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❛ MIEMBRO DE HONOR ❜

Headcanon of ‘Miembro de Honor’.

with the Mayans MC.

Request: Hello! I really liked the imagine about the teenager who broke into the clubhouse! Could you do an imagine or a short drabble about what happened right after she got gaught or something else related to that imagine? thank you!

BY ANON

Warnings: none.

Word count: about 1.4k.

Aurora says: this writing hasn't been edited, you may find some grammar mistakes, I'm sorry about that!

Gif credits: to the author, I found it on google.

Masterlist.

The next morning when you woke up wearing clothes that weren't yours, you had to take some minutes to remember what happened. And when you found it out, the fear began to run through your veins, starting to shake when you heard some voices coming closer.

After ten minutes encouraging yourself, you went out of the room barefoot and walking with dubious steps until you found the men that caught you last night.

“I prepared you a coffee”. The one who called himself ‘el presidente’ got up from his chair, offering you a mug. “It will suit you, kid. We have to talk”.

Holding it, you followed him to another room passing away the other men. Entering into it, you left your gaze travel around. Some couches, a metallic locker, a big table and a lot of chairs. The man sat on the front, pointing to the closer one where you were supposed to have a seat.

“Please, don't kill me”. You said with a trembling voice, obeying without complaints.

“I'm not going to kill you. Neither my men”.

After he explained that they wanted to take care of you, you tried to breathe calmed. But you didn't trust them. Even less when they prohibited you to get out of the clubhouse.

They bought you everything you asked for. Clothes, books, a phone.

It only took you one week to start to talk with them. Some words. Some phrases. You began to see that they were good people in the wrong place, exactly as you were. Renegades.

Angel and Coco were always around you, having some fun, teasing you to make you laugh. They were the one who makes you easy to trust in the rest. They were like children, jumping from one side to another. They used to steal a piece of your food, dishevel you, push your stick while playing pool… But they also comforted you whenever you felt alone, questioning your existence in the middle of the night.

“What's up, mami?” Coco asked sitting by your side over the picnic table.

“Hold it, and don't tell Bish we gave you a beer”. The Reyes cleaned your tears as soon as his hands were empty.

“I just… was thinking about my family and all that shit… you know”.

“Foc them, mami!” Coco replied surrounding your shoulders with an arm.

“We're your older brothers now. And that's cool. I always wanted a sister to fuck up those bitches that don't let me live in peace, when we're having a party here”.

“Of course, 'cause they all want to fuck you”.

“Exactly. Your main task as my younger sister is to scare them away”. Angel sang pinching your cheeks.

“Stop!” Finally, he made you laugh again.

“And with me, you' main task is keep me happy befo' I start with another of my paranoias. So, I need ya happy too”.

Creeper and Gilly were the opposite. While Angel and Coco were trying to make you laugh, they were the one who were teasing you the whole time. To make you ‘stronger mentally’.

“Are you crying again?”

“You don't do anything else?”

“You're not gonna solve anything crying, mami”.

“Yeah, and you look fuckin' horrible”.

“You two are fucking assholes!”

You tried to punch Gilly on the chest, but he was faster, holding your arms and locking the kicks by a leg raised.

“That's it, mami! Fight!” Creeper cheered, while you kept trying.

“Fight against your problems, little sister, and don't give up”. The bigger one said, loosening the grip to hug you. “We're not gonna stop until you keep it in mind, babe”.

Tranq was a little reticent to the idea of having you there, not knowing if you were telling them the truth or if you were lying. But he started to change his point of view when he found you trying to fix up a bloody cut in your hand.

“The hell happened, kid?” He asked worriedly, grabbing the cotton to clean the blood before wrapping it with a gaze before bandaging your hand.

“I heard you were… hungry”. You complained because of the pain, putting the hand on your chest held by the other. Ashamed, you were unable to look at him. “I was cutting some bread to make you a sandwich…”

“Thanks, but I'm not into cannibalism”.

His words made you laugh, helping you to stand up from the toilet with an arm on your waist.

“Let's see what you were doing, kid…”

Taza and Riz used to ignore you. Sounds rude, but they didn't trust you. A kid from the street? Who knows if someone hired you to talk about what was happening inside the clubhouse. And this feeling increased because you used to spend a lot of time looking at them. But what they didn't notice was the fact that you used to do it in a concrete moment of the day.

“You don't have anything more interesting to do?” Riz asked you, getting up from the floor and shaking his clothes walking towards you. Taza followed him cross-armed with an eyebrow raised over the sunglasses.

“I don't think so”.

“Why don't you go to fuck off with the prospect, ah?” The apache spoke then, stopping some meters from you.

“I want to learn how to change a tire”.

The men looked at each other a little confused.

“I already learned to change the oil”. You said having a sip by the straw on your milkshake, Tranq's courtesy. But they seemed lost yet. “Yesterday. Yesterday morning. When you were in the scrap yard”.

“That is… what you do?”

“Learn about motorbikes? Yes. You're very good at it, and I like it”.

“Okay…” Riz turned at his friend, shrugging his shoulders, before offering you a hand. “Come here”.

“Really?”

“Yes, kid, come with us. We will teach you”.

With Bishop was easy too. He accepted you from the first moment. It was his idea at the end. You used to spend a lot of time with him, hearing about his travels and his life. He taught you to fight and to shoot, as a father was supposed to do. He also slept the first week in the clubhouse, in case that you needed anything. Like this night he had to take you to the hospital.

“Hey, what's wrong?”

He was inside the Templo, drinking a beer and smoking when you came in crying slightly. For some reason your head hurt so bad and you vomited twice. The man walked towards you, having a look of your face before placing his hands on your shoulders.

“You don't feel good, ah?”

“I have a horrible headache”. You just said between some sobs.

“Okay, let's see a doctor”.

“I don't have health insurance”.

“Don't worry about it. Take a jacket, I will find a helmet for you”.

After some long hours in the Emergencies, and a strong painkiller, he brought you back to the clubhouse carrying you on his arms. You were falling asleep since you left the hospital and he didn't care about taking you to bed. Bishop also took off your sneakers and tucked you under the sheets, sitting on the edge of the mattress.

“Do you feel better?”

“Mm…” You mumbled nodding with closed eyes.

“I'll be close if you need anything, okay?” The man hesitated for a second, leaning forward over you, to leave a gentle kiss on your forehead. “Rest, querida”.

“Bish”.

“Yes?”

“Thank you”. You muttered before falling asleep.

For the first time in months, Bishop smiled, caressing your cheek slowly to make sure you were out of the real world.

They gave you the opportunity to come back to school, and study the necessary to go to the university. You didn't have any trouble. You put all your efforts on passing every test, and every night studying. EZ helped you to plan every single minute, to take advantage of the maximum possible time.

And they used to visit you every two weeks in San Diego, when you were accepted to study Medicine, in general terms.

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