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Ghost
Scrubbing my hands over my face after I wiped the last of the ink from my baby’s back and side.
I sit back and admire my work six hours of intense shading and detail went into this piece and she was worth every ounce of pain the sound of the needle brang me, fuck this dope sickness is no fucking joke today is a day I’d love to just fuck myself up pump my veins full.
Knowing that I can’t camouflage the pain with junk anymore for she my new lady love sees her swimming in my eyes.
Stretching out my back and arms high above my head I lean back in the chair and watch her sleep never have I had a client let alone a newbie, a fresh inker falls asleep on me. And I ant going to lie the sight before is remarkable. The way her white skin is laid over the harsh black of my leather chair her breasts pushed nicely into the leather where they squeeze out the sides of her body.
Pure fucking perfection.
God did good the day her made up this women’s perfect DNA.
Watching her sleep is like a junkie’s dream.
The way her chest rises and falls her sweet breath fanning out over my skin as I lean into the space she occupies in my leather tattoo chair, my skin awakening a desire in me I never knew I had.
Her pale white skin glows like a full moon on a dark night.
She's my drug, I can't, and I won't want anything else she broke through the hate, anger and dark. She heals the cracks and kisses the flames of a soul burning jet black with sins so brutal even my nightmares are scared.
Scaring myself at how fucking deep and dark my mind gets at times even when I watch her sleep the perfect pure soul that my blood-stained hands were holding not so long ago.
The last few days have fucking kicked my ass and I’m fucking more than drained sighing as the vibration of an incoming call ripples over my thigh, fishing my phone from my pocket Brays name flashes over the screen sliding to answer.
“Sup Brother?”
“Where the fuck are you,” he bites into the line blowing out a breath 1,2,3, fucking breathe 4,5,6,7 nope keep going,8,9,10 calmer nope not a bit.
“Ghost” his tone irate pissing me off he fucking new I had ink today.
“Well” he snaps as I open my mouth to speck.
“Fuck Bro what the fuck is your problem.” I bite back at him not wanting his shit mood to fuck my head space.
“You gotta fucking chill man,” snapping over Brays shit already I really can’t deal with this after all I can’t just get high now to blur him and the club out.
“Chill fuck you Ghost while you have been holed up with ya lady getting ya dick wet no doubt, mine is in the mists of a massive dope sickness that rivals any of yours and I need you to fucking come and get her with me the clubs going on lock down.”
Lighting my cigarette and sucking deep down till it’s swirling in the deepest part of my lungs.
“Well fuck me.” I say a bubble of laughter lacing my lips as the thought of Timberly saying that to me mere hours ago as I tattooed her sweet white skin that now is covered in a massive back and side piece a fucking Phoenix baby rising up and taking over the damn world with me at her side.
“Ghost, Fuck man I’m legit not fucking around.” I hear the aspirated sound of life getting on top of him
“Fuck brother chill before ya blow a vein, I’ll be there in 30.”
Pushing the phone into my pocket I can’t help but laugh he needs to chill.
Leaning on the shut door of hotel junkie 101.
My heel resting on the dirty door as I watch my Brother try and wrangle the Junkie that used to be his beautiful black-haired Raven Marie. Gone is the plum like blue-black of her eyes replaced the drug haze. Her features that were so strong and fierce gone replaced with the gaunt grey and sunken in eyes. Shaking my head and closing my eyes.
Lord this is going to be a long mother fucking night. The itch spreads over my arms as I find myself scratching them red raw as I watch her scream like a banshee kicking and punching him the track marks raw and bleeding the scabs she has picked off, her hair a wild torrent of midnight black locks fanning out over the crisp white sheets.
“Bro call the Doc knock her ass out,” I snap I can’t handle being in here the smell of methadone lacing the air and the taste of a fresh dose of Novocaine given to her swirls up at my senses.
Bray spins on me fire in his eyes and pain on his face,
“What?” His body shaking as Raven fires all kind of punches and kicks at him his hands reach out wrapping around her wrists pulling her up into him and her wild eyes meet his she rears back and spits in his face.
Oh, fuck me she didn’t.
“It’s fucking hurting me brother to be here ring the doc of knock her crazy ass out.” Gritty out I watch him wrestle with the women who he has loved since he was fifteen fucking years old be lost to the taste of junkie love and its habit.
“What do you want me to do brother?” he grits out as her nails come out and gash down the side of his face and neck long angry scratch marks mirroring the pain she is going through tears well in his eyes he would never hit a woman fuck he’s coming close to it. Fuck I am coming close to it I need out and she as much as I love this woman needs to shut the fuck up.
