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by Marie, Jordan


  Nailer laughed and we got out of the SUV. I had been dreading being in a car with someone I didn’t know, but Nailer made me laugh. So far I had to say with the exception of the bitch I had to put in her place? I liked all of Dragon’s ‘family’.

  Dani’s car was in the driveway, so at least I wouldn’t have to wait around until she got home.

  I opened the door and walked in still laughing with Nailer and because of that was completely unprepared for what happened next.

  The smallest guy that Dani left with the other night came out from behind the door and used the butt of his gun to hit Nailer in the head. Nailer went down with a horrible thud. I scream and immediately the man wraps his beefy looking hand around my mouth and drags me further inside.

  I try biting him, but he holds my head so tight, I can’t move enough to get away from him. I know there is fear in my eyes, you couldn’t really help it in this situation, but I’m still pissed as hell at myself for allowing it. I look over at Dani and she doesn’t appear alarmed. There’s something in her eyes, I wasn’t sure what it was exactly but she starts walking towards me.

  “Calm down Nic. It’s not what you think. Tiny and me are trying to save you. Girl you just don’t know what that man you are with has done.”

  I elbow the idiot holding me and Dani nods at him and he lets me go.

  “Are you crazy?” I immediately go down on the floor to check on Nailer. He’s breathing, but definitely out cold with a knot the size of Texas on the back of his head.

  “Nic I had to get you away from that club. You don’t know what they’re doing!” Dani said, reaching down to pull me away. I stubbornly refused to let her.

  “Have you lost your freaking mind?”

  “Nic!”

  “Dani! How the fuck do you know anything is going on? You spent what? A couple nights with this asshole and decide everything he’s telling you is the fucking truth?”

  “He had pictures Nic. You should see what Dragon did to his own man! Here look at them! You can’t stay with him Nic, he’ll hurt you!”

  I hear the panic in her voice so I try to count to ten and calm my temper. Then I take the camera she’s pushing at me. I click the review button on the back and scan through the photos captured on the little screen.

  Okay my stomach knots up at what I see. Dragon is torturing some man lying in a …bathtub? The man is badly beaten. There’s one picture where it appears that Dragon was cutting off his fingers maybe? It’s hard to tell and the picture is obviously taken through a window and at a good distance away.

  “Why do you have these pictures?” I ask Dani and the man I remembered Skull called Tiny the other night. He has a smug ass look on his face. I don’t like him. That thought rings clear over a myriad of emotions hammering through me at the moment. Dani looks at me like I have three heads.

  “That’s all you have to say? Did you see what he was doing to that poor man?”

  Good question, I guess. I mean I did see it, but I had also seen pictures at the club of the girl that had been beaten. I knew this was the club business Dragon had been handling. If this man had been the one who had done that to the girl, and if he had also been one of Dragon’s men like Dani insinuated it didn’t excuse him, but it sure as hell put a different light on the situation.

  “I’m not discussing Dragon’s business with you Dani I’m asking why the fuck these pictures were taken in the first place?”

  “Tiny is in charge of following Dragon and his crew when they are in Skull’s city to make sure they don’t do shit LIKE THIS! Nic you can’t be so far gone over Dragon that you can’t see how wrong this is? Jesus.”

  I act like I’m going through the pictures, but instead eject the memory card out the side and slide it into my pants pocket. Maybe I am a fool, but I believe in him and I’m not about to leave anything that might be used against him.

  “Get the fuck out of my house.” I yell when I finish, turning the camera off and tossing it across the room.

  “Not going to happen bitch,” Tiny smugly says. It’s then I notice the look on his face. Yeah, I don’t like him was understating shit—like a lot.

  “What do you want from me?” I ask with a disgusted snarl trying to figure out how in the hell to get out of this mess.

  “To play with you sweet cheeks, maybe I’ll do you and your girl at the same time. Dani here likes to party. The more the merrier, right baby?”

  God he makes my stomach turn. I watch Dani’s face as it goes white. Dani has some amazing qualities, but when it comes to men she’s worse than me. The thought of letting this man anywhere near me makes me gag.

