Chapter 14
We just arrive at the clubhouse and find there are tons of people drinking. One couple is in the corner and by the looks of it, he’s finger fucking her. I look down at Alison, praying she doesn’t flip out. She stares at the couple for a moment with a shocked face before turning her head away and blushing.
Well, that’s not what I expected her reaction to be. Hummm... It seems like she likes to watch. Interesting. I’ll have to keep that in mind.
I move towards the bar with Alison in tow and I grab a seat at the bar beside my father, who is chatting with David. I pull Alison onto my lap.
“Would you like something to drink Peaches?” I ask as I run my hand down her back and over her ass, giving it a light grab, causing her to squeal.
“I don’t know if I should be drinking tonight…There’s a lot of people here, and I don’t want to make an ass out of myself,” she mumbles out as she drops her head.
“Yo David, get Alison here something sweet to drink, and I’ll take a beer,” I shout out over the music. I look around the clubhouse to see who is here; pretty much everyone is here partying and having a good time.
I pray that Porsche doesn’t show up to stir up trouble. I don’t need the fucking drama tonight.
Alison leans her head onto my shoulder. Her hand reaches down, and she grabs me through my jeans.
Fuck. Running my hand through her hair, I give it a light tug. Her breathing becomes erratic as I bring my lips to touch her ear. “It’s not nice to fucking tease, Peaches,” I hiss out through my teeth as she applies more pressure to my groin area.
David stops in front of us and he places Alison’s fruity drink in front of her.
“What is it?” She asks, looking at the red liquid in the glass.
“It’s a sex on the beach.” David winks.
“It’s sweet, and you don’t really taste the alcohol so you should like it.”
She smirks shaking her head as she looks up at him.
“I know what a sex on the beach is.”
Her teasing tone embarrasses him; his cheeks reddening as he turns and walks away.
Well damn, my girl got David all baffled. I laugh at his reaction until hear the one voice of the person I prayed would not here tonight…. It’s the devil herself, Porsche.
Well there’s not much I can do. Only a vote can kick her ass out, or if she does something to the club. Then we can give her the boot, but besides that I can’t do a fucking thing about her being here.
I just hope she doesn’t fuck with Alison or me tonight, because I won’t put up with her shit.
Alison tenses when she hears Porsches laugh. I give her a tight squeeze of reassurance. She bites her lip as leans up, her lips barely touching mine as she strokes the tip of her nose against mine.
I bring her closer and inhale her scent. Her hair smells like peaches, and I want to devour her right here. Jesus Christ. I feel my semi-hard cock come alive in my jeans, pushing against my zipper, trying to break free from its confinements.
She gasps as she feels my erection underneath her thighs, then smirks and wiggles a bit on my lap; little vixen is asking for it.
I slap her ass and she squeals. “Hey, what was that for,” she shouts as she rubs her ass cheek.
“Don’t wiggle your sweet little ass on my lap when I’m hard as fuck to just tease me, sweetness, because I swear I will take you back to my room right now and fuck the living shit out of you.” Her eyes widen in lust, and she bites her bottom lip.
She flutters her eyelashes at me. “Is that a promise,” she asks seductively.
I groan. Fuck, she’s pretty much begging me to take her to my room and fuck her. My father seems to have just noticed that I’m sitting beside him. He slaps my shoulder. “Hey son,” he slurs. Fuck he’s tanked.
I laugh as I slap his shoulder as well. “What’s up, Pops?” I ask as he waves David over.
“Another shot of whiskey,” he says, then turns and notices Alison sitting on my lap.
“Shit, wait. Make those three shots of whiskey, one for my son, one for myself and one for the pretty lady,” he explains as he gives Alison a grin. She blushes, looking away and my father erupts in a fit of laughter.
“Don’t be shy, baby girl. You will learn fast that I love teasing.”
She smiles, nodding as her cheeks are still beet red from his prior comment. That’s one thing about my father. He loves to tease and flirt. How Gale puts up with his stubborn old ass, I will never know. But he wouldn’t touch or harm a woman.
He raised me to respect women. I know what you’re thinking. I’m a man whore, and will sleep with anything with two legs. Well, they knew what they were getting into before they jumped on my dick. I made it clear there was no intention of a relationship. Pure fucking, no strings attached.
But that’s all changed now because of the little vixen that is sitting on my lap. Smiling to myself, knowing that this sexy, feisty woman sitting on me is all mine.
Then my mind goes back to when we were at the club and that fucker Mark wouldn’t stop trying to talk to her. I grit my teeth at the memory. I have a feeling that won’t be the last time we see Mark.
I need to forget about that. There’s no way in hell he will get the chance to be alone with Alison.
We’re still sitting at the bar a few drinks later okay a lot of drinks later laughing at jokes that David divulges while we’re taking our shots. Alison is now sitting on the stool beside me, swaying a bit. Shit, her eyes are hooded under her drunken countenance. I think she has had one too many. Man, she’s a lightweight. She’s only had three shots and one fruit drink.