“Brother.” he calls out as I pace the room like a caged lion my hackles up and the stress level fucking high shaking as my hands clench from fist to flat hand and back again.
“Fuck Brother help me.”
That’s it hearing the pleading break in his voice and the pain laced in his eyes as the tears fall mixed with the blood dripping from the cuts her killer nails just laced all over his tired and alone features.
I know I have to do the one thing that will allow us to get the fuck out of here and quietly.
“I’m so fucking sorry,” I mouth into the top of his head.
“Raven baby I love you and for this I’m sorry.” I say to her drug hungry eyes no old Raven up in there at all this year of her being taken has stolen so much more from her than just us.
Kissing her lips, I can taste the drugs seeping from her pores and fuck me it tastes so good a low moan leaves me as the feeling of old needs and habits hit me like a title wave.
Pushing myself from her as I pull my fist back I hear Bray scream.
“Brother Donn____” is all he gets out for the loud crack of my fist meets the soft clammy flesh of her face and she’s out the room falls silent as her body falls back on the bed in a soft thud her hair falling out around her like a midnight mass.
Bray flies to her side scooping his arms under her shoulders and pulling her up into his body kissing her face so softly his eyes find mine tears and blood streaking his skin.
“Sorry brother but shit was getting insane.” I say picking up a blanket of the bed and throwing it over her limp body in my brother arms.
“Let’s roll out,” he nods standing easy to easy for having a grown ass woman in his arms, she’s a shell of the fierce biker queen we grew up with.
Picking up the bag of her belongings that Lilly must have packed up well bought brand new no doubt we have had no trace of Raven for over a year now.
Stopping at the door I open it for Bray pulling the cold handle down into my fiery hot skin stepping to the side letting him out into the nights air a welcome cool washing past me as I pick up the bag of tricks from the Doc that’s meant to help us junkies come down but it doesn’t, it just seems to fuck us up more and have us running in circles trying to chase the taste.
Stepping into the club house after setting Raven up at Blue and Knox’s pad for now far enough away from the club house where no fucker can hear her scream her head off as the come down rakes through her body claiming more of the fractured soul that at the moment Bray is trying to hold together with duct tape, easy access for Bray also to be with her at night and during the day when he ant here sorting shit the Devils Dawn and the Cobras are riding in Tonight hence the lock down for war is about to be waged watch the fuck out NYC we are about to light you up baby.
Grabbing the bottle of beer from Ginny’s hands walking up behind my woman I place my hands on either side of her hips she jumps slightly at the intrusion before she realises it’s me and falls back slightly melting into my touch, leaning into her ear.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.”
I murmur into her skin on her neck she goes about setting up the tables for dinner, buttering dinner rolls.
“I’m jealous so fucking jealous everyone in here wants a taste of you Poppet I see it as they all watch you.”
I say biting into her neck. “Want a taste of these?”
Holding up a dinner roll over her shoulder I lean down sink my teeth into it biting the warm roll that is socked in melted butter.
“Fuck me, you’re too much Poppet,” I mumble over a mouthful of the hot roll.
“Not right now babe I’m kinda busy.” She says placing rolls down into the baskets on the tables I can’t help but laugh at her and the choice of phasing she hit me with.
“Oh, and that’s all these animals will be tasting too I’m reserved for a king.” She sasses out holding up a roll and shaking it as I spin her around my arms holding her body painfully close to my hard cock for her words alone set me on fire.
“Hell fucking yes my queen,” I breathe into her lips crushing her mouth with mine kissing her rough, taking all I can from her in this moment. I bend her back so I can taste all the way down to her soul that Mirrors the dark than mine.
“You’re fucking sick you can't hide behind a fake angel Ghost.”
Breaking the kiss, I pull Timberly up and wrap my arm around her.
“Fuck off Jenna.” My tone low and full of warning “You and ya posse of hyenas just fuck off,” I bite out.
“Well it's true she'll never be me.” Her fingers reach to the bubble gum bubble she just blew out from her lips and popped twirling it around her finger then biting it off again.
“No, you’re right there sweetheart, she will never be you for you darling are a devil in the form of a Whore and this women right her is a fucking Queen.”
She pales stops chewing her gum opens her dirty mouth to speck but before she can I snap my fingers.
“Blue baby jacket,” I holler out.
“Cage, shut the music.”
“Got it, VP!” he yells out as the music shuts off and people stop talking. Now there is nothing but a dull sound of breathing and feet shuffling as people mull around to see what’s up.
