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Benjamin Bones

"Don't trust me, I'll only let you down.

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a character in “Ride or Die”, as played by desire99600

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❝Loving someone is impossibly hard when what's good for them is what's bad for you.❞



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| Full Name |
"I'm the fifth in a long line of Benjamins." Benjamin Bradly Bones

| Nickname |
"Take your pick." Benjamin doesn't really go by his full name. Sure, you could call him his full name if you'd like, but seeing as the name not only belonged to his father, but his grandfather as well, people tend to switch it up in order to avoid confusion. Typically, he just goes by Ben, it's the most common nickname he gets, but his family calls him Ben Jr. He also has a couple close friends that call him Benji, and he doesn't mind this either. Other than this, his sisters sometimes call him Benny. To his gang though, he's just Bones because it's considerably more badass then Benji or Benny.

| Age |
"I probably shouldn't still be alive but I've become somewhat of an expert at cheating death." Twenty-five years-old

| Gender |
"Does Ben sound like a girl's name?" Male

| Role |
"I really did love her." The Ex-boyfriend




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Piercings
Benji currently has no piercings. When he was younger, he used to have a stud in one of his ears, but he doesn't wear it anymore.
Scars
Ben has too many scars to count. With some of the shit he's lived through, he's lucky to even be alive. Coming out unscathed would be asking way too much. He's got more than one bullet scar in both his back and his chest, as well as one on the upper part of his right arm along with these, he's also got multiple knife scars, but the most prominent is on his lower abs. This wound nearly took his life.
Tattoos
Unlike a lost of the other guys, Ben doesn't have very many tattoos. What he does have, is a skull on his upper left arm and bones on his right hand. He also has a small motorcycle silhouette tattooed on the inside of his left middle finger with a small H next to it for Harley, though know one knows what it means.




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| Likes |
❤ Drugs
❤ Parties
❤ Dogs
❤ Sex
❤ Motorcycles
❤ Nightime
❤ Fighting
❤ Smoking
❤ Guns

| Dislikes |
✖ Being told what to do
✖ Stupid people
✖ Having to be responsible
✖ Tea
✖ Being away from Harley
✖ "Catty" women
✖ Letting his father down
✖ Being told no
✖ Being lied to

| Fears |
"I'm pretty fearless."
Letting his family down → Ben isn't afraid of a whole lot. He's always getting himself into dangerous situations. However, he is afraid of letting his family down. He knows they expect a lot of him and he wants to be able to live up to their expectations, he's just afraid he can't.
Being the leader → As the leader of his gang's only son, Benji knows that, when his father goes, he'll be expected to take over. He's not the most responsible guy in the world however, so he's afraid he won't be able to follow in his father's footsteps.
Never seeing Harley again → Benji knows he has to stay away from Harley or her family will kill him, so he does, but he is afraid he'll never see her again. She was everything to him at one point, and he really needs her, but he can't have her and he's afraid he'll lose it because he misses her so much.



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"You'll never get anywhere with a bad attitude." Benji is the kind of guy who doesn't do what he's told, doesn't take no for an answer, and doesn't seem to know when to stop. He's pretty carefree, despite the shitty life he's lived, he tends to have a generally positive attitude. Not because the shit he's been through doesn't hurt him or because he's come to terms with it and moved on though. The only reason he has the ability to laugh still is because he's completely and utterly careless.

A long time ago, he decided it's better not to care so he doesn't. He does things without thinking about how it will affect people around him and, honestly, without really giving a damn. To him, life is a big game, and, as far as he's concerned, there's never an inappropriate time to make a sarcastic crack. He's a wise ass, always using crude humor to cover up what he's really feeling without giving a shit about who it hurts.

Only one girl in the world has ever been able to make him own up to his feelings and, when he was with her, he was a different person entirely. She was the only person who's ever made him want to be responsible and he was going to marry her, but she got ripped away from him and losing Harley was the hardest things he's ever done.

Now, he spends every waking minute of every day trying to get over her. He sleeps with random women almost every night, uses and abuses anything that'll get him high, and drinks way more than is healthy. He gets into fights just because it's the only way he even knows how to vent anymore, and that makes his temper dangerous. He never used to have such a horrible temper, but now that he doesn't know how to feel anymore, when he's angry and beating the shit out of someone, it's like he's channeling all those bottled up emotions into every swing of his fist. Once he gets started, there's no stopping him. He'll kill without so much as blinking.

The one thing Benji finds peace in still is riding. He'll get on his bike and ride for miles just to clear his head, only the problem is, he can't keep going. He's had fantasies of kidnapping Harley, getting on his bike, and taking off. All he wants is his bike, the road, and Harley, but he knows he can't have any of it. He has to stay with his family. He has to be his father's son and someday, take over the role of leader.

To leave would be letting his father down and, as much as he hates the life he's been born into, he knows taking off isn't an option. He wasn't raised to run away from his problems. The only problem he ever ran from was loving Harley and it's absolutely killing him.




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| History |
"It's been a long road, but I'm still here." Benji is his father's only son and the oldest child in his family. His father and mother had the rare privilege of being totally and completely in love. They were each other's everything.

After Benji, there was Sarah, then came Kellie, and finally, the twins Roxie and Parker, all girls. His mother was a hopeless drug addict, Benji doubted there's ever been a day in her life when she wasn't high, but it didn't change the fact that she had the biggest heart he'd ever seen in a person. She loved him and his sisters very much, even if she wasn't very good at mothering. Her problem was that she was just irresponsible. Her mothering skills were that of a six year-old with a goldfish.

His father, on the other hand, would have made an excellent parent, if he was ever around, because when he was, he was great. Ben looks up to no one the way he looks up to his father because he was the only person in the world who could make his mother pull her shit together and realize she was a mother and she had responsibilities. He would come home, get the household back into shape, knock some sense into her, and then leave again, and it would work for a few days, until he'd have to take over again to take care of his sisters because his mother forgot to feed them or didn't come home for long amounts of time.

When he was eleven, his father taught him how to use his first gun. When he was fourteen, he shot someone for the first time.

Since that day, his life became even more of a mess than it already was. He started working for his father, and threw himself into some of the most dangerous jobs on purpose because he was a stupidly arrogant kid with no sense of danger at all. He can't even begin to count the number of times he'd nearly been killed.

When he was sixteen, his mother died of an overdose while his father was gone and, when he came home, he was utterly devastated. Her death changed his father a lot. He became cruel, cold, and closed off. Benji had always been raised to believe that family was the most important thing in the world, but suddenly it was all about the gang and work.

When he was eighteen, his senior year of highschool, was when he met Harley. He fell in love the first time he saw her smile and he knew just by looking at her he'd marry her someday. At that point, he was an irresponsible little shit who didn't give fuck about anyone or anything, and the last thing anyone would ever expect out of him was marriage, but looking at her, he knew she was it.

She gave him hell, making him chase, but eventually, he finally caught her and they were together for four years. Halfway through their third year together, he proposed. He'd never loved anyone more and he knew, if there was ever a person he wanted to spend the rest of his life with it was her.

To his happiness, she accepted, only her family didn't. She told them about the proposal, and he knew who she was and who they were from the start. He knew, not only would her family not approve, but neither would his.

Suddenly, her family had it out for him and his father and every single one of his sisters but Roxie was pressuring him to break it off. He didn't know what to do, until eventually, the pressure became too much and he turned to his father for help. His father suggested faking his dead to get the Delgados off his back, so, with his help, he did.

That was three years ago. He's been missing her every single day since and it's driving him absolutely nuts that he can't see her anymore. He's pretty much reverted back into the careless, arrogant asshole he was before her, turning off all emotions to try and keep her out of his head, hurting people left and right without so much as a second thought, not really caring anymore.




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The Mighty Fall
Fall Out Boy
[Big Sean]
Oh God!
Sean Don
Fall Out Boy!

Did-did-did you trip down 12 steps into Malibu, ooh, ooh
(Malibu, ooh, ooh, ooh,)
So why the hell is there a light that's keeping us forever, uh, uh, uh
Bel Air baby, did you get dressed up?
Pretty pout, pout
(While you bottomed out out)
I can't stop it when there's chemicals keeping us together
Uh, uh, uh, I'm singing

Whoa, how the mighty fall
The mighty fall
The mighty fall
They fall in love
How the mighty fall
The mighty fall
The mighty fall
Oh, how the mighty fall in love

Your crooked love is just a pyramid scheme
And I'm dizzy on dreams (and I'm dizzy on dreams)
But if you ask me two's a whole lot lonelier than one
B-baby we should have left our love in the gutter where we found it
(Gutter where we found it)
'Cause you think, you think your only crime is that you got caught
I'm singing

Whoa, how the mighty fall
The mighty fall
The mighty fall
They fall in love
How the mighty fall
The mighty fall
The mighty fall
Oh, how the mighty fall in love

It's getting clear
You're never coming clean
So I'll lock you up inside
And swallow, swallow the key

[Big Sean]
Yeah. Hello?
Yeah, I know you said not to call unless I'm dying
Well, I'm driving and I can't stop staring at my eyelids
But even though my eyes closed, I still see you
I just hope that when you see me I'm not see-through
You know how we do
Some times I swear, I need a day just for me to lay
With some T and A,
But the way we, the way we do is deeper
Baby straight up chemistry DNA
Make me wanna give you every dollar out my B of A
Like, I let her climb on top
I'm either fuckin' or workin', so the grind don't stop
They say I got screws missing, well, hell, only when I'm missing you
And, hell, yeah, I'm a dick, girl, addicted to you

Whoa, how the mighty fall
The mighty fall
The mighty fall
They fall in love
How the mighty fall
The mighty fall
The mighty fall
Oh how the mighty fall in love

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A Martyr For My Love For You
The White Stripes
She was sixteen and six feet tall
In a crowd of teenagers comin' out of the zoo
She stumbled started to slip and fall
Teeter-tottered on the top of patent leather shoes
I happened to catch her and said,
"maybe these ruby shoes are a little cumbersome for you"

Maybe for you, now

But not as shaky as I must have seemed
Talkin' junk through her giggle, little teenage dream
And on the phone I could not compete
My dumb-love fake competence was getting weak
For a sec' I thought I sounded sweet
But sure 'nough in a gruff, faint voice
I heard myself speak

[Chorus:]
I could stay a while
But sooner or later I'll break your smile
And I can tell a joke
But one of these days I'm bound to choke
And we could share a kiss
But I feel like I can't go through with this
And I bet we could build a home
But I know the right thing for me to do
Is to leave you alone

Leave you alone, now

I'm beginning to like you
So you probably won't get what I'm going to do
I'm walkin' away from you
It probably don't make much sense to you
But I'm trying to save you
From all of the things that I'll probably say or do

I'll probably do

[Chorus:]
I could stay a while
But sooner or later I'll break your smile
And I can tell a joke
But one of these days I'm bound to choke
And we might share a kiss
But I feel like a can't go through with this
And I bet we could build a home
But I know the right thing for me to do
Is to leave you alone

Leave you alone, now

You'll probably call me a fool
And say I'm doin' exactly what a coward would do
And I'm beginning to like you
What a shame it's a lame way to live
But what can I do?
I hope you appreciate what I do

I'm a martyr for my love for you
A martyr for my love for you, now
A martyr for my love for you
A martyr for my love for you


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So begins...

Benjamin Bones's Story

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Character Portrait: Jayden Delgado Character Portrait: Harley Delgado Character Portrait: Benjamin Bones Character Portrait: Elijah Youngblood
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Harley’s 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 she’d been reminded by the date on the back of a photo they’d take the day before his death, she’d gone out and gotten completely fucked up. She’d 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 she’d 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. They’d run out of drugs sometime before they passed out last night. She knew she looked awful. She hadn’t left their small beach house in two days aside when they’d all gone for a swim at one point. She assumed the guys were best friends, maybe brothers. It didn’t matter though, she couldn’t even remember their names, or how she’d gotten there.

She stood up collecting her clothes, before slipping into the bathroom and helping herself to the shower. She knew she’d 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 didn’t need to come home smelling like weed and sex. Then if word had gotten to Eli he’d 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 hadn’t started to drift to Ben, because then she’d really do something she’d regret. Finally when she was all finished cleaning herself up best she could, she left a note for the boys thanking them, she didn’t 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 she’d left, her gold heels dangling from her fingers, even though she’d 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 Eli’s motorcycles were gone, however Tommy’s 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 Tommy’s 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.
“Where the fuck were you?!” Tommy screamed, loud enough she was sure the neighbors had heard it, but she didn’t even wince, she merely shrugged, causing him to slap her across the face. She shoved him away then. “Everyone is out looking for you and your damn sister!” he yelled after her, but she ignored him. “You go missing for two fucking days Harley… he trailed off grabbing her bay her hair. “Look at me.” 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. “We thought you were dead.” He said and Harley could clearly hear the pain in his voice but she couldn’t bring herself to care.

“I am dead.” She breathed. “I’ve been dead sinc-“ Tommy cut her off before she could finish.

“Don’t you dare say his name.” Tommy’s voice was both begging and angry.

“Benjamin Bones.” 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 Tommy’s until Ben had stolen her away. He slapped her so hard, she let out a pained noise and her nose started bleeding instantly.



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Elijah was completely exhausted, he’d been out searching for both Jaydon and Harley for the past day in a half. However he wasn’t 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 he’s agreed to go with Jax and help him look. He’d searched all night until he’d finally gone home to Veronica for the first time in about a week.

Sure they were married, but they didn’t exactly act like a married couple. Most of the time Elijah lived with the Delgado’s. Once in a while he slept at his own house with Veronica, but it didn’t 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 wasn’t the only one who’d decided to crash after a long night of looking, the youngest Delgado brother, Marky had also crashed at Eli’s.

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 they’d stopped off to sleep for a few hours they’d 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 couldn’t bring himself to do it.

