“Why do you have to fucking test me, Blue?” Anger is sparking out in the air between us as he speaks. I answer his question with one of my own. “Why do you have to be so bossy, Knox? Life’s for having fun and living, isn’t it? We all end up getting fucked either way, either at our hands or some other fuckers, may as well have fun and fuck everyone off in the process.” I regret saying that as soon as I see his body go rigid, anger sparking off of him. “Oh, fuck,” I murmur more to myself than anyone else. His voice sounds out around us the tone sending shivers down my spine.
“Get the fuck on now,” he hisses again. Throwing my leg over his bike without hesitation, I pull myself back. He passes me a helmet with no words, just an angry wink and the look of hell in his eyes. Fuck, I’m in for it, I can feel that, once he gets me alone, I am going to get the Devil as I asked for. I saw the tiniest hint of Bitch you going to get it in them eyes. Stepping over the tank, he settles back down onto his bike. I lean in nice and tight, and as he starts it up, I love the way it feels under me. As he takes off I hold on tight pulling myself deeper into him, he smells of leather and juicy fruit chewing gum, the smell I have come to love. Shutting my eyes holding this to my memory, I can feel a delightful humming between my legs not too sure if it’s the bike under me, or the pulsating of my vagina.
This man is beyond hot. His hair, that had been tied up in a man bun before I got under his collar, is falling free, as the wind whips around us. I love his hair; it’s shaved on the sides with it long on top, and it pulls nicely into a bun. It’s the perfect shade of dark, honey blonde, sorta like Manuka Honey, all rich and dark. He speeds through the town and out of the lights and traffic. I like the night’s breeze, it’s sobering. He didn’t look at all too happy about my alcohol consumption tonight. Smiling, I wrap my arms tighter around his taut torso speaking into his back. “You’re not incapable of love or loving someone. I’m here, and I'll fight for you.”
Knox
When the rage subsides, I find my body relaxing into the grip of Miss five foot of fury, who is sitting on the back of my bike. This girl is going to be the death of me, she tests me in ways beyond any normal person's self-control. I get so fucking irate at the thought of any man laying his paws over her sweet body. I want her so bad it's killing me, but the pain I feel at the thought of betraying my angel cuts deep.
What Bray told me he knew about Dublin and bringing her home hurts. I vowed to him that I would protect her, that I would rain the lava of hell upon them, I’m going join them in their fight. Soon I’ll be a Reaper, and God help any fucker that comes near her then.
Stopping out front of the Turkish kebab truck, I order two along with two cokes. Turning looking down at her, I see her sitting on the small takeout plastic table and chairs, her eyes looking right through me. She sees me for more than what I am, she sees me. I think I like that. Smiling she opens that sweet mouth of hers, “Is this going to work? Can you see more than just her when you look at me?” I see the goodbye fleeting through her eyes as she speaks, a lump forms in my throat.
“You know what, babe? I don’t even know. I do plan on fucking trying though. But at the moment, I just don’t know if I can.” Grabbing our food, I hear her say, “Take me there, take me to her, take me to the angel you seek let’s see if we can free you.”
Taken aback by her words, I stop and cup my free hand around her chin bringing her head up. “You sure?” I’m slightly apprehensive with what her response will be.
“I don’t want to play games. I don’t want just a fuck. I want you, ghosts and all. When will you see that?” Shocked at her admission and desperate to show her so she understands, I pull that chin into me. Doing the one thing I hate to do but, with this mouth, it feels like home. Taking her mouth and assaulting it with my tongue, I pour out the pure admiration for her character and I want to give her this one thing she knows I need.
Riding out to the sleeping grounds of the dead, I was terrified at what I may just find there. Allowing her into the most intimate part of me, letting her feel the pain mixed with passion and haunted with regret, I fear it could be my undoing. I just can’t give her what she needs. I’m so fucking sure of it. But one thing I do know, in this minute, seeing the pleading in her eyes, masked with a hint of fear for what’s to come, I know, for that alone, I’ll fucking try. Tonight, I have to say goodbye.
