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Elijah Youngblood [120] "Secrets make us interesting, without them...how would we thrive?"
Benjamin Bones [120] "Don't trust me, I'll only let you down.
Harley Delgado [120] "Somewhere along the way, I lost myself and I've never been the same since then."
Jayden Delgado [120] "I'm not your fucking princess."
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Jade ran as fast as she could, knowing what she was doing was practically suicide, but unable to really care. She didn't want Harley in the hands if the Bloods anymore than herself, even if Ben still loved her, there was only so much he could do. However, Eli caught up to her, grabbing her by the arm roughly and shoving her into the wall.
She hit it hard, because of how fast they were running and she wanted to scream and kick him and maybe even break down sobbing because she was beyond frustrated. At everything. At the song they'd played for Harley's wedding, at how guilty she felt for fucking Eric, at Eli for the way he'd treated her when they fought, at the fact that her sister was being kidnapped and she couldn't do anything to stop it, even going so far as to hate herself all over again for not being there for her father's death.
She was tired of all this shit happening in her life that she had no control over and she just wanted a little ducking power. She just wanted to put a bullet in someone so she could say she fought instead of just standing there while her sister was taken away. But she didn't get the chance to fight him or yell at him or even cry because he kissed her and suddenly, all of the bullshit stopped. His lips on hers took all that away, leaving only a fire that spread across her entire body.
He groaned and kissed harder, making her moan, kissing him back, her entire body missing the taste of his lips. It felt like way too long since they'd kissed and now, she needed it more than ever because she was a second away from really losing it. Eventually, he pulled away, resting his forehead against hers and she closed her eyes with a deep sigh, feeling a hell of a lot better after his kiss, like she'd taken something, even though she hadn't. She was stone cold sober, but his lips had calmed her down the way only drugs could before she'd kissed him that first time on the beach.
âHarley will be fine. You know as well as I do, Ben wonât let anyone touch her.â He breathed and, even if she was worried, she nodded, wanting to believe him because he said it and she trusted him. âHarley got you out of there if you go back, youâll make what she did pointless.â He said and she knew he was right because, even if she managed to shoot someone and get her frustration out, they'd still get her. âAnd, I canât lose you Jadi.â He whispered and kissed her again.
Jade moaned softly against his lips, wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing back before hearing footsteps and pushing him off, knowing they couldn't get caught. She smirked and grabbed his hand, pulling him down the hall a little ways, ducking quickly into a dark, empty room, closing the door behind them before pushing him against the door and kissing him again. Jade kissed him hard and desperately, needing to feel the fire that took away her problems and made her head feel light, feeling like she might explode without it.
Harley fought Dean with everything she had, but Ben knew Dean could handle her. She was a tough girl, but Dean was stronger. Finally, at the van, he set her down and she tried to run again, only to be caught by Bobby. Ben winced, watching him throw her against the van and threaten he'd before she spit at him and he punched her. He hated watching it, but there was only so much he could protect her from.
Eventually, Bobby tossed her to him and Ben caught her, holding her as she struggled to breathe, knowing a blow from Bobby was more than enough to knock the wind right out of you. âYou better put your bitch in check Bones, because if she treats your daddy like that, heâll put a bullet in her head.â He spat before heading around to the front of he van and Ben just sighed.
"Don't make this worse then it has to be Harley." He breathed softly because they were alone for a moment. "I'm going to get you out of here, but if you cause to much trouble, they'll kill you before I can." He sighed as he bent and swept her legs out from under her, lifting her, knowing, after Bobby's punch she really wasn't in any condition to fight, and if she did, it'd be weak enough that he could handle it.
He walked around to the back of the van and opened the doors with one hand before setting her inside, grabbing her wrists, pulling them behind her back and duct taping them together, doing it all as gently as possible, knowing she had to be in pain before closing the van doors and walking around to the passenger side, hopping in and telling Bobby to get his ass on the road before anymore Saints showed up.
"Don't make this worse than it has to be Harley." he breathed and if she would have been able to, she would have scoffed. She wasnât sure it could get much worse. "I'm going to get you out of here, but if you cause too much trouble, they'll kill you before I can." He sighed as he picked her up and she hated that even as much as she hated him at the moment there was no denying the magnetic heat between them.
