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Timberly
One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six men fill the small space between me and the body of someone I used to know, watching them as I sit up not feeling a single thing it’s all a blur and hush voices, Ghost is in and out from my sight running his fingers over my arms, through my hair leaving tiny prickles of heat in its wake, it’s nice you know the feel of it, it’s different, I feel different like really different. Standing wobbling as I step up and I begin to fall as the world spins around me the feeling of hands on my skin wrapping around my body I'm caught frozen stuck you know in that in-between freefall before hitting the ground leaving plenty of time for panic to take over and the inevitable feeling of pain from another’s hands on you striping more from you. But no, I am no longer spiraling to the floor but being pulled up.
“Whoa little lady you ok,” looking into his eyes not able to say anything the name alone hitting my hairs has my skin quivering and mu hairs standing on edge Viper surely not he turns me in his arms placing me back against the wall slowly he lowers my body down the wall till I'm sitting on the cold uncarpeted hall floor looking into my eyes he searches mine for what I'm unsure off but his eyes are stunning like for a guy they are the most stunning shade of ember peppered with black flecks. Nope not the yellow of snake eyes not Viper breathing for the first time since he touched me fuzzy dizzy feeling assaults my head I have to stop doing that I mentally correct myself stop with the non-breathing and panic after where you have just been bitch, this shits a walk in the park. “I’ll just get Ghost,” he says concerned for what me? “It’s ok” I push out rough and husky my throat is so dry still wrapped in sandpaper fuck all I want is water.
“Who are you?” looking into his eyes not scared no spots forming no dizzy feeling in my head he soothes me this man strangely just like Viper did in his sick way, but this man screams protector.
“81” he says looking nervous his eyes dart from mine to his hands and back up again.
“I won’t bite you know” a giggle escaping me
“Ghost doesn’t want us talking to you or even looking at you” he says surprised that I'm staying here calm cool collected, as I reach out to him my fingers touching his 5 O’clock shadow he tenses his tongue darts out over his lip I watch it in like a slow mo action. “Hey this is not normal" his voice breaks pulling back from my touch as he stands and walks away then shaking his head “mmm weird.” I hear him say to no-one you’re the weird one I think as I pull my unsteady body back up the wall I start to wobble and then I just pace the hallway walking past the bathroom door and then back again each time I pass it’s still closed. Mmm I murmur out as I run my fingertips over the walls and doors as I go in flowy movements. Ghost steps behind me I smell him before I see him, turning putting my hands on either side of his cheeks. “Hey, you ok?” startled he steps into me
“Poppet” eyes bugging out,
“Yes” running my fingers over his lips, startled he looks at like really looks at me the bathroom door opens just then his boys carry out the body of my mom wrapped in plastic. 81 walks up with a big blanket and throws it over her tiny frame as some other guy carries her out over his shoulder she just looks like someone you would find in the hall passed out but their skin not all decade and manky and fuck the smell is putrid. My eyes follow her as Ghost pulls from me and turns to talk to one of the men this one looks like a boss I heard them call him Pres. so he must be of importance pulling him into a hug he then picks me up before I even know what’s happening.
“Wait” I bark out my throat is so sore like I have swallowed nails “I need my tin” I start wiggling down. I run back grabbing it I take one last look around this hell I’ll never be coming back here again, walking to Ghost who is leaning against the door frame he takes up the whole space with his impressive size smiling he picks me up I wrap my legs around his waist leaning my head down on his shoulder I breathe him in all of him, for now, I'm no longer scared they are gone, she’s gone no one can hurt me anymore. I walked out of the hell hole with him, but will he stay when I tell it all. Closing my eyes for now let’s not worry let’s just be with him and be the woman that the hell out in the desert gave you the strength to be.
Ghost
My mind is tripping as I carry her out of this hell hole way too many memories rising up, gulping in the cool night time air as I put her on my bike, running my hands through my hair I need to get the fuck away from here before I come undone, Bray sensing something comes up lays his hand on my shoulder. “They are gone those demons can’t hurt you brother” searching his eyes for the truth I know will be there, but pain is all I see mirroring mine, “Let’s get her to the club, we need to call church” he says to me.
Shaking off my cut I put it over her shoulders, “Poppet put this on” passing her the helmet,
“Where are we going” she asks me her voice so quiet,
“To the club” picking her up I sit her on the back, “Hold on ok”
Nodding her head, I feel her wrap her body around mine the way she holds me stirs the devil in me the hunger to do things to her soul she’s so not ready for.
Pulling into the road that leads to the clubhouse I reverse into my spot as the other boys start pulling their helmets off and the van carrying Timberly’s mom pulls in dimming its lights I pull her off as they approach, smile as she leans down rubbing the insides of her thighs, pulling herself up I help her undo the helmet and lick my lips as she flicks out her long black hair she stumbles slightly weak on her feet it hurts to see she has lost so much more weight I hate that I make a mental note to get Doc to come and give her IV fluids and B-12 and Vitamin C.
The boys all just stand and stare as she’s wearing my cut with my hoodie under it her pants ripped at the knees and her feet dirty and bare. She looks hot and disheveled pulling her close into me I watch as Bray gives the boys orders on what to do. Kissing the top of her head breathing her in.
My cock twitches in my jeans, I wrap my arm around her neck pulling her in nice and tight, her hand finds my back slipping it down into my back pocket, I like the way it feels sitting there. Walking into the clubhouse I feel the stares the heat and the whispers, never have I ever walked in here with a woman let alone one wearing my cut, pulling out a bar stool I lift her up with so much ease shocked at how light she feels in my hands sitting her down bringing my mouth to her ear, “Just breath ok and do you want a drink?” pulling back I look into her glass blue eyes watching her lips move “Sure whatever you’re having” she says laced in nerves and a small stutter.
“Miss Ginny two Jager’s darling”
Sending her my panty dropping wink I eye Jenna over the other side of the bar with an evil scowl on her face.
“Don’t even fucking think about it” I mouth to her, her eyes boring holes into me like hot daggers, pulling out my stool I nod at Miss Ginny as she places down our drinks.
“Take it slow Poppet” with a wink I look up, the boys watching me, “What” the question in their eyes obvious. “Spit it out Fuckers.”
Bray just smiles, 81 pipes in “Oh, nothing brother. Just um you going to tell us who the girl is?”
grunting I look around “Ginny can you go get Lil?”
“Sure, thing pet” she says with a smile,
“Fuck off and go to church fuckers- I’ll be in, in a minute?” they send their hands up in the air smiling like a fucken Cheshire cats, shaking my head I pull my stool into Timberly closer my knees touching hers I can feel her breath as I lift my drink to my lips I down the whole glass pushing it forward to meet the new one that the new bar chick has, “Same” raising my eyebrow at her “Same babe” a gross quiver washes over me as she says babe looking her in the eye “Ghost is my fucken name not babe” I spit out at her and her cheeks redden as I pull Timberly into me she flinches and tenses her body I run small circles over the base of her spine as she relaxes a little but I feel her gasp in air and shake a little I turn a little and look at all the men and women and all the dirty shit that goes on in here, I smirk “Welcome to my world darling buckle up it’s a hard one”.