Taking off my jacket, I wrap it over her shoulders as we sit down. Gesturing with my hands around her headstone and the dark cemetery lit dimly with street lamps, “So this is it, this is where she sleeps, this is where I put her, in the ground.” Sucking the night's air in through my teeth, I love the sharp pain it leaves as it hits the warm teeth in front.
“You see, Blue, I hurt people that I love, that love me. I have never brought anyone here, the only people that come here are the people that loved her like I did well still do. I have never wanted to tell anyone of her, of the secrets that I hold, the story of what happened till now, till you.”
I run my finger over her knitted eyebrow as she sits there just listening to me.
“I want to discover what lies underneath the mystery that is you, that is this.” Pointing my fingers from her back to myself. “To do that though I must say goodbye and, to be honest, I don’t know if I can... If I can let her go. She was my sweetest downfall. I loved her first, I love her still, but I’m finding myself loving you, too!” Looking into her eyes, in that moment, I see it, see Angel standing behind me, turning my body slightly towards her. A tear falls from my eye not even knowing how or where that came from. “Finally, you bring her here.” Standing there just staring at me all chills and heat. “Finally, you’re ready to throw caution to the wind well, well, well that didn’t take as long as I thought it would.” Kneeling down beside me she introduces herself to Blue. I steal a glance at her, her eyes are bugging out of her head. OH, FUCK NO this was a bad fucking idea. Looking for a quick escape I’m lost. I can’t find one let alone fucking think of what to say. She is surely going to think we’re all batshit fucken crazy.
I swallow the bile rising up, gripping her hand. “Blue, Blue.” My voice is uncertain, I want to look up into her eyes, but I’m afraid of what I may find. She reaches forward shaking me off, reaching out to Angel.
“What the actual fuck! Is it you? Are you here? How?” Stuttering her voice cracks as tears fall from her eyes. “You were there, in Dublin, you came to me in the chaos that was surrounding me, the drug-filled nights that had me shaking in the corner, you sat with me, you made me fight. You fed me hope. It was you; you were my light. You showed me that the tears running down my face wouldn’t be wasted on them, that I need not allow them to let me fade away, to fight, to shake off the swampy feeling of defeat. I have to get up, fight to win this battle against hate.”
Complete and utter fucking surprise is what I’m feeling as I look around weighing up the seriousness of this encounter and the fact that my angel knows the horror Blue has been through, and not once did she push me to go find her ass sooner. Oh, I’m fucking fuming right now. Clenching my jaw tight I look at her in the eyes, “Sarah-Jane.” My tone is clipped and cold. She smiles at me briefly before turning her face towards Blue.
“Yes, Blue, that was me. We angels we get to do God’s work. I saw your pain. I felt it, it matched mine and mirrored Knox’s. Something bigger than this told me I was to give you the fight, so that you could come and be with Knox. I told him over, and over, you were coming. Told him to love you. I was merely a vessel to show you both that you were made for each other. It’s going to be a long road, but you will find what you both seek, I promise.”
“WAIT! WHAT the fuck Angel!” I shout, aggravated and beyond furious.
“Knox, life works in mysterious ways. Things happen you can’t control. Look up at the night’s stars, find love in her soul, you need it. She can give you something I never could.” She’s so freaking calm, just sitting there looking at me while her wings span out around us draping out in the night's sky. Blue
hasn’t moved or even uttered a damn word since this crazy train left the fucking station.
“Ok so let’s get shit straight, right now, Angel. You saw her hurting... getting abused, yet you didn’t even tell me! I could have, would have, been there, Angel! Jeez.” Resentful, my tone is resentful. She looks at me then I see the Angel I knew before all this, the flick of anger washing over her blue eyes.
“You will not pin this on me!” she spits out at me. “You couldn’t see past this anger and hatred you hold for yourself to see anything, you were too busy shattering the souls of poor women to see what I was trying to tell you, so I helped her to fight not only for her but for you.”