  “You touch me and Dragon will feed you your dick and balls on a silver platter.”

  “Think you’re overestimating your appeal puta. Dragon’s known for liking lots of pussy, you’re just the flavor of the day.

  You’re not my type so much, but I’ll fuck your ass while you’re eating out your girl. Now enough of this shit. Strip before I decide your fat ass is more trouble than it’s worth.”

  “Tiny baby stop it you’re going to scare Nic. Besides, I told you I don’t party with other women,” Dani said. I could tell she was trying to distract him so I could get away, the panicked look in her eyes when she shot me a pleading glance told me so. I couldn’t leave her and Nailer here alone though. I move my body so I’m blocking Nailer’s torso, then use my hand to see if he had any kind of weapon on him I could use.

  I might have thrown up in my mouth a little when Dani actually kisses the creep. Ugh, I would have to gargle twenty times a day for the rest of my life.

  Still when she hikes her leg up on his hip and starts taking his shirt off, I figure I might have a shot of getting us out of this fucked up mess, if Nailer just had something I could use…

  Eureka! A knife, I would have much rather had a gun. Dragon should really talk to his men about carrying weapons at all times. I mean seriously, what kind of bad ass protector didn’t have a freaking gun???

  I palm the knife and hide it behind my back. I’m trying to come up with a plan as I watch Dani practically mouth raping Tiny. Ugh, I’m suddenly glad I didn’t eat anything more than toast.

  The only thing I can come up with kind of sucks. Stab yuck man, preferably in the balls for his comment about doing me and Dani, then running with my girl and getting the heck out of Dodge. The problem with this sucky ass plan was that it left Nailer unprotected. I hated it, but I figured he’d be running after me and Dani. Actually, I was hoping I’d leave him in bad enough shape he couldn’t do anything again. Yeah it was a sucky ass plan for sure.

  Tiny pushes Dani away finally, but I could tell from the look in his eyes it was only so I could join in. I don’t know where bad Nicole had gone lately? But if she was here I’d totally let her take over and stab this bastard between the eyes.

  “Come on over here puta. Let me see what you got.”

  I push the knife down the back of my pants hanging the handle on the rim of my jeans. I send up a silent prayer that I don’t cut myself or the knife doesn’t fall and cut my sixty dollar lingerie set I’m wearing. My luck it will and then fall to the floor where it leaves me, fucked and sadly that’s also in the literal sense.

  Ewww, don’t want him after having Dragon.

  Well hell there’s bad Nicole now but why did she sound so panicked and afraid?

  Oh yeah because fuck I am. I walk over a few steps shooting Dani a--I’m going to kill you later look. I almost feel guilty when I see the tears in her eyes. Dani is a beautiful person, but she doesn’t really think before she leaps. Me? I normally over think, but I’m not seeing that as a negative at the moment.

  “Take off your shirt. I want to see the merchandise.”

  God I don’t want too, but I need him to think I’m going to go along with this plan until I get close enough to do some damage.

  Please God, let me do some damage.

  I paste what I hope is a scared little girl face. Shit there is not a lot of actin
g required, I’m pretty damn scared. I lift my pink camouflage thermal shirt off and over my head throwing it on the floor. I loved that shirt and it was uber warm, but I vow that if I survive this, I’m never wearing that damn shirt again.

  “Oh yeah look at those luscious tits. I’m definitely going to bury my cock in those fuckers. I think you’re starting to grow on me puta.”

  I want to kill him.

  “I’ve never done anything like this…”

  Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

  “That’s okay puta lucky for you I have.”

  I get closer to him I feel Dani step back. I’m trying to shore up my courage and keep my hands from shaking. I’m only going to get one shot at this.

  “Should I…take my bra off?” I ask and thank the lucky stars above that I wore a bra that clasps in the back today.

  “Oh yeah, show ole’ Tiny what you got for him.”