She’s ballsy when she drinks. She hasn’t been able to keep her hands to herself. She keeps rubbing my dick on top of my pants, sneaking kisses on my neck. She even nibbled on my earlobe. Sweet Jesus, she is torturing me. She will pay for that later.
I’ve lost count on how many beers and shots I’ve had. I need to take a piss so fucking bad, but I don’t want to leave Alison alone. My father wouldn’t be much help, seeing as Gale just showed up to take him to bed. He stumbles as he walks toward the hallway to their room.
I signal David over and he leans over a bit on the bar. “What’s up man, need another beer?” he asks as he takes the empty beer bottle that’s in front of me.
“No man, I’m good. Can you just keep an eye on Alison while I take a piss?” I ask as I stand from the stool.
“Sure man, no problem,” he says as he starts chatting with Alison, who is now so drunk I’m sure she can’t walk. Well I guess sex tonight is out of the question. I’m sure she will pass out as soon as her pretty little head hits the pillow.
I head toward the bathroom and I hear giggling and moaning. I stop short as I turn my head. What the fuck? It sounds like it’s coming from my room, but I swear I locked the fucking door earlier, before leaving for the club.
I turn the handle slowly and open the door wide, only to find Porsche and that fucker Mark from the club fucking on my bed. What the hell is that asshole doing in this clubhouse?
“What the fuck is going on here?” I shout out as I clench my fists. I’m not pissed that Porsche is fucking another guy. Oh hell no, she can fuck whoever the fuck she wants. But in my room and with that motherfucker that wants my Peaches, I don’t think so. The dude has a fucking death wish.
Porsche freezes as she hears the deadly sound of my voice, looking at me with her mouth parted, and her eyes widen in shock as she tries to scramble off Mark.
“Ace, it’s not what it looks like. I’ve been lonely, and you haven’t touched me since she’s been around,” she whispers out as she tries to justify why she’s fucking him. Well, I don’t give a fuck if she’s fucking him, but in my room and on my bed, that’s a different story.
The fucker is still lying on my bed with a smug look on his face.
“What the hell are you doing in my room with that son of a bitch? And on my fucking bed on top of that. What the fuck is wrong with you?” I spew out, my body shaking as I try to calm myself.
I feel a pair of hands touch my arm, and turn my head growling out, “What?” I see it's Alison, and she has a silly smile plastered on her face. My anger dies down.
She looks around me and her eyes widen as she takes in the view of Mark naked, laying on the bed and Porsche naked, as the day she was born, standing a few feet away.
I cut my eyes to the bed. I notice Mark’s face fall when he notices the person standing behind me is Alison. I chuckle to myself. Take that, mother fucker.
“I’m giving you fifty seconds to get your fucking asses out of my room.”
They hurry to get their clothes that are scattered all over the floor. Porsche runs out of my room with tears running down her face, but I could care less. Just as Mark goes to move by me, I grab him by the neck of his shirt, slamming him into the wall.
“And you mother fucker, don’t ever and I mean EVER come back here again,” I seethe out, slamming him into the wall once more before releasing him.
“DO. YOU. UNDERSTAND?” I shout in his face.
He nods as he grits through his teeth.
“I understand,” He sneaks a quick glance at Alison before he leaves.
I’m shaking with anger. Alison wraps her arms around my waist from behind. I release a breath. I feel better with Alison’s arms around me.
I look towards my bed scoffing. Well I won’t be staying in here tonight. Good thing we have spare rooms because there is no way in hell I’m sleeping on that bed now, even if I did change the sheets.
I’m going to burn that fucking thing out back tomorrow and order a new bed.
I spin around in Alison’s arms, placing a kiss on her forehead. “Come on, we’re going to go to bed,” I say as I grab her hand to usher her out of the room.
“Where are we going to sleep?” she asks as she looks at my bed with disgust.
“Don’t worry, were not staying in here,” I say as we head out of my bedroom.
As I wake up the next morning with Alison’s leg over my stomach, her lower half of her leg brushes against my rather huge hard on.
I groan as she tucks herself into my side. Torture. It’s pure fucking torture. She wiggles a little before she wakes up, looking into my eyes as she smiles.
“Good morning,” she whispers as she tries to hide her body under the covers.
“How’s your head this morning, Peaches?” I ask as I move her hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear.
She gives me the brightest smiles. “Actually, my head doesn’t feel too bad. I’m surprised because of the amount I drank last night.” She giggles.
It looks like she can handle the liquor in her system better than I thought. I lean down to give her a kiss but she backs away. I narrow my eyes in question and she shakes her head.
“Morning breath,” she says softly. I chuckle at how cute she is.
“Peaches, I don’t give a fuck. I want your lips. I could care less about morning breath,” I whisper huskily in her ear.
I place my hand gently under her chin, leaning down until my lips barely touch hers. She reaches down between us and places her hand into my boxers. She slowly starts stroking me from the base of my cock to tip. I groan loudly as she continues her assault.
I flip her onto her back and take advantage of her neck that’s exposed, kissing my way down her neck. She moans lightly as I reach her chest. There’s nothing but the bed sheet covering her naked body. I slowly pull the sheet free from her and groan as I see her nipples hard, begging for my attention.