Shit’s getting real, this Angel is going to town on Knox’s ass. I have to do something. Pulling myself up to him, meeting his eyes and taking his hands in mine they are stone cold and shaking I run small circles over his knuckles and whisper at him , “Look at me! I’m here because of her. We have a lot to talk about, right? But getting mad at her. Well that shits just whacked. She saved me and you too, you have to stop this torment.” Pulling him into me, I kiss him softly, opening all I am up to him, giving him all of me in that one fleeting moment. In that one kiss I could feel his body relaxing against mine, he took it in. Breathing all of him into me, I could feel the shift in his body. Looking in his eyes I could see they had clouded over with a lust, a dire want and an overpowering need with an angry possession that would make even my demon run and hide. Giving each other permission at that moment to do with each other as we pleased. As much as this is going to hurt we have to try.
Pulling back from him I looked into her eyes. “Thank you.” It’s all I have; no words will ever amount to what this one woman has done.
“No thanks needed, just fight with him, for him, not against him, and be patient with him,” she says to me. In that one moment I see in her eyes the love she has for his fractured soul, it’s the same love I have for him.
Taking Knox in her wings, wrapping them both in this halo of feathers, I hear her murmur “Knox, allow the light she illuminates to pull you free from the dark. She’s strong enough and worth it. She’s the one who will stand in your corner forever more.”
Her voice cracks and that is my undoing. Bringing her into my arms I breathe in her scent: apples and rain. “Angel,” I breathe out knowing what I have to do. “I’ll love that smell forever.” I whisper in her ear. “You’ll be my forever, and I’ll be yours. I'll sleep close to heaven, for as long as you stay in her eyes, I’ll be home.” Letting go I step back as she stands around me, I feel her touch my cheek. A chill and an eerie anger ripples over me as I mouth out to her and Blue, “In this five-foot of fury my angel sleeps, she gave the devil a fucking heartbeat.”
In a swirl of smoke and lace, she is gone a chill seeps into my core, looking at Blue I say, “Let’s go baby, time to take you home.”
Pulling into the back of the gym I see her tires have been slashed, looking at her she shakes her head. “Don’t ask I’m so not in the mood for that story.” Walking up the steps close behind her something doesn’t feel right. I feel an evil that could match mine.
Blue
“Oh, SHIT!” I murmur under my breath as I go to unlock my door. How do I explain to captain protector about the lovely artwork on the wall above my bed? Shit. This isn’t going to go down well; maybe he won’t stay. Yeah right. Who am I kidding? He just all but let go of his saving grace, his light in the dark, the woman who he first loved and hardcore too, by the sounds of it. Well, he laid it all down for me and staked a claim to me. She saved me from them for him, this shit I gotta make work. Right, Blue baby pull them big girl panties up and think fast, fucking fast, because girl, this crown of lies is getting heavy to wear. Maybe I should just tell him. Yeah right na. Ain’t going to happen, not tonight anyway. Tonight, I want to get lost in him.
I push the door open, “Welcome to my little piece of Kingdom Gym and Arena. The Stella residents of the ever so talented and uber sexy Miss Blue-James.” Laughing, I look over at him as he sits down on the sofa removing his boots. “By all means biker boy, make yourself at home,” picking up the cushion from the chair in front of me I throw it at him. Damn he’s fast and sees that shit coming, catching it with a huge grin on his face.
“Baby I intend to and not just on your sofa either.” With a wink and a show of his freaking stunning ‘blind the shit out of you’ white teeth, he throws it back at me. Sidestepping it, I yell out behind me. “I’m just going to change.”
I hear him walking around as I change into sweats and a tank, slipping on some ankle socks and whipping my hair down, I run my brush through it as fast as I can. I gotta hide the carving on my wall. I grab a long scarf out of my cupboard trying to hang that over the angry mess, just as he walks in. FUCK I yell inside myself. And the little devil in me laughs “ohh girl, shit’s going to get interesting.” Shut up will you, now’s so not the damn time. Then the good me, the proper me that my Gran always wanted, sits on my shoulder legs crossed filing her fucking nails. “See I told you,” face slapping myself I flick them from my shoulders.