She really wanted to believe that he could get her out of there and that he would, because when it came down to it he had more sway then any of the other Bloods. However, she was still a Saint and she always would be and Bloods and Saints would always hate each other. In the end if the situation was swapped she knew no matter how much she begged and pleaded, Jaxon and Elijah would still end up killing Ben whether she wanted it or not. It had nothing to do with whether or not they loved Harley, it was strictly a gang thing.
Harley fought her tears, because she didnât want them to see her crying. The drive was long and they were pretty much sending her to her death. Even if Harley managed to escape on her own in the middle of the night, she already knew they were taking her deep into Blood territory and sheâd never get out alive by herself. Sheâd finally managed to normalize her breathing and when she did she only had one thing on her mind and that was making Ben feel like absolute shit, until she ran her mouth to the point of pissing him off and pushing him over the edge because that was what she was best at.
âSo Benny, whatâs daddy going to think when you only show up with one Delgado?â she finally spat bitterly breaking the silence in the car. âYouâre a fucking failure, Iâm pretty sure thatâs what heâs going to think.â She smirked wickedly. âBy the way, I donât need your fucking helpâŠand I donât want it.â She said referring to his comment earlier about getting her out of there. She turned her attention to Dean then. âI bet you feel pretty good about yourself, you fucked all the information out of this stupid blonde.â She hissed and Dean just rolled his eyes.
âWhat can I say Kitten.â He lend in close and her jaw clenched, but she forced herself to hold his eyes. âYou were easy, now I know why Benny canât stay away, youâre a great fuckâŠbut stupid as shit.â She smirked grabbing her jaw and kissing her roughly, she bit his tongue hard, drawing blood causing him to recoil and slap her across the face and as bad as it hurt, se pretended it didnât even faze her.
Elijah smirk as she moaned into his lips and wrapped her arms around his neck as she kissed him back and he was relieved that she was going to try and fight him. Only theyâd heard footsteps and as quickly as sheâd pushed him off heâd pulled away. She smirked up at him and he already knew what she wanted to do. He let her pull him into an empty room and push her up against the door, before she kissed him and he wrapped his arms around her waist, closing what little space was left between them because he need to feel her body against his.
He knew it was beyond fucked up that he was about to fuck her when Harley had just been kidnapped and Tommy was possibly dead. But, he couldnât help, he need her to feel okay. Without her he was a fucking nut case out of his mind obsessing over her, when he was with her he could function, he could breath, and he felt alive.
He slipped his hand to the of her neck making her pull away and he held her eyes for a moment, before spinning her around so that her back was facing him as he unzipped her dress. The heat between them was intoxicating, something he never had with anyone else. I had only really been a few days since theyâd been together last, but to him it felt like a fucking eternity and he both hated and loved that he needed her that much.
His lips moved slowly along her shoulders as he moved her hair to one side and his lips moved up her neck. On hand pushed her hips into his, his hand moved down to her upper inner thigh, rubbing it roughly, while his other hand slid into her dress and to her chest as he moved his hand slowly across her upper chest making every movement fluid and rough, leaving her want more. He slipped off her dress and shoved her against the wall roughly as he unbuttoned his pants his lips moved up the back of her neck.
Eli's arms wrapped around her, pulling her body against his, making her smirk against his lips, loving the way their bodies felt against each other, even through their clothes, it was incredible. Fucking him after what had just happened was messed up, she knew that, but she didn't care. As far as she was concerned, everything the two of them did was messed up, this wasn't anymore fucked up than the fact that they'd fuck anytime they could be alone when they were supposed to be brother and sister.
His hand slipped to the back of her neck as she kissed him before using it to force her to pull away, and she held his eyes, hoping he wasn't going to stop, wanting him to keep going so bad, she was prepared to beg. He spun her then and she smirked, tilting her head forward as he unzipped her dress, loving the way it felt just to be near him and dying to have his hands on her skin. He kissed her shoulders slowly, making her breathing and heart rate pick up, loving the way his lips felt on her skin, wanting more.
Eli moved her hair to the side and pushed her hips hard against his, his hand reaching down to rub her inner thigh roughly. Jade closed her eyes and tilted her head back, moaning deeply as he slid his other hand into her dress, running his hand slowly over her chest, every inch of her body on fire from his touch, needing him.
