“Fuck you, Ghost!” he spits in my face “ You’re just a cunt brother, look at you right now a live wire a fucking liability to the club you can’t control your fucking anger.”
I see red, “You’re fucking psycho Brother his closed fist comes up and hits the side of my face his other hand trying to push me I am a six foot fucking beast no amount of force can move me so my head slams forward headbutting his as his head slams back on his shoulders water pooing behind his eyes his free hand wiping over his face smearing blood from the left to right as the water runs down and a spilt in the middle of his head opens up and a fresh line of hot red crimson blood trickles down his tongue darts out as it hits his lips and he licks it away.
Stepping back, I pull his weight up my fist griping around his throat his eyes bulge spluttering out gasping for air as my fingers squeeze all the air from his windpipe. She has hold of me, she is imbedded deep into the fiber of my dark soul and I actually fucking love this chick and what he said normally wouldn’t bother me but tonight it has for that reason alone that I have seen what existing was like without her, how hard it was to draw breathe without her near I don’t wanna feel that pain again, so I will kill any cunt that threatens it Brother or not.
Hands grab around me pulling me off the punk, Bray whips me around grabbing my cheeks between is fingers forming a sharp fucking O “Pull ya fucking head in” he spits out at me pushing me back down into my chair scanning the room “That goes for all of you, look at you acting like kids fighting over what a candy” shaking his head he takes his seat at the head off the table. “We have a serious problem, and ya all are attacking each other!” his tone is a whole new shade of fucked off. I lean back in my chair cracking my knuckles the pop, pop sends a relishing felling over my tense body. My eyes never leave Cage’s.
“Ghost busted up Lone wolfs bum boys they were selling in that area and now that has been compromised and they did the jit with Ghost’s lady and did god knows what plus they killed the mother so she is the one thing that can really give us what we need to know to fix this shit but war is coming after Blue and now this we need to really lock down and fast plus what the Lones did to Raven.”
His words trail off quiet and broken my eyes snap to my Brothers and I can see the deep pain bedded in them as he says her name, the sharp intake of air he takes, racking my hands through my hair. I feel for him I know his pain too well.
“So, we need to be ready, 81, Tigg, West take the old lady out to the warehouse store her in the chiller till we know more and what the chick wants to do, Ghost and Cage kiss and fucking makeup, I don’t want any more of your two’s shit you fucking hear me” looking at us both he picks the gravel up smacking it down, “Done, for now anyway” he says lifting his drink to his lips chugging it down in one massive gulp. Pulling my brother in for a back-slapping man hug “No hard feelings” stepping back winking at him, “Let Jenna ride my cock till her brains leak out her ears and we will be sweet Brother.” Punching me playfully in the guts. “Feel free that bitch is bat shit crazy, good luck” winking at him, we head out to the bar. Sipping on my Jager I watch my brothers take their fill of the club girls, watching my best friend, brother, and pres. Walk up the stairs to his office to drown his pain a bottle of Southern Comfort in his grip, it will resurface tomorrow with just as much burn as it has now.
Shaking my head, he’s fucken broken. Looking over as movement catches my eye I see Jenna then walking away from the jukebox as Rihanna’s Jump comes blasting through the speakers, a kick of a grin forms on my lips as I watch her strut around over to me twirling her hair, sucking in her bottom lip between her teeth she’s asking for trouble if she thinks this will get my dick hard.
She starts to twerk her sweet ass into my groin dropping her hands to the ground folding herself into a pin slamming her ass into me, gripping her ponytail in my fist I pull her back bring my lips to her neck biting down hard “Don’t play games darling” I seethe into her skin, “you know just how dirty I play sweetheart” dragging her over to my brother throwing her down I walk away, I hear her starting to kick off spinning around on my heel, “Cage has your ass now baby girl, keep his dick warm and that ass away from me” shock and embarrassment washes over her face her cheeks redden, standing she lurches at me, Cage grabbing her around her waist holding her in place he unzips his jeans popping his dick free he pulls her down by her hair “Suck this and keep ya shit together I may just go easy on ya ass tonight” smiling up at me “I got this bitch under control brother” winking at me he settles back closing his eyes that a rimed with purple bruising come morning they will be black as I run my fingers over my jaw he can pack a punch.
