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Charlie
“This is not how I expected my night to go!” I grumble.
“Yeah, well, it’s not how we thought ours was going to go either. We were gonna work out, then come ask Emmy if she wanted to hang out and watch a movie. Instead, we had to pay off a guy to lie about why his face looks like it was beaten with a meat tenderizer,” Ben says, sounding tired and annoyed.
“Oliver’s really fucking lucky that Todd’s family has money issues and was willing to take our deal to help his family out of debt. Ten grand, it’s a lot of money. It’s a good thing I have my own account separate from my family's money,” I complain, feeling the same as Ben.
“Look, when I turn 21 and get access to the money my granddad left me, I'll pay you back,” Talon says, looking like he agrees with our sentiment.
It’s been a long night. It took us two hours to make sure Todd would keep his mouth shut about who kicked his ass and take our deal. When Mr. Tucker showed up and asked Todd who did it, Todd said nothing and refused to talk. Mr. Tucker wasn’t happy about it, but with Todd not saying anything and nothing besides his face as proof, there was nothing he could do. I thought we would have to pay off his buddies too, but when Talon told them who Oliver’s dad was, they went pale and said they’d keep their mouths shut before scurrying away as fast as they could. I have no idea who his father is to make them react like that but I'd like to know.
“Getting back to what you were planning on asking Emmy, it would have been a no, seeing how I already had plans with her. I was planning to be knee deep in pussy by now!” I snap as we walk up the stairs to my dorm room, where the guys left Oliver with Emmy.
Poor Emmy, she must be feeling awkward, having to be alone with Oliver when they still haven't totally made up.
Making our way toward the door that leads to the hall with our room, Felicity walks through and we stop.
“Trust me, you don't wanna go in there,” she says and then her lips twitch to a smirk. “Or maybe you do," she laughs. "I'm heading to the library to study with some people. You guys enjoy...” She waves her hand towards the door. “...that,” she giggles as she squeezes past us and continues down the stairs.
I groan. “I really hope they're not fighting. I'm too exhausted to deal with that right now. There's been enough fighting tonight.”
As we enter the hallway, we are met by the sounds of moans that get louder as we get closer to the room.
“Oliver!” Emmy cries out. “Fuck, you feel so good.”
“That’s right, Sweetheart, ride my cock! God, you're so beautiful," Oliver lets out a loud groan.
“Well then,” Talon chuckles with a shit eating grin. “Definitely not fighting, unless her cunt strangling his cock counts.”
Ben is standing there with slightly widened eyes and he rubs the back of his neck.
“So... do we knock?” Ben asks, not really sure what to do.
Inside, I'm doing a happy dance. Emmy would only be with Oliver in that way if she’s forgiven him. So if they are together, then that means there is one less thing hurting the girl that I love, and that makes me a happy bitch.
“Fuck knocking! I’m taking a peek. Give me that!” Talon says, snatching my room key out of my hand.
“Hey!” I protest, but it’s too late. He already has the door unlocked.
“Shhh!” he says, putting his finger to his lips and cracking the door open.
I mean the door is already open, so what's the harm in looking? Right? She is my girlfriend after all. I poke my head in, just below Talon’s, to get a better look at the action.
They're on her bed with Oliver lying on his back and a look of pure ecstasy on his face, never taking his eyes off Emmy. They are filled with such love and worship as my very sexy girlfriend rides his cock like a champ. Her plump breasts bouncing as she picks up her pace with her eyes closed and her head tossed back, neither of them aware of their captivated audience.
“Oh, oh god. Olly, I'm gonna come,” she whimpers.
“Come for me, Sweetheart. Soak my cock with your sweet cream,” he grits out. A few more bounces and then Emmy lets out the sexiest cry as she climaxes. She collapses on top of Oliver, breathing heavily. Clutching her hips, he gives her a few more thrusts before letting out a long groan as he cums too.
I’m gay. 100%. But, my god, that was sexy. My panties are even damp from watching my girl fuck like a porn star.
“Holy shit, that was so fucking hot,” Talon exhales in a mutter as he adjusts his pants.
Emmy’s gaze snaps up from Oliver's chest and over to us. She lets out a squeak, as she dives behind Oliver and tries to cover them both with a blanket. Now that we've been caught, we push our way through the cracked door, walking in, and closing it behind us.
“For fuck’s sakes, can’t you knock?” Oliver says with irritation. “You two don’t have a right to see her like this yet," he snaps, pointing to Ben and Talon.
“Hey, I didn't see anything. It was those two.” Ben points to me and Talon.
“Well, this is my room too and she is my girlfriend. But you’re right, we should have knocked. I'm sorry, Babe,” I apologize, looking at Emmy as I take a seat on my bed.
