Bear Fights For Donna: Book 4: Dark Rider MC Series

I looked at the club member and told him, he can look mad all he wants. That is how he always looks at me. He gives me the finger or tries to order me around. He has never said anything nice to me. Everything I do apparently pisses him off. One time a few months ago he left me standing at my door and left me there. He did not like what I was wearing to the club party. Donna and the girls came and picked me up. Ever since then, I can't seem to do anything right. I don't know what to do anymore.

I might just give up and forget about Dreamer. Apparently, he really does not like me that way. Thanks for the dance Brooklyn he said and walked off the stage. I walked over and sat down. Donna looked over at me. What did you tell him? I was thinking about forgetting about Dreamer. We gasped. What!, no you can't. Make him jealous. I don't know how to do that Donna. I think you just made a good start at it by dancing with someone that is not Dreamer.

And when you danced on the pole with us. He didn't like the members watching you. Tell us we said loud enough for Dreamer to hear. Brooklyn, what do you look for in a man? I don't know, he has to be tall. Really tall. With long dark hair and dark brown eyes. I want a man with strong arms that can hold me. What else Elizabeth asked? I want him to protect me and stand up for me when another man disrespects me. One who is not afraid to send me flowers, take ,e out for rides on his bike to say, a secluded spot in the woods where we can sit by the creek and talk. That's a start. But, there is no man in this club or that I know of like that.

Soon we watched as Dreamer walked down the hall with a whore. Donna, Elizabeth I am going home. I will see you both later. I stood up and walked out of the clubhouse. I had a tent in the car along with pillows and blankets. I decided to go to the property I bought along time ago in the woods about 15 miles from here. I sat back away from the road and had a pond sitting on it. I stopped at a drive-thru and bought beer before driving to my land.

I turned onto the dirt road leading to my property. I pulled up near the pond started a small fire and put up my tent. I turned off my phone and I took the battery out. I did not want anyone to find me. This is my place to come to when I wanted to cry or needed to relax. I sat down next to the fire and opened my first beer and drank it. I then lit up a joint. I leaned back in my lawn chair.

I thought about Dreamer. I did not know what I had ever done to make him hate me. He never smiles when he looks my way. He looks like he wished I was dead. I don't know why I fall for the men that don't want me. I might be better off if I just stopped going to the clubhouse. I guess I need to make new friends. Just go to the bar in town when I want to listen to music or dance.