  He asked right? Deep breath…one…two…My hand goes back as if to unhook my bra, but instead I move it down to grasp the knife. Three…. I tighten my hand up around the knife, praying that it was as big and sharp as it seemed and in my panic I think of three places to stab. Balls are way too low and would take too long and I could miss. Eye, I could hit it but he might have time to block it and he sure is sure to be a lot stronger than me. So I go for the gut. It’s closer, I can reach it easier and he has less time to fight off the attack.

  I scream as I stab him, I’m not sure it helps but it makes me feel better. The knife slices in and it takes some force but I manage to get it in deep. Blood spews forth and the sight of it going around my hand and out of the wound is horrible. I want to hold onto the knife, but my hand is so slick that I can’t. As the bastard falls back against the couch cussing and calling me names that would make a sailor blush, I yell at Dani to run. We take off with him cursing in the background. I don’t look back. I read somewhere that looking back is wrong, bad wrong. Besides that, in all of the scary movies the silly bitches that look back always get their throats slashed. We run towards the SUV that Nailer and I rode in. Fuck no fucking keys!

  “Tiny has mine!” Dani yells out panicking big time now, but I’m right there with her.

  “We have to hit the hills. We’ll circle around and come back out on the main road by Dragon’s compound!”

  “Nic! You know what the hills are like it’s impossible to follow a back road!”

  “Just do it Dani! Jesus we don’t have time to debate it.”

  We take off running towards the hills and I just pray we can get away and to safety before Tiny finds us. While we’re running towards the hills, I hear the front screen door open and I know that’s not good.

  Shit.

  Chapter 20

  Nicole

  Okay my plan to hit the hills in hindsight wasn’t a very good one. Dani and I had been on the run now for a good hour and I wasn’t sure how long it would take a person to walk fifteen miles but I was pretty sure we had done it. We’re currently sitting on a log right now trying to catch our breath.

  When we first started, I thought I heard Tiny chasing after us, but it has been silent since. I’m hoping the fucker had died from his stab wound, but I’m not holding my breath. It seems my luck is not that great.

  I’m freezing. Dani hadn’t been wearing a jacket and while she offered me her shirt, I figured I had more meat on my bones and could withstand the cold longer. I’m starting to think that was a fucked up idea. I’m so cold and tired at this point I’m numb.

  “Shit Nic, I’m sorry. It’s just Dragon went so crazy the other night with Skull and then I saw those photos. I was worried about you! You have to understand…”

  Dani had been crying and I totally understood what she was saying, but I couldn’t lie and say I wasn’t pissed too.

  “It’s okay Dani let’s just concentrate on getting out of this mess.” I say getting up to continue walking, leaving her to follow me.

  “You’re still pissed.” She says as we start trudging through the briars and trees.

  “You shouldn’t have tried to set me up. You didn’t even know that man! You put both of us in danger without even thinking!”

  “He hasn’t been like that before today, I swear Nic.”

  “Oh wow so he was like great for a whole freaking day or two and just turned psycho, nutty, crazy the last fucking hour?” I bite back—okay I might be a little madder than first estimated.

  “That’s not fair! You haven’t known Dragon that long either and it’s clear he’s a little unhinged. Did you not see those photos?”

  “I did, but what I know that you don’t Dani is that Dragon is good to me and he’s a good man. There are things going on at his club. I don’t understand it and we haven’t talked about it, but I know there was a woman raped and beaten and she’s in bad shape. I trust Dragon enough to believe that whatever he did, there was a reason!”

  “It still doesn’t make it right!” Dani argued.

  “I heard the boys talking Dani, the woman was a sweet, innocent woman that they all thought a lot of. She was beaten unconscious and raped! I don’t care what you think is right. If that had been you, I would have wanted Dragon to get revenge too!”

  “You’re freaking whacked. You’re so wrapped up in Dragon you can’t see that he’s not a good guy! You do not need to be mixed up in this shit Nic.”

  “What is your problem?” I yell and turn on her. Another mistake! I should be letting her ass lead so she’d hit the briars first. She at least has a long sleeved shirt on!