“It’s okay,” she says, poking her head out from under the blanket and looking at me with a blissed out smile.
“Yeah okay, I'm sorry too. Those sounds were just so tempting,” Talon apologizes.
Two guys she has a major crush on just saw her naked and fucking their best friend. Emmy simply blushes and it's adorable.
“So... are you two together... or what?” I ask. I need to know what this means for them.
Emmy looks at Oliver. “Kinda,” she says slowly. “First, he needs to tell me the rest of the story.”
“You guys still haven't talked?!” I question, sounding surprised that they had sex before talking.
“Yeah, we kinda got caught up in the moment. But if you let us get cleaned up, I’ll explain everything. The guys already know, but it’s good that you're here to hear it too,” Oliver says, sitting up and pulling the sheet around him. Emmy sits up too with her blanket wrapped around her like a burrito.
“Well... mind giving us a minute to get dressed?” Oliver drawls.
We all rush back out in the hall to wait, and coming back into the room, they are both dressed and sitting on Emmy’s bed. I take a seat on mine and the guys just lean against the wall beside the door.
Oliver turns to Emmy and reaches for her hand. “This is gonna be a lot to take in. Are you sure you're ready to hear it?” Oliver asks with concern in his voice.
Emmy takes a deep breath and nods her head. “Yes, I need to know. I've been in the dark about this for too long and I'm done letting it eat away at me. I need to know why you're here and the story behind it.”
Oliver nods. “Alright. Where to start?...okay, so, one day, around the beginning of spring, I was heading over to your place to pick you up, like always. When I got there, I noticed three guys on motorcycles hanging out in the driveway of another trailer a few spots down from your place, but on the other side. They were talking and kept looking at your trailer. I got an uneasy feeling and didn't like the fact that some creeps had interest in where you lived for whatever reason. So, I went over there and asked what they wanted. They told me to fuck off and they left. I, of course, couldn't let it go, so I got on my bike and followed them.”
“Wait. Was this the day that we were supposed to go to the book fair at school, but I ended up going alone because you never showed?” Emmy asks with confusion on her face.
“Yes. I'm sorry I took off without telling you, but I didn't want to lose them.” He gives her an apologetic smile. “Anyways, I followed them to this rundown bar downtown. When I went in, I saw that it wasn't just any bar. It turns out the bar was owned by the Savage Hellhounds.” Emmy’s eyes go wide as she sucks in a gasp.
“Savage Hellhounds?” I echo.
Emmy turns and looks at me. “They're one of two MCs in our city. They run the other side of town. They’re really bad guys. Murderers, rapists, drug dealers. Anything criminal, they probably do,” Emmy says in a haunted voice.
Oliver nods and continues. “A guy came up to me and asked what I wanted. He knew my name too. At that point, my guard was way up. I asked who he was and what the other guys were doing, hanging around your place. He told me his name was Dagger and he was the MC’s president.” Oliver looks at Emmy anxiously and hesitates with what he’s going to say next. “He told me that he sent guys to keep an eye on his daughter,” he says, pausing again with his eyes locked on Emmy.
“His daughter?” Emmy says, sounding confused. “Then why were they looking at my place?”
Oh god.
Is he gonna say what I think he’s gonna to say?!
Fuck, I’m sweating.
“Because you are his daughter, Sweetheart.” Oliver’s voice is soft, as he gives Emmy some of the most shocking news she’s ever heard.
Her eyes go wide. “I'm sorry... what?!” she yells, shaking her head. “No, no. That monster is NOT my father. There’s no way!!”
“He is. I'm sorry, Baby. He told me that when you turned 18, he was coming for you. That you were his property, and once the government was no longer in your life, he was coming for what was rightfully his. His words, not mine. He said that your mother was a one night stand. He cheated on his old lady and got your mom pregnant. He didn't want to raise another woman's child, so he forgot about you. Until now, that is. I still don't know what his real plan is, for wanting you in his life after all this time, but it can't be anything good.”
Emmy is clearly shaking and has her arms wrapped around her legs as she tries to process what he’s saying. Tears are forming in her eyes, so I get up and sit behind her, pulling her into my lap as I hold her close and kiss the crown of her head.
“I got you, Baby Girl,” I whisper as I rub small circles on her belly.
“I, of course, didn't want him to have anything to do with you. So I asked him what it would take for him to leave you alone. At first, he said there was nothing, but then he told me that if I was willing to deal for them at the high school, he would back off,” Oliver continues.
“Oh my god. No, Olly, don't tell me that’s how all this started?!” she cries.