Leaning over her, I lightly run my tongue over her harden nipples. She pushes her body up against mine. She wants more of my delicious tongue, which has her body singing with every swipe.
After I’ve had enough with one, I turn my attention to the other. She’s wilting under me, grabbing my hair as I continue to suck her nipple into my mouth.
“I need to feel you, Ace. Now…please stop teasing,” She breathes out, moaning heavily.
“Don’t worry Peaches. I will make you feel so good,” I say against her breast as I suck her nipple into my mouth once more, applying more suction and releasing it with a loud pop.
“Fuck yes,” she purrs as she pulls on my hair. Fuck if it’s one thing I love, its hair pulling, and with Peaches doing it, man I’m going to blow my load right here.
I slide in between her legs. She’s staring at me through hooded eyes; grinding herself on me, letting me know what she wants. Well, who am I to deny her? Lining myself up at her entrance, I push in slowly. Fuck she’s tight, and she feels like heaven.
Her breathing has deepened as she holds onto my forearms.
“More,” she exclaims as she lifts her ass wanting more of my cock.
“Well…look who’s being greedy,” I chuckle out as I halt my movement. The look in her eyes tells me she will flip us over and fuck the ever living shit out of me, if I don’t fucking move soon. Hell, it’s fucking hot, watching her under me, panting and wanting more.
I think I’ve tortured her enough. I slam myself home and she screams out in pleasure and pain. I stop for a second letting her adjust to my size.
“You good?” I ask as I clench teeth. The feeling is amazing. She’s so warm and tight.
She nods her head as she lifts her ass once more, “Please move, Ace. Fuck me,” she responds with a seductive grin on her face.
Just hearing her telling me to fuck her is the last straw. I snap. I fuck her just like she asked me too, and I don’t stop until both of us are shouting out our release.
As I lay beside Alison, we both try to catch our breath. Shit that was fucking intense. She kisses my chest as she runs her fingers over my stomach.
“What are your plans for the day?” I ask as I lightly rub her arm with my fingertips. She groans as she moves to stretch.
“I have no plans besides going out for lunch with Tammy later,” she mumbles as she sits up.
“Be right back. I need to use the washroom.” She blushes as she gets up and runs to the bathroom.
As she takes care of her business in the bathroom, I stretch my arms over my head, my back cracking as I groan.
Alison comes out of the bathroom a moment later.
“I have to get going in a bit. Can you give me a ride home?” she asks as she grabs her underwear and bra that’s on the floor at the end of the bed.
She puts her bra and undies on and she looks around for her clothes. “Ummm…have you seen where my clothes are?” she asks looking around. I chuckle at her. God, she’s cute when she’s blushing.
I sit up in bed, swinging my feet over and my feet hit the floor. I look down as I feel something under my foot. I see its Alison’s clothes from last night. I chuckle to myself and grab them off of the floor.
“Peaches,” I chuckle out. She turns around to face me and I toss her clothes at her laughing at the bewildered look on her face.
“Ass,” she mutters as she gets dressed.
I get dressed quickly and as Alison walks into the bathroom, I follow behind her, and wrap my arms around her waist, resting my head on her shoulder. I place a quick kiss on her neck, which I know she loves.
She fusses with her hair. “Oh my God, I have sex hair,” she mumbles out.
Just seeing her facial expression in the mirror, throws me into a fit of laughter as she slaps my arm and pushes me out of the bathroom.
Shaking my head and laughing, I grab my boots and make my way to the chair beside the bed, placing them on my feet.
Alison comes out a few minutes later. She’d somewhat tamed her sex hair the best she could. She blushes as she sees me staring at her from the corner of her eye. She grabs her shoes and slips them on and she turns to me.
“Ready,” she says as she walks toward the door, waiting before turning the handle. All I can do is stare at her. She’s so beautiful, and it’s like she doesn’t even know it. I’m one lucky son of a bitch.
“Well, are you coming, or are you just going to stare at me all day?” She opens the door and walks out into the hall leaving me there lost in thought. Little minx.
I jump up from the chair and run after her.
As we get to her apartment, I notice Vipers bike parked on the street. I guess him and Tammy had a good night. Alison giggles as she points to it.
She shakes her head and she heads into the hallway of the building. We walk up to her door and she twists the handle, but it doesn’t budge. I guess Viper hasn’t let Tammy out of the bedroom yet.
Alison grabs her keys out of her purse and opens the door. As soon as we walk through we hear Tammy giggle then moan, and Alison looks at me wide eyed.
“Oh my God, they aren’t in Tammy’s room. That sounded like it came from the living room,” she hisses out shocked. We walk slowly toward the living.
I grab Alison’s arm, stopping her from going forward. I don’t want her seeing Viper buck fucking naked, which I’m sure he is if he’s in the living room, I know for a fact that he has her bent over the couch fucking her from behind. It wouldn’t be the first time I’ve seen him fucking. I’ve seen him plenty of times at the club house. That was before he started chasing Tammy.
I walk towards the opening of the living from the hallway. The first thing I see is Vipers fucking ass as he thrusts into Tammy.