“Jacket, Ghost baby,” Blue places the soft brand-new leather into my hands the smell of new leather reaching my nose and the weight of it perfect in my hands my stomach flips with the weight of what I am about to do right here, right now in front of my whole club and I haven’t even run it past my Pres.
“Timberly, I no longer fear the monster that lives deep in my soul for you taught me to fucking embrace it, love it, for it’s me, and Poppet, you were mine the moment I laid eyes on you. When I opened my shop I knew I needed you. So, Poppet, will you be my old lady?”
Her hands find my arms. She holds on tight digging her nails into my skin. Fuck I know I shouldn’t have done this but shit Jenna needs to know she’s just a whore and Poppet’s my soul she’s shaking, taking a step into her space.
“Look at me and me only,” I whisper out to her as her eyes meet mine, glass blue meeting forest green. “Will you?” shitting myself that she will say no and fucking run.
Turning and pulling her into me so she can’t see Jenna and her evil stare.
As she’s about to say something Jenna’s voice sounds out bitter and laced in venom. “She can’t fuck you like I do.” Her voice is pure fucking evil it hits my ears my knuckles clench and my jaws fucking cracking under the pressure.
Timberly’s hands find either side of my face as her eyes lock into mine she’s so calm never once does she lose her composure.
“Baby in the end it’s you and me. I will always ride with you.”
A loud cheer erupts around us as I pull my lady, my old lady into me kissing her hard she has fucking made my life right there in that moment those few words made me feel fucking human and for once alive without the need to be high I can actually feel something other than the fake arms of lady love. Pulling back from her she mouths to me as the music starts up.
“You’ll always be a little too much or not enough, until you meet the soul you’re meant to love, and baby I love you.” Mind fucking blown I lift her up in my arms spinning her around as her hair falls down around us her legs wrap around my waist.
“I fucking love you Poppet,” bliss this right here is the closest thing to a non-drug euphoric feeling you can get.
“Ha fucking fake cunts! You don’t know what love is! Love with you Ghost is a dirty needle in ya arm while you cut the fuck out of me while ya dick is balls deep in my pussy. And you ya little bitch” Stalking over to us her finger pointing at Timberly to close to my lady’s perfect face for my liking.
“Well you’re just a mouse in wannabe fucking clothing. You will cave, and he will throw you away and come find a real woman who gets off on being strangled.”
I see fucking red dropping Poppet down to the floor passing her, her new leather jacket.
“Put this on,” I mouth to her as I kiss her forehead stepping towards Jenna my hands come out and lace around the bitches throat her eyes glaze over she gets off on this shit my fingers tighten restricting the air flow a sick sadistic smile form over her lips and my blood boils.
“You better shut the fuck up before I use your fucking face as a fuck pad Jenna I’m sure my boys would love to get off on you tonight.”
“She’s just a fucking bitch,” she gasps out as I feel Timberly’s hands on my shoulder and her other hand on my arm. Turning my head slightly to look into my angels my saving graces eyes. I see nothing but her fury raging in them. “Takes a bitch to make a bitch sweetheart and thank you for bringing out my inner bitch, now Il show you how to make it count...”
I watch as my lady steps into Jenna’s space and punches her in the stomach as my hand falls from her throat I step back and Timberly steps in and grab Jenna by the back of the skull her body hunched over and gasping for air Poppet’s hands find a handful of hair and rip her head up painfully fast as her knee comes up and her hand comes doe Jenna nose and face meets Poppet’s knee and her face shatters into it blood flowing from Jenna’s nose all over herself and the floor of my club. She stumbles back into her posse’s arms and gasps sound out around us as her hand hold her broken nose and blood trickles down over her fingers and arm. Perfect I can’t help but smile at the monster we have all had a hand in creating. My perfect little Dark angel.
“I smell bitch in the air tonight.” She says looking around as Blue and Lilly come up behind her.
“I dressed to kill and look at you, you wear a dress to a gun fight you have baited me for days. I’m wearing my jeans and tee oh and look at this.” She snaps out spinning around in Jenna’s face.
“My new leather jacket that says I’m an old lady and sweetheart look at you standing there in ya tight red dress and high heels, dressed like what you really truly are a club meat and sloppy meat at that, never will you be an old lady so back the fuck up and fuck right off.”
Her tone is laced with power and a fierceness wrapping her in my arms I kiss her neck.
“Let’s get fucked up, Poppet.” Stepping away with her under my arm “Boys they are all yours,” I say to the newbies as I walk away to our seats above the club.