“Yeah, you look like you had one hell of a weekend.” Eli said with a smirk and she just shrugged and untied the tank top that was still wrapped around her arm, shoving if back in her bag. She looked through it briefly for a pack of cigarettes, but couldn't find any so she sighed and turned her attention back on Eli. “Your brother's pissed. You and Harley plan to go missing the same weekend to piss off Jax?” He asked and she raised an eyebrow as she watched him light a cigarette and then toss the pack to Marky. Well that had worked out better then she'd planned. If Harley had taken off too, then he'd probably been going out of his fucking mind trying to find them, which is exactly what she had wanted. “You look like you could use one Jadi.” He smirked and Marky held the cigarette pack out to her. Jade gladly took one, placing it between her lips and letting Marky light it for her before taking a long drag and blowing smoke rings.
Behind her, she heard Veronica's voice and rolled her eyes. She'd never liked Veronica. She was a nagging bitch who seemed to think that, because her and Eli were married, he should bend to her every whim. Just another reason she never wanted to be married. Once people tie the knot, they change, become more demanding of each other.
“Fuck.” Eli breathed and she glanced at him. "I’ll be right back. Please, try and stay out of trouble or Jaxon will have my head if I lose either of you.” He sighed and she smirked and nodded, watching him go before returning to blowing smoke rings at the ceiling.
"I wish you'd told someone you were leaving Jadi. It's not okay for you to just take off and leave like that." Marky said with a sigh, taking a drag off her cigarette and she smiled and turned her head towards him. Marky babied her like Jax, but she could tolerate Marky because when Mark told her she was too young for something or tried to protect her, it was more of a suggestion whereas Jaxon only knew how to order. Marky telling her she shouldn't run off was more about him expressing his worry then it was him trying to make her feel like a little kid.
The only one of her brothers who didn't baby her at all was Eli. He let her do what she wanted, and she liked that, which was why she'd sometimes spend a few days on his couch when Jaxon became unbearable. Jax may be her older brother, he may be taking over the gang soon, and she understood that he was worried about her sometimes, but just because he was going to be the new leader, did not mean he had a right to act like he was her father. Only her father could tell her what to do and get away with it. He was the only person she listened to.
"I'm fine Mark." She smirked and he sighed. "I know how to take care of myself, I always find my way back, don't I?" She asked raising a brow and he nodded with another sigh. "Do me a favor?" She asked, and he looked her over before nodding again. "Go tell Eric I'm ok? Jax is probably so worked up, he didn't even think about it." She sighed and Marky nodded, standing and kissing her forehead before grabbing his keys and heading out the door.
Alone, Jade sighed and took a drag of her cigarette before standing. She was a little lightheaded and dizzy, but she ignored it as she slipped into the kitchen to raid Eli's fridge. She still hadn't had anything to eat since the night she'd left so she was starving. She passed an angry Veronica on the way in and raised her eyebrows at Eli as she pulled the fridge open.
"Aww, trouble in paradise?" She asked with a fake pout, taking a drag off her cigarette as she looked over his food. "I'm guessing she's pissed because she can't push you around?" Jade laughed, grabbing an apple and turning to face him. "I'm telling you, get the bitch a dog. One of those little yappy ones she can dress up and cart around in her purse." She shrugged and laughed, knowing she was being bitchy, but not really caring. "Her need to control every waking moment of someone's life will be filled and she'll never bother you again. Maybe I should try it with Jax. Which to you think he'll like better, a chihuahua or a shih tzu?" She said with a smirk as she took a bite out of the apple.
Ben moved quickly to pull his clothes on, trying to be quiet, but eventually, the girl woke and sat up, looking him over. "Damn, you got somewhere to be?" She asked, smirking and he glanced at her and shrugged.
"Yeah, kinda." He sighed, running his fingers through his hair and shooting a glance towards the door before grabbing his shirt and pulling it on over his head.
She moved quickly to the edge of the bed before he could get away and grabbed his belt loops, pulling him back over to her as her fingers started to undo his jeans. "Wait, you don't have to go yet." She breathed and he rolled his eyes and pushed her away, bending down to kiss her on the lips.
"Actually, I do." He breathed against her lips before turning and heading for the door, grabbing the handle.
"Bones, wait." She said again, making his whole body tense. He was pretty sure he hadn't told her his name. He was stupid for going to that bar, but he wasn't stupid enough to give away his name. He turned and looked at her and she raised a brow with a wicked smirk, climbing out of the bed and walking over to him, grabbing his hand. Her fingers traced the bone tattoos on his fingers as she brought her lips close to his ear. "That's right, I know who you are." She breathed in his ear with a laugh.
"Not only is Harley a friend of mine, but I fuck Jax from time to time." She shrugged. "Besides, I'm a bartender at their daddy's bar, when they were looking for you, they gave me a picture and told me to look out for you." She shrugged and he sighed. Fuck. Now he'd done it.
"You walk out that door, and I go straight to Jax with the news that Bones isn't pushing up daisies like he's supposed to be." She laughed in his ear. "Or maybe I'll tell Harley all about the guy I just spent the last two days in bed with. Can't wait to see her face when my description matches her memory of you perfectly."
Benji knew it was stupid to piss the girl off if she was a Saint and knew who he was, but he knew a trap when he saw one. She wasn't trying to get him to stay because she wanted to keep fucking him. His hand shot out and wrapped tightly around her throat and he bent forward, pushing her, forcing he'd to had knees with a wicked smirk, face hovering inches over hers.
"You think I'm a fucking idiot Mimi?" He spat and she didn't answer. She couldn't. He was restricting her air. "You knew who I was from the start, didn't you babe?" He smirked. "So you invited me here and let me stay here for the past two days while you waited for your stupid boyfriend of husband to get home, isn't that right?" He asked and she just glared at him so he slapped her because he was pissed that she'd played him.
"You see, you spend three years pretending to be a dead man, you learn a few things. I'm not stupid. I know if I stay here, whoever the fuck you're with will walk through that door and you two will gladly take me to Jax and be glad to rake in whatever he rewards you with." Benji's grip tightened on her throat and he could see tears starting to run down her face, as her whole body trembled like she was terrified. "But I also know you Saints are notorious for living up to your word. I have no doubt that, no matter how much I threaten, your ass will be at that phone calling Jax the minute I walk out of here." He hissed, pulling out his gun and pressing it against her head. "What do you suggest we do about that Mimi?" He asked and now she was really trembling, and she'd probably be crying loudly too if he didn't have his hand so tightly around her throat.
"Kill me." She gasped and he raised a brow. "Go ahead, I called my husband already while you were asleep to get him to come home. He knows." Ben rolled his eyes, irritated.
"Fuck Mimi, I have places to be, but I guess I'll just have to wait here for him." He shrugged. "You're a good fuck." He breathed, leaning in close and placing his gun in her mouth. "But your stupid mouth had to go and ruin everything, didn't it?" He smirked and pulled the trigger, releasing her body with a sigh and stepping over her, ducking into the closet to wait for her husband to come home so he could kill him too and pray that he hadn't had time to tell anyone yet or that, when the Saints finally did find the bodies, it wouldn't start a war between the gangs.