by Dawn Martens
“Got it, boss. What do you want me to tell the guy watching her?”
“Call him off for now, we have this shit to deal with, then when it’s settled put him back on her. No point in him watching her for however long this takes, at least we know where the fuck she is.” I pull at my beard. “First thing tomorrow we’ll have church, flesh out the details of what we have to do. No one leaves town until we deal with the Jacks.”
Dirty nods and walks off. I’m so fuckin’ pissed right now. “You okay, Hangman?” Penny asks, coming up next to me.
“Fuck no.” I grab her roughly, kissing her, as I pick her up and set her on the bartop. Pulling away from her lips, I sink to my knees and lift up her skirt—no panties, perfect—and dive right into her cunt.
Tori
As we sit around the bonfire, I cuddle into Trevor. We were gone for a little over an hour, and as soon as we reappeared every person here knew exactly what we were up to. Everyone looks so happy, and I finally manage to even smile at Melissa. Although she’s acting off since she discovered who her father is.
Trevor starts to say something, but Cori shouts across the fire. “Hey, T-bags!” she shouts. Who the heck is T-bags? I’ve never heard that name said around here. “You tell your new girl here how you got your nickname?” The girls around her start laughing, and the guys look to their boots, trying not to give in to the laughter.
I look up at Trevor, and he narrows his eyes, his face turning bright red. It’s then I realize she’s talking about Trevor. I lean over and shout back, “No, he hasn’t, but I’m curious to know.”
“Tori,” Trevor growls at me, giving me a squeeze.
Cori rubs her hands together and smirks. “Well, you see, it happened about seven years ago. The boys decided to throw me a huge eighteenth birthday party, just the members, Lilly, and Melly and I. Eden and Moira were on babysitting duty, and T-bags got super drunk and had to take a piss. So, anyways, I walk in by accident to the men’s bathroom to see him peeing with his balls resting on Breaks’, an old member of the club, forehead, who was passed out.”
“Wait … what? You didn’t tell me that’s how he got the name,” Vinny yells at Cori.
“That’s because, every time I tried to tell you, I couldn’t stop laughing,” Cori yells across the yard.
Everyone bursts out laughing, even me.
“Tori,” Trevor warns me.
“I’m sorry, but that’s hilarious.”
Trevor
Why did Cori have to tell that fucking story? I’m never gonna live it down now. “Why didn’t you tell me your nickname was T-bags?” Tori asks, still laughing.
“Because it’s not anymore. I just go by Trev or Trevor. And if you ever bring this moment up again, I’m gonna take you to my room in the back and spank your ass.”
Tori shudders on my lap.
“I just don’t get it, how did you not know your balls were touching some other guys face? And why didn’t he get the nickname instead? T-bags!” She can’t contain her laughter.
“That’s it.” I stand up and throw her over my shoulder and slap her ass. “We’re out. Night, guys.”
“Trevor.” Tori giggles as I toss her onto my bed.
“You wanna try something new tonight?”
Her head tilts to the side. “Um … okay?”
“Remember how I said I wanted take your ass? I’m going to do that, I want inside every part of you tonight, and we aren’t stopping until I’ve come in your mouth, your ass, and your beautiful cunt.”
She shivers, and her eyes light up as she undresses.
“So, are we really gonna try this?” she asks. “I’m a bit worried considering I poop outta there.”
I chuckle at her. “Yeah, but I have to get a condom.”
She looks up at me, confused. “Huh? Why? We haven’t used condoms after our first time.”
“No way in hell am I putting my dick in your ass without a condom. That’s just not sanitary, what if I get poop on my dick?” I say, teasing her.
“And the moment is gone. We’re so not doing this now,” she declares.
“Moment is not gone, we’ll just skip anal. Obviously, you don’t want to since you’re making up a million and one excuses.” I lean over her, kissing her softly. “But as the night goes on, maybe I can change your mind.”
