by Emma Creed
Now isn’t the time to be lettin’ a bitch get under my skin, the club needs me thinking straight. Everyone has to be on their game, but there seems to be shit all I can do about it. With her, nothing seems like enough. I’ll always want more.
I spend the rest of the day sleeping in my cabin, last night was a long one, and with all the shit going on I haven’t been sleeping well. When I eventually wake up it’s way past six, so I grab a shower, jump on my bike, and ride down to the club. I left my truck down at the club earlier, knowing Nyx would need it to fetch Hayley from Maddy’s place later. And at seven-thirty when I get the call from Hayley to say she’s ready, there’s no sign of him anywhere.
I get in the truck and go for her myself. I’ll be picking her up outside, doubt I’ll even see Maddy, but I take my cut off anyway. I’m not on club business, so there’s no need to wear it, or at least that’s what I tell myself.
The whole way there I remind myself what a lousy idea this is… I should be trying to forget her. I could have sent Tommy or worked harder to find Nyx, and yet I continue to drive towards Maddy’s house and when I get there, they’re both sat waiting on her porch steps.
I almost choke on my own fuckin’ breath at the sight of her. The simple white vest and short denim cut offs make her look incredible without even trying. Both girls stand up when they see me pull up, and I can’t help staring as Maddy lightly dusts off her hands on her back pockets and follows Hayley over.
“Jessie!” Hayley looks surprised to see me.
“I thought Nyx was picking me up. I told Mads that he would give her a ride to church. Hope that’s okay?” The fake smile she gives me is taunting as she leans through the open window. Church, is she freakin’ kidding me, and what was with the ‘Mads’ all of a sudden?
“Sure thing, Mads, jump on in.” I place my arm over the wheel and lean forward, looking around Hayley to where Maddy’s biting the nail of her index finger nervously. The girl’s sweeter than honey, and it almost makes me feel bad for the things I imagine doing to her.
Almost.
She climbs into the back of my truck, and I twist to watch her buckle up. “So, church?” I let my eyes absorb her up, everything, from her soft golden hair to her perfect round tits, and I can tell she notices me looking by the rush of pink that flushes to her cheeks.
“Yeah, Monday nights they do this study group for the local kids. I help out,” she explains, in a voice that’s smooth and as pretty as she is. I wonder if it would still sound as sweet screaming my name while I slammed inside her.
Fuck.
I focus forward again, ignoring my cock when it grows uncomfortable against my jeans.
“Been up to much today?” Hayley asks, a sarcastic bite in her tone when she notices the absence of my cut again.
“Nothing special,” I answer her with an equally fake smile, but eyes that warn her not to push. And for once in her stubborn little life, she does as she’s told.
It’s a short journey, that Maddy could easily have walked, but I’m pleased Hayley offered her a lift. I enjoy admiring her in the rear-view mirror. She’s twitchy and fidgety and I all I can think about is sucking the color out of the bottom lip that she keeps grazing through her teeth.
“Thanks for the ride.” She smiles up at me when I stop the truck.
“Welcome, darlin’,” I tell her before she opens the door and steps out.
“See you at school tomorrow,” Hayley sounds convincingly excited as she leans over me to say goodbye to her friend.
“Bye Hayley… Jessie.” Maddy ever so slightly drops her head when she says my name, and I have to grip the steering wheel. Hayley at least waits until I’ve turned the truck before she reaches under her seat, pulls out my cut, and slams it hard into my chest.
“Safe to put this back on now.” Her eyes roll.
“What? It’s a hot day.” Even I laugh at my pathetic excuse.
“You realize it’s never gonna happen right? You just dropped the girl off at fucking church for Christ’s sake.”
“I go to church,” I say through a smirk.
“I don’t think you sing from quite the same hymn sheet.” Hayley’s arms cross over her chest. “Besides we spoke today about… you know.”
“You’ve been friends less than a week, and you’re already talking to her about sex? I thought nice girls were shy about that kinda shit.”