I clear my throat loudly. Viper only misses a beat for a second. He turns his head my way and smirks, “What are you doing here,” he grunts as continues to fuck her.
Tammy on the other hand, isn’t having it. She slaps Viper’s hands that are on her hips holding her in place.
“Viper, seriously. What the fuck?”
I turn around to give Tammy some privacy to get dressed and I walk back into the hall. Alison is just standing there wide eyed.
“Well, you assumed right. They were fucking on the couch.” She gasps.
“Oh my god, they were seriously fucking on the couch? I sit on that couch!” She walks around me to move toward the living room.
I follow behind her. Viper better have his fucking pants on, because I wouldn’t want to beat his ass. As soon as we enter the living room, I see both of them fully dressed. Releasing the breath I didn’t even know I was holding, I notice Viper standing there with a smirk on his face. Asshole.
Tammy excuses herself for a minute. She leaves and Viper follows her. Alison is staring at the couch with a disgusted look on her face. I chuckle because I’m pretty sure we would be doing the same thing, but I’m guessing she doesn’t like the idea of walking in on her sister fucking some guy on the couch.
I remember she’s so innocent. It’s cute to see her riled up.
Alison walks toward the kitchen where Tammy and Viper are talking in hush tones. I raise a brow as I look at Viper, but he just shakes his head and leaves.
Huh, I wonder what that was about. Tammy looks like she’s about to cry. Alison must sense something, because she turns to me and from the look in her eyes, I know she wants to be alone with her sister.
I lean down and kiss her forehead.
“I will see you later Peaches,” I mumble against her forehead. She walks me to the front door and she grabs my arm, stopping me from leaving. She brings me to her and places a soft kiss on my lips.
She backs away. “See you later, Ace,” she whispers in the sweetest voice.
Jesus, off to a cold shower I go.
As I pull up to the clubhouse, I see a few of the guys standing around the garage. I walk over to see what everyone is up too. Viper is sitting down on a bench with Destiny on his lap. What the fuck? That stupid motherfucker. This isn’t going to end well.
I grab a beer from the cooler and make my way around, talking to a couple of the guys, and then I get in front of Viper. I shake my head as I stare down at him. “How was Tammy this morning?” I ask him as I take a sip of my beer.
Viper grunts out something that I can’t make out. “What was that?” I ask, wanting to know what the fuck is going on.
“It’s fucking over. I don’t even know why the hell I tried. She kicks me out one minute. We’re always fighting, and then we’re fucking like fucking rabbits.”
He releases a sigh. “I’m done, man. I can’t do that shit anymore with her. It’s like going around in circles. It’s going nowhere.”
Shit, things weren’t as good as I thought they were. What the hell is going on with them? They seem happy and then boom, the shit hits the fan.
The look on his face at this moment though shows me it’s not fully over.
Destiny leans down and begins kissing his neck. He doesn’t even seem to be paying any attention to what she’s doing. I shake my head walk out of the garage.
I march in the direction of the front door. I need to talk to my father about the Pandora’s Prez. Fucker wasn’t there when I went, and things have been so nuts since I got back, I haven’t even had the fucking time to talk to him.
I step inside the clubhouse. David is behind the bar as usual. There are three new prospects that my father deemed fit to join our family. They’re playing pool with Blaze and Judge in the corner. My father is standing at the bar talking with David, probably about re-stocking the shelves.
I nod at David as he looks up from my father and take a seat at the bar. I set my beer on the counter and begin to peel the label off, which has always been a habit of mine.
My father looks at me with a grin. “I was sure I wouldn’t see your face around here today. I thought you would still be tangled in the sheets with Alison.” He raises his brow at me, knowing if I had a chance that is right where I would be. Bastard knows me too well.
I chuckle. “Yeah well, she had stuff to do so you’re stuck with my sorry ass,” I reply.
“But that isn’t all. I need to talk to you about when I went on that run to the Pandora’s,” I say as I grab the label clean off of my bottle. I finish my beer, holding it up, letting David know I need another.
“When I went to the Pandora’s clubhouse to get the money they owed us, that fucker wasn’t there,” I hiss out, pissed the fuckers have no respect. They knew we were going there to retrieve the money. Fucking pussy, he didn’t want to face us. He made sure he wasn’t there when we got there.
My father grunts. “I should have known the fucker wouldn’t have been there. I’m sorry, son. He’s always running away from his debts.” We talk a bit more on the subject of the Pandora’s while we drink.
After finishing my last beer, I head to my room. As soon as I walk through my door, I remember I need to get rid of that fucking bed. Motherfucker. I head back out to the main hall and yell at the three prospects to follow me, so they can get that fucking bed out of my room and out back, where I can burn the fucking thing.
Once the bed is taken out of the room, I order a new, which I’m hoping will be delivered, later this afternoon.
After Ace leaves, I turn to my sister. I wonder what the hell just happened between her and Viper for her to have tears in her eyes, threating to fall.