“Any news?” Marky said yawning as he rubbed the back of his neck pouring himself a cup of coffee. “I don’t see what the big deal is, Harley’s 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.” Marky smirked and Eli laughed.

“You got that right kid.” He agreed, before hearing the familiar roar of a few engines, before it went silent. “Shit, were fucked.” 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.

“Real fucking nice Young.” Jaxon spat from the drive way as he made his way to porch “You just decide you needed a break?” Jaxon asked clearly pissed and Eli simply shrugged.


“Well, she’s fine isn’t she?” he spat back sarcastically. “Why’d you come here?” he asked as the small group headed inside together.”

“No, she overdosed, we found her in a damn ally way.” Jaxon sighed as he glanced down at her on the couch and Elijah followed his eyes. “We came her because it was closer and we figured Ronnie would be awake and you’d still be out looking.” He explained as Marky came back and placed a cold wash cloth on her head.

“Relax. She’ll be fine. It’s not like it’s the first time she’s done this. She’ll be fine.” Eli said honestly. After a while the Jaxon and the other’s took off again, in search of Harley leaving him, Marky and a still sleeping Veronica alone to take care of Jay.



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Jade had always been a little too reckless. She was barely sixteen and yet she'd seen and done more than most eighty year-olds. Things that, as the youngest, her brothers and father used to try and protect her from, but their protecting and sheltering had only made her that much more eager to get into them. She'd been around drug addicts, bikers, and murderers her entire life, most of which were pretty intimidating just to be near. Even her sister, Harley had something about her that made it clear to people that she wasn't like the other girls in their world, useful only for one thing.

Somehow though, Jade had ended up the baby. The one stuck with the sweet face that made everyone seem to think she needed protecting, and it did nothing but piss her off. She hated when people sheltered her, and when they told her not to do something, it only made her want it that much more, even if she didn't entirely understand what she was getting herself into. She had a huge problem with people undermining her ability to handle herself.

Which is exactly how she'd ended up in an alleyway, unable so high she couldn't even remember her own name. She was always doing stupid shit to test the people around her, or to get back at them for pissing her off. She liked making people worry, pushing them around, driving them nuts. It was a hobby of hers to get into trouble and drive all her brothers utterly out of their minds with concern. She'd been doing it for years.

So when she'd stumbled home drunk at three in the morning only to be lectured for an hour and a half by her oldest brother Jaxon, Jade had taken it upon herself to show him she wasn't a fucking kid. She'd sat through his lecture quietly, nodding when she had to, promising not to do it again, letting him think he had won before heading upstairs to her room to "get some sleep".

Instead, she'd slipped out her window and across the backyard. At first, she'd thought about going to Eric's, but she knew that, when they found her missing, that was the first place they'd look. Besides, what was the fun of getting into trouble if she was going to play it safe and sneak off to her boyfriend's house? If she was going to cause trouble, she was going to do it her way. Reckless, crazy, and completely dangerous.

So, despite having money to call herself a cab or even take a bus, Jade had hitchhiked, hoping in the car with the first guy who'd stopped to pick her up. After that, the weekend blurred in and out. They'd gone quite a ways and spent two whole days partying. She was somewhere she couldn't even name, with people she didn't know, and pretty much no way of contacting home, but she didn't give a shit. She'd run away more than once before. The longest she'd ever stayed missing was two months, and when they finally found her, she was pretty much near death. Jaxon had put her under house arrest for a long time after that one.

Things over the weekend were hazy. She remembered sleeping with several different guys, and at one point, woke up in a trashed hotel room in nothing but her underwear, having no idea how she'd even gotten there. She'd grabbed a man's t-shirt off the floor, a bottle of whiskey, and her bag before slipping out the door and down the hall, head so dizzy she couldn't even walk straight.

She remembered the sun being so excruciatingly bright, she couldn't stand it, so after a few minutes of walking down the street, probably looking like some homeless meth-head, she'd ducked into an empty, dark alley and leaned against the wall, throwing up pretty much nothing but liquor, seeing as she hadn't eaten a single thing since she'd left.

After that, she'd slid to the ground, tied a tank top she found in her bag tightly around her arm and shot up, eyes so blurry she didn't even realize she'd taken way too much and passed out completely.

She'd felt someone nudging her at one point, and she'd woken, but couldn't get her eyes to focus enough to see who it was, and for all she knew it could be some psychopath, so she'd fumbled in her bag for a minute before weakly pulling her gun on the person. She was so high, she would have shot her own brother right in the face had she not passed out all over again.

The next time she woke, she could hear voices, and someone was holding her in their arms. This time, she was clearer than the last, so she could see a little better, but the sunlight was so fucking bright, she'd just given up and closed her eyes again until the person carried her inside and lay her down, pressing something cold on her forehead.

Jade rolled her head to the side and blinked her eyes a few times, letting her vision focus to see Marky, crouching there next to the couch and she smirked and reached out, placing a hand on his shoulder, using it to help her sit up, not caring in the least bit if the tried to baby her and make her lay down, fighting through the way her head spun and she nearly passed out again. "Fuck," she breathed, rubbing her temples as she glanced around the room, realizing she was in Eli's house. "You boys have a fun weekend? I sure as hell did." She breathed with a smirk, glancing at Eli and Marky, secretly glad Jaxon wasn't there, knowing he wouldn't even bother to wait until she was feeling a little bit better, he'd just start ripping into her.



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Ben was no stranger to waking up in the morning having no idea what had happened the previous night. Usually, there was a girl in his bed, and he'd ask her, she'd tell him, he'd remember, and then he'd kick her out. Only, this time, there wasn't just one night missing from his memory. There were several. And he wasn't in his own bed.

He had no idea where the fuck he was or who the girl laying on his chest was, or how he'd gotten there, or even what day it was. All he knew was that it was sunny as fuck in the room and it was pissing him off. Ever since his fake death, his father hadn't let him anywhere near the Saints. He still did work for him, but nothing that involved the rival gang, just in case one of them recognized him, or, god forbid he run into Harley. He was banned from going anywhere he might run into a Saint.

But that didn't mean he didn't push the envelope. It had been three years, and he'd mostly managed to stay away, knowing it was better for Harley anyway if he wasn't a part of her life, but there were times when he just couldn't. Sometimes things got dark for him, he couldn't get her out of his head, and he felt like if he didn't see her, he'd die. So he'd blatanly break his father's rules.

He'd go places he was likely to run into a Saint, knowing that he was gambling with death. If the wrong one happened to walk through the door, like Jaxon or Eli, he knew they wouldn't be taking any chances of him coming back from the dead a second time. They wouldn't hesitate to shoot him dead on the spot.

However, he was always kind of hoping it would be Harley who walked through the door and saw him, and then the whole fucking lie would be over and he wouldn't have to hide from her anymore. Even if she didn't want him anymore, at the very least, he wouldn't have to live with the fact that, every day he was still alive, was another day he was lying to her. It had been three years and he still had yet to get over the whole fucking thing. His father had promised him he'd fix everything back when he'd faked his death, but nothing felt fixed, he just felt like a coward who ran from his problems and running was something he'd never done before.

Benji glanced down at the girl on his chest, trying to place a name with a face, but he couldn't she her face. She had long black hair that was covering it, so he moved her hair gently and she moaned softly and turned on her side, revealing a tattoo on the back of her shoulder that finally made things fall into place for him.

She was the property of a Saint. Whether she was a whore, a girlfriend, or a wife, he didn't know, but the familiar Saints tattoo on the back of her shoulder was indication enough. Meaning he'd broken down again and tried to "run into" Harley, and that realization helped him remember why. A couple nights ago had been the anniversary of their engagement. He'd been missing her so he'd gone to her father's bar, knowing it was almost suicide but not caring.

Luckily, most of the Saints had been gone, dealing with whatever crisis they were dealing with so, thankfully, Jaxon hadn't walked in. Still, that meant Harley hadn't either, so he'd gone home with the bartender, the girl who's bed he was currently in and hadn't left for the past two days.

"Oh fuck." He breathed and stood, throwing his clothes on as quickly as possible, hoping to get out the door, or maybe even window before she woke. He couldn't be there when her angry boyfriend, or owner, or husband, or whoever the fuck he was walked in the door or three years of keeping himself under their radar would be thrown out the window in an instant and he'd be taken to Jaxon and dead within the hour.

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After he’d slapped her the second time the fight had only escalated until he had her pinned on the floor and gun to her head. Only he wasn’t scared, her eyes were begging him to do it, to pull the trigger but he couldn’t. After that they’d fucked and when he finally rolled off of her she rolled onto her side and pulled the blankets over her head. She heard him sigh before he slipped out of the room and she fell asleep.

She wasn’t sure how long she’d been asleep, but she knew it wasn’t long, when she felt someone nudging her awake. However it was pulled the sheet off her head and Harley groaned miserably as the person continued to nudge her. Finally she opened her eyes, to her older brother.

“Harley, where the fuck were you?” he asked and it was obvious he’d been worried but she didn’t care all that much. “You had us all sick.” He shook his head. She didn’t answer right away, she sat up wrapping the sheet around her.

“You mind if we talk about this when I’m dressed. Get the fuck out.” She spat. He rolled his eyes slipped out of her bedroom and she slammed the door behind him. She made her way to her drawers, dropping the sheet. She slipped her bra and underwear, before slipping on a tight pair of jeans and a cut off shit that showed of her belly button piercing. She did her make-up, heavy eyeliner like always, finally she pulled her long hip length blonde hair into a high ponytail.

She looked like herself again, rough around the edges but still completely beautiful and she almost hated herself for being beautiful, because on the inside she felt ugly. She slipped out of her bedroom and made her way into the kitchen where Jaxon and Tommy were sitting at the kitchen table and they both glanced to her looking her over like they were ready to give her an intervention. She reached into one of the cabinets pulling out a bottle of vodka and taking a swig from it, she heard Tommy scoff from behind her which only pissed her off.

She opened her mouth to smart off only her brother cut her off. “Har, we need to have a family discussion right now.” Jaxon stated like he was her father and not her brother and she scoffed and pressed the bottle to her lips, before setting it on the counter next to her and lighting a cigarette.

“Alright.” Her voice was sarcastic as he eyes flicked to Tommy. “But, he’s not family.”

“God, Damn it Harley I’m your fiancé.” Tommy spat and Harley shrugged as she took a drag off her cigarette.

“Harley, Jade went missing too. You guys are out of control. She looks up to you and now she’s acting just like you. I’m sick of it.” Jaxon spat as he stood up and took a threatening step towards her. Only Harley wasn’t scared of him like everyone else was, in fact she liked pushing him, he’d never hit her, but she knew it was only a matter of time before her did.

“Really…were blaming Jaydon being a party girl on me?” she laughed. “She’s a Delgado, you and Eli were worse than her when you were her age, so don’t give me that shit. Let her do what she wants. Your only driving her away by trying to control her, thought you were smart enough to figure that out Jax.” She smirked and she watched his fists clench. “I’m going to the bar.” She said simply grabbing her keys before slipping out of the house.



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Elijah was one of the only ones who didn’t fuel Jaydon by worrying about her or babying her. He knew that it only pissed her off and he knew that she acted up more when Jaxon tried telling her what to do or control her. He loved her, but he knew that she was a smart girl and if something were really wrong she’d find a way to get a hold of Harley at the very least. That was the only reason Eli and Jaxon didn’t get along these days, because Jaxon was too concerned with keeping his sisters innocent and protected because they had that Delgado name, where Eli let them do what they wanted and was there for them when they need him.

"Fuck," Jaydon breathed and he glanced up at her as he finished off the last of his coffee before setting it down on the table. "You boys have a fun weekend? I sure as hell did." She breathed with that famous Delgado smirk.

Eli watched her from where he sat across from her on the other couch. She was wild, just like her sister and beautiful and he honestly wished that she’d realize how young she was. He’d kind of always hoped she’d be the one to get out of the gang and go to college. He knew however that was only wishful thinking, because once you were in it was near impossible to get out and if you were born into it, you lived the life until the day you died.

“Yeah, you look like you had one hell of a weekend.” He smirked. “Your brothers pissed. You and Harley plan to go missing the same weekend to piss off Jax?” he asked with a smirk. In all honesty Lijah found her rebelliousness amusing. He lit himself a cigarette before tossing the pack to Marky and he lit on for himself as well. “You look like you could use one Jadi.” He smirked wickedly as he lend back against the couch and took a drag blowing the smoke up at the ceiling.

“What the hell?” He heard Veronica’s voice and she didn’t sound happy. He sighed. “A little bit of a warning would have been nice Elijah.” She spat before slipping into the kitchen.

“Fuck.” He breathed. She was always nagging him or getting pissed off at him for the stupidest shit. “I’ll be right back. Please, try and stay out of trouble of Jaxon will have my head if I lose either of you.” He sighed as he slipped into the kitchen after Veronica. He came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her as he kissed down her neck, he could tell just by the way she tensed she wanted to fight. She turned to face him before shoving him away.

“What the fuck is wrong with you, I’m your wife Eli. Not some halfway house were you can just drop by whenever you want and bring along the stray cats.” He spat and his fist as clenched had he been high he’d have slapped her no questions asked.

“This is my house.” He hissed through his teeth. “And, that’s my family you’re talking about. Why don’t you do what your good at sweetheart, take my credit card and go spend my fucking money and get the hell out of her before I do something I’ll regret.” He said harshly and she shook her head like she couldn’t believe he’d taken their side. She pushed past him slipping back into their room and he sighed leaning against counter running his fingers through his hair.



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“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.




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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.

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Harley had taken her 69’ Mustang down to the bar and parked it around the back. She loved the Saints bar, mostly because he dad had loved it so much. She’d started working there when she was sixteen and she’d work there on and off since then. Most the guys told her that she was the best bartender. Not only did she know how to make some of the best drinks, but she wasn’t afraid to kick someone out or get between two huge tatted up bikers to break up a fight. What her father had yet to tell Jaxon or Eli was that he was leaving the bar to Harley.