“Well I’m not shy, and unlucky for you she is. She’s a nice girl. So nice she hasn’t even gone to first base.” Hayley kicks her feet up on the dash. “Saving it all for that someone special apparently. Delusional is what I call it.”
“That’s sweet I guess.” I lift my shoulders, conflicted. The thought of Maddy never even being kissed—not willingly anyway—makes me happy, but knowing that I ain’t the kinda guy to ever be anyone’s ‘someone special’ tears me up a little at the same time.
“Sucks for you though. I don’t think this ‘special guy’…”—Hayley’s fingers make air quote’s—“she’s waiting on rides a Harley, drinks Jack like a whale takes on water, and sticks his dick into just about anything it’ll fit in.” She smiles, and I spend the entire way home pretending her words don’t wound me.
Hayley seems disappointed when I drop her back at the lodge and don’t go in. Tonight I need to be at the club, the guys will still be celebrating last night’s bust, and I need to forget.
Forget Maddy Summers. Forget that I’ll never know what it feels like to be up inside her tight virgin pussy, or see how her cheeks flush pink when she comes on my cock. But most of all, I want to forget that with her, even that would never be enough.
Saturday night comes around quickly, I’ve hardly seen Jessie over the past few days and get the impression he’s avoiding me. Nyx has been running me around, and well… he’s just no fun at all.
I knew something was up when Jessie hadn’t picked me up yesterday. Friday at Bernie’s has been our thing ever since Mama died. I also know there’s no chance of Jessie taking me to Katie’s party, so I had to come up with a plan of my own.
I wait for the clubhouse to be in full Saturday night swing, then walk through the woods that line the compound. I find the hole in the fence that’s just big enough for me to squeeze through, and meet Cobie and Dan on the main road. Cobie was happy to give me a ride, he’s had a crush on me since middle school. So I flirted with him for a few days leading up to the party. He even agreed to pick up Maddy too.
No one from the club ever checks in on me at night, everyone’s far too busy having fun, and Daddy rarely comes home to the lodge. It will be just as easy for me to sneak back in after the party.
I’m eighteen years old, no other girls my age have to have a chaperone, and life is too short to be stuck in by yourself on a Saturday night.
Everything has gone to plan, and we make it to the party without being caught. It feels good to be free. We drink and we dance, I’m nowhere near as drunk as I’d been last weekend, but I’m steadily getting there. Maddy looks stunning as ever and is clueless to the fact that she has the attention of every guy here. Tonight, she’s being sensible and has decided to stay sober.
She disappears to use the bathroom and I carry on dancing by myself. When I feel hands rest on my hips, I let them touch me, and sway along with the rhythm of the music.
“You having a good time?” a voice whispers into my ear. I look over my shoulder at Cobie and nod, continuing to dance along with him.
“You want an even better time?” he adds, spinning me around to face him. His eyes stay on mine as he takes a small plastic baggy from his pocket and squeezes it open. I watch him take out a small round tablet and place it on his tongue, he pokes it out to show me before flicking his tongue back into his mouth and swallowing it down.
His eyes dare me to do the same, and without a second thought I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue out for him. Cobie smiles a wicked smile, taking another pill out from the bag, and placing it on my tongue.
It tastes vil
e, so I swallow it fast, reaching out for a drink to wash away the bitter taste that clings to the back of my throat. Cobie chuckles as he passes me his beer, and I knock it back and then… wait.
At first, I wonder what the fuck Cobie has been talking about, I feel no different, he could have given me aspirin for all the good it’s done, but after a few more songs I start to feel different, better, lighter. Fucking amazing.
The music gets louder, beating through my chest and synchronizing with my heartbeat. When Maddy returns she watches me suspiciously, but I carry on letting the beat of the music control my movements. I’m dancing on clouds, my body weightless. For once, I’m the one having fun, and any care that I ever had, seems to have been swallowed away with the magic pill Cobie has given me.
I feel her hand when she grips my wrist and laugh at her fierce yank when she drags me through the house to the bathroom.
“Wow, Hay, chill the fuck down you’re sweating,” Maddy says throwing me a towel. I pat it against my forehead and check my make up in the mirror, struggling to focus properly.