Tammy sits down on the couch, eyeing it and then the chair beside it. It’s pretty easy to make my choice. There’s no way in hell I’m going to be sitting on that couch until it’s cleaned. I can imagine all the nasty things there were doing on there.
My stomach starts to turn uneasy and I run out of the room, heading down the hall to the bathroom. I close the bathroom door and lean over the toilet, just as I start puking my guts out. Once I’m finished dry heaving, I flush the toilet. I walk over to the sink, washing my hands and then my face. What the hell was that? I just got sick out of the blue. That’s weird.
I head back out to the living room, but Tammy isn’t there. I peek down the hall and see her bedroom door shut. It opens and she steps into the hall with something in her hands.
She hands it to me and I look down in my hands. I see it’s a pregnancy test and my eyes widen as I look up at Tammy.
“What the hell is this?” I hiss out, trying to hand it back to her, but she doesn’t take it from my hands.
She frowns. “Well I hope you know what it is. You need to take one. I saw you run to the bathroom to puke your brains out, and I noticed that your boxes of tampons in the bathroom aren’t even opened yet. Alison you’re late.”
Holy shit. I run to my bedroom checking my calendar, looking at the dates. Crap, I’m a week late. Dread feels me completely as I sit on the bed, staring at the test in hand.
“Take the test, Alison. It’s the only way to know for sure,” she whispers as she puts her arms around me. I nod my head because there is no way I can talk right now. I’m in shock of the idea of just being pregnant. So many things run through my mind. Ace…oh no!
I head to the bathroom and place the box down on the counter, which contains the power to change everything in my life. As I finish peeing on the damn stick, I think, wait why in the hell would Tammy have a test in her room?
I shrug my shoulders and reach for the box, looking at the back to see how long I have to wait for the results. Wait three minutes for result. Dear God, this is going to be the longest three minutes of my life.
I hear Tammy pacing outside the door. She lightly knocks on the door.
“Alison, can I come in?” Her voice is muffled from behind the door. I try to speak, but it comes out low. I clear my throat.
“Come in.”
She opens the door and she comes in, sitting on the edge of the tub. We don’t say anything till my timer on my phone goes off indicating times up.
I freeze, not able to move. Tammy sees my hesitation. She moves forward and grabs the test looking down, frowning.
“Ummm…Alison, nothing changed. The test must be faulty,” she says as I look up confused. What is she saying? Am I pregnant or not?
“Shit, Alison that was my last test I had. Viper and I had a close call a while back when we started fooling around, so I got a box with two tests.” She throws the test into the garbage.
“We’ll have to get you another test when we go for lunch,” she says before she exits the bathroom.
My head is spinning. I need to go to the pharmacy to get another test. I’m worried that someone who knows me or Ace sees me. Shit! I take a shower trying to calm my nerves. I get ready to go for lunch with Tammy.
As Tammy pulls the car up to the pharmacy, she shuts off the engine. I look up at the building. I see the big sign reading ‘Baytown Pharmacy’. I sigh as I open the door.
Tammy gets out of the car to follow me, but I raise my hand, stopping her. I shake my head. I need to do this myself. She can’t hold my hand forever.
As I stand in the aisle where the condoms and pregnancy tests are, I grab a test and look at the package. It's surreal standing here, looking at the different brands of tests, wondering which one is better.
Someone clears their throat. Startled I drop the test. Spinning around, I come face to face with the pharmacist, who is a woman thank God. I don’t think I would be able to talk to a man about this. I’m not trying to sound sexist or anything, but I’m more comfortable talking about this with a woman.
I pick up the test up off the floor. “Can I help you, Miss?” she asks in a sympathetic voice. She must know I don’t know what to do at this point or which test to buy, especially with me being so young. I’m not sure what I’m going to say to Ace. Will he get mad and leave? Just the thought, of me doing all this on my own, it scares me.
“Ummm…yes please,” I squeak out. “I’m not sure which test I should buy,” I add as I wave to the selection of tests sitting on the shelves.
She walks around me with a knowing smile and she grabs a test, handing it to me.
“Here, this one is highly efficient,” she says as she hands me the box. I look down at it. One test included. I thank her for her help and grab two tests, just to make sure that if one ends up faulty like the one at the house; at least I have a backup. Just as I start walking toward the counter in front to pay the woman speaks up.
“I know you’re young and scared, but it’s not the end of the world. If you ever need to talk, I’m here.”
Just hearing her say that gives me hope that maybe it’s not the end of my life. But then Ace flashes before my eyes and the dread feeling hits my stomach full on. I smile at her, thanking her again. I return walking towards the front of the store, keeping my head down as I make my way to pay. The girl at the cash gasps.
I look up to see it’s the girl that was with Porsche at the club the other night. Shit. I think Tammy mentioned her name was Destiny before. I throw the money on the counter, not bothering with the change. I grab the tests making a break for the door.
Tammy is still standing where she was when I left to head into the store. She notices I’m flustered as I’m breathing heavy from running out of the store. She raises a questioning brow.
“There was a girl at the cash. She was working with Porsche at the club the other night, and I just wanted to get out of there as fast as I could. Guarantee Porsche will know now,” I shoot out as I throw the tests in my purse.