Chapter 16
Tori
Six Months Later
It’s been a crazy six months, Cori got married to Blake, Melissa had a baby with some guy named Dray, and now, for the first time since I moved here, I’m alone. Shockingly I haven’t heard a word from Carson, and I now have hope he’s given me up, letting me go. I feel relieved.
Trevor was gonna help me tonight but got called to look at something to do with his business. Lilly and the kids went out to her mom’s for supper, so it’s just me. At least when I moved in with Lilly, I didn’t bring much with me. So, packing the rest of my things up is easy enough.
Since we started dating, I’ve been basically living with Trevor, so last night he told me to just move in, instead of coming to Lilly’s every morning for different clothes, and it makes sense. As I start to carry my suitcase down the stairs I hear the sound of multiple bikes pulling into the driveway. That’s odd, the only bikes that come to Lilly’s place are Jaspers, Vinny’s, Reaper’s, and Trevor’s. But they’re all busy.
Suddenly, I realize what I’m seeing out the window by the front door. He found me. I drop my suitcase and run to the door, locking it up, hoping like hell I’m wrong. I’m not. Without even knocking, the front door of the house gets kicked open, and in walks Carson.
“No,” I whisper, backing away from him. How did he find me?
“Vicky,” he growls. “Known you were here for the last six goddamn months, but you were never the fuck alone. You know I’m not a patient fucking man. You were just lucky we had a few issues we had to deal with before I could get the fuck out here to get you. So, move. Now. We’re going home.”
I shake my head, my whole body trembling. “I can’t go home with you.”
He stalks toward me. “Too fucking bad. You think I would ever let you go? You’re my wife. Mine!”
“How did you find me?”
“Took a while, then I thought about those fuckers in the pussy club, and figured you would run here, try to get them to help you out. Then I find out you have a fucking cousin, which you never told me about, never knew you had any other damn family! Found out she’s married to a pussy club member. Now, here I am.” He tugs me to him. “You come with me, or I swear to fuck I will kill Lilly. I should have put that shit together years ago when I rescued her. I thought she looked familiar, family resemblance and all that.”
“B-b-but, I,” I stutter.
“Make the choice. Now.”
“It’s not that simple Carson,” I tell him, and his face shuts down. “I’ve met someone, he won’t believe I’m leaving with you, he’ll come for me,” I rush on quickly.
His face turns thunderous. “You have two hours. You find a mother fucking way to end that shit, or his head, and your cousin’s, is gonna be hanging on my wall.” He turns around, and leaves.
I sink down to the floor once he’s gone, “What am I going to do?” I ask myself out loud, crying into my hands.
**
I show up at Trevor’s house, hoping I can find a way to defuse him wanting to come after me when I go home with Carson.
“Babe, where’ve you been? I thought you would have been home before me,” he asks, grinning. Seeing my face, his grin fades, his eyes alert. “Where’re your things? What’s wrong?”
“I’m leaving. I can’t keep running from this, I’m going home with Carson, try to work on my marriage,” I lie.
He scoffs. “You’re leaving?”
I nod. Not wanting to lie out loud.
He spins around, punching a fist through the wall. “Why? Why the fuck would you want to go back to that sack of shit?”
“I love him,” I lie, quiet
ly.
“You love him?” he repeats in disbelief. “My fuck of a brother isn’t capable of that shit!”
“Brother?” I whisper. “But. What?” His what? Did he just say? “Oh God.” I feel like I was punched in the chest, and all the air was knocked out of me.
His face falls, realizing what he just revealed. “Babe.”
He reaches out towards me, but I put my hand out in front of me, stopping him and really look at him. Why didn’t I see this before? Everything we did felt so familiar, but I didn’t even think he could be my Trevor because he’s dead, I was there the day they buried him. I mourned him. He lied to me all this time. Why didn’t he just tell me? Why did he make me think he’s been dead all these years? He’s been living the high life while I’ve been living in hell. “Don’t touch me. I can’t believe this shit. I fall in love with you all over again, I have sex with you, but you never thought to say, ‘oh hey, your husband, is my brother, and we were once best friends, each other’s first, and engaged to be married.’ Oh my god.”