“I'm sorry, Beautiful. I couldn't let bad men like them get anywhere near you. I was willing to do whatever it took. So, I agreed. They supplied me with the drugs and I started hanging around the kids who were known to be using. I made friends with him to keep them hooked. It made me sick, having to do it, but Dagger told me I had to sell a certain amount each month to keep the deal. So, these kids introduced me to other people and I got wrapped up in the whole thing. I didn't do any of the drugs, though,” Oliver insists. “I know what drugs have done to our mothers and how much you hate them.”
Emmy nods, still shaking, but hearing his words about not doing any drugs makes her relax a bit in my arms.
“Well, one day I came out of class to find the principal and a cop at my locker. When I went over to ask what was going on, the cop arrested me for possession of drugs and dealing. Someone ratted me out. I was given a choice to be here or juvie and I chose to come here, knowing I'd have a better chance at seeing you again. Here was the safer choice. The day before I was meant to come here, I knew I had to see you one last time before we were forced apart.
“Everything was so fucked up... I wasn't thinking straight. I was in a bad mindset and all I could think about was claiming you as my own, so anyone else couldn't while I was gone. It was so fucked up and wrong and I'm so sorry, Firefly. Please believe me when I say that I never meant to hurt you that way. I just couldn't say goodbye,” Oliver finishes, tears shining in his eyes as he holds Emmy’s hands.
Emmy crawls out of my lap and into Oliver’s.
“I love you so much, Olly,” she says, her voice still filled with sadness. She kisses him hard.
“God, I'm such a horrible bitch,” she groans.
“What?! No, you're not, why would you say that?” Oliver says, in a harsh, surprised voice.
“Yes, yes, I am,” Emmy says, pulling back. “I hated you for years and made you out to be a monster. Sure, what you did the night before you left was pretty fucked up, but Olly you're here because you were trying to keep me safe,” she says, sounding angry with herself.
“NO! No, Sweetheart, don't even think like that. You had every right to feel that way. I kept everything from you. You didn't know. I let you think these things because I kept all of that information to myself. It’s all my fault, not yours,” he insists, cupping her face so she has to look at him.
"Can you forgive me, Firefly?" he asks, his voice low with a mixture of sorrow and hope.
“Of course I forgive you,” she whispers.
Oliver’s eyes fill with a brightness. “Really? Are you sure?” he asks.
She nods. “Yes! Olly, I love you so fucking much for what you did for me. Now that I know everything, I just want to put it all behind us. I want to be with you like we should have been back then,” she announces, kissing him again.
He pulls back. “Not everything,” he winces.
“What do you mean?” she asks, narrowing her eyes at him.
“Well, there's more to the story. Like who ratted me out,” Oliver says.
“Who was it?” Emmy sighs.
“Dagger,” he says, angrily.
“Dagger? Why would he sell you out when you were the one selling drugs for him?” she asks, perplexed.
“Because he was using me all along. He knew who I was and who my father was and used me to get back at him,” Oliver says.
“But you don't even know who your father is, so how the hell could he?” Emmy demands, still not sure what’s going on.
“Well, here's another fucked up part of this story. Turns out, my father is also a president of an MC.”
“WHAT?!”
“Yeah, the Savage Hellhound’s rivals, the Phantom Reapers.”
“You have got to be fucking kidding me!” Emmy slumps back into my arms and out of Oliver's lap.
Oliver lets out a harsh laugh. “I wish I was. I didn't know who sold me out until after I’d been here for a year. I went to a foster home for the summer break. While I was there, my father’s men found me and brought me to their clubhouse where my dad told me everything. How Dagger set me up and rubbed it in my father's face that he got me locked up. That my court sentence was not only a hit on the Phantom Reapers, but it also got me away from you. He didn't want his daughter with the son of his rivals, so he set me up from the start.”
“Oh,” Emmy breathes. “This is a lot to process. My brain hurts,” she says, rubbing her temples.
Something he said had me wondering. “If this guy is your father, why are you just finding out about him now? Where has he been your whole life?” I ask.
Oliver sighs. “It turns out that my father met my mother the same way most of the MC members do, at their bar. He said it was love at first sight. His wife died a few years before he met my mom, and he didn't think he would love another woman again until he met her. They had a fling, but my mom wasn't ready to settle down, so she left him. He was heartbroken, but he didn’t see my mom again.
“Until ten years later, when he saw her walking down the street with me. He started asking around and found out my mother was pregnant with me when she left. He didn't try to contact me because he said the MC life wasn't a life for a kid. He was planning on telling me when I turned 18."
“If he knew about you since you were 10, why the fuck would he just let you stay with your mother like that? MC life or not, you were pretty much taking care of yourself!” Emmy says, sounding really agitated.