She unlocked the back door and pushed it open. The Bar had been closed for the last week for remodeling. She turned on the lights and sighed when she saw what it looked like, it was exactly how her father had explained it and tears rimmed her eyes. Harley held herself together when people were watching, however when she was alone everything seemed to be a million times worse. She tried to act like losing her father wasn’t killing her, but it was tearing her apart. That’s why she rarely went to visit him anymore it was too much for her to handle.

The Delgado family had never really had bad luck, but over the past few years they’d had the worst luck. Eli had lost his family, she’d lost Ben, and now she was losing her father. She made her way through the bar, putting down the stools and chairs, before she came across clothes that looked like they belonged to Mimi. She rolled her eyes already having figured out what was going on. Above the bar there was a small apartment that her friend Mimi occupied rent free, her job was simple she was the full time bartender. Often times however she took guys up to her room after the bar closed.

Harley made her way upstairs, knocking on the door but with no answer she sighed. “I really fucking hope your decent Mimi.” She called through the door before pushing it open only to find her friend dead in a pool of her own blood. “Shit. Mimi.” Harley breathed.

It honestly didn’t surprise her, simply because of the guys that Mimi was always taking up stairs. Ex-convicts and criminals on the run, Harley shook her head before realizing that the blood was fresh. She pulled her gun from her waistline as she glanced around the room. She wasn’t taking any chances if the person was still there. However she figured whoever killed her had to of run off the second they did it, especially seeing as they were on Saints land. She pulled out her phone, dialing Jaxon’s number to have him get rid of the body.



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Almost as soon as Veronica had stormed out of the kitchen, Jaydon had sauntered in. However she looked pale and weak and he could guarantee she hadn’t eaten in quite some time. He watched as she went straight to the fridge.

"Aww, trouble in paradise?" she asked with a fake pout and he rolled his eyes. There’d never been a paradise with Ronnie, there marriage had been a mistake, but Eli wasn’t a quitter and he’d stupidly made the mistake of marrying her, so he was paying the consequences. "I'm guessing she's pissed because she can't push you around? 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 suggested and Eli couldn’t help but laugh. [b]"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?"

It was nice to carry on a conversation with someone other than Jaxon, the arrogant bikers, or Veronica. Jaydon was the youngest however she sometimes seemed even more mature then her older brothers. He got along a lot better with Jaydon, because just like him she didn’t sugar coat things and she did what she wanted. He saw a lot of himself in her, before he’d had to grow up and face the cruel reality of the world they lived in.

“That’s a brilliant suggestion Jae.” He smirked. “But, I’d rather not sacrifice a poor dog, for my own selfish need to escape the wicked witch.” He said honestly as he watched her eat her apple. “As far as Jax, he’s definitely a Shih tzu kind of guy.” He shrugged.

He’d always felt a stronger connection with Jaydon, he’d just always ignored it, because he knew it wasn’t right and they didn’t needed something that fucked up, they had enough shit to deal with. He made his way over to the chair pushing into the island counter in the center of his kitchen and pulled it out gesturing for her to sit down.

“Why don’t you let me make you something to eat.” He smirked. “You know I’m a damn good cook.” He chuckled. “Plus you look like you could use it, skin and bones isn’t a good look for you.” He said holding her eyes.



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“That’s a brilliant suggestion Jae.” He smirked and she just gave a "your welcome" shrug as she took another bite of the apple. “But, I’d rather not sacrifice a poor dog, for my own selfish need to escape the wicked witch.” He said and she laughed. “As far as Jax, he’s definitely a Shih tzu kind of guy.” He shrugged and she smirked, imagining Jaxon doting on a small, obnoxiously hairy dog.

Jae loved spending time with Eli. He laughed at her jokes and, unlike pretty much the rest of her family, he treated her like an adult. He took her seriously, not like some stupid kid. He always had, even back when he was babysitting her and she was a little kid, he'd always let her do her own thing, only stepping in if it was something he thought she couldn't handle. Not even Eric took her seriously sometimes and he was only two years older than her.

“Why don’t you let me make you something to eat.” He said, pulling a chair our for her, gesturing to it and she smirked and took another bit of her apple. “You know I’m a damn good cook.” He chuckled. “Plus you look like you could use it, skin and bones isn’t a good look for you.” He said and she raised her eyebrows.

"Thanks for the beauty tips princess, I'll make a mental note to cross anorexia off my list of things to try." She smirked and went to the chair he'd pulled out for her, deciding to let him take care of her a little because she was too exhausted to do it herself. She felt like if she stood another second, she might pass out again. "Thanks." She breathed as she tossed the core of her apple across the kitchen into the trash can and leaned back in her seat, lighting another cigarette.




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Ben waited in the closet for a while, gun ready before there was a knock at her door and he cursed under his breath. It couldn't be her husband, he wouldn't knock on his own door. Whoever the fuck it was, he hoped they'd just leave, because he really didn't want to have to leave three bodies. He hadn't even really wanted to kill Mimi, but he'd had to. He couldn't take her word for it that she wouldn't tell if he let her live.

“I really fucking hope you're decent Mimi.” The person on the other side of the door called and his jaw clenched. Fucking hell. Of course it had to be Harley. “Shit. Mimi.” He heard her breathe and Ben waited a moment, hoping maybe she'd leave. If she left to go get someone, he could jump out the window into the alley below and get the fuck out of there before she was back.

However, he heard the faint clicking of her dialing a number on her phone and he knew he wasn't going to be that lucky. Fuck. He couldn't let her call Jax. If Jaxon showed up, he'd search the place and find him in an instant. He really didn't want to have to face Harley again after three years, but he'd rather take his chances with the girl who used to love him than her brother who'd practically put a price on his head.

So he moved quickly, before she could finish dialing. He knew Harley, she'd be armed so he couldn't just focus on knocking the phone out of her hand. So, in one swift motion, he jumped out of the closet at her, knocked the phone out of her one hand, and grabbed her wrist with the gun tightly, swinging her around so that he had her face pressed tightly against the wall and her arm twisted up and behind her back at an angle that, if she even tried to get away, she'd break her own arm.

Ben squeezed her wrist so tightly, he knew if he even so much as twitched his grip a little tighter, he'd break her bones, but it did the trick and got her hand to release the gun. Once she was disarmed, he pushed her harder against the wall and pressed his gun against the back of her head. His heart was racing, just being so close to her after such a long time, but he couldn't let that fuck up the fact that he had to talk her down from calling her brother. "Sorry baby, I can't let you call Jax. I'm willing to bet that bastard still wants me dead."

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She was coming down from her high and she was starting to feel a head ach coming on all she wanted was Jaxon to take care of the problem in front of her, so she could continue to finish opening the bar. She needed a drink and a cigarette. However, before she could finish dialing her brother’s number, someone attacked her faster than she could react, knocking the phone from her hand.

In one smooth motion, whoever it was turned her before she managed to catch there face and shoved her into the wall. They grabbed the wrist of the hand that held her gun and twisted it up behind her as they pinned her body to the wall. The person held her so tight, she knew that fighting to try and get away would only get her killed faster. He squeezed her wrist tighter causing her to drop the gun, before he pushed her against the wall harder and she was starting to get really fucking pissed. Finally she felt whoever it was push the cold, familiar hard metal of a gun against the back of her head and she prepared herself for the worst, but she hadn’t quite prepared herself enough.

"Sorry baby, was all she’d heard and her heart just about stopped. It was the way he’d said it. His voice hadn’t mattered, there had been several guys voices in the past that she’d mistaken as Ben’s because she’d wanted to hear his voice so badly, but it wasn’t his actual voice that mad her blood run cold, it was the way he’d said baby. Like he was addressing her, like it was her name and not a nickname.

Her breathed, quickly turned into hyper ventilating. She had to be going crazy, there was no way in hell it was him. She’d been there that night, she’d seen the blood, she’d seen the bullet holes, and she’d held him when he’d stopped breathing. They’d had to pull her off of him. He died that night and so did she. She collected herself just as quickly as she’d almost lost herself. She convinced herself in a matter of seconds that it was her medication and a mix of the drugs playing tricks on her.

What hardly anyone aside from Eli, Jaxon, and Tommy knew was that Harley was on several different heavy doses of medication and it was Tommy who made sure she took them, half the time he had to force them down her throat. The medication was what kept her seemingly normal although she was convinced she didn’t need them.

“Please. Just let me go.” She breathed and that was when his grip loosed and she moved quickly out of his grip and away from him, grabbing her gun from the ground and turning to face him, she raised the gun and aimed it at his chest, her shot was perfect and she knew where she was aiming would kill him instantly, but seeing his face was proof that is was actually him and she’d thought she could handle it, but she was utterly weak. Seeing him, was like seeing a ghost and she started to feel dizzy, before she finally fainted.



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"Thanks for the beauty tips princess, I'll make a mental note to cross anorexia off my list of things to try." he smirked right back at her. "Thanks." She breathed as he started to pull a few things out from the fridge.

“Right. Well, I mean it is up to you, maybe looking super skinny is your thing.” He said sarcastically. “So, where you go Pairs? Rome?” he teased as he started cooking. “Oh, Mexico maybe, it is spring break isn’t it?” he glanced to her, like he was being completely serious. “Hey, next time you decide to disappear, take me with you.” He said honestly.

If Elie was being completely honest with himself, he was sick of his life. He was sick of taking orders from Jaxon. He was sick of everyone’s bull shit and all he wanted to do was ride across the country. His bike, a pretty girl, bouncing from motel to motel, never knowing where they’d end up. It was what he’d always wanted to do, Elijah had never been one for staying in one place for too long, but being a part of the Saints he had no choice. More importantly, Eli was just sick of the same four walls that brought back insanely painful memories.

“Oh, I got you something.” He smirked, he disappeared from the room for a minute before coming back with box, with a ribbon wrapped around it. What made everyone love Eli and made them forget how ugly his temper could get was the fact that he was always thinking about everyone else, especially when it came to Jaydon. Every time the Saints went on a ride, he brought her back a gift. It had become something of a tradition.

Inside the box was a specially designed revolver. He’d had Jadi, her nickname engraved on the barrel of the gun. He’d found it at a small shop in a little town in Mexico and it reminded him of her. When they’d got back he’d taken it in and had it engraved for her.

“I figured that little gun of yours could use and upgrade.” He smirked as he set a heaping plate of food down in front of her. The plate was filled with a few pieces of bacon, some eggs, a few pieces of fruit, and some toast. “What do you think?” he asked as he glanced between her and the gun.



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Jade crossed her legs under her on the chair and watched him as he started to cook. “Right. Well, I mean it is up to you, maybe looking super skinny is your thing.” He said sarcastically and Jade laughed and rolled her eyes. The last thing she needed was to be smaller than she already was. Besides, she liked food too much to give it up. “So, where'd you go Pairs? Rome?” He teased and she laughed but didn't answer because, honestly, she couldn't even tell him. All she knew was she'd spent the weekend partying in a few shitty hotels. “Oh, Mexico maybe, it is spring break isn’t it? Hey, next time you decide to disappear, take me with you.” He said honestly and she smirked.

“Oh, I got you something.” He said and she raised a brow as he left the room. She'd always loved Eli's gifts. They were never generic hallmark presents. They always meant something, and liked that he thought of her while he was on a ride. Sometimes, in a family that was always so busy doing a hundred million things at once, it was easy to get lost, but Eli never seemed to forget about her.

He came back and gave her a box, and she wasted no time pulling the now off and opening it, smirking when she saw the gun lying inside. She picked up up, fingers grazing the engraving of her name as she held it. “I figured that little gun of yours could use an upgrade.” He smirked and she grinned.

The little one she carried around had been the first gun she'd ever gotten, from her father. He'd taught her how to shoot with that gun, and, as much as she loved it for it's sentimental value, that's really all it was worth. It was a child's gun that wasn't very powerful and it was so inaccurate, she'd had to learn to shoot specially to accommodate for the way it was off. It really didn't do a whole lot unless shot at point blank range.

Eli set a plate in front of her, bringing her from her thoughts as he asked her what she thought and she smirked, pointing the gun at him. "Shit, I could kiss you." She grinned. "When I saw the box, I thought for sure you'd gotten me jewelry or something stupid like that." She smirked. "I was getting ready to give you a whole ton of shit." She laughed before pulling up the t-shirt she was still wearing, slipping the gun in the hip of her panties before picking up her fork to eat, dying to finally have food in her body again.




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Ben could tell she was freaking out. If her fast, almost panicked breathing wasn't indication enough, the way her body tensed sealed the deal. She was completely shell shocked and he didn't blame her. She thought he was dead. “Please. Just let me go.” She breathed and Ben sighed, grip loosening, ready to let her go, but she didn't wait much longer then that.

She slipped his grip and grabbed her gun, turning to face him and he watched calmly as her eyes took him in, looking like she couldn't believe what she was seeing before passing out entirely. Ben sighed and slipped his gun away, running his fingers through his hair, at a loss for what to do.

He could slip out the window like her planned and hope that maybe when she woke she'd think what had happened was a dream and forget it. But there was still the chance that she wouldn't and she'd tell Jax and then there was the problem of Mimi's husband. Even if she did assume she'd dreamed their encounter, another person confirming that he was, in fact alive, would be enough to make her realize it had really happened.

He had to talk to her. Not only because he needed her help in covering for him when Mimi's husband spilled everything to Jax, but because it was the right thing to do. He'd been beating himself up for three years for being a coward and running the way he had. He couldn't so that to her again. He owed her, at the very least, an explanation. Even if his father killed him himself for it.

So, in the end, Benji just sighed and lifted her in his arms, carrying her to the bed and laying her down before sitting next to her. "Wake up Babydoll, we've got some talking to do." He said more to himself then to her as he sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, waiting for her to come around.

