The next time I woke I felt the pain shooting throughout my entire body. Everything hurt and I was exhaugsted mentally and physically. It had not been a good week for me. Looking around I found I was in a white and sterile room that resembles a hospital but it was not one thank the Goddess for small miricles.
No one was around and I remembered the first time I woke up. I was at Hellfire M.C. and I made sure to sent my best friend a text telling her where I was and that I was alright and to please come get me. She replied almost instantly and said she was bringing Tim, her boyfriend who mad our duo a trio.
Not seeing anyone but spotting a wheelchair next to my bed and remembering that I was to not walk. I managed to heave myself over to it and almost cried at the memories. It was not the first time I had been in one and it probably wouldn't be the last. The last time I was in a wheelchair I had dislocated my kneecap and then went to go visit my favorite little brother at collage with his two friends and we haf snuck into the service elevator of a hotel to get the best view of the city.
So it was with a practiced ease that I wheeled myself out the door and down the hall to where voices gathered in shouts and laughter. Stopping at the doorway I saw men gathered at the bar just fooling around and I realized I could use a drink myself. They stopped all together when the man behind the bar saw me and a gruff and we'll built man with chopped hair and a curious scar on his chin and the same plblazing blue eyes I remembered walked up to me.
"you're awake." his deep voice seemed to rumble when he talked.
"Death doesn't want me yet." I smiled bitterly and he looked at my curious words.
"I'm Fenfrir and you are?"
" Stella, though pretty sure you know that already from my drivers license. " I smirked as he walked around my and started pushing me towards the bar.
"Yes well I figure I would try to be polite."
"I already texted my friend to come get me. She should be here soon...although I dont think I'm actually too far from her boyfriends house." I mused and it was clear he was going to say something but the front doors burst open ans a highly amused and annoyed voice demanded its speaker all the attention.
"How the fuck did you end up at a Bikers Bar of all places?!"