“Are you okay?” Maddy asks, concern all over her pretty perfect face.
“I’m fine. Why?”
“You just look kinda spaced that’s all.”
Her head falls to one side, and she studies me curiously.
I laugh at her again.
“I’m good,” I assure her—not good, fucking amazing. I manage not to add that though. Not that I care what she thinks, tonight Hayley Carson answers to no one.
“Okay... So, I need to ask you something?” she starts nervously, resting her ass on the edge of the bath.
“Shoot,” I try my best to sound serious, lifting my hair up from my sticky neck, it’s so hot in here and the music is so loud that the walls are vibrating in unison with the bass.
“That guy, Jessie. Who is he?” she asks awkwardly.
“Jessie’s… he’s just Jessie,” I shrug casually, missing out the part that Jessie is fuckin’ everything, including the reason that my heart beats.
“He’s kinda hot,” she admits, biting her lip nervously while she waits for my reaction. “And… he seems really nice,” she adds when I say nothing.
“Hmmm nice.” I throw my head back and laugh like a Disney villain, and Maddy looks back at me confused.
“Jessie isn’t who you think he is,” I tell her. A sudden surge of jealousy starts to kill my buzz. I need to get the fuck out of this tiny room before the walls that are moving inwards close in on me completely.
I open the door and rush past the people in the hall, looking for Cobie. I don’t care whether Maddy follows me or not. I can’t listen to her gush about Jessie, not when I can’t tell her how I feel about him myself.
Cobie’s face lights up when he sees me walking towards him and when he places his hand on my waist and pulls me against his body, I let him.
“You feelin’ good, baby?” he whispers inside my ear.
“I think, maybe you could make me feel better.” I smile, sliding my hand into his pocket. And he nods when I pull out his little baggy. He takes another one of his pills out, popping it on to my tongue. This time I don’t worry about how it tastes, my whole body hums with the bitterness. I let the music take over again, not caring about what happens around me.
Slowly, I start to care less and less about Maddy or Jessie. The music is my only focus, the only thing that matters is the next beat. Everything else I shut out. Maddy is trying to talk to me, yelling over the music, but I blank her out too. I can’t remember how long it takes my brain to start fighting to escape my skull, but Maddy is still pulling at me trying to get me to go with her. I push her away, turn my back on her, and continue dancing with Cobie.
The room spins so fast I want to get off, and I tip my head back to look up at the ceiling. Something catches me, and the humidity of the room vanishes, replaced with a cool breeze that dances over my skin. I hear slamming, panicked voices, and the word ‘hospital’. Voices in my head argue, and a girl cries, I wonder if it’s me.
The ground stops moving under me, and I feel the breeze again. Somehow my body moves without any work from my feet, and I fall on to something soft. I try to focus on something, anything other than the pounding in my head, but I can’t. I want to leave, to escape the sinking feeling but I’m trapped. I can’t get out of my body.
The clubhouse is packed tonight, and everyone seems to be in a good place. I swear I even saw Grimm crack a creepy smile when I looked over at him earlier.
I’m still sober. Sober enough to grab Mel before Squealer gets to her. Fuck being the second man in after him. Bitch’ll be lucky if she sits down after a week.
Mel is riding me like she’s about to win the Kentucky fuckin’ derby, but my head is in another place. Too busy wondering what Maddy is doing with her Saturday night.
Mel catches me off guard, moving in for my lips. I quickly lower my head, scraping my teeth against the tight skin at her neck until she cries out, and her pussy clenches my cock tighter.
“Jesus, Jessie,” she moans, slapping her ass even harder against my thighs. My phone rings in my jean’s pocket, and I stand up, managing to keep Mel still attached to the end of my cock. I slam her ass on to the basin unit, and take control of the thrusts as I pull my cell from my pocket. When I see it’s Hayley calling, I crush my hand over Mel’s mouth to stifle the whimpers she’s making.
“Now’s not a good time, pretty girl,” I answer, trying to ignore Mel who’s already started gnawing at my fingers like a rabid dog.