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Harley felt someone nudging her awake and h mind went to Jaxon first or maybe it was Tommy she wasn’t really sure, but what she’d just seen had to be a dream. He medication was making her hallucinate and when she woke up, everything would be fine.

"Wake up Babydoll, we've got some talking to do." she heard his voice again and she just wanted it to go away, yet at the same time all she wanted to do was listen to his voice, because it had been so long since she’d heard it.

She opened her eyes and sat up quickly moving away from him. “Don’t touch me.” She breathed. Harley wasn’t a weak girl, anyone could tell you that, however when it came to Benji, he could completely melt away all her rough edges. “Tell me who the fuck you are?” she said holding his eyes. She knew it was Benny, but her she still couldn’t believe it.

He head was pounding and she still felt dizzy but she pushed all the sick feeling she had away and suddenly her pain, turned to anger. It had all of a sudden registered, it was really him, there was no other explanation, which meant he’d faked his death and ran from them. If there was one thing Har hated most it was liars and he hadn’t just lied to her he’d betrayed her. She stood up then, glancing from Mimi’s dead body then back to Ben. She took a threatening step towards him before slapping him as hard as she could across the face.

“What the fuck Benji!” She screamed “You fucking coward…if you didn’t want to marry me it’s called a break up.” He spat harshly. “Because of you and your whole charade of faking your death, I’ve lost my fucking mind. How could you do that to me?” the pain was clear in her voice.



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Eli loved the smile he got out of Jaydon, it reminded him of when things were a lot easier for all of them. Somehow just seeing her smile mad his day. He sat down in the chair next to her with his own plate, he wasn’t really all that hungry, but he couldn’t remember the last time he’d eaten since he’d started his search for his sisters a day or so ago.

"Shit, I could kiss you." she grinned pointing the gun at him and he laughed. "When I saw the box, I thought for sure you'd gotten me jewelry or something stupid like that. I was getting ready to give you a whole ton of shit." he rolled his eyes.

“Lay it on me.” He smirked tapping to his cheek for her to kiss him. “When have I ever brought you back jewelry, I’m not Eric.” He winked teasing her. “That boyfriend of yours is great with those generic gifts.” He winked before going back to his plate.

Eric was his half-brother. His father, had slept with Eric’s mother. Hell his father had slept with so many women, he probably had a ten or eleven more brothers and sisters somewhere out there. The only reason he’d found out about Eric being his younger brother. They didn’t really get along, to be honest Eli didn’t even really consider them to be brother’s because all he knew about him was that he was dating his little sister and if they tried to explain their situation to someone, they would most definitely think there was some kind of weir incest going on. However, Eric wasn’t related to any of the Delgado’s and Eli was only related by marriage.

Elijah finished his food and stood up kissing her forehead. “Wanna go for ride?” he smirked. “We should probably go meet up with the others, see if they found your twin.” He teased referring to Harley. It was true, Harley and Jaydon looked a lot alike and more often than not Harley had been mistaken for Jaydon’s mother.



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“Lay it on me.” He smirked and tapped his cheek and she grinned and leaned over, kissing his cheek. “When have I ever brought you back jewelry, I’m not Eric. That boyfriend of yours is great with those generic gifts.” He teased and she rolled her eyes because he was right. When Eric bought her things, it was jewelry, or flowers, or pretty much something you could pick up anywhere. She liked items that were personal or one-of-a-kind. Even if it was off the wall weird, she didn't care, she liked having things no one else would ever have.

When they finished, Elijah stood and kissed her forehead and she smirked. “Wanna go for ride?” He smirked and she grinned. “We should probably go meet up with the others, see if they found your twin." Jade sighed and stood.

"Give me a minute." She said before slipping back into the living room and grabbing her bag, heading into the bathroom. Inside, she got her first look at herself and she winced. Her hair was an absolute mess, the white men's t-shirt she was wearing was covered in dirt, as were her legs, probably from passing out in that alley, and she had several bruises who's origins she didn't remember. She literally looked homeless.

Jade sighed and pulled the shirt off, tossing it in the trash before wiping her legs down with a towel to get the dirt off and brushing her hair out, already looking a million times better. She dug in her bag for some new clothes and slipped into a pair of ripped up black skinny jeans and a red tank top, tossing her new gun in the bag and sliding on her flip-flops before heading back to the kitchen with Elijah.

"Alright, I'm ready." She said with a smirk. "But I really don't want to have to face Jax yet, he'll call when he finds Harley." She smirked and passed him, heading for his liqour cabinet and pulling down a couple of bottles, turning to face him again. "How about we go to the beach and hang out?" She asked, raising a brow. "I mean, if you're dead-set on meeting up with the others, I guess fine, but lectures aren't exactly my forte." She smirked.




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Ben waited for a moment before she finally came to, and, when she did, she moved quickly away from him. “Don’t touch me.” She breathed and he nodded, staying where he was while he watched her. She was in utter disbelief, that much was obvious, but he didn't blame her. She'd seen what she'd thought had been him dying and now there he was, sitting right in front of her. “Tell me who the fuck you are?” She asked like she couldn't believe it, like he was just some freakish look-alike.

He watched her facial expression change quickly from confusion and disbelief, to understanding, and finally, to anger. He stayed where he was when she slapped him, not letting himself get angry because he deserved it. He deserved everything she said to him, and he was suddenly just happy he was sober, because he probably wouldn't have been able to sit through that slap if he wasn't. Not even for Harley. He had yet to lay a hand on her, because, when they'd been together, she'd changed the stupid, arrogant boy she'd met into a man capable of loving someone other then himself. Then, when he'd had to fake his death and leave her, he'd become cold all over again. Mimi's death was a perfect example of that.

“What the fuck Benji!” She screamed “You fucking coward… Iif you didn’t want to marry me it’s called a break up.” She spat at him harshly and he winced, wondering if she knew that her brothers had been after him. Probably not. He didn't put it past Jax to take matters into his own hands, thinking he was doing what was best for Harley's saftey, kill him, and then tell her it had been some sort of tragic accident. And Eli had been after him too, but he hadn't been after him particularly, just anyone who belonged to his gang really, after what had happened to his family. “Because of you and your whole charade of faking your death, I’ve lost my fucking mind. How could you do that to me?” She said, pain in her voice clear, making him hate himself more.

He'd hated himself every single day for three years because of the pain he'd caused her, and yet, hearing it, was extremely different than imagining it. It hurt like a knife to the gut to hear her in pain and know it was his fault. "Harley," He sighed, holding her eyes. "I didn't do it because I didn't want to marry you." He shook his head and ran his fingers through his hair. He knew telling her about her brothers would get her pissed at them and possibly fuck up their relationship, but he had to come clean. It had been way too long.

"I did it because Jaxon and Elijah were dead set on hunting my ass down and killing me." He shrugged, shaking his head. "Not to mention my father on my back about marrying a Saint." He sighed and rolled his eyes. "I was scared shitless Harley, I didn't want your brothers to kill me, so I asked my dad what to do and he came up with a plan." Ben held her eyes. "It was a shitty plan, and I've been living with it for the past three years, driving myself nuts missing you. I'm sorry Baby, I never wanted to hurt you." He breathed, shaking his head.

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Harley didn’t forgive easily and even as much as she’d missed Ben, she didn’t know if she could ever forgive him. Not only had he lied to her and put her through hell over it and nearly driven her to kill herself, he’d been fucking other girls that was obvious by the fact that he was there with Mimi. Which only led her to believe he really didn’t give a fuck and to be honest that hurt worse than the fact that he’d faked his death and been hiding.

"Harley, I didn't do it because I didn't want to marry you." he shook his head. She wasn’t entirely sure whether to be mad or shocked or upset. She wasn’t sure what to feel, there was a wave of emotion. She’d been numb for so long that it was overwhelming. "I did it because Jaxon and Elijah were dead set on hunting my ass down and killing me. Not to mention my father on my back about marrying a Saint." he rolled his eyes and at that point she was completely confused.

She tired quickly to sort things out. The only reason her brothers would want him dead was if he was another gang member and the way he’d called her a Saint. She felt stupid, she’d been so blinded by him back then that she didn’t care who he was or where he’d been. She’d meet his father, she knew they were bikers, but she’d never realized they were in a different gang completely. Looking back now it made a lot more sense and she hated herself for not realizing it all back then and saving herself the heartache.

"I was scared shitless Harley, I didn't want your brothers to kill me, so I asked my dad what to do and he came up with a plan." she fought back tears and she looked away, because the stabbing pain in her heart was killing her. "It was a shitty plan, and I've been living with it for the past three years, driving myself nuts missing you. I'm sorry Baby, I never wanted to hurt you."

“I’m a fucking human being, where I come from. My family should have mattered. If you knew my brothers were after you, why didn’t you tell me?” she asked, shaking her head. “I’d have left with you in a heartbeat…and you knew that.” She said finally looking back to him and holding his eyes. “Sorry doesn’t fix anything and don’t fucking call me Baby, like you still love me.” She closed her eyes taking a breath. “I can’t forgive you, I just don’t have it in me.” She said honestly.

She turned then and headed towards that door. “I won’t tell Jax, but don’t come around here.” She breathed. “This is Saints soil and you’re still as good as dead to me.” She said before slipping out of the small apartment and back downstairs to the bar.



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"Give me a minute." Jaydon said before slipping out of the room and he sighed. He kept himself busy cleaning the dishes.

“You leaving?” he hard Veronica’s voice behind him and he sighed as she turned to face her, giving her a look that told her yes and she shook her head, looking at him disgusted. “You fucking piece of shit.” She breathed. “Maybe that’s why your ex-wife is dead, because you were never around for her when she needed you.” Ronnie spat knowing that would piss him off but she honestly didn’t give a shit.

He moved quicker then she could react and slammed her into the wall behind her, causing her to wince in pain he wrapped his hand around her throat, tightly. Elijah was terrifying when his rage took over, it wasn’t even him in all honesty. His sober rage though was worse somehow then his drug induced rage.

“Don’t test me Veronica, I’ll kill you and hiding your body would be easy. No one gives a shot about you sweetheart.” He said centimeters from her face and he could see in her eyes she was terrified. “The only reason I put up with your shit, is because I’m not a quitter and I refuse to be like my father.” He hissed. “Don’t go running your mouth about things you don’t know or I’ll sew it shut.” He said before releasing her and she took off quickly.

He sighed irritated rubbing his face as he lit a joint, taking a long drag off of it. It was then that Jaydon came back into the room and he was glad she’d missed what he’d just done, because thinking back he wasn’t sure she’d actually ever seen him pissed and if she had she was probably too young to remember it.

"Alright, I'm ready. But I really don't want to have to face Jax yet, he'll call when he finds Harley." She smirked heading straight for the liquor. [b]"How about we go to the beach and hang out?" he raised a brow and smirked. "I mean, if you're dead-set on meeting up with the others, I guess fine, but lectures aren't exactly my forte." he sighed thinking about it, he didn’t really want to go take orders from Jaxon if he was being honest.

“You are going to get me in so much trouble you know that?” he smirked wickedly. “If Jaxon asks, I gave you a good talking too.” He winked, before grabbing the keys to his Harley. “Alright, let’s get out of here.” He said heading out side.



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“You are going to get me in so much trouble you know that?” He said, and she could tell by his smirk that he was saying yes, so she grinned and slipped the bottles into her bag, excited to spend a few hours getting wasted on the beach, because honestly, the only way she'd be able to sit through Jaxon's bullshit without wanting to run away again was if she was drunk. “If Jaxon asks, I gave you a good talking to.” He winked, and she laughed, watching him grab the keys to his bike. “Alright, let’s get out of here.” He said and slipped outside.

Jade didn't hesitate to follow, wasting not time swinging herself up onto the back of his bike. She loved motorcycles, always had. She was a Delgado, it was in her blood to like riding more than driving. Nothing beat it.

It wasn't a long ride to the beach. They lived on the coast. There were beaches literally everywhere. The one they went to was empty because it belonged to her father. The gang liked to throw parties there, so it was private, and she loved it because it was surrounded by rocky cliffs, making it invisible to the road.

Once they'd finally arrived, Jae smirked and took a seat in the warm sand, watching the waves for a minute before reaching into her bag. She pulled out the liquor bottles and a bag of joints, lighting herself one of the joints before tossing the bag in the sane next to her and popping open the vodka bottle. Jae took a long drink, wincing as it burned it's way down her throat before holding the second bottle up to Eli. "Look, I brought one for you too Lijah." She said with a smirk as she took a hit off her joint. "Don't ever say I'm not thoughtful."




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Ben hated seeing the tears she was holding back. He hated having to see what he'd done to her, and, if he was being honest, it was a big part of why he hadn't tried to get a hold of her sooner. “I’m a fucking human being, where I come from. My family should have mattered. If you knew my brothers were after you, why didn’t you tell me?” She asked, and he sighed, running his fingers through his hair. Part of the reason was because he didn't want to fuck up her relationship with her brothers, but that wasn't all of it. The biggest reason he hadn't said anything was because he knew if he'd told her her brothers were after him, he'd have to tell her why, and, even if he knew she loved him, he'd always been a little nervous that, once she found out who he was, being her father's daughter, she'd decide she couldn't marry him.

“I’d have left with you in a heartbeat…and you knew that.” She said and he held her eyes. He'd thought about telling her everything and running away with her, but he just couldn't. As much as he hated it, he was his father's son. He looked up to his father more than anyone, and the thought of running away and letting him down was agonizing. Not to mention his sisters who needed him too, seeing as their father was rarely around. Sarah was twenty, but she was a complete wreck, and a total drug addict. She couldn't be counted on to be responsible. Neither could Kellie, because she'd just barley turned eighteen, and then the twins, Roxie and Parker were only sixteen. He had too many responsibilities that had him tied down, so he had to stay, even if he absolutely hated it.