We walk to the little café around the corner from the pharmacy and we take a seat outside. It’s too nice out to be cooped inside. The huge umbrella over the table will help with the sun.
A waiter comes out holding menus, handing us each one, he pulls out his pad and pen, looking at both of us. “Would you like something to drink to start off?” We both order an ice tea.
When he comes back with our drinks, I down the ice tea like there is no tomorrow. I need to have a full bladder so I can piss on that damn stick that will determine my faith.
After ordering our food, I order another ice tea. My bladder starts to tingle. I excuse myself from the table and take my purse, heading inside the café, straight for the washrooms.
I make it to the stall just in time. I pee on both sticks and place them on the back of the toilet. I step out and wash my hands, pacing back and forth as I wait for the results.
I’m afraid to look. I close my eyes as I take a deep breath. I open them as I lean over towards the tests. My eyes widen as I look down at it and my breath hitches. Positive. Shit! My eyes begin to water. I’m going to be a mom. Dear God, please don’t let Ace leave me.
I open the door and exit the washroom. Someone clears their throat as I walk out with my head down. I look up at the person and jump back a few steps. Shit, it’s Mark.
“Well, it’s nice seeing you again Alison.” The way my name sounds coming off his lips gives me the chills. What is he doing here at a café shop? Is he following me now?
I stand straighter. “Well I wish I could say the same about you, but that would be a lie,” I sneer as I try to go around. He grabs my arm as I bypass him, pulling my back flush to his front.
“You need to get rid of Ace. He’s no good for you. He will leave you as soon as he finds out you’re pregnant,” he hisses in my ear as his grip tightens on my arms.
I freeze. How in the hell does he know I’m pregnant when I just found out for sure myself?
“How do you know I’m pregnant?” I whisper.
“Mark, let me go.” As my voice becomes erratic, I’m being held in place, not able to move an inch without Marks grip tightening around my arms.
“Don’t worry, baby. I won’t hurt you. I love you,” he whispers into my ear as he kisses my neck. I try to wiggle free from his hold but it’s no use.
“What the fuck is going on?” Tammy shouts as she walks up to us. I look up wide-eyed, begging for her to help me out of this. She narrows her eyes on Mark and his hands holding me in place.
“Get your fucking hands off my sister and leave her the fuck alone, asshole.” She grabs Marks hands, pushing him off of me, then she takes my hand and we start walking away from him.
As we get back to our table, my appetite has vanished. I can’t eat. My stomach isn’t allowing me to indulge. How in the hell does Mark know I’m pregnant?
I send a quick text to Ace to see what he’s up to, but I don’t get any reply back until a few minutes later.
Ace- : Come over. There’s something I need to show you.
I need to talk to him. He needs to know I’m pregnant, even if he wants nothing to do with me afterwards.
Alison- : I will be there in ten minutes. We need to talk.
We pull up to the clubhouse. It's mid-afternoon now. The sun is slowly descending in the sky above. I’m a nervous wreck. Tammy tagged along. She didn’t want me to be here alone in case something happens. She said she will wait outside, because she doesn’t want to see Viper.
She and Viper aren’t together anymore. He walked away from her, not wanting to work on whatever happened between them. That fills me with worry, telling Ace about the baby. Will I have the same fate as my sister? I’m praying everything works out, because I don’t know if I can do this all on my own.
I know Tammy will be there for me, no matter what, but the baby needs their father. I shake the bad thoughts away and march up the steps to the clubhouse. I swing the front door open. There’s women of course everywhere giving lap dances, and god knows what else to the men in the main hall. I look around to see if I can see Ace, but there’s no sign of him.
Where the hell is he? I walk toward the hall where the bedrooms are and my gut tells me something is wrong.
I check in the room we were in the night before but it’s empty. I frown as I walk down the hall toward his bedroom. As I stand in front of his door, I don’t hear anything on the other side.
I take a deep breath and grab the handle, twisting it. It’s not locked. Weird considering he always locks his door. I push the door open and nothing could prepare me for what I’m about to see.
Ace is lying in bed with Porsche wrapped around him, sleeping. What the fuck? My eyes start to burn and my hand goes right to my stomach. I feel sick knowing everything he has told me was a lie. What pisses me off most is that Mark was right about him. He would get bored of me, and it seems like he already has.
Tears are running down my face as I stand there like an idiot, watching them sleep. I feel so betrayed. How can he stab me in the back like this?
A whole bunch of shit runs through my mind the baby, the lies… I need to get out of here. My breath gets caught in my throat and I feel like I’m going to be sick.
I run from the room. Viper and Blaze are walking down the hallway towards me. Blaze frowns as soon as he sees my red glossy eyes staring at him. I try to run past, but he lightly grabs my arm, stopping me from moving farther.
“Alison, what’s wrong?” Blaze asks as Viper looks down the hallway toward Ace’s room and see’s Porsche looking out from the door into the hallway with a smile.
He curses under his breath and makes his way toward the room, yelling at Porsche to get dressed and get the fuck out. Blaze looks up in that direction and then back to me, his face full of fury.