“Tori, please,” he says pleadingly, moving toward me again.
I shake my head and turn around, rushing to the door.
“I loved you, and you let me believe you were dead?” I sob.
Maybe it’s good I’m leaving. Men—all they seem to do is cut me down, every chance they get. I feel him come behind me, and he places a hand on the door. “Don’t leave. Please, can we talk?”
“No, we can’t. I need to go; my husband is waiting for me.” His body stills at my words, and he moves back.
“Fine, leave, that fucker kills you, I won’t be there. I won’t avenge you. Have a happy fuckin’ life, you bitch,” he sneers. “Should have never touched you once I learned you were tainted by him. What? Was he the one you wanted the whole time we were together growing up?”
His words shoot through me, causing me physical pain on top of the emotional.
I don’t bother responding to him as I make my way to my car, looking out the front windshield. Leaving him is killing me, ten times worse than it felt when I left Carson. But I have to do this, I don’t want Lilly, or anyone else, hurt because of me.
I drive off, looking into my rear-view mirror, when I’m about to take a left, I see Trevor open his front door, and sink to his knees. Even with the windows up on my car, I hear his roar of pain.
Chapter 17
Trevor
I didn’t mean the shit I said to Tori. I was just pissed off and saying shit to hurt her, make her open her eyes. I went to go out the front door after her, but I was too late, she took off. Instead I sank to my knees on my front step and let out a loud yell as I watched the only woman I’ve ever loved drive off to what is bound to be her own death.
Dogs start barking and my neighbor’s lights turn on. Someone calls out, “Shut the fuck up.”
I get back up and go back inside my house. The house I bought with Tori in mind before I ever even thought I’d have another chance with her.
I start thinking about what Tori said, there is no way she loves that piece of shit. No way she’d willingly go back to him, not after all the time we’ve spent together, how much she enjoyed living a peaceful life without Carson in it. But we were inside my house when she left me. If she was leaving to protect me she would have said something, not like anyone could have heard her, except me. So she couldn’t have lied. She meant it, she actually wants to be with my brother.
Doesn’t she know that he’ll most likely end up hurting her, or worse, killing her for what she did? She knows how dangerous he is. I can’t worry about her, not if that’s what she’s actually choosing. But if I find out he does hurt her, despite what I said to her, I will personally kill him myself.
I don’t know how many hours I’ve been sitting on my floor, downing the bottle of Jack. Fuck, how did everything go to hell so quickly? I thought I was getting through to her, I was going to ask her to marry me, and then tell her the truth.
Someone knocking on my door interrupts my pity party and I get up go to it, hoping like hell it’s Tori. “What the fuck do you want?” I snap at Jasmine. I haven’t seen her since that time at the diner when I said we were over for good.
“I heard you were here, and wanted to come and console you.” She purrs, rubbing my chest.
“How the fuck do you know shit?” I ask her, confused, was I out of it longer than I thought?
She continues rubbing my chest and pushing closer into me. “It’s going around town that your bitch was seen taking off out of your house in tears, and that she headed out of town. So I’m here to help you baby, take your mind off her.”
“I don’t need your anything, get the fuck out!” I shout in her face.
“Baby, we both know you want me.” She cups my dick, and sure enough, it hardens.
“This is nothing, my dick would get hard over anyone rubbing it. Doesn’t mean I want you.” She pushes me back and I stumble before righting myself and she shuts my front door.
“You don’t have to want me, but you cock does.” She quickly sinks to her knees and pulls my dick from my jeans, her lips quickly wrapping around my head. Ahh, fuck.
I grab her hair roughly and pull her up. “This is just a fuck, nothing more.” I shove her into the front door and strip her bare. Grabbing a condom from my back pocket, the condom I kept on me at all times in case I could convince Tori for anal, I quickly roll it on, pick her up against the door, and my dick slides right in.