“Sorry doesn’t fix anything and don’t fucking call me Baby, like you still love me.” She said and that stung because he honestly loved her more than anything. “I can’t forgive you, I just don’t have it in me.” She said and he watched her head for the door. “I won’t tell Jax, but don’t come around here. This is Saints soil and you’re still as good as dead to me.” She said before back downstairs to the bar.

Ben rolled his eyes. again he really needed to just leave, but he couldn't leave letting her think he didn't love her. Even if she hated him for the rest of her life, she had to know he still loved her.

So he followed her downstairs, grabbing her wrist and spinning her into his arms before she had a second to react, kissing her hard, needing her to know exactly how badly he'd missed her over the past three years. He held her tightly so she couldn't get away, and it was incredible to be kissing her again after so long so he just kissed harder.

Until eventually, he pulled away and released her. "Never say I don't love you again Harley." He breathed, holding her eyes. "You're all I think about, every single day." He sighed. "You of all people should understand that I couldn't run away with you." He said. "I'm not just a Blood Shadow, I'm their leader's son, just like you're your father's daughter." He shrugged. "I have to stay." He sighed.

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If he was still the same Ben that she knew, he wouldn’t leave and she knew that he wouldn’t leave without a fight. Even when they’d been together, things weren’t always perfect and when they fought everyone heard them. Still as bad as there fights got he never laid a hand on her. Just like clockwork she heard the apartment door and the stairs creek as he came down them. She figured he’d yell at her, she was so used to Tommy.

He grabbed her wrist and spun her around and she prepared herself for whatever he was about to say. Only he did the complete opposite and he pulled her close pressing his lips to her. He kissed her hard and it was like time had been stopped for three years and it all of a sudden caught back up. Her heart raced and she knew then and there no matter what she’d told herself she’d never be over him no matter how hard she tired. She couldn’t help but moan against his lips and if he hadn’t have been holding he so tightly, she wouldn’t have been able to hold herself up.


"Never say I don't love you again Harley." he released her and held her eyes and she had to force herself to hold his eyes. "You're all I think about, every single day. You of all people should understand that I couldn't run away with you." she hated that he was right and she had to look away. "I'm not just a Blood Shadow, I'm their leader's son, just like you're your father's daughter. I have to stay." he shrugged with a sigh.

The fact that he was a Blood Shadow only meant that it was impossible for them to be together and if Jaxon were to walk in right now, he’d shoot him no questions asked. The Saints and the Blood Shadows had a long standing rivalry. It was only made worse that Benny wasn’t just a member he was that son of the leader. There was a price on his head, just like there was a price on Harley and her siblings head. The world they lived in was cruel and ruthless.

“Just give it up Ben.” She breathed. “Your right okay, you can’t change your bloodline anymore then I can change mine.” Her eyes flicked back to him. “So it would be easier for both of us…if you left now and we pretend this never happened.” She said thinking logically. “You gotta go, before my brother’s or Tommy show up.” She sighed looking away knowing that just by her mentioning Tommy’s name he’d know they were together and she didn’t want to see the pain in his eyes. “I’ve got to clean up your mess, like always.” She whispered.



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Elijah through his leg over his motorcycle as he slipped on his Ray Bands, Jaydon slipped on the back of the motorcycle behind him, just like the rest of his adopted family, he had a passion for riding and he knew that was one the reason he fit in so well. The engine of his bike roared and in a second they were on the road, the wind felt incredible and Eli could argue that riding a bike was just as good as sex to a biker at least.

The ride wasn’t a long one, simply because they were surrounded by ocean. Finally he parked near The Saints Private beach, where him and Jaydon walked along the path, before they were completely closed in by rock like cliffs and hidden from the road. He sunk down in the sand next to her. He’d spent many sleepless nights on the beach just watching the waves come in and be pulled back out to sea. It was relaxing and he loved it there.

"Look, I brought one for you too Lijah." Jae said pulling him from his thoughts and he smirked taking the bottle from her. "Don't ever say I'm not thoughtful." he took popped the bottle open taking a swig from it.

“Thanks, you’re a real life saver.” He teased back. “Don’t know what I’d do without you.” He laughed taking another drink. “I got something stronger, unless you want to settle for that joint.” He said pulling a bag of coke and a pill bottle full of pills from his pocket and tossing them done next to her.

At first Elijah wasn’t too keen on the idea of giving Jaydon or any minor for the matter drugs or alcohol. Eventually however he’d just stopped trying to stop Jae, because he was doing exactly what she was doing at her age. It was the life they grew up in and it was embedded in their DNA to be bad and be attracted and addicted to the worst things for them.

“Jadi.” He breathed in a more serious tone. “You gotta stop taking off.” He said honestly. “I’m not trying to tell you what to do, because I’m not Jax. You’re going to do what you want regardless, because you’re a Delgado.” He said honestly. “But, there’s a war coming. The Bloods are looking for any excuse to piss us off, they want out territory.” He sighed. “They won’t hesitate to kill you.” He said honestly glancing to her. “I’m just asking you to be careful.” He said taking another drink from the bottle.



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“Thanks, you’re a real life saver.” Elijah teased back and she smirked. “Don’t know what I’d do without you.” He laughed and she took a long drink from her bottle and a hit off her joint. “I got something stronger, unless you want to settle for that joint.” He said and she smirked and glanced at him, raising a brow as he pulled out a bottle of pills and bag of coke.

Jae grinned. She'd never been able to turn down drugs, simply because they were bad for her. She'd have taken something stronger if she had it, but she'd used up everything she'd had on her crazy weekend.

“Jadi.” He breathed next to her while she was busy doing the coke and she glanced at him because his voice was serious. “You gotta stop taking off.” He said honestly and she sighed and grabbed the pill bottle, dumping a few in her hand, knocking them back with a long drink of vodka before laying back on the sand. “I’m not trying to tell you what to do, because I’m not Jax. You’re going to do what you want regardless, because you’re a Delgado.” He said and she listened, watching the sky. “But, there’s a war coming. The Bloods are looking for any excuse to piss us off, they want our territory.” He sighed. “They won’t hesitate to kill you. I’m just asking you to be careful.”

Jade smirked up at him. She understood his worry. His wife and child had both been killed by Bloods. She doubted that, aside from her father, anyone in her family hated the Bloods more so she sighed and sat up on her elbows. "Alright." She breathed, glancing at him. "I won't run off anymore." She shrugged, and it was extremely unusual for her to listen to anyone, but he was right, he wasn't telling her what to do, and that was really the only way to get her to respond. By not ordering her around and talking to her like an adult that had choices and free will rather than a child who simply had to listen, because, honestly, even though she was young and sometimes made stupid choices, she wasn't a child.

She'd seen and done things most people never even thought about in their life. She'd been kidnapped, raped, had the living shit beaten out of her, watched her brothers murder people, killed and shot people with or without valid reason, done more drugs than most drug dealers, and so on. The list was endless and Jax didn't seem to understand that he couldn't protect her from it, because she was the one who did it to herself. Short of locking her in the basement and having someone bring her food everyday, nothing would make her stop, and Elijah was really the only person who seemed to understand that.

She sighed and glanced at him, leaning over towards him, smirk on her lips. "Thanks for worrying though, princess." She laughed. The drugs were officially setting in, mixed with the vodka, meaning she didn't even realize what she was doing as she leaned in and kissed him. On the lips. Her head was reeling, and it took her a second, but eventually, it clicked, and she pulled away quickly.

"Oh my fucking god." She breathed, shaking her head, realizing that she'd just kissed her brother on the lips. "Holy shit, forget I just did that, I didn't... I'm super high." She rambled, trying to explain herself, even if there was no explanation for the fucked up fact that she'd liked it and wanted more.




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“Just give it up Ben.” Harley breathed and he sighed, running his fingers through his hair and looking away because it was hard to hear that, even if it was what he had to do. “You're right okay, you can’t change your bloodline anymore then I can change mine.” She said and he knew she was right. “So it would be easier for both of us…if you left now and we pretend this never happened.” She said.

“You gotta go, before my brother’s or Tommy show up.” She sighed and he winced when she said Tommy's name, glancing at her, catching the ring on her finger for the first time. At first, he'd thought she might still be wearing the one he'd given her, but now he realized it was a different one entirely and he had to admit, it hurt. “I’ve got to clean up your mess, like always.” She whispered.

Ben sighed, running his fingers through his hair. She was right. She always was. She was thinking logically, doing the thing that would keep both of them alive.

But Ben didn't want logic. He wanted her. He'd wanted her for three years. "I'll leave." He finally breathed, holding her eyes. "But I want you to come with me." He said. He wasn't talking about running away together or anything like that, because he'd already made it clear he couldn't do that, but the two of them could disappear. Just for one day. "We don't have to get back together if you don't want to, but give me one day." He breathed, taking a step towards her. "If, at the end of the day, you still want me, we can hide it. I've been hiding for three years, it's really not all that hard." He sighed, holding her eyes. "If not, I'll let you go and I'll never contact you again if that's what you want." He said with a shrug.

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"I'll leave." he finally breathed and she glanced up to him his eyes holding her. "But I want you to come with me." she rolled her eyes. "We don't have to get back together if you don't want to, but give me one day. If, at the end of the day, you still want me, we can hide it. I've been hiding for three years, it's really not all that hard." He sighed, it was crazy and completely stupid. She’d just gotten back from going missing, Jaxon and Tommy were sure to put a leash on her if she did it again even if it was for one day. "If not, I'll let you go and I'll never contact you again if that's what you want." he shrugged like he was just asking her to take a walk with him and it felt like high school all over again when he was trying to sway her to leave Tommy and she was pretty positive he’d said the same thing back then.

She desperately wanted him. Even standing there after all that time the heat and the pull between them was undeniable and the tingle and taste of his lips was fresh and it was real. He wasn’t dead and as much as she wanted to be happy and fall back into his arms she just couldn’t. There were too many things that were broken, too many lies keeping them apart. She wasn’t even sure who she was anymore, she wasn’t sure she could be that girl he’d fallen in love with. She was impossible, she was mean and cold and the drugs ran her.

“After you died, everything went to shit. You know that?” she flicked her eyes back to his running her fingers through her long blond hair. “I swear to God, Benji you were holding everything together.” She bit her lip trying not to cry but it was useless. “Your bloods…” she trailed off talking about his gang. The Blood Shadows were often shortened to the Bloods the same way her father’s gang The South Side Saints had been shortened to the Saints. “They killed Sabrina and Anne, did you know that?” she asked honestly, no longer able to fight her tears. “Your guys cornered me in a bar and fucked me in front of everyone, three of them. Where were you then?” she knew it wasn’t fair to blame him for everything, but it was how their world worked.

Harley knew full well that Benjamin would be the leader, soon. He was responsible for everything his guys did, the same way Jaxon was responsible for every single one of the Saints actions, that why he was so hard on her and Jaydon. Baby wiped her tears, despite the fact she knew she it was pointless. When it came to Ben her resistance used to be little to none. If he slept with other girls all he had to do was touch her a certain way and she’d completely forget. But, now after everything that had happened over the past three years between the Saints and the Bloods, she wasn’t entirely sure she could love him again. She’d always love him and it was hard to explain, but when it came to her world, protecting her gang, her family came first and she knew Ben knew that first hand.

“We can’t hide from who we are.” She breathed. “My dad’s dying Benny, Jaxon’s already taking over and you’ve got what? Another year before your dad retires and you take over? Tell me then how will hide it then? Because it’s not just Jaxon, it’s Eli and Tommy and Marky and all the rest of the fucking Saints and your Bloods.” She shook her head, pinching the bridge of her nose, because she could feel a head ache coming on. “This isn’t some romance novel sweetheart. You can’t sweep me off my feet for a night and expect everything to go back to normal.” She said honestly. “This is real life and it’s fucked up.” She shrugged, lighting herself a cigarette. “I don’t think I can handle loving you for one night, I’m exhausted Benji, I’ve loved you for eight years and all you did was break my heart.” She shrugged, having to look away as she took a drag off her cigarette.



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"Alright. I won't run off anymore." he glanced to her and let out a sigh of relief. He’d probably lose it completely if he lost Jaydon or Harley. His brothers were a different story. Harley however he’d gotten close to after she’d lost Ben and he’d lost his family. They’d spent hours talking and drinking. Often time people joked that the two were twins separated at birth because they were a lot alike.

If something happened to Jaydon, he’d beat himself up forever about it, because he wasn’t stupid and he knew full well he was among the few she actually listened to simply because he treated her like an adult, unlike Jaxon who treated everyone like a child. If something happened to her he’d blame himself, that he could have talked to her and begged her. She’d always been his favorite, simply because when no one else wanted to babysit he’d volunteer and she’d always been able to make him smile because he smile was contagious.


"Thanks for worrying though, princess." She laughed, leaning in close and he felt a heat between them, but he ignored it. There was something there that much obvious and he hated it. He glanced to her realize just how close she was.
She pressed her lips to his then kissing him and he was completely shocked. Her lips felt incredible against his, even as wrong as he knew it was her lips on his set his entire body on fire in a way only Sabrina’s had years ago and he’d almost forgotten what it was like. It was better than drugs and he’d missed that natural high and he honestly couldn’t bring himself to pull away.


"Oh my fucking god." she breathed as she pulled away. "Holy shit, forget I just did that, I didn't... I'm super high." She rambled, but he couldn’t help needing that feeling again.

He lend over, slipping his hand into her hair and kissing her again. He needed to feel that fire, that electricity again. His hand rested on the back of her neck keeping her there in the kiss and even if she wanted to pull away she wouldn’t have been able to. Jaydon was tough, but Eli was a good ten times tougher and stringer. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn’t help him finally he pulled away, realizing what the fuck he’d just done.

“Shit.” He breathed. “I’m sorry Jae. We should go.” He said standing up and not bothering to wait for her as he headed towards his bike. He shouldn’t have done it and he felt like an ass hole for it. Not only was she his little sister, but she was also his real brother’s girlfriend.