“That motherfucker didn’t do what I think he did, did he?” he asks as he brings me to his chest, trying to comfort me as the sobs rack my body.
My heart is torn from what he has done. I never want to see his face again, even though I love him. I need to move past this and forget all about Ace.
“Blaze, please let me go. I can’t be here any longer,” I whisper out as my voice cracks, sucking in a deep breath and trying to calm myself a bit.
He lets me go. “I will drive you home. You shouldn’t be alone right now,” he says as he touches my arm lightly.
“Don’t worry about me. Tammy’s outside,” I mention as I walk away from him.
He runs up beside me. “I don’t care if Tammy’s here with you or not. I’m not leaving you alone.” His tone softens as he takes my arm, walking me out.
I break down just before we make it outside. “I’m pregnant,” I say as I feel the bile in my throat. I run outside, Blaze hot on my heels as I empty my lunch in the bushes.
Blaze starts rubbing my back as Tammy starts yelling, “What the fuck happened in there?” She comes around to look at me, but I shake my head. Blaze helps me up from the ground and Tammy passes me a tissue to wipe my mouth off.
My eyes are so blurry with tears that I can’t see. Fresh tears are soaking my face as I try to thank Blaze for helping me, but nothing comes out but gut wrenching sobs as I drop back down to my knees. Tammy picks me up off of the ground and walks me to the car.
“I will follow you guys,” Blaze says as he walks over to his bike, waiting for us to get in the car. Tammy helps me into the car. I look up at the clubhouse. I will never come back here again.
Tammy starts the car, and she pulls out, leaving the clubhouse behind us in the rear-view mirror. All I remember is tires screeching, glass being smashed flying around inside the car as we roll.
I’m dazed as I look around. We’re upside down. Tammy’s forehead is bleeding pretty badly. I try to talk but my chest feels heavy. I look down and I see a piece of glass sticking out of my chest.
The last thing I hear is someone yelling, “Alison…Tammy…” I look up and see Blaze standing there with panic written all over his face. He was always so nice to me. Why couldn’t I love him instead of the devil himself? My eyes begin to get heavy. I try to fight to keep them open, but I feel so sleepy.
Then everything goes black.
I hear yelling around me as I wake up. Porsche and Viper are having a screaming match and my head is foggy and hurts like a motherfucker.
What the hell happened? I remember drinking and going to my room for a quick nap before seeing Alison.
I open my eyes blinking a few times. I see Viper kicking out Porsche from my room, and he slams the door roughly. Spinning around, he glares at me. What the hell.
He takes a deep breath. “What in the fuck were you thinking, asshole?” Not liking his tone, I get out of bed, look down and notice I’m butt naked. What the fuck? I don’t remember taking my clothes off.
Just then pain hits me, my head whips back and I fall on the bed. I look up and Viper is standing in front of me breathing heavy. That motherfucker just punched me.
I rise to my feet and give Viper a shove. “What the fuck was that for,” I growl out as I tighten my fist, ready to lay one on him.
“That, you son of a bitch, was for breaking Alison’s heart. She came here to see you and here you are in bed with Porsche. What the fuck is wrong with you?” he shouts in my face.
My face pales as the words leave his mouth, I feel like I’m going to be sick. I don’t remember Porsche being in my room. All I remember is coming in here and passing out.
My gut turns and I run to the bathroom puking everything in my stomach as my head begins to pound. Groaning. I clean myself up and walk into my room where Viper is still standing there with a disappointed look on his face. He shakes his head.
I get dressed as fast as I can. He stops me just as I’m about to run out to see if I can catch up with Alison.
“What the fuck happened, Ace? I thought you loved that girl?” he asks as he grips my arm.
“I don’t know what happened. All I remember is coming in here earlier to get some sleep. I was drinking, but I sure as hell did not sleep with Porsche,” I growl out as he raises a brow.
“I didn’t fuck Porsche, nor do I plan too,” I hiss as I grab my keys from my dresser. I make my way to the door, grabbing the handle and opening the door.
“Alison left with Blaze a few minutes ago. She was in pretty bad shape when she left, Ace. She probably won’t want to see you right now, even if you didn’t fuck around on her with Porsche. She saw you in bed with the bitch, man,” he mentions as he walks away from me.
“Fuck,” I scream out as I punch the wall.
My father comes walking down the hall to see what the hell is going on. Viper stops in front of him and tells him what happened. My father looks up and I see the disappointment in his eyes.
“I DIDN’T FUCK PORSCHE,” I yell as I make my way pass them. My father grabs my arm, and he looks at me for a moment.
“I believe you son, but I’m not so sure it will go over well with Alison. What she saw will haunt her. The man she loves in bed with another woman. It will take time.” he exclaims as he gives my arm a light squeeze.
I check my phone and look at Alison’s messages and see that she texted over an hour ago, and I replied: “Come over, there’s something I need to show you.” What the fuck?
Just as I’m about to get out the front door, Porsche comes running up to me. I never wanted to hit a woman before as much as I want to right now.