“Jessie, is that you?” The voice on the other end throws me off, but I recognize it straight away, I may have only heard it a few times but was I fuck about to forget who it belongs to.
Words fail me as I thrust deeper and deeper into the drenched pussy sucking hungrily at my cock.
“Jessie, are you there? It’s me… Maddy.” My mouth dries up, and then in one single sentence, she finishes me.
“Jessie, please I need you.”
Her voice is panicked and needy, and it sends me right over the edge. My cock juts and I offload. Mouth open, I only just manage to hold in the long moan as I empty out.
There isn’t time for easing down, not when her voice blurts so desperately at me down the phone.
“Jessie… Please.”
“I’m here,” I say, pulling out of Mel and ripping the rubber off my still solid dick.
“Thank god. Jessie, I need you to come to my house. Right now.” There’s a shiver in her voice that has the hairs on the back of my neck standing to attention. “It’s Hayley. I don’t know for sure, but I think she may have taken something.”
None of what she’s saying makes any sense. But I don’t question her, rushing out of the room and down the stairs. I keep the phone pressed to my ear hearing Maddy’s panicked little breaths.
“I’m on my way, okay?” I hang up when I get to my bike, I hear a voice calling out from behind me, someone asking where I’m going but I ignore it. I don’t have time for explanations, especially when I don’t know what the fuck’s happening myself.
I speed out of the compound as fast as I can. Not sure if I’m feeling more angry or worried as I make the journey to Maddy’s house in record timing. Parking my bike on her drive, I storm straight inside without knocking.
“Hayley,” I call through the house.
“We’re up here,” Maddy’s shaky voice guides me upstairs, and I take them two at a time.
As soon as I see Hayley, I know she’s taken something. Her eyes are practically rolling in her head, and the dopey smile on her lips is completely vacant.
“Fuck, what’s she taken?” I barge past Maddy and scoop Hayley into my arms, her body a dead weight slouching against mine.
“Hayley, it’s me, Jessie.” I tap her cheek gently. “Hayley, what you take?” I shout, my taps becoming harsher when she doesn’t answer me.
“How long’s she been like this?” I look up to Maddy who’s hand covers her mouth, terror sketched on he
r pretty little face. “Maddy, you need to tell me what she’s taken.” I don’t mean to shout at her, but the girl is losing it.
“I… I don’t know,” she cries, her head shaking from side to side.
“Fuck’s sake.”
I take Hayley’s limp body and throw her over my shoulder. “Where’s the bathroom?” I ask, already moving towards her bedroom door.
“Next left,” Maddy answers, following me out into the hall.
“I’ve tried getting her to drink water,” she tells me.
I rest Hayley’s back against the bath panel. Her head rolls, and she smiles as she tried to focus on me.
“Jessie,” she says playfully reaching her fingers out to my hair. “Whatcha doin’ here… wait, where is here?” She absently looks around the room.
“I’m real sorry, darlin’,” I say.
“Sorry? What you sorry fo—” I don’t give her chance to finish her sentence, ramming two of my fingers towards the back of her throat, pushing far enough for her to retch, then managing to pull her across to the toilet just in time for her to chuck her guts up.
“For that,” I tell her, holding her hair off her sweat-soaked face while she flushes whatever crap she’s taken out of her body.
I wait until she’s thrown up just about everything other than her internal organs, and she snuggles into my chest before I carry her back into Maddy’s room. When Hayley’s big eyes find mine, and when she sighs with relief, I finally convince myself that she’s gonna be okay.
“You came,” she whispers.
“Course I fuckin’ came,” I tell her, lying her down in Maddy’s bed and tucking her underneath the covers. I stroke her face and wait for her eyes to close and her breathing to slow before I turn around to Maddy.
“You take anything?” I look her up and down. My voice comes out sterner than intended, but I have to know that she’s okay too. Maddy shakes her head, her eyes full of tears and her face still wide with shock. And despite everything that’s just happened, I can’t help think she’s never looked more fuckin’ beautiful.