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Before Jade had even really stopped rambling, Eli had leaned back over and slid his hand into her hair, kissing her again. It was absolutely incredible. His lips set her entire body on fire and made her want more. His hand at the back of her neck held her firmly in the kiss so she couldn't get away, sending an incredible tingling down her entire spine. He didn't have to hold her there, because she didn't want to break away. She just kissed him back, leaning into it, not even realizing what she was doing.

His mind seemed to catch up with him before hers did because eventually, he pulled away, leaving her breathless, but completely shell shocked. Holy shit. What the fuck had just happened? "Shit." He breathed and she nodded because that's exactly what she was thinking. Shit. "I'm sorry Jae. We should go." He said and stood, not even waiting for an answer before he walked back towards his bike.

Jae stayed there for a second longer though, bringing her fingers to her lips. They were still tingling. What the fuck was wrong with her? How had she gotten so fucked up that the best kiss she'd ever had, had been with her brother? His lips had tasted better than Eric's ever had, even if nothing about it was right. The kiss had made everything melt away but him.

It was absolutely ridiculous. He was her brother. The man had literally helped her with her fucking homework and how to remember the ABC's. Not only that, but even if he wasn't family, he was still an entire ten years older than her, and married. Oh, and then there was the fact that he was still getting over the deaths of his child and his previous wife. What the fucking hell was wrong with her? All that, and all she could think about was how badly she wanted to kiss him again.

"Shit." She finally breathed to herself and stood, shoving her things back in her bag before dusting herself off and heading after him, walking back up the path to find him already at his bike. Suddenly, she was completely wordless. What the fuck was the protocol for making out with your brother on the beach? Of all the times in her life she'd been confused, this definitely took the fucking cake.




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“After you died, everything went to shit. You know that?” She said and he looked away, knowing she was going to turn him down and he didn't blame her. She had every right to never want to see him again. “I swear to God, Benji you were holding everything together. Your bloods…” She trailed off and he winced, not wanted to hear what his gang had done to her family, because he was supposed to be their leader soon, meaning she'd instantly associate their shit with him, even if he'd been spending the past three years trying to avoid any of the responsibilities his dad kept trying to shove down his throat.

“They killed Sabrina and Anne, did you know that?” She asked and he sighed because he knew. They'd been part of the reason Eli and Jax had found out who he was. “Your guys cornered me in a bar and fucked me in front of everyone, three of them. Where were you then?” She said and he winced because he hadn't known about that one, and if he had, he sure as hell would have found those guys and fucked them up.

“We can’t hide from who we are. My dad’s dying Benny, Jaxon’s already taking over and you’ve got what? Another year before your dad retires and you take over? Tell me then how we'll hide it then? Because it’s not just Jaxon, it’s Eli and Tommy and Marky and all the rest of the fucking Saints and your Bloods.” She said and he sighed, knowing she was right. They might be okay for a while, but eventually, it'd catch up with them.

“This isn’t some romance novel sweetheart. You can’t sweep me off my feet for a night and expect everything to go back to normal. This is real life and it’s fucked up.” She shrugged and he knew things would never be normal again, he hadn't expected that. He'd known things would be different between them the moment he'd decided to follow her down the stairs and go after her. Because he was different, and it was clear that she was too. “I don’t think I can handle loving you for one night, I’m exhausted Benji, I’ve loved you for eight years and all you did was break my heart.” She said and he sighed, lighting himself a cigarette as well.

"Alright." He finally breathed, taking a step towards her and kissing her softly, but not for long because he didn't want to push his limits. He just wanted her to know he still loved her. "I'll leave if that's what you want." He breathed, holding her eyes. "I owe it to you to give you what you want." He sighed and took a drag off his cigarette before turning his eyes back on hers. "But I'll always be here if you need me." He shrugged because it was true. She could come running back to him in fifty years, he'd still take her back with open arms. "I'll always love you. If you change your mind, you know where I am." He finished, kissing her forehead before turning and heading for the door, fully intending on leaving her there and never contacting her again because that's what she wanted.

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"Alright." he breathed, taking a step forward and kissing her lips softly and all she wanted to do was give in but she couldn’t. "I'll leave if that's what you want. I owe it to you to give you what you want." he sighed, holding her eyes. "But I'll always be here if you need me." he shrugged and she had to look away then. "I'll always love you. If you change your mind, you know where I am." he breathed before turning and leaving.

She really wanted to stop him and fall back into his arms. She needed him, he was the only one who knew her better then she knew herself. If she was ever going to be somewhat normal again, he’d be the only one who could fix her. But, no matter how badly she wanted him. She could never have him, know that she knew where he was from. Jax and Eli would literally lock her in a basement, while they went to kill him. It would be a bloodbath too, because she knew Benny was dangerous too. It was better in the long run, for everyone if she just let him walk away and if everyone still thought he was dead.

The only difference was now, it would kill her to know he was still alive. She couldn’t stand the thought of some other girl in his bed and she knew in the back of her mind, eventually that’s what would drive her to go back to him. The first time she saw him with another girl, she wouldn’t hesitate she’d kill the girl no matter who it was, hell as sick and twisted as it was she’d probably kill her own sister if she found her in bed with Ben. The thought scared her, because Harley was just like the rest of her family, they were all ruthless and their threats were never empty ones.

Harley made her way to the window as she watched him start his bike up and that familiar roar made her heart skip a beat. For as long as she could remember, she’d been the only girl who’d occupied the back seat of his bike. She let tears slip down her cheeks now that she was alone as she watched him ride off, but she had to pull herself together because she knew any minuet the place would be crawling with Saints and most of them had known her long enough to when something was up.

She opened all the blinds and plugged in the jukebox, before heading upstairs and locking Mimi’s apartment door so no one would go up there. Harley wasn’t looking forward to dealing with her husband, she was still trying to think up a logical story. Music, filled the bar and Harley sighed, loving the fact that the songs in the juke box hadn’t changed since she was a little girl and probably even longer than that. Just like she’d predicted she heard the roar of several Motorcycles just outside the bar and she smirked, she hoped that bartending would keep her mind off of what had just happened.

Jaxon was the first one through the door and she shot him a wicked smirk from behind the bar as she lined up a bunch of shot glasses. It didn’t matter that it was only eleven o’clock in the morning. She filled the shot glasses, Tommy followed behind Jax, and then Eric and after that Harley had stopped paying attention, she was just glad that Benji had gotten out of there when he had.

“Damn Babydoll, I think you get hotter every time I see you.” A rough voice said from behind her and she knew exactly who it was she turned to face Steven, one of what Jax like to call the Muscles. He was a hug guy who body was made up of mostly muscle covered in an array of amazing tattoos, he was always trying to get at Harley which tended to end in him and Tommy getting into it.

“Yeah?” Harley smirked raising a brow. “I think your right.” She teased. “Will you excuse me for just a minute.” She smiled before making her way down to her brother. “I need you to get rid of a body.” She whispered and he turned to her raising a brow. “It’s Mimi.” She breathed. “Ask questions later Kay.” She said before leaving him there without another word.





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Elijah felt so fucking stupid, for letting his feelings get the better of him. He knew better and when she pulled away the first time he shouldn’t have gone back for more. He was beating himself up. He wouldn’t have regretted the kiss had it been with someone else, but Jaydon was his dam sister for God-sakes, yet he just wanted to kiss her again. It had been incredible and now he couldn’t get it off his mind and he hated himself for it. He glanced up to Jaydon had caught up.

“Listen Jae, Jax can’t find out what just happened.” He sighed. “Were both fucked up.” He said although it was a lie because he was sober for the most part, but he doubted she knew that. “Come on.” He gestured for her to get on the back of his bike.

When she wrapped her arms around him all he could think about was the way her lips felt against his, but he had to forget it so he shoved the thought from his mind as his ignition roared to life and he headed straight towards the bar, because after that he knew they probably shouldn’t be alone again until he could get his shit sorted out and not try and make advances on his little sister because he was fucked up and in a loveless relationship.

Somehow the ride felt longer than normal and when they finally pulled into the parking lot of Saints Row, their father’s infamous bar. He’d composed himself to try and handle the situation a little better and he wasn’t freaking out so much. He cut the engine and climbed off before helping Jaydon off the bike. He glanced around the parking lot taking in all the bikes, before flicking his eyes back to Jae’s.

“I’m sorry about that, back there.” He sighed, running his fingers through his hair. “I don’t know what the fucks wrong with me, I’m sorry if I hurt you.” He shook his head irritated with himself. “Eric’s inside, he’ll be happy to see you.” He said with a smile.

He didn’t wait around, he made his way inside, headed straight for the bar, he didn’t want to be sober, because the guilt was eating him alive. He looked over Harley who had her back turned to him, before she turned and handed a beer to one of the other bikers, before leaning in close and flirting with the guy. He rolled his eyes and scoffed, clearing his throat to make his presents known. Harley glanced to him and rolled her own eyes. Eli may not be related by blood, but he sure as hell acted just like the rest of the Delgado’s.

“What do you want babe?” Harley smirked. “You got two hands…two feet. Get it yourself.” She smirked before turning around and getting him a beer.

“Thank, pull you shirt up sis. Your giving these poor guys the wrong idea.” He smirked before letting his eyes flick to the door just as Jaydon was coming in and he pressed the bottle to his lips, he couldn’t help but just want to kiss her again.





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“Listen Jae, Jax can’t find out what just happened.” He sighed and she scoffed because that was an understatement. It wasn't just Jax who couldn't find out, it was everybody. She couldn't think of a single person who would be okay with what had just happened. “We're both fucked up.” He said and she nodded with a sigh, choosing to go the easy route and tell herself the kiss had only happened and had only felt so good, because of the drugs. Even if she knew it wasn't true, the alternative was just too insane to think about.

“Come on.” He said, gesturing towards his bike, and she nodded and went over, swinging herself back onto the back and wrapping her arms around him, able to feel and intoxicating hear between them she'd never felt before that drove her crazy and almost made her want to ask him to stop so she could get off and throw up or something. It wasn't that she didn't like the feeling, it's just that it was so wrong, she wasn't sure what to do about it and all she knew was that she wanted more.

They made their way back into town and finally, Eli pulled up in front of her father's bar and cut the engine. Jade got off quickly and was about to slip into the bar to avoid saying anything when he spoke first. “I’m sorry about that, back there.” He and she rolled her eyes because she'd been the one to kiss him, and when he'd kissed her the second time, she hadn't exactly stopped him. He'd been the one to pull away.

“I don’t know what the fucks wrong with me, I’m sorry if I hurt you.” He said, shaking his head and she sighed and lit a cigarette, choosing not to tell him that he hadn't hurt her. In fact, she'd liked it. A lot more than she should have. “Eric’s inside, he’ll be happy to see you.” He smiled, making her scoff again, blowing out a breath of smoke and letting him slip past her inside without bothering to say the things she'd been thinking. Because she couldn't go there. She couldn't tell him she'd liked it and she definitely couldn't tell him she wanted more. It was fucked up and she just needed to forget it had ever happened.

Jade stayed outside for a minute, leaning against the wall, smoking her cigarette, agitated with herself for fucking up so badly. "Hey pipsqueak." One of the guys said as he passed her to head into the bars and she just rolled her eyes and flicked him off before slipping in after him.

Eric was at the bar and he spotted her instantly. Her eyes landed on Eli though, catching him looking at her and she sighed and looked away, blowing her smoke out to the side as Eric came over to her with two beers in hand. He swung an arm around her neck and pulled her in for a kiss and she smirked and kissed him back, hating that it was impossible not to compare the kiss to Eli's. "I missed you princess." He breathed with a smirk and pushed one of the beers into her hands.

"Yeah well, I'm not your princess." She spat and smirked, taking a drink before another drag off her cigarette, blowing the smoke in his face. He just rolled his eyes and took her wrist, pulling her away from the crowded bar, back towards the corner of the place, taking a seat at one of the tables before pulling her into his lap and she smirked as she straddled him and took another drink from her beer, holding his eyes. "You mad at me Eric?" She asked with a smirk and she watched as his eyes darkened a little and his arm around her waist tightened some.

"Yeah." He admitted. "You scared me shitless you know, but you're alive, so I guess I'll get over it."

Jade just rolled her eyes at that and tilted her head a little as he moved her hair started to kiss her neck. "Not when you're drunk, you won't." She breathed while he kissed her, eyes landing on Eli across the room, unable to keep herself from watching him, even with Eric's lips on her skin, all she could think about were Eli's lips.




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While Ben knew leaving was the best thing for both of them, part of him had been hoping that maybe she'd stop him, but she hadn't. She'd let him walk away, so he had to keep going. He couldn't turn back around and beg her more, he had to give her what she wanted. Even if it wasn't what he wanted. He had to admit, after three years of selfishness it was hard. But he had to do it for her because he loved her. She'd always been the only person in the world who could make him set aside his own selfish needs.

Benji got on his bike, knowing if he waited too much longer, her brothers and the rest of the gang would show up and he'd be a dead man, so he just slipped on his sunglasses and took off, heading home. He took the long way on purpose, riding right up along the coast, enjoying the sun and the ocean air. He had to say, staying and being the leader of the Bloods was an exhausting thought sometimes, but, if he was going to be trapped somewhere the rest of his life, he was glad it was within walking distance of the ocean.

Eventually, he got home. There was music blasting on the speakers, filling the house, and he knew instantly by the stupid pop beat of it, that it was Sarah's music, making him roll his eyes. The house was huge and elaborate, and as he slipped around the corner, he found Sarah in the living room on the couch with a couple of guys.

One of them was passed out cold, the other was awake, kissing her neck. She had on nothing but a floral silk robe and was more focused on the job of painting her toenails ruby red then she was interested in the man with his lips and hands all over her. In fact, it looked like she didn't even realize he was there. There were needles all over the place and coke dusting almost every inch of the coffee table, making it extremely obvious how she'd spent her weekend and he rolled his eyes, not at all surprised. It was how she spent every day of her life.