“Remember how I always wondered why there was always food in the house and new clothes whenever I seemed to need it?” he asks Emmy.
She nods slowly. “Yes.”
“Well, it turns out that my father's men would drop food off. They told my mom they were with the food bank, and she never thought twice about it because it was free food. I always thought my mom bought me the clothes because I'd find them sitting on my bed, but it was them. My dad may be in an MC, but he seems to be a good guy. Family is everything to him. He said it killed him to leave me, but it was the right thing and he would make it up to me when I was old enough. After my dad told me everything, he went to the judge and asked that I get sent to him when I went back for holidays.”
“Wait! Hold up,” Emmy says, holding up her hand, stopping Oliver from talking. “That MC runs our side of town? If you were going back there every summer, why didn't you come see me?” she demands.
“I wanted to, Beautiful, so bad. But, after I found out your father wants you away from me, I didn't want to risk him doing something to either of us. That man is crazy. Also, after what I did, I didn't think you would want to see me, and I couldn't tell you about everything until I was out of there and could keep you safe for myself. But my father had people keep an eye on you. Who do you think owns the tattoo shop you were working at?” he laughs with a smirk.
Emmy’s eyes go wide. “Reapers Tattoos. God, it was so obvious and I never thought anything of it!“ she groans and hides her face in embarrassment.
Oliver chuckles and takes her hands away from her face and kisses each palm.
“I knew you wouldn't just take handouts, so he got your neighbor who worked there to ask you to come along. I knew you loved art and always wanted tattoos. So we thought a job at the tattoo shop was best. I was tempted to check in on you with my own eyes, but I knew that if I saw you, all my self control would be gone and I'd probably end up making everything worse, so I stayed away. But my dad kept me informed. What he didn’t give me was a heads up that you were coming here. I know he knew you would be sent here and he just let it be a surprise. I'll be having words with him about that at Christmas," Oliver grumbles.
“Well, now it makes more sense why the shop never pressed charges,” Emmy says.
“Also, do you remember a guy who would come in sometimes to get tattoos? He was tall with black, shaggy hair, blue eyes, and a closely shaven beard?” Oliver asks Emmy.
She blushes and clears her throat. “Umm, yeah, maybe... why?” she asks.
Ohhhh, that blush makes me think there's more to this story with this guy and her. I'll ask her about that later.
“Well, he’s my brother.” Oliver’s smile widens.
“What?! You have a brother?” she asks with a happy laugh. “That’s awesome, you always wanted a brother,” she smiles.
“Yeah, his name is Tyson. His mom was my dad's wife. She passed away from cancer when he was 3. He’s 24 now. His aunt is married to another member, so she helped raise him. He’s pretty cool. He’s a prospect and he will probably end up taking over the club one day.”
“What about you?” Emmy asks with a knitted brow.
Oliver tips his head to the side. “What do you mean? What about me?”
“Well, your dad is the head of this MC and your brother is joining too. Are you going to join also?” she asks.
“To be honest, I never really thought about it. My father has asked me, but I told him you're my future and I wasn't going to think about it until I knew my life with you had started. I mean, I have no idea,” he confesses.
“Well, we can talk about that later. You still have a year and a half here, right? Let’s see where life takes us before then,” she smiles. “I’ll support you in anything you wanna do. That goes for you too,” she turns to look at me.
“And I’ll support you in any and everything you want to do,” I smile down at her, giving her lips a soft kiss.
I love this girl more than life itself. She’s the reason I smile and laugh. She’s been there for me from the moment we met. She’s my other half, and if she's happy, then I'm happy.
“Same goes with me, Firefly. Your wish is my command,” he teases her.
She laughs and looks over at a very quiet Ben and Talon. They meet her eyes.
“Hi,” she says shyly, like she’s just remembered they are in the room.
“Hey, Shorty," Talon says, coming over and sitting on my bed. Ben sits next to him.
“Hi, My Little Caterpillar," Ben says with a heated look. Not a turned on look, but a look that shows he really cares for her.
“Soooo, now that Oliver and I are officially together, what about you guys?”
Ben’s eyes go wide. “What do you mean?” he asks.
Emmy laughs. “I know how I feel about you guys, and I think you feel the same way. I know you haven't tried anything, other than stolen kisses here and there out of respect for Oliver. But, now that that's no longer an issue, where does that leave us?”
Talon gets up off the bed and prowls his way over to her with a hungry glint in his eyes. “It means it’s our time to woo you, My Lady,” he says, then dives on Emmy, knocking her down between Oliver and I.
She starts laughing as Talon tickles her. We all smile and laugh at the two of them.
Well, this night has been quite the night!
One guy down, two to go!