Walking towards the stairs I stop to pick up my Jager before I head up to check on the mystery that is Timberly and find out what the fuck went down and where the hell she was.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Timberly
A smile seeps over my face as I snuggle down into the cloud like couch watching a carefree Lilly talk away, a warm fuzzy feeling burns in my core from this drink that is beyond anything I’ve ever tasted. Tiny fleeting moments I'm happy, carefree, me, living laughing sitting here enjoying the conversation with Lilly, well she’s doing most of the talking, I really believe her when she says she misses female contact as all the men down there and the women seem to be rather unsavory, out for sex alone by the looks of it. Sex to me is disgusting. I'm not one bit interested in doing it. I have not once received or had pleasure from it, only pain and the feeling of utter filth. Not like these women here when I was watching them downstairs they all seem to be really enjoying throwing their bodies at the men and having them paw all over them grinding. I'm not like these women here I'm not judging, I would love to experience it with lust, love, passion, fire, carefree and fun. But no, they took that, she let them take that.
Sold my innocence to them for a bag of coke, slipping back into dark memories from her hold and their breath, the rape, the abuse, the beatings and then the last what was it month of torment with fleeting moments of ok I got this but nope no matter how much I say I’m I ok I’m strong you have this Timberly on lock down I don’t I feel it then as I hear the footsteps my body on high alert and my soul is running scared as the good angel hides and the bad angel sits back with a drink she is no help. Panic attacking me anxiety ripping up through me as sweats beads down my spine and my palms sweat fuck me my pulse loud in my ears. The heavy sounding steps sounding down the hall, stopping outside the door, I still in the couch before my body jumps like I have been electrocuted shooting back into it and the force and fright of it causes me to drop my glass it crashes to the floor the hot deep brown liquid runs out over the fluffy white rug under my feet ice chips dancing in the light heat flashes through me as a whole new cool run through my blood. I hear a startled gasp and catch the movement of a figure out the corner of my eye.
Lilly... I think it’s just Lilly.... Or is it? That’s the question...
Welcome to the show that is you Timberly you, girly are bat shit crazy delusions and fear rip through you like the hot breath of a dark kiss from the devil and you fall each and every fucking time. I hear the bad angel that is now filing her nails looking at me with a scowl and disappointment etched over her face as the Good Angel rocks in the fetal position on the floor at the Dark Angels feet.
Blinking back the tears that are pooling wanting to drop, I will not allow them to fall, I will not give them to the monsters that take me claim my body and shatter my soul, or the Dark Angel who taunts me and shows me time and again that she is right that I am the poor excuse for a woman who cowers in the dark not worthy for anything but death.
I watch the door handle turn the dark figure stepping in, a sweet-sounding voice behind me is that is not Ghost, not my Savior. Turning I blink up as I count the steps coming behind me, 1,2,3,4 is she an angel? 5,6,7,8, have my prayers finally been answered, 9,10,11,12 her lips are moving but I can’t hear a word of what she is saying, 13,14,15,16 no more steps no more coun
ting just the angels mouth moving, my heart pounding I feel it jumping of my chest wall, then I feel it the Smokey smelling breath and cold hands on my shoulder, shutting my eyes I allow the dark to take me to my happy place, sunshine birdsong, and dancing sunflowers.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Ghost
Stopping at the door holding my hand on the handle a smile coming to my lips as I hear Lilly babble on about nothing to Timberly, I bet she’s sitting there like a deer in fucken headlights shaking like a leaf. Pushing through the door I'm greeted by a sheet white Lilly who now is panicking in front of a shaking, scared Timberly, taking long strides in my docs that now seem so fucken heavy it feels like forever till I reach her, placing my hand out to reassure her it’s all good I feel her go under my touch to the place that she likes to hide in the dark.