Ben just scoffed and walked past her, towards the kitchen. "Somebody's in trouble." She chimed as he started to slip by and he stopped and looked at her, she hadn't even bothered to look up from her nails as she pointed a finger towards the ceiling. "Daddy's not too pleased with his oldest's most recent exploits. Gotta say, I've never seen him turn so red." She grinned wickedly as she examined her nails and continued painting and he rolled his eyes.

"Oh really? And who should I assume told him?" He asked, raising a brow. His sister just lifted her eyes to his, bringing her finger to her lips in a shhh kind of signal, like they were sharing a secret, before turning her eyes back on her nails and he knew without a doubt she'd been the one to see him slipping out of the house that night and she'd gone straight to their father, knowing it'd put him on his shit list and her her in his good graces. Not to mention the fact that she'd never even liked Harley in the first place.

The only one of his siblings that liked her was Roxie. One of the twins and he'd always suspected Parker secretly liked her but the twins were weird, they were so used to people getting them mixed up and so determined to be individuals that, one one liked, the other hated just because the other liked it. Which was why Roxie had turned out to be a pink, flowery bundle of lace with a shit-ass attitude while Parker dressed like a gothic punk rocker and was probably one of the sweetest girls you'd ever meet. They literally lived to confuse people.

"You're a trashy whore, you know that Sarah?" He hissed as he lit a cigarette. They used to get along, but that was before she'd become a drug addict. The only semi-normal one in their family was Kellie, but that was only because she was scary smart and refused to let herself be touched by the gang life in any way. She even had plans to go on to a college he couldn't even think about without feeling hopelessly undereducated.

"Oh bite me Benny." She spat and he rolled his eyes and slipped into the kitchen, hoping to grab himself a beer and avoid his father for the rest of the day, maybe head upstairs and talk to the twins a little. They were always interesting to talk to, seeing as they looked exactly identical with the same razor cut bangs, stick straight black hair, and ridiculously blue eyes, but acted and dressed like complete contradictions, not only of each other, but their personalities. He liked talking to Kellie too, but she was so smart, sometimes he'd get lost in the conversation and have to find an excuse to leave, but if the twins weren't home, that's where he was headed. Anything to avoid running into his father.

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Harley spent the day serving the Saints half of them she’d know her whole life and they might as well be her uncles. The other half were like her brothers, Harley considered herself both lucky and cursed, lucky because she knew that anyone of the Saints would give an arm and a leg to make her happy, because she was Victor Delgado’s daughter. She was cursed though too and what had happened between her and Benji was a prime example of that.

She lend against the counter, facing the bar, bringing her fingers to her lips. Remembering the tingle she still got when Ben had kissed her and the way her skin had felt when he’d touched her. He was intoxicating and she could already feel herself becoming miserably addicted to the thought of them being together when she knew they couldn’t. Sure when he was dead she was dead inside, but now that she knew he was alive, she hadn’t stopped trying to figure out a way for them to be together, but every plan had faults.

“Baby? Babydoll?” she heard her name and Tommy at the bar, he was drunk that much was obvious. “What the fuck’s wrong with you?” he growled in a low voice. “Your staring off into space again.” He spat as he walked behind the bar and grabbed her arm roughly and pulling her outside so they could be alone, she ripped her arm away from him and shoved him away which only pissed him off. The air was warm and it was dark, she’d spent the entire day filling in for her dead friend.

“You’re what’s wrong with me.” She spat “Your exhausting, Tommy.” She sighed running her fingers through her hair. He laughed and she rolled her eyes, because she knew something sarcastic was coming and she knew that they were about to get into their second fight for the day.

“I’m the exhausting one?” he asked taking a threatening step-forward and suddenly Harley wished she had something in her system, because she knew whatever he was about to say would hurt and she’d take it, because she was too exhausted to fight him. “You’re a fucking psychopath babe, no one aside from your brothers and me would be willing to put up with your shit and I’m the exhausting one.” He said raising his voice.

She felt tears rim her eyes, because she knew he was right. She was an absolute train wreck. She hated the Tommy knew exactly how to make her feel like shit especially when she was sober. He let out an irritated sigh and she watched him slip back inside the bar. She glanced to her car, before pulling out her keys and pulling out onto the road. She drove for a long time and when she finally cut the engine she was parked across the street from the Blood Shadows bar and she knew what she was doing was stupid.

It was high time for Bloods to be there it was nine o’clock at night, she’d be stupid to walk in there. She watched the bar for a long time, before she finally got the nerve to get out of her car and walk across the street, she knew it was suicide if they recognized her, but she didn’t care. She just wanted to see him, to know it had really been him and not some tormented dream. She’d only gotten halfway there before she spotted him out front, with another girl. She sighed, turning around then and heading to her car. She promised herself all she was going to do was make sure he was really alive and she’d leave.



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Elijah had spent the entirety of the day bugging Harley for drink after drink. He couldn’t keep his eyes off of Jaydon and he hated himself for it. The more he drank the more he thought about their kiss and the more he thought about kissing her in front of everyone. He knew he couldn’t though, Jaxon and Harley and the rest of the Saints would have his head, so h just continued to drink and drink and drink. Finally he disappeared into the bathroom with one to the girls who always hung around the bar trying to hook up with the bikers.

They’d fucked in the bathroom, he’d done a few lines of coke and then they’d fucked a second time. When he was finished he’d kicked her out like she was worthless and then he’d shot up. The thought of Jaydon’s lips all over his little brother was driving him absolutely insane. Nothing he did would allow him to stop thinking about what had happened earlier that day.

Finally he’d come back out of the bathroom and he’d made his way outside and lit a cigarette leaning against the wall, he debated going home and sleeping with Veronica, but she’d only nag him and he knew he’d only hurt her, due to the fact that he was beyond fuck up. He smoke through three cigarettes and watched as Harley’s car pulled out of the parking lot and he sighed, heading back inside.
He made his way to Jaydon and pulled her off Eric’s lap somewhat roughly, because he couldn’t handle it anymore. He knew he’d regret it later and maybe she’d stop him before things went too far, but it was driving him absolutely crazy.

“We need to talk.” He breathed dragging her to the bathroom, before pulling her in and locking the door behind them, he grabbed her pulling her close, his lips centimeters from hers. “I don’t know what the fuck you did to me when you kissed me, but I can’t get you out of my fucking head.” He smirked before pressing his lips to hers and kissing her hard, loving the way her lips felt against his.



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The next few hours made for what was arguably the longest day in her life. Kissing Eli had fucked her up bad. To the point where she honestly couldn't think of anything else as she sat there in Eric's lap. They spent the day making out and drinking until it was pretty safe to say she was wasted and she honestly couldn't stop her eyes from glancing at Eli every now and then. She'd watched him slip into the bathroom with some girl, and she hadn't even realized she'd tensed until Eric pointed it out, but she'd shut him up easily by going back to kissing him some more.

They were in a crowded bar, but the fact that they were in the back corner, where it was a little darker, meant that they were also a little secluded from everyone else so she let his hands wander, not bothering to stop him because she was honestly just desperate to get Eli off her mind. Kissing him had been beyond wrong, even high off her ass, it should have never happened, and it was best for both of them if it never did again. Yet that was literally all she could think about and it was driving her nuts because it didn't make any sense.

Eventually, Jade saw Eli coming back out of the bathroom, heading outside and she debated following him. Maybe if she could just talk to him about it a second she could clear her mind, but she knew that was a bullshit excuse. The real reason she was sitting there thinking about following him was because she wanted to kiss him again, she knew that. So that's why she stayed where she was, because she couldn't run out there after him and kiss him again. All it would take was a late arrival or a glance out the window and they'd be caught.

So Jae just went back to kissing Eric, letting her lips trace his jaw, pretending he was the only thought in her head. She didn't see Eli come back in this time, so when he grabbed her and yanked her roughly off Eric's lap, she was surprised, and she was about to turn and ask him what the fuck he thought he was doing when he spoke first.

“We need to talk.” He breathed, not even giving her a choice as he dragged her through the bar to the bathroom, releasing her to close and lock the door behind them. Once it was locked, he grabbed her again and pulled her close, completely stealing away any words she'd had about how crazy he was being, his lips centimeters from hers, driving her crazy. “I don’t know what the fuck you did to me when you kissed me, but I can’t get you out of my fucking head.” He smirked before kissing her hard on the lips.

Jae couldn't help herself. She'd been thinking about his lips all fucking day, and now that she had them against hers, it was even better than the kisses on the beach. She moaned against his lips, heart pounding, knowing it was wrong even as she wrapped her arms around his neck and stood on her toes, slipping her tongue past his lips to deepen it. "Fuck." She breathed as she continued to kiss him. "I can't stop thinking about you either." She mumbled against his lips before pulling herself tighter against him, kissing him even harder, knowing, if he didn't stop, she sure as hell wouldn't be able to.




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Hoping he could dodge his father had proven to be an impossible task because, even though he'd gone upstairs to hang out with the twins for a while, Sarah had told him where he'd gone, so he'd tracked him down and dragged him downstairs and outside where he could yell at him properly. Only it was a useless attempt at privacy, because even as he stood there, he could glance up at the house and see three bedroom windows open, making it clear they had eavesdroppers.

His father had yelled at him for a good hour and a half, and at the end of it all, he'd honestly felt like shit because his father was the one and only person in the world, aside from Harley, who's opinion mattered to him. No once could cut him down like his father could, so standing there, listening to him call him everything from a waste of a son to an arrogant asshole had really hurt.

After that, he hadn't waited around much longer. He'd walked right back inside, headed for the front door. As he was passing the stairs, Parker was barreling down them towards him, all black, red, leather, and studs, looking like she'd been crying, arms out like she was going to hug him, but he just slipped past her and outside because he didn't feel like listening to her trying to make him feel better. He felt like getting drunk.

So he'd hopped on his bike and taken off to his father's bar, where his gang hung out, and spent pretty much the rest of the day there. He'd lost track of exactly how many drugs he'd taken, but all he knew was it had worked. By the end of the day, his father was out of his head. Only Harley wasn't.

But he knew the remedy for that. He'd been doing it every night for three years. So he grabbed the girl who'd been fawning all over him all day and pulled her outside, backing her up against the building and pulling her panties down from under her dress, glancing around to make sure no one was around, fully intending on fucking her right there in the shadow against the building.

Only when he'd glanced around, he'd spotted Harley, standing in the middle of the street watching him and he cursed under his breath and released the girl, turning and leaving her there, running after Harley. Before she could get back in her car, he grabbed her wrist and turned her. "When I said you know where I am, I wasn't intending for you to go on a fucking suicide mission Har." He breathed, holding her eyes because they both knew it was dangerous for her there. "I've been thinking about you all day. I can't stop it." He sighed. "Actually, I've been thinking about you everyday for the past three years, but I'd have to say today had been particularly difficult." He sighed, running his fingers through his hair.

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Harley had known it was stupid to come find him. She knew he’d only break her heart, because it had been too long. She didn’t blame him for trying to move on, it was expected of him. The way it was expected of her to marry Tommy, because he was a Saint and he’d be faithful to her. But, it killed her to see him with some other girl whether he loved her or not. She knew he’d changed she’d seen it in his eyes back at the bar that morning.

She just hoped that maybe…but she knew it was false hope. She felt him grab her wrist and spin her to face him and she took a few steps back, because she couldn’t stand being close to him, when she was on the verge of breaking down. She hadn’t even realized she’d started to cry. She’d been more emotional exhausted in the past twelve hours then she’d ever been in her entire life, including when Ben had “died”.

"When I said you know where I am, I wasn't intending for you to go on a fucking suicide mission Har." He breathed and she held his eyes, trying her best to fight her pain. "Actually, I've been thinking about you everyday for the past three years, but I'd have to say today had been particularly difficult." he sighed and she listened as he completely avoid what he’d just been doing.

She wasn’t entirely sure what to say to him. She could see it in his eyes he was high off of something, she knew because he had the same darkness in his eyes that Tommy and Jax had when they were high off their asses and it scared her, because she wasn’t sure if he’d hurt her if she pushed him too far. But, Harley couldn’t help but push his buttons it was her only defiance and it was what she knew how to do best.

“Is that the best you got babe?” she breathed. “Where the fuck did you think I was going to go, it was here or your house and I figured I had a better chance here then if your father answered the door and wander why I was there after three years.” She spat harshly, letting her anger take over because for once she was tired of crying over him. “You really looked like you were missing the hell out of me, just a second ago.” She hissed taking a threatening step closer. She didn’t know who he was but she didn’t give a shit, if he hit her or her said something cruel it was better than feeling numb at this point. She ripped off the chain that was around her neck, that had been hidden under her shirt, with their engagement ring still on it. Tommy hated that she wore it. She threw it at him.

“Thought you might want that back…seeing as I won’t be needing it.” She spat before turning and heading to the driver’s side to get in, but she knew better. If she knew any biker, they didn’t let there girls get away with what she’d done to him, but she didn’t give a shit.



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Kissing her was incredible, her lips alone were intoxicating and even as he kissed her he knew he should pull away, because it was wrong. Everything about their situation was a bad idea. Yet, as shitty as he felt about it he was too selfish to pull away from her lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he warped an arm around her waist, pulling her tight against his body and he kissed her harder groaning as she slipped her tongue past his lips.

"Fuck." she breathed between kissed. "I can't stop thinking about you either." She mumbled before kissing him harder and he smirked loving that he wasn’t the only one who was feeling that way, if he was he might just loose it.

For the moment he chose to ignore the fact that she was his little sister or the fact that he was married or she was ten years younger. None of that matter, the only thing that matter was the way it felt kissing her, because he hadn’t felt that way about someone it three years and he was convinced he never get that feeling from anyone else, but he had with Jaydon.