“Baby, where are you going?” she purrs. Just hearing her voice gives me the chills and the blood in my veins go ice cold. She did this on purpose. I grab her by the arms and push her up against the wall, my anger taking over as I look at her face.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, you stupid bitch? You texted Alison and told her to come here,” I hiss out as my face reddens from holding back from killing this bitch.
Her eyes widen as she shakes in fear. My father and Viper pull me off of her. Viper stands in front of her and tells her in a deadly voice, “Get the fuck out and don’t bother coming back. You’re no longer welcome here and you no longer have a job at the club,” he hisses out inches from her face.
She’s standing there shaking with tears running down her face, and it does nothing but fuel my anger.
“GET THE FUCK OUT,” I shout as my father tightens his hold my arms.
“Son, calm the fuck down,” He says.
Viper grabs Porsche and tells her to get her things together and get the fuck out. She hurries away from us. Everyone in the club is looking at us.
“What the hell are you looking at? Go back to whatever the fuck you were all doing,” my father shouts out as he releases me.
Just as I open the door to chase after Alison, my cell rings. Not bothering to look to see who it is, praying to god its Alison, but when Blaze’s voice comes out my stomach sinks.
“Ace, there was an accident. Alison and Tammy were taking to the hospital.” The worried tone of his voice makes me break, the phone drops from my hand, landing on the floor.
I drop to my knees as tears fill my eyes. Oh God no, not Alison!
As I make my way into the hospital, I run into the waiting room to see Blaze pacing with his hands on his head.
“What the fuck happened?” I ask as I stand in front of him. I’m worried about Alison and I haven’t heard anything from Blaze because my phone slipped out of my hand as I heard the words come out of his mouth about Alison being in the hospital, and it broke on impact.
“I was following them, and we were at the intersection. It was our go and a truck came out from around the corner, slamming into Tammy’s side, sending their car sideways and it flipped three times before landing on the roof. As soon as it all happened, I rushed over to check on them. Tammy was unconscious. Alison was conscious for a few seconds before she passed out,” he says. He sighs as he sits down on; he leans back on the chair.
“Alison had a chunk of glass sticking out of her chest,” he whispers.
My heart stops as I take in his words, ‘Alison had a chunk of glass sticking out of her chest,’ repeating over and over in my head.
“Have the doctors come out yet to give an update?” I ask trying to keep my tone calm even though inside, I’m freaking the fuck out.
A sorrowful look appears as he shakes his head. “No.”
I can’t sit down. My nerves are shot. Where in the fuck are the doctors? They should have been out here by now to let us know something.
Forty-five minutes later, finally the doors open to the emergency and a doctor in blue scrubs comes out. He looks to be around my age. He better know what the fuck he’s doing when it comes to Alison.
I'm surprised Viper isn’t here yet. I know he had to get Porsche out of the clubhouse because if she’s there, I will kill the bitch for what she has caused. If it wasn’t for her, Alison and Tammy wouldn’t be in the hospital right now. He should be here soon, even though things haven’t worked out with him and Tammy, I know he loves her.
The doctor looks down at his clipboard.
“Any relatives of Alison Murphy and Tammy Murphy present?” he asks looking around the waiting room. I jump up and say the first thing that comes to mind.
“Yes, I’m Alison’s fiancée.” He looks me over from head to toe, and raises a brow. I stand at full height daring him with my eyes to say otherwise.
The doctor clears his throat. “Well, Alison lost quite a bit of blood due to her injury on her chest. She was impaled with a shard of glass from the window. It was in quite deep, but we were able to remove it and sew it up. She is in recovery right now and she will be here for a few days so we can monitor her and the baby,” he says as he flips to the next chart in his hands.
The word baby shoots around in my head. Did I hear him right? He said ‘baby.' Blaze jumps up off his seat and stands beside me. I try to speak, but every time I open my mouth the words get caught in my throat.
“Did I just hear you say baby?” I ask, as Blaze looks from me to the doctor and then back to me again.
Doctor nods. “Yes, she’s pregnant. I just assumed you knew.”
I back up till my legs hit the chair and bend my legs to sit. I’m overwhelmed finding out I’m going to be a dad. Alison is going to be okay. Thank God.
“Would you like to know the status of your sister in law?” the doctor asks. I nod my head because I can’t even begin to form sentences as my mind keeps running over one word ‘Baby’.
“Tammy has lost a lot of blood. Her head hit the window pretty hard when the accident occurred. The impact of the hit has left some swelling on the brain. She’s is in an induced coma right now to help with her healing. At this moment, we are not sure when she will wake up, the seriousness of a head injury and the possibility that there will be some memory lost.”
The doctor leaves through the doors he came out of just as Viper walks up. I replay every word the doctor said about Alison and the baby and as soon as the word baby leaves my mouth, Viper has a shit eating grin on his face. But at the same time I can see he’s worried about Tammy, so I tell him about her head injury and that she’s in an induced coma.
He takes a seat beside Blaze, leans forward and puts his face in his hands, his shoulders slightly rising and falling. He’s never been one to show his emotions, but at this moment, my best friend is crying for the girl he loves and one that might not remember who he is.