Seeing fear in Lilly’s eyes, I scoop her into me “It's ok Lil this is normal, she has these intense panic attacks” running my free hand through my hair I think of what to do, sitting down next to her I pull her into me laying her head on my lap I run my fingers over her pasty skin that is so white, shaking my head “Lill get some water” looking up at her, she just stares, shaking biting her fucking nails. “Lilly” I bark “Stop chewing ya nails Lill” she always does that when she's freaking the fuck out. “Hey” I snap clapping my hands in front of her.
“Yep__ Errrrr____I'll get a cold washcloth” she stammers out great she ant strong enough for this shit I feel see it in the way she just reacted.
I bring my eyes down to Timberly watching the rise and fall of her chest, bringing back the washcloth and the water Lill sits down on the edge of the coffee table watching just watching as I run the cloth over her forehead waiting for her to open her eyes.
“So, what’s Bray’s plan” Lilly asks me, pulling me from my thoughts, doing what Lilly does best divert the white elephant in the room to something else.
“Oh, you know Bray Lil fuck all at the moment sit and wait it out” rolling her eyes at me.
“You mean hide, bury it, drink it away forget nothing’s happened” leaning over to touch her cheek, she’s so beautiful a white angel my heart has so much love for her pure sweet soul that has been tarnished by this big bad biker world.
“He’s drowning Lill I'll sort it, I got people on it watching my people you know that” looking away I see her eyes pool with tears.
“Well we all are drowning in our own way aren’t we Ghost” shaking my head I hate that this pretty lady is hurting, she’s my heart that one, my little sister, our MC princess if she likes it or not.
“Lill I got you” standing as Timberly starts to stir I watch her walk to the window.
“You can’t be everywhere Ghost” looking down as Timberly eyes flutter open her big blue pools looking up at me and digging right in my soul.
“Hey poppet” smiling at her, she tenses in my touch going stiff I feel her heart rate pick up as her breathing quickens I watch the vein in her neck pop out. “Poppet breathe you’re safe,” I state. She looks around nervously as Lilly walks over sitting back down on the coffee table.
Timberly
“Hey, you scared me,” Lilly says as she leans in close picking up my hand that daggles of the couch my head in Ghost’s lap.
“Mmm, umm sorry” I sputter out looking around I feel my cheeks go red as I pull my eyes shut and count the beats of my heart, 1,2,3, breathe 4,5,6, breathe, 7,8,9, open your eyes, 10,11,12, you’re ok, 13,14,15, blinking my eyes open I gaze into his sea green irises that have a sense of anchoring me to this place in time and a feeling of nothing but safety, “Sorry I- um- I passed out didn’t I?”
Looking over to Lilly she nods, “It’s ok though you got something dark going on in there, doll.” shock washes over me.
“I'm that readable, am I?” I ask, shocked and ashamed. Shuffling under Ghost, he pulls me up a bit so my head is now in his chest and his chin rests on the top of my head. One of his strong tattooed hands wrap around my waist, anchoring me to him.
“You can talk to us, Timberly,” He says, running his hands through my hair and shoulder.
Sitting up, I look down at my drink that has spilled on the white rug and the shards of glass mixed with melting ice cubes.
“I’m sorry, I'll clean that.” I jump up. I have to get away from their stares and the weight of his touch. Dizziness blankets m. I got up way too fast and too soon after passing out.
I'm just not strong enough to tell them my horrors. Counting the steps to the kitchen 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10, I reach the long bench in this open plan huge massive room, just as I feel him behind me. It took just six of his long lean strides to reach me and I feel him pull me into his strong hard chest.
I stiffen as his six-foot god no what frame towers over me his muscle alone is enough to engulf your whole soul, I do feel safe with him though like I now can be me with him after what happened at my house tonight and the last month, I can be me. I just hope he likes the, me he will soon find.
“Poppet,” he breathes into my shoulder as he leans down into me.
“I'm tired, Ghost, can you take me back to my place please.” I breathe out so quietly I worry if he heard me as it seems like a million heartbeats before he answers me.
