Harleyâs entire body ached; she was lying in bed in-between two guys completely naked. The rays of sun through the distorted blinds had been what had woken her up. Two nights before had been the anniversary of the worst night of her life, it had been three years exactly that Benji died. When sheâd been reminded by the date on the back of a photo theyâd take the day before his death, sheâd gone out and gotten completely fucked up. Sheâd went to a club two days ago and ended up going home with two guys, to their shitty ass apartment on the beach.
The last two days had been a blur and she had lost track of time. All sheâd done for the past two days was fuck the two guys simultaneously and was never once sober. Now however her head was bounding and she was exhausted. Theyâd run out of drugs sometime before they passed out last night. She knew she looked awful. She hadnât left their small beach house in two days aside when theyâd all gone for a swim at one point. She assumed the guys were best friends, maybe brothers. It didnât matter though, she couldnât even remember their names, or how sheâd gotten there.
She stood up collecting her clothes, before slipping into the bathroom and helping herself to the shower. She knew sheâd better clean up before she went home, it was bad enough both Tommy and Jaxon would lecture her for taking off without so much as a phone call, she didnât need to come home smelling like weed and sex. Then if word had gotten to Eli heâd give her a whole other lecture, she hated how hypocritical they all were. However she did worry about Jaydon, because as much as they both denied it, Jaydon was going to be just as much of a fucking train wreck as Harley, maybe even worse.
Harley sighed as he thoughts ran wild, she was just grateful her thoughts hadnât started to drift to Ben, because then sheâd really do something sheâd regret. Finally when she was all finished cleaning herself up best she could, she left a note for the boys thanking them, she didnât leave her name though. Finally she slipped out of the house and onto the warm beach of the sand. Her dress was ripped and worn, despite the fact it had been brand new the night sheâd left, her gold heels dangling from her fingers, even though sheâd cleaned up she still looked as trashy as she felt.
She walked on the beach for a while, until she decided it was finally time to go home. She called a cab and eventually she pulled out a hundred dollar bill and tossed it into the front seat as she stepped out of the car. She made her way up to the front door of the house, Jaxson and Eliâs motorcycles were gone, however Tommyâs was there and she hopped maybe he was still asleep.
She slipped inside closing the door quietly behind her only it was useless. She felt Tommyâs hand wrap around her wrist faster than she could process, he tossed her against the wall causing her body to collide with a thud and she let out a frustrated groan, already irritated with him. He pinned her against the wall and she simply smirked.
âWhere the fuck were you?!â Tommy screamed, loud enough she was sure the neighbors had heard it, but she didnât even wince, she merely shrugged, causing him to slap her across the face. She shoved him away then. âEveryone is out looking for you and your damn sister!â he yelled after her, but she ignored him. âYou go missing for two fucking days Harley⊠he trailed off grabbing her bay her hair. âLook at me.â He spun her around and forced her to look at him as he held her.
One hand around her waist the other holding her chin tightly. âWe thought you were dead.â He said and Harley could clearly hear the pain in his voice but she couldnât bring herself to care.
âI am dead.â She breathed. âIâve been dead sinc-â Tommy cut her off before she could finish.
âDonât you dare say his name.â Tommyâs voice was both begging and angry.
âBenjamin Bones.â Harley breathed like he was a ghost story, she knew exactly how to push people to their breaking point. Tommy hated Benny, because Harley had been Tommyâs until Ben had stolen her away. He slapped her so hard, she let out a pained noise and her nose started bleeding instantly.
Elijah was completely exhausted, heâd been out searching for both Jaydon and Harley for the past day in a half. However he wasnât worried about either of them in the least. They were two tough ass girls who could handle themselves and anyone would be stupid to mess with them. Still it was unusual for both of them to disappear for multiple days at a time. So, on the off chance heâs agreed to go with Jax and help him look. Heâd searched all night until heâd finally gone home to Veronica for the first time in about a week.
Sure they were married, but they didnât exactly act like a married couple. Most of the time Elijah lived with the Delgadoâs. Once in a while he slept at his own house with Veronica, but it didnât exactly feel like a home anymore and he refused to let Veronica take down any pictures, the house was practically a shrine for Sabrina and Anne and poor Veronica had to deal with it. He wasnât the only one whoâd decided to crash after a long night of looking, the youngest Delgado brother, Marky had also crashed at Eliâs.
Lijah sat up, throwing his feet over the side of the bed and burying his face in his hands. He felt Veronica start to move in bed behind him and he sighed as he sighed pulling on his pants and heading into the living room. He kicked the couch in an attempt to wake Mark up. If Jaxon or Tommy found out theyâd stopped off to sleep for a few hours theyâd give them shit for it. Eli made a pot of coffee, poring himself a cup half way full and feeling the other half with whiskey, taking a drink. His eyes landing on a picture of him and Sabrina and he sighed knowing it was time to pack the pictures away, but he couldnât bring himself to do it.
âAny news?â Marky said yawning as he rubbed the back of his neck pouring himself a cup of coffee. âI donât see what the big deal is, Harleyâs a big girl she can take care of herself and Jay, is just like Har, sometimes I think the two of them are more dangerous than any of us.â Marky smirked and Eli laughed.
âYou got that right kid.â He agreed, before hearing the familiar roar of a few engines, before it went silent. âShit, were fucked.â Eli smirked not really giving a shit. Him and marked headed out to the porch only to see Jaxon and a few of the Other Saints in his drive way only one of them was holding what appeared to be a sleeping Jaydon and Marky immediately went running to them taking his sister and carrying her past him and into the house.
âReal fucking nice Young.â Jaxon spat from the drive way as he made his way to porch âYou just decide you needed a break?â Jaxon asked clearly pissed and Eli simply shrugged.
âWell, sheâs fine isnât she?â he spat back sarcastically. âWhyâd you come here?â he asked as the small group headed inside together.â
âNo, she overdosed, we found her in a damn ally way.â Jaxon sighed as he glanced down at her on the couch and Elijah followed his eyes. âWe came her because it was closer and we figured Ronnie would be awake and youâd still be out looking.â He explained as Marky came back and placed a cold wash cloth on her head.
âRelax. Sheâll be fine. Itâs not like itâs the first time sheâs done this. Sheâll be fine.â Eli said honestly. After a while the Jaxon and the otherâs took off again, in search of Harley leaving him, Marky and a still sleeping Veronica alone to take care of Jay.