“What the fuck is that shit?” I mutter under my breath think fast Blue think fast. Turning I hold out the scarf “Oh this well you see it’s a scarf you can wear it around your neck,” I wrap it around my neck in a demo. “Or as a top. How about a skirt, a short one at that? Or you can you use them as wall hangings, pretty isn’t it?” I say as he steps up to me, pushing me down onto the bed with one small flick of his hand. He moves over standing stock still looking at the wall; his body is so rigid and tense. His jaw is locked, his fists are balled so tight I can see the whites of his knuckles, he’s pissed. “Knox, it’s nothing, babe, look at me. I got this, it’s ok.”
Slamming his fist into the wall, he spins. “Start fucking talking Blue cos from where I’m standing baby, you ain’t got a hold on shit.”
Picking me up, he stalks out to the lounge room, before throwing me down on the couch and storming over to the floor-to-ceiling door that opens up to the world below. If they only knew the shit fight that was about to erupt in here. “I’ve already locked them. I done that all before I left. So, don’t worry.” I breathe out, for some reason nervous as all hell.
“What do you mean you have already?” shit the tone of his voice could shatter the glass windows as he spins around meeting my glare with one just as fierce.
I see is his searing anger flying off around me. I can see it in his uncommonly astonishing eyes, I don’t even give a fuck how I look right now I’m pissed.
“This shit happened before I headed out tonight to the club, I was in the shower. I felt like something was off when I got out then I see the wall, so I locked everything up and left. That’s when I saw my car, so I got a taxi to the club, look you need to calm the hell down. You’re making me nervous.” She says it like it’s fucking nothing at all, like it’s an everyday phenomenon that she has her damn car tyres slashed and some angry as fuck carving on her bedroom wall. Oh, like fuck it is.
“I’m making you nervous Blue, shit sorry babe, but some crazy lunatic has broken in and carved a threat into your wall above your bed while you were in here, to say the least, and it’s like HA whatever. Like are you fucking that fucked babe you don’t see the seriousness of this shit right here.” Waving my arms around as I step into her space grabbing her by her shoulders, “Babe, look at me, really?”
“It's nothing really; it’s just Viper pulling his ‘scare me’ tactics for messing up his pretty little face and stabbing his friends.”
I watch him fist his hair, I would love to be inside that mind of his right now, god he's a divine, all mad flustered and disheveled, he sets my heart racing. Walking over to him I grab his hands and I run my lips over the backs of them. “Look I got this, I told you that.” Bringing myself up on my tippy toes I mouth to him, “It’s ok I’m ok. I’ll be fine, he just wants to rough me up a little.”
Kissing him softly he opens his lips allowing my tongue to dance
with his. Melting into him, his hands came up around me. One snaking around my neck the other firmly around my waist, it’s so easy to get lost in him, in this pity. I may just lose it all.
She’s so sure of herself, like she doesn’t need protecting. Watching her try to reassure me was cute, I think she was trying to reassure herself more than anything. She’s so sexy though. She is standing there with bike hair, dressed in loose track pants and a tank, she makes it so hard. I can’t think straight on a good day, but tonight after all that has happened I see a whole new sexy in them eyes. Just like that she there breaking my thoughts with her touch, like silk, her smell vanilla and coconut sets my senses on fire and then she is kissing me a kiss you can get lost in.
In that minute, when our lips touch I knew I was home, that kiss felt right, so natural. I knew I had to look after her regardless of what she says, as I pull her back from me looking into her eyes seeking anything other than fear. I pull my phone from my pocket of my jeans punching in Bray’s number I wait while it rings. Her flirtatious classy ass will hit ten shades of pissed when she finds out what I’m about to do. Her ass is going to lockdown.
Bray - “Brother what’s up?”
“We have a small problem over here at Blue’s, I think you all may wanna come over.”
“Fuck, ok I’ll grab a few boys and Ghost, he’s my right-hand man. I’ll bring Lilly, if she shuts down Lilly knows how to get to her. If she’s nutting out, Ghost knows how to deal with that.”
“Sweet, she’s ok for now, well she keeps telling me she is, all sexy and bossy like.” I say winking at Blue cos she is shooting me razor blade daggers of green eyes, “Hurry ae she may try to kill me for ringing you.”
Brey is laughing on the other end, “Sure brother give us twenty”.
“Sweet.”
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