“Fuck yes. I missed this, Trevor.”
“Shut up,” I grit through clenched teeth and pound into her roughly, not giving a shit that my door sounds like it’s about to break. She tries to kiss me, and I shove her face to the side. Minutes later, she cries out as her pussy tightens around my dick. I pick up speed, finishing quickly and pull out as she falls to the floor.
“Ouch. That hurt, what the fuck, Trev?”
I shove my dick back in my pants after throwing the condom to the floor. “That meant nothing, you got what you wanted, you come near me again, I’ll make sure I ruin your fucking life. Got it?” I shout at her and pull her up. I move her away from the door, open it, and toss her out.
“Trevor, I’m naked!” she screams.
Grabbing her clothes off the floor I throw them at her. “Get fucking gone!” I slam the door and stumble to my couch. What the fuck did I just do, I acted just like my fucking brother in that moment. I never should have touched that bitch, should have just kicked her out.
I need Tori back, I don’t want to live without her again.
Tori
I pull into the little motel just on the outskirts of town where Carson told me to go. I see him and a few other members of the club leaning against their bikes and a truck, just watching me. I don’t want to get out, I don’t want to face what’s going to happen. But before I can try to start the car back up and drive away, my door opens, and Hangman unbuckles me, pulling me out of my seat.
“Slammer is returning your car to the nearest rental place, you’ll be riding with me in the cage.”
He pulls me to the passenger side of the truck and opens the door. “Get the fuck in, I’m not in the mood for your stubborn bullshit.”
We drive in silence for hours, and I’m getting tired, my legs and ass hurting from sitting for so long.
“We’re gonna stop off at a motel, get a few hours of shuteye.”
I don’t say a word instead I keep looking ahead, just keep staring out the window.
Carson sighs at my silence. “You have anything to say? Or you just gonna keep ignoring me the entire way home?”
“I have nothing to say to you.”
“Doesn’t have to be like this, Vicky.”
“Yes, it does. I hate you, Carson. I hate you,” I tell him with as much anger I can muster right now.
His hands tighten on his steering wheel.
“Even if I had stayed and talked to you first about getting a divorce, would you have let me go?” I ask, honestly wanting to know.
/> “Never.”
“That’s what I thought. How can you want to stay married to someone that hates you? I would rather kill myself than to ever let you touch me again.”
“Let’s go back to you ignoring me!” Carson snaps.
“Fine by me,” I mutter under my breath, “Fucking prick.”
**
Took two days to get back to our home in New Brunswick, after our chat the first leg of the drive, he just filled up the gas tank and kept driving until he started to fall asleep. We only stopped at a hotel once, and thankfully the room had two beds. No way I was letting him touch me. The entire drive back here, I kept thinking about Trevor, and how he was actually my Trevor, my lost love, the man I thought was dead for twelve years. I kept remembering all of the times we had together growing up, and compared them to the months I just spent with him. He was the same, the same boy I fell in love with. God, I miss him already. I should have stayed, tried to fight Carson more, something. Now Trevor thinks I really do love his brother.
I’m still upset and angry that he let me believe all this time he was dead. That the months we’ve spent together he never once came clean about who he was. Looking back at our time together, it’s obvious he was my Trevor. The little things he did, our first date, all of it.
I hope one day I can be with him without Carson being in our lives, but that’s just wishful thinking. Carson won’t ever let me go.
Snapping out of my thoughts about Trevor, I look around and realize we’re in the clubhouse compound, a place I’ve never been before because I wasn’t allowed. Carson drags me inside his clubhouse where he says everyone is waiting for me. I have a bad feeling about this. The outside looks well kept, a huge wooden fence makes it so you can’t see inside the lot unless the gates are opened. Bikes and cars fill the lot, the building is huge, so huge, it looks like a giant warehouse store.