderer grabbing Sheena’s ass. Instead of telling me you grabbed the guy and threw him into the wall,” Hawk points at a bare patch of wall where there were pictures,” before Sheena explained why you were kicking the shit out of him and four of the boys had to pull you off. Thanks by the way.”

“I beat someone up,” I ask and he laughs.

“Son that’s the first two hours, I got you calmed down when one of the ladies in the Devil’s Best who ride started to get pissed at her man because he was fucking around on her while she waited for him. She was about to start screaming when you grabbed her and kissed her right there,” Hawk points to a spot on the floor and I feel
sick,” Kit was surprised to say the least.”

“Honey I think the boy needs a minute,” Sheena starts to interrupt but Hawk keeps going.

“So Kit calms down and things settle into a bunch of us having fun when her man shows up and someone tells him the kid kissed his woman. Riggs, the ex boyfriend, knocks you out of the stool and you land on your feet only to get cut,” Hawk points out a spot on my face that is tender,” you must have caught something on the way down and then Kit stabbed him which is why there is blood on the floor.”

I look to where he’s pointing and see fresh dark patch on the floor with several others in the hardwood floor. I see some of the bikers showing respect for my actions but I’m confused as I can get as Hawk goes into the next chapter of my growing nightmare.

“So as people are patching up Riggs and seeing if he needs a hospital visit you told Kit, and I quote ‘You deserve a man who will take care of the kids and the bills while you run free on the wind’ then you dropped to a knee and proposed to her in the blood puddle,” Hawk is rolling with laughter while I put my face in my hands.

“Please tell me I didn’t get married,” I ask and he laughs harder.

“Caesar performed the ceremony, we have few videos around here,” Sheena says rubbing my shoulder which hurts like hell.

“What happened to my arm,” I ask and Hawk nearly falls off his stool.

“After the vows were done Kit took you in the back and got you a tattoo since you’re her bitch. I am told it’s pretty good for the three hours you were on the table. After that it was honeymoon time and you two keeping people up with your celebration as newlyweds,” Hawk laughs finishing the story and I want to die.

“Can someone please tell me what I have tattooed on my shoulder,” I ask and Sheena comes around the bar to look.

“It’s a devil chick; she’s naked and hot with a pitchfork tail and black hair. It’s actually pretty good but we need to rub some goo on it baby and wrap it right. The protective cover has come off,” Sheena says and I watch a girl head off to another room for supplies.

I am going to die, I’m married and I have a tattoo. To add I beat up a random biker and my new wife stabbed her ex on my behalf. I want to crawl into a hole and die as I feel cool gooey stuff spread over my bare shoulder. They put packing over tattoo and I am fed a plate of what I can assume is eggs and sausage but it’s more brown than meat and egg colored. I’m only awake for an hour when the bar opens and I see bikers pointing straight at me. An intense tanned woman with long brown hair in leather comes around the end of the bar and kisses me so hard we fall off the stool to the floor. I’m wide eyed and suffering from more shock when she pulls back and laughs.

“Okay Hawk you win he doesn’t remember shit,” She says standing up and I’m pulled from the floor.

She’s about 5’9” in heels and a bit heavier but it’s meatier less fatty than anything. I see Kit in a patch on her leather vest and realize this is my wife, the woman I woke up next to.

“I told you all he’d be black out drunk,” Hawk says laughing; I must be the most entertaining thing he’s ever seen.

I am led away from the main part of the bar to a quiet room where Kit has me sit down before smiling at me and taking a seat for herself.

“So guess you heard the full story,” She says and I nod,” It’s not a real marriage.”

“I’m sorry but that is good news to me,” I state and see her face change from joking to grumpy,” No I mean if I was going to marry a woman I’d like to remember it.”

“I’ll let that slide ‘husband’. You were so sweet about it and after jumping up and telling me you wanted to be my stay at home baby daddy I figured it’d be fun for a night at least,” Kit says and I sigh in relief.

“Okay but why the tattoo,” I ask and she smiles.

I watch her undo her leather jacket and pull it off revealing a pair of breasts that I wish I could remember getting a hold of last night. Kit turns away from me and shows me an older tattoo of a large male devil in red with a cock that hangs to his knees. I chuckle and she joins me putting her jacket back on.

“I figured if you ever needed a reason to regret trying to out drink Hawk that would be it,” Kit tells me moving to sit on my lap,” By the way kid, you were really nice last night.”

“Well it was our wedding night,” I joke and she laughs before leading me back to the bar.

Hawk leads me to a van and once we’re both inside I’m driven back to Guy’s home. It’s afternoon when I’m let out at the end of the driveway and walk the modest distance in broad daylight wearing the same clothes I had on when I left about a day earlier. I get about ten feet away from the door and there is my mentor looking at me like I’m about to get scolded by my parents. I don’t have any bad memories of mom and dad but I figure at some point I would have been scolded and now is about the time it comes due for me I guess. I shamble inside the house and get led to the living room where Imelda and Katy are waiting for me and I’m pointed to a spot on the couch to sit.

“So I’m guessing when I sent you away to give you a fun night out you decided to go all sorts of crazy on my friend Hawk,” Guy starts and I try to defend myself.

“Guy he wasn’t mad at me and honestly I don’t remember much,” I start but he’s still going.

“Let’s not ignore the fact that you beat a man up and another one got stabbed but you got married.