Chapter 28

Razz

The sight of Bellamy’s bright blue charger parked in the Chaotic’s parking lot is a relief. We definitely don’t need to answer anymore questions than we already have when it comes to Sadie antics.

I met Bellamy a few months after I brought the women home with me from Nevada. Jenna ended up with a virus and instead of going to the doctor as I suggested she said it’d work itself out, but a week later she was a pale, sweaty mess. Bellamy was our ER nurse and I later found out that she was a Marine.

Since then, we’ve seen each other on occasion when I’ve needed help from Rose or advice from Mauve. Yeah, she’s a Pretty Pink and a very independent one. I don’t know all of her story, but I know that she’s still chasing ghost or trying to fill a part of her life with continuous travel.

When she sees me get out of the passenger door of the Tahoe, she slides out of her Charger. We walk towards each other and I throw my arms around her. She squeezes me tight.

“Thanks for coming, Bells.” I whisper in her ear.

“Any time, Razzy.” We back away from each other and I put my arm through hers and lead her to the Clubhouse.

The main room is a disaster zone as we bypass and step over broken chairs and glass. We head for Toby who’s laid out on the couch. Bellamy kneels beside his head and a sly smile spreads across Toby’s face. “Hey pretty lady. You going to fix my boo-boo?”

Bellamy giggles. “Yeah, I’m going to fix your boo-boo.” She looks to me and her face falls. “Lawson.”

I look over my shoulder to Banshee who’s grinding his teeth. “Bellamy.” He says as he gives her a chin lift.

“Razz.” Bellamy snarls.

“What?” I ask confused.

“Can you find out what they gave him before I start?”

“Sure.” I turn on my heel but I’m stopped by a stern look from Banshee.

“Vicodin. Why’s she here?” He growls.

“Um…she’s a nurse and my friend.” I look between them. “What’s going on?”

“Nothing.” Bellamy whispers, sounding disappointed.

“Yeah, okay. What can I do to help you Bells?” I ask.

She turns her attention back to Toby who’s still grinning like a loon. “I’m good.” She pokes and prods around Toby’s wound. I watch as he flinches. “I’m going to inject some lidocaine around your wound.” She says to Toby. “Then, I’m going to stitch you up and then I’ll need you to roll over to sew up your back.”

“You can roll me anyway you want to, pretty lady.” Toby purrs.

“Alright, Romeo.” Banshee roars. “Sit still and let her do what she’s got to do.” Toby nods but never takes his eyes off of Bellamy. She’s a beautiful woman in her late twenty’s with shoulder-length brown hair, deep blue eyes and curvy figure. “So, Bellamy what’ve you been up too.” He asks.

“Working.” She snaps.

“Other than working. When did you leave the Marines?”

“You know exactly when I left the Marines.” She responds through clenched teeth.

“No. I wouldn’t ask if I knew. I don’t like frivolous conversations.”

“And I don’t like having conversations that are worthless. I’ll leave here today and see you again in a year or two just like I have for the past ten years. You’d think as much as we’ve seen each other over the years, you’d know more about me.”

“Sorry, but I’ve been busy…”

Bellamy interrupts him. “With numerous holes and meaningless encounters.”

“Bellamy.” Banshee barks with authority and I watch as Bellamy’s back goes straight.

“Lawson.” She snarls back.

“Banshee.”

“What?” She looks to him with draw brows.

“Banshee. It’s my road name.”

Bellamy bust out laughing and then realizes what she did and slaps her hand over her mouth. “Sorry, but it’s fitting with the amount of squawking you’re doing right now.”

“That’s not what it’s fucking for.” He gives her a conspiratorial look and a raised eyebrow. “You know better than most why they gave me that name.”

Her cheeks redden and she shakes her head. “That was a long time ago and if I remember correctly, they were fast and over with before I could scream your name.”