“Poppet,” pulling me around, he looks deep into my eyes, waving his hands around. “This here is now your home this place, my place, the shop, no fucken way are you stepping foot back in that shit pit again.” I go to speak he brings his finger to my lips, “Sshh baby, this is not up for discussion, like ever.”
Thinking I square my shoulders and take a step back mentally I put on my big girl pants and my best resting bitch face I have seen that on the TV last week a lady on Jeremy Kyle had done it see locked up in Hotel Horror was good for like the things I learnt from them crazy bitches on Jeremy Kyle.
“You don’t get to tell me what the heck to do” I snap trying to sound tough and forceful, I see a smile form over his lips. “What” I snap I hate being made a fool of like for real I pull on all the sass and bitchiness I had when they had me locked up, stolen, lost and fucking alone. I got this... Hahahaha....um no, no you don’t the dark angel pipes up “shut up” I snap mentally at her...
“You’re freaking cute, Poppet,” he states turning to look at Lilly who is walking over to us, “She’s cute ain't she Lill” smiling she steps beside me.
“You tell him, Tim, no man can tell us, strong women what to do” winking at me I see the vein form in the side of Ghost’s rather large neck, smirking I like the way I feel right now strong.
“Well yes because of you going in there like freaking Ail what was it like a month ago is that how long it’s been? They fucking hurt me, beat me, broke me and wanted to make me into a sex toy a play toy for the rich but that man with the snake eyes saved me wouldn’t let them touch me because of you Ghost but you being the Reaper that they are all scarred of didn’t save my mother no it sure didn’t. She's in the back of a van dead, and I'm unsure how I feel about that. Happy, sad, god knows, but now I'm here with god knows who and what and why so I won’t be staying thank you I’ll be going home to my shit pit as you call it and trying to figure what the fuck I’m to do next because for what feels like forever I haven’t be able to breath of even think without the voice stirring me into a crazed state. Placing my hands on my hips I stomp my foot.
“Got it?” I ask resting bitch face in place, Lilly brings her hand up to her mouth laughing.
“Well Ghost you just got told,” shaking his head with what I'm not sure could be anger, amusement or what washing over his stone cold I'm killer features which at this stage in time I surely would have passed out but I'm so sick of being weak and scared alone and fucked up. “What” I snap at him.
“Me” pointing to himself,
“Yes you” I answer back with as much false bravo as I can muster Lilly’s hand holding onto my hand the support from her gives me a strength I didn’t know I could possess,
“Nothing Poppet, just you’re cute when y
ou’re trying to be mad” leaning down he scoops me up over his shoulder, a screech escapes me as I look over to Lilly she’s laughing.
“Have fun Tim” winking “He’s a good guy” she says like it should mean that he won’t try to knock me off for sassing him, just then he slaps my ass
“Home with you Poppet, my place, my bed oh and we will talk about that snake eyed comment also but not right now” letting out a huffy breath I slap my hand down his hard back bouncing right off he chuckles taking the hall and steps like it’s nothing before I know it we are in the great big room filled with smoke, women eyeing me and men wolf whistling as Ghost pipes up “What the fuck ya’ll are looking at?” to the looks of death I'm receiving the worst coming from the girl yup it’s the same chick that was shooting me daggers earlier I sense I'm stepping on toes but the way I feel right now this new found me I don’t give a fuck, giggling at the use of the cuss word I just said inside my head I like the way it sounds coming off my tongue, maybe this is the new me bad sassy Timberly, hum I like the thought of that. Ha silly girl you will bow out. Dark angel spits at me Hey Nice angel I yell inside my head Grow a pair and bitch slap her will ya! We walk from the club and the smoke, smell, heat out into the night pitch black still the stars bright dancing in the sky happy and high I feel them feel the same way right now.
Ghost plonks me down on my feet the cool inky night’s air wraps around my body. Goosebumps pop up all over my arms the warmth of him gone and my body misses it instantly waning it back, looking up at him he just stands there leaning against his bike looking all gruff and sexy, blinking up at him he smiles “What” I pipe out stepping into him and placing my hands on his rock hard chest sliding them down the side under his heavy leather cut the cool of it grazes over my fingers.
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