  “I’ll tell you what my problem is! You were supposed to sleep with him and have some fun! Not just agree to move into his club and become his personal bitch! You have no idea what you’re getting into with a man like him!”

  It hits me then what is really wrong with Dani. I should have guessed it earlier but it just didn’t click into place. I take a deep breath.

  “Dani, Dragon isn’t Michael.”

  “Michael didn’t seem like Michael in the beginning Nic. You even have to admit that. Hell you liked him!”

  “I did and you’re right. I know Michael fucked you up in a big way. I get that Dani, but you’re reacting in all the wrong ways here. You have got to quit letting the past control your future. Michael is gone.”

  “Some scars don’t heal,” she grumbles and pushes past me.

  I sigh. There wasn’t much more I could say. Dani had every right to feel like she did.

  “Dani, Dragon protects me. He’d never hurt me.”

  “Save it Nic. I saw the look in his eyes. I’m all too familiar with that look and with the excuses women make.”

  I let it go. It didn’t matter what I told her about Dragon, she wasn’t going to listen. Besides, I had bigger worries.

  “Hold up, I know we’ve passed that damn rock before.” I say turning around to stare at the huge rock that looks like one we would have used like a big slide growing up.

  “Fuck!” Dani growls and that about summed it up. “I told you going into the hills was a bad idea! Son of a bitch!”

  So I could clearly mark down that Dani didn’t deal well with panic. Good to know, wish I had known that earlier!

  “Calm down. We’ll just turn right and start going that way it’s heading towards the road. Surely we can get our bearings then.” I rationalize.

  “I thought you said the road was too dangerous!”

  “For God sakes, you’re not listening to me about anything else, why listen now?” I huff and push in front of her. I start walking to the right. She could follow or not at this point.

  Chapter 21

  Dancer

  “I told you I don’t want you here.”

  It was hateful of me, I knew it. I looked over at my brothers. Dragon and Crusher, the two men who had been my only family since the time I was fifteen. We grew up in hell together. We knew more about each other than any one person should ever know about the other. I’d die for each of the men sitting in front of me. I would eat a mother fucking bullet for t
hem and not blink an eye. Still, I didn’t want them here. I looked around the cold little 12x12 room. It’s barren and devoid of color. That’s how it’s meant to be though. Because from the day that door slammed behind me, there has been no color. Five hundred sixty four days and every day grew darker. Thirteen thousand five hundred thirty six hours…I glance at the clock high up on the wall…six hours, and twenty odd minutes, since my life became this hell.

  The silver of the table matches the cold silver clasped around my wrists. Fucking guards keep these on me lately. It’s just another way of poking the bear. Another way to mock and belittle and get to me, I don’t let that shit show, but I know its working. Deep down inside, I feel another layer of respect torn away. I’ve fought hard to get that shit. It took years to make a life I was fucking proud of and I did it. It took one act to destroy it and hell the fucked up truth of it all was I’d do it again. Maybe I was the moron the guards liked to call me.

  “You knew we’d be here just like always.” Crusher says looking his normal cocky self. I was like that once wasn’t I? I thought nothing could touch me too. I was wrong, so fucking wrong.

  “How ya’ doin’ brother?” Dragon asks.

  My eyes move over to him. He wasn’t a pretty mother fucker that was for sure. Big, dark, scarred and hard as nails, that was Dragon. He looked a little different today though. Dragon was a self contained time bomb, wrapped so fucking tight that the brothers and I would take bets on what would happen when he finally blew. The Dragon before me now looked relaxed and at ease.

  “Fucking laugh a minute here Drag. Since you fuckers made the trek here, maybe you can tell me why?”

  “Been hearing shit and I can’t help but wonder why you haven’t reached out to us Dancer.”

  “Not a fucking thing you can do Drag, some things are out of your hands.”

  “Not fucking likely Dancer and don’t pull this shit again.” Dragon responds.

  I know he thinks he can help, but he has no idea the fucked up shit that goes on behind these doors. I can’t allow myself to get my hopes up that anything my boy does will change things. Chances are if he does anything it will just make things worse—a fuck of a lot worse.

 

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