He walked her up against the wall pinning her there, kissing her hard, slipping his tongue past her lips. His kiss was rough, because of who he was, but there was no less passion or need in the kiss. His lips left hers and moved quickly along her jaw he paused at her ear.

“We shouldn’t be doing this.” He breathed against her skin, but his voice told her that he didn’t give a shit, it was honestly just making him want her that much more. He kissed her skin softer this time, it was the kind of kiss he used on most girls to get them to keep coming back, it was an understatement to say that Elijah was experienced when it came to pleasure a girl, he should have a fucking doctorate in fucking a girl and keeping her coming back for more. He was incredibly good at what he did. “Tell me you don’t want this Jadi…” he whispered against her skin as his lips moved down her neck incredibly slowly, teasing her on purpose.

One hand rested on the wall next to her head, while his other hand slipped under the waistline of her shorts as he rubbed between her legs. “Because you know once we do this,” he breathed pulling away to hold her eyes, but continuing the rub roughly between her legs a wickedly arrogant smirk on his face that made you hate him and want him at the same time. “There’s no going back.” he said holding her eyes.



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Jade couldn't make herself stop kissing him. It felt impossibly good, and at that point she didn't care if it was the liquor or her own fucked up mind that made it so incredible, all that mattered was that, the more he kissed her, the harder it was to pull away. He was incredibly intoxicating, which was strange, because she'd never thought about him that way until that moment, but now that she was, she wasn't sure she'd ever stop. He'd never go back to being her older brother. Suddenly he'd become something else entirely and that was scary as hell.

He walked her backwards and she let him, smirking when he pinned her up against the wall, everything in her on fire, heart racing because she was pretty sure she knew were their kissing was going. He was kissing her roughly, and everything in his kiss told her he needed her which made her head spin out of control. She wasn't sure anyone had ever wanted her so badly in her life. His lips moved fast along her jaw and she closed her eyes as he paused by her ear. She was entirely out of breath, and she knew, even if she wanted to push him away at that point, she couldn't.

“We shouldn’t be doing this.” He breathed against her skin, but his tone made her smirk because it was obvious he didn't care. Before he'd been married, back when he was younger, he'd been a lot like her, always wanting to do the things he shouldn't be, and she knew that it was still in him, she just didn't see it as often anymore. She had to admit though, despite the truth in his words, it only made her like the idea all that much more. She'd always wanted things she couldn't have.

He kissed her skin again, softly, making her breath quicken and her knees weak. His lips on her skin were incredible, better than anything Eric had ever done to her and she knew, if she let him continue, it'd be the best she'd ever had. Because he was so much older and more experienced than the stupid high school boys she was always fucking. It was both an exciting and a terrifying thought because, while she knew it would be incredible, she also knew it would be easy to get addicted, and she just couldn't. "Tell me you don’t want this Jadi…” He whispered against her skin but he didn't stop, he just started kissing along her neck slowly, teasingly, and she closed her eyes. Even though his words were telling her to push him off, it was like he was only saying it because he had to. Because his lips felt like they were trying to persuade her.

Jade couldn't move. She could hardly breathe, and if she had any chance of stopping it before it went to far, it was thrown right out the window when he slipped a hand into her shorts and started rubbing between her legs, making her moan instantly because his touch was like pure fire. “Because you know once we do this,” He breathed and held her eyes, arrogant smirk on his lips, like he knew exactly what he was doing to her and he knew she wouldn't break away, and she had to be honest, it was working. She couldn't focus on his words with his hand rubbing her roughly the way it was. “There’s no going back.” He said holding her eyes and Jade just closed her eyes and moaned again.

"Fuck." She breathed before placing a hand on the back of his neck in his hair, pulling his lips back to hers hard, her entire body wanting him at that point. "I don't care." She breathed against his lips because it was true, he had her so worked up at that point, she wouldn't have cared if Jax was standing there in the room with them, she wouldn't be able to stop herself. "Just fuck me. Hard." She breathed in his ear, trailing her lips along his jaw quickly, almost desperately.




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Benji could tell she was upset and he couldn't blame her. Several hours ago he'd been swearing he'd love her until he died and told her she could come find him if she decided she needed him to, and then she had, and when she'd found him, he'd been about ten seconds from fucking some other girl. He felt like shit, but he was fucked up, so it didn't last long and he almost hated that she'd come to find him. Because he was afraid he might hurt her. He'd caused her enough pain, he didn't need to give her any more.

“Is that the best you got babe?” She breathed. “Where the fuck did you think I was going to go, it was here or your house and I figured I had a better chance here then if your father answered the door and waondered why I was there after three years.” She spat harshly, and he sighed. “You really looked like you were missing the hell out of me, just a second ago.” She hissed, making his jaw clench because the truth was, the whole reason he'd been about to fuck that girl was because he couldn't stop missing her and he'd wanted her out of his head. She'd never understand just how much he'd missed her the past three years.

“Thought you might want that back…seeing as I won’t be needing it.” She spat and tossed something at him and he bent to pick it up. His engagement ring to her on a chain. She'd stalked off and gotten in her car, but he was still in front of it, so she couldn't go anywhere without running him over, and he knew Harley was tough, but he doubted she'd coldly run him down like that.

His fist clenched around the ring before he walked quickly over to the driver's side, pulled the door open, and yanked her out of the car roughly. He held her by the shoulders tightly as he slammed her back into the car and closed the space between them, to that there were mere inches keeping them apart. "You don't want the ring?" He spat, holding her eyes. "Fine, but it doesn't change anything." He hissed, shaking his head.

"You'll always be mine. Don't even try to lie to me and tell me you don't feel the heat between us." He smirked arrogantly. "I know you're afraid to stand too close to me because you're afraid of it. Of the fact that you still fucking love me." He shrugged and held her eyes. "You can marry Tommy if you want, baby, you that'll never change." He spat before kissing her hard on the lips, fisting his hand in her hair tightly, refusing to let her break away, knowing if he kissed her long enough, he'd get her to melt.

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She started her car and she was fully intent on leaving and she was honestly pissed off enough that she was debating telling Jaxon, Eli, and Tommy and letting the Saints and the Bloods finally fucking fight it out. It was inevitable the two gangs were just waiting for their moments to attack. She didn’t realize Ben had moved and when she glanced up he was gone and on his way over to her door, only she didn’t get a chance to lock it before he opened the door and jerked her out of the car roughly. He slammed her into the car, causing her to let out a frustrated and pained groan. She was sore from her fight earlier that day with Tommy. He closed the space between them and the heat was undeniable.

"You don't want the ring?" he spat and she held his eyes, her breathing was heavy and she stayed silent for the moment. "Fine, but it doesn't change anything." she rolled her eyes, trying to shove him away but it was no use.


"You'll always be mine. Don't even try to lie to me and tell me you don't feel the heat between us." she hated the arrogance written all over his face and she hated it even more that he was right. "I know you're afraid to stand too close to me because you're afraid of it. Of the fact that you still fucking love me. You can marry Tommy if you want, baby, you that'll never change.”

He pressed his lips to hers then and at first she was too frozen by the way he’d called her his, like she was a possession and that was her first red flag that he’d changed for the worse. Then she realized his lips were pressed to hers and he kissed her hard, a hand fisted in her hair holding her there so she couldn’t push him away even if she wanted to and she tried, because she knew exactly what he was doing. She knew if he continued, he’d have her again.

Eventually though she couldn’t fight him anymore, her need to feel his arms wrapped around her and the taste of his lips, was too much for her to fight. She took a fist full of his shirt and pulled herself closer. She also knew him well enough to know that fighting him would only make him force her to kiss him that much longer. They were both stubborn and if she gave him what he wanted he’d let her go. But, once she’d finally given into him, he had her and it killed her. Because, she’d stopped fighting he loosened his grip just enough for her to shove him away. She moved her body quickly so he couldn’t trap her against the car again, however she knew even if she tried to run from him he’d catch her.

“Fuck you.” She breathed but it was weak because all she wanted to do was kiss him. “You don’t know anything!” She yelled frustrated with herself for giving into him and she was frustrated with him acting the way he was. She ran her fingers through her hair frustrated with the entire situation she’d gotten herself involved in and she wondered why she’d even gone there in the first place. “You’re nothing but a spineless coward.” She spat “And your wrong,” She said holding his eyes. “I don’t love you.” She lied, pretty convincingly, but as convincing as it was she knew he’d be able to see right through her and it would only piss him off.

She kept her distance from him, if he wanted to fight her she’d fight him, but she knew he’d win and even though she knew he’d win whether it be with cruel words or his lips, she didn’t care because she wasn’t about to let him get away with how badly he’d fucked her up, with a simple kiss. If he wanted her he was going to have to fight through hell and back to get her back. She was going to make him fell the way he’d made her feel for the past three years without him.



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He knew he had her just by the way her breathing had changed. If she hadn’t have wanted to go through with it even as high as Lijah was, he wouldn’t have forced her and that’s why he kept his eyes on her. He was watching her for any sign of discomfort and he’d step away at the first sight, because it was different with her. With other girls he couldn’t give a shit if he hurt them and left them feeling like shit, but Jae, he didn’t want to hurt and that scared the shit out of him, because all he knew how to do after Sabrina had died, was hurt girls. Veronica was the prime example of that.

"Fuck." she breathed, placing a hand on the back of his neck and he smirked. "I don't care." he probably should have though his plan through a little better, because he’d already fucked one girl in the same bathroom and he wasn’t too keen on giving Jade the impression that she was a cheap whore, but he had no choice they were already there, trying to take their affair somewhere else would only kill the mood and cause them to rethink what they were about to do. "Just fuck me. Hard."

He kissed her hard then, breaking their kiss only to pull off her shirt and toss it aside before his lips went right back to her. There was a magnetic pull between them that he’d never felt, not even with Sabrina, though he wouldn’t admit that. He continued to rub between her legs knowing that it was driving her wild while his hand slipped into her hair and tilted her neck, making it longer and his lips ran along her skin, kissing her teasingly along her neck in no particular way, just letting his lips touch all the spots he knew would make her entire body tingly.

He brought his lips back to hers then and kissed her hard, he finally moved the hand that was rubbing between her legs, to her back and he slid his hand up her spine before undoing her bra and tossing her aside. He pulled off his shirt then and spun her so her back was facing him as he moved her hair kissing softly, yet still rough and passionately along her shoulder blades.



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Eli kissed her hard and she kissed him back just as hard, desperate for the feeling his lips gave her, unable to get enough. He broke the kiss to pull her shirt off before continuing to kiss her as his hand continued to rub between her legs, making her absolutely crazy, moaning softly against his kiss.

His hand slipped into her hair to tilt her neck and she let him willingly, closing her eyes as his lips traced her skin teasingly, causing her body to tremble every time his lips came down on her skin. It was absolutely incredible, she'd never felt what she was feeling before, and she wasn't sure if it was just him and the fact that he'd fucked a lot of girls and knew what he was doing, or if it was something else. Whatever it was, it made it incredibly easy to forget that what they were doing was horribly wrong because it felt so impossibly good.

Finally, he brought his lips back to hers and kissed her lips hard before moving the hand that was between her legs, wrappiing it around her back. His fingers slid up her spine, making her shiver in his arms as he unclipped her bra and tossed it off and suddenly, her heart was beating so hard she felt like it was going to break out of her chest as she watched him slip out of his own shirt.

He turned her around then, making her smirk wickedly and close her eyes as he moved her hair out of the way and kissed along her shoulder blades, somehow managing to be soft and rough at the same time, making her want him so badly it hurt. Every single touch was better than a hundred of Eric's and she knew she was getting in over her head. She'd never forget the way his lips and hands felt on her, even if they were just fucking in the bathroom of a bar, it'd be in the back of her mind every time anyone else touched her and she hated that because that meant she'd be addicted.

She wouldn't be able to stop herself. She'd keep coming back for more, and the longer they kept it up, the more danger they were in of someone finding out, but she knew already she wouldn't be able to stop herself. Just like she hadn't been able to stop him from kissing her. As wrong as it was, it just felt too good. "We're going to hell." She moaned deeply as he kissed her skin, though her lips were turned up in a smirk and she didn't bother trying to stop him because it was too late. He'd just become her new drug and she was already addicted, making her powerless to stop it.

Instead, she just reached down and slipped her shorts off, kicking them away, dying to get on with it because his lips on her skin were making her crazy.




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Ben held her tightly even as she fought him, refusing to let her to because he knew she still felt something for him and he knew she was rejecting it, but kissing her would force her to feel it and that's wall he wanted. For her to own up to the fact that she still loved him.

After a minute of her struggling to push him off, she finally relaxed into it and he smirked as he continued to kiss her, able to feel that she'd let herself slip. She wasn't fooling him in the least bit by asking him to leave her alone, she still loved him and wanted him, he could taste it in her lips and that was honestly all he needed so he relaxed, figuring he had her, letting his grip on her loosen.

Only she pushed him off and he sighed as she slipped around him, putting distance between them. “Fuck you.” She breathed and he just rolled his eyes. “You don’t know anything!” She yelled, but she was wrong. Maybe she was right in saying he hadn't been there for her so he didn't really know what had been going on with her the past three years, but she was wrong in assuming he didn't know how she felt. He knew she still loved him and he also knew she didn't love Tommy.

“You’re nothing but a spineless coward.” She spat and if he wasn't high, that would have hurt a lot more because she was basically telling him he was exactly what he'd been afraid he was for the past three years. "And your wrong, I don’t love you.” She lied, and he just scoffed and rolled his eyes.

Benji reached out again quickly, grabbing her above the elbow this time and pulling her over to him, glaring at her. "Nice try sweetheart." He spat, holding her eyes. "But I can see it in your eyes." He shrugged and brought her so close their lips were almost touching. "I love you Harley." He breathed and shrugged. "I'm sorry I hurt you, honestly I am, I don't know what else you want out of me babe." He said as he kissed her jaw, hoping maybe she'd just give in because he honestly couldn't live without her anymore.