Trix
A CHILLING scream fills the air, causing the hair on my arms to stand up, as Addy and I are doing our best to beat Stone at Call of Duty: Advanced Warfare. The sound shocks me enough that I drive my Humvee into a wall, causing it to explode. Addy lets out a cheer, but I couldn’t care less that I lost. Right now, I want to know what the fuck is going on.
As soon as my character is dead, I lay a hand on Grim’s head and look over to Stone. “Who in the hell is screaming like that?”
“Don’t ask,” he replies, his voice gruff.
I stare at him for a second, trying to figure out what is going on. Stone is Crank’s dad. That much I got just from club chatter. When Boz and a couple of the other brothers went downstairs, he said he’d stay behind with me and Addy. Now, we’re hearing screams. My best bet is Crank is being taught a lesson, and his dad didn’t want any part of teaching it to him. I know the asshole deserves everything he gets, but I hope they don’t kill him, for Stone’s sake.
“Forget I asked,” I say, reaching over and kissing his cheek. “Now, beat her ass. She always beats me, so it will be nice watching someone take her down a peg for a change. If you do, I’m gonna give you a big kiss right on the lips.”
“You got a deal.” He gives me a little wink before he goes back to the game.
The smile is back on his face again, but it’s not natural now. It almost appears to be glued on his face. There’s no doubt in my mind that he is fighting every instinct in his body to go help his son, but he can’t and won’t go against whatever the club has decided.
More than once as I was growing up, I saw a family member have to step aside while club justice was meted out to one of their loved ones. I even saw my dad turn his back while his brother was nearly beaten to death. It was what my uncle earned after sleeping with another brother’s old lady. He dishonored another brother, so he had no choice but to take his punishment. This shit happens, and it’s gonna continue to happen until men quit fucking up.
As a club ages, more and more members hold legacy status. Half of the brothers in a club share blood. Still, that blood means nothing if a rule is broken. The club always comes first, even over family. It sounds shitty, and most people would never understand. But what they don’t get is, the club is your family. It’s the best family anyone could ever ask for.
After a few minutes, Stone finally wins. He lays his controller down and stands up. He looks between Addy and me, shooting us both a glare. “I’m gonna go grab a beer. Don’t move a muscle or I’ll smack your asses when I get back.”
Addy waits until he’s out of ear shot and asks, “Did you fuck Boz?”
I shake my head at my best friend’s lack of boundaries. “That’s not something we’re gonna talk about right now.”
“I know you like him,” she says before taking a drink of her soda. “I knew you’d give in to the man sooner or later.”
I look around the club house, seeing if anyone is close enough to hear our conversation. “Like I said, now is not the time.”
“Oh, come on, Trixie Pooh. I’m your best friend. You have to give me a few details. At least tell me if he’s hung like a horse, or is it more in finger range,” she begs, holding up her pinky finger and shaking it in my face.
Knowing if I don’t tell her something, she’s not gonna shut up, I whisper out a few details. “He’s got the biggest dick I’ve ever seen in my entire life, and that includes the one guy we saw jacking off on the web cam.”
Grim lets out a little bark, so she gives him a pat before asking, “You mean that guy at the dorm that could swing his dick around like a windmill?”
I simply nod and continue. “I actually got off with his dick inside me, and you know that shit has never happened before. Unlike what I told you in all those late night bitch sessions, my coochie is not broken. It was Jacob’s cock that couldn’t do the job.”
Addy lays her head back against the couch and laughs so loud that she draws everyone’s attention to us. By this point, I’m having too much fun telling her all my personal business that I don’t care who hears. These people don’t know me, and they probably never will, so I toss my head back and laugh right along with her. Grim howls along with us.
When our laughter finally calms down, I get serious. “I’m telling you, babe. It was amazing. I don’t know how I’m gonna live without him.”
As the words leave my mouth, my chest starts to hurt. Just the thought of leaving Boz has my entire body aching. I’ve only really known him for a few days, liked him less than that. Still, there’s a connection there that I can’t deny. I’m drawn to him, unlike any man that I’ve ever met before. My major concern is if we don’t get out of here soon, my heart might get involved. If that happens, I’m in for a world of hurt.
“Why do you have to live without him?” Addy asks with a shrug of her shoulders. “I know he had us kidnapped, but surely you’re used to this kind of shit.”
I shake my head and let out another laugh. “No, I’m not. Believe it or not, this is the first time I’ve ever been kidnapped.”
“You know what I mean,” she says with another shrug. “You’re used to this biker shit, so get over it. If you want him, don’t let what he did get in the way. Think about what he does from here on out, and make your decision of whether you want something more or not.”
Sometimes, I forget how smart she is. Still, she doesn’t understand the world Boz and I live in. We don’t get to go home to a nice little subdivision, where our mom wears an apron and our dad has on a tie. Nope, we live in a world where the club means everything. When this is over, the Grim Bastards and Satan’s Revenge are going to be enemies. There’s no future for us; there can’t be without a hell of a lot of blood being shed.
She must see the sadness in my eyes, because she grabs my hand and gives it a squeeze. “Wanna play another game?”
I look to the TV and see Call of Duty: Advanced Warfare is frozen on the screen and shake my head. “I think I’m all gamed out.”
She gives my hand another squeeze. “We can watch a movie. They even have HBO. If we’re lucky, maybe there’s a re-run of Game of Thrones on. We might be able to see a glimpse of Jason Mamoa’s ass while he’s giving that blonde bitch the business.”
I nod at her. “Sounds like fun to me.