Poison shows up at Banshee’s side and elbows him. Poison looks Bellamy over as she has her back turned to them. Bellamy glances over her shoulder to Banshee and her eyes light up at the appearance of Poison.

“Poison.” She coos.

“What the fuck?” Banshee says under his breath.

“Bella…”

“How the fuck do you know my Bellamy?” Banshee cuts him off and faces Poison.

Poison chuckles. “Chill, bro. I’ve known Bellamy for what now Bells, four years.” Bellamy bobs her head as she stitches up Toby. “She’s a part of Mauve’s club.”

Banshee spins so fast he almost elbows me in the face. “You’re a part of the fucking Pretty Pinks.”

“Yep.”

“You’ve been in Georgia for four years and didn’t let me know.”

“Yep.”

Banshee throws up his hands. “Bellamy, why the fuck didn’t you let me know.”

She cuts her eyes at him. “Why would I do that?”

“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe because we fuck like rabbits every time we see each other. It’s our thing, Bells.” He says the last sentence as if an afterthought.

“Banshee, yes we normally do, but at some point in a person’s life they strive to want more and I’m at that point where fast and furious isn’t on my agenda. I’m done with random. I’m almost thirty and I want to settle down. I want a husband and eventually babies. I want to grow with someone. What I don’t want is to be someone’s occasional fuck, which is what we’ve always been to each other and when it’s said and done, you do something douchey and piss me off so I’ll leave and never ask you for anything.”

“How do you know I’m not there?”

Bellamy cuts the thread of the last stitch and stands. She motions to the club whores hovering in the corner with their hungry eyes on Poison and Banshee, and then to his kutte. “You get a piece of them while you were here.” Banshee’s mouth opens and then snaps shut. “Exactly. You’re still at the point in your life where here and now is more important than waiting for a spectacular woman to fill your bed.”

“That’s what they’re here for.” He bellows.

“That’s true and exactly my point. Instead of letting your dick suffer a little, you stick it in anything that gives it attention.” She holds up her hand to silence him. “I’ve been there and done that with you off and on for ten years. We’ve fucked and I’ve been your cum dumpster, but people change and priorities become clearer.” She steps closer to him and places her hand on his chest. “I’m not mad at you and you shouldn’t be mad at me because I’m not bending. You just need to accept that our rendezvous have come to a halt with no chance of happening again.”

“How do you know I don’t want that?” Banshee pleads with her.

She throws her thumb over her shoulder at the whores. “Because if you were, you wouldn’t be giving it to the whores. You’d be using your hand until you met the one.” She turns to me. “Let’s go check on the other one. What was his name?”

“Benny.” I croak.

She grabs my hand and tugs me to her side. As we walk down the hall to Benny’s room, there are no words spoken. She needs time to process as do I. I’d have never connected level-headed Bellamy to the broody free-willed Banshee.

She finishes checking out Benny giving him a clean bill of health and then leaves as fast as she arrived. I don’t blame her when I see Banshee waiting at the end of the hall for her, but she ignores him and pushes past him without a care in the world. He drops his head and hand as he attempted to stop her but failed.

I walk up to his side and lean my back against the wall. “Word of advice.” He nods. “If she’s what you want and you’re completely sure of it, make the changes and prove it to her.”

He stares at me for a few before he answers. “She’s always been it. We were in boot camp together and stationed at several of the same bases. She wasn’t a fall back. I swear. We were just living day by day, praying we’d make it home from each deployment. She got hurt and I got shipped off to a different base across the country. It’s always been bad timing.”

“Sounds like perfect timing to me now. Y’all aren’t in the military anymore and you’re both in Georgia though she’s here and there most of the time.”

“Here and there.” He repeats and looks at me for clarification.

“Yeah, she’ll be here one week working at Forsyth Hospital and then next week she could be in another state working for another hospital. She’s a traveling RN.”

“Of course she is. She doesn’t know how to sit still.” He chuckles.

I pat his shoulder as I leave him to his thoughts and search out Trigger.