He slipped her dress off, shoving her against the wall roughly, making her smirk, catching herself with her hands, biting her lip as she heard him undoing his pants and his lips started to move up the back of her neck, making her moan again. Jade's heart was pounding, her head was spinning, and she was getting impatient, every inch of her body craving his.
She slipped her hands down to her hips and pushed her panties down, feeling like she'd lose it if she waited much longer, but knowing he usually liked to tease the hell out of her and make her beg. "Eli..." She moaned softly, biting her lip, hoping the sound of her moaning his name would make him just as desperate as she was.
The drive was quiet, for the most part, until Harley started talking and he glanced at her in the rearview mirror. âSo Benny, whatâs daddy going to think when you only show up with one Delgado?â She spat and he just rolled his eyes, knowing what she was doing. She was pissed so she was lashing out at him. If she wasn't careful, she was going to get herself hurt. âYouâre a fucking failure, Iâm pretty sure thatâs what heâs going to think.â She smirked and his jaw clenched as he looked out the window, doing his best not to lose it.
âBy the way, I donât need your fucking helpâŠand I donât want it.â She said and he scoffed, about to tell her she sure as hell looked like she needed his help, sitting in the back of his van, arms taped behind her back, but he decided against it, feeling like it was probably a better idea to ignore her.
âI bet you feel pretty good about yourself, you fucked all the information out of this stupid blonde.â She continued, turning her attention to Dean and Ben rolled his eyes, hoping she'd get bored and shut up soon or he was liable to slap the shit out of her. He just wanted to get her to his house so his father could tell him what he wanted with her.
âWhat can I say Kitten. You were easy, now I know why Benny canât stay away, youâre a great fuckâŠbut stupid as shit.â Dean taunted right back before kissing her, making Ben's jaw clench as he watched in the rearview mirror. She bit him and he slapped her, making him wince, though silently he was just glad it wasn't him.
"That's enough Dean." He spat before glancing at Harley. "You too." He hissed, rolling his eyes, looking back at Dean. "If she talks again, tape her mouth too." He shrugged before turning his attention back to the road as Bobby drove them back into Blood territory.
Finally, they reached his house and Bobby cut the engine, hopping out and heading inside. Ben walked around the back to let Dean out before grabbing Harley, pulling her out. "Bobby was right you know." He hissed, holding her right and glaring at her. "You try any bullshit with my father, he'll kill you in a second." He waned before pushing her towards the house, forcing her to walk as he held a gun at the small of her back.
"That's enough Dean."Ben spat and Harley just smirked. "You too." he hissed and she just rolled her eyes. "If she talks again, tape her mouth too." he shrugged like he didnât give a shit about her and she had to admit it hurt, more than she was willing to admit to herself and it made her question if he really loved her or not.
She kept her mouth shut for the rest of the ride to Benâs house. Not because she wanted to, but because she was mentally preparing herself for the worst. Even if by some chance they didnât kill her, they were still ruthless and she was still going to be tortured and get the shit kicked out of her, if not for the simple fact to get information out of her and to see exactly how loyal Benji was to his precious Bloods. She wouldnât be surprised in the least if her father forced him to do most of the torture and the sickest part about it was no matter what he did to her, sheâd still be completely and hopelessly in love with him, in fact sheâd probably even love him more. She was a gluten for intense pain and punishment and Ben was the perfect guy to feed her hunger for it.
When theyâd finally gotten to the house Bobby didnât wait around he headed inside. Benji came to the door and Dean climbed out and after Dean, Ben pulled her from the van roughly. "Bobby was right you know." he hissed holding her tightly and she wished she wasnât dressed in a fucking wedding dress, because itâd be easier to kick Benâs ass when she got him aloneâŠif she got him alone. "You try any bullshit with my father, he'll kill you in a second." he warned her and she rolled her eyes as he forced her towards the house his gun digging into her back.
âThen Iâm as good as dead baby.â She breathed letting him she wasnât scared and she wasnât going to just roll over and take their shit. She didnât care who his father was. âI wonder if youâll be the one to bury my body.â She spat back bitterly as he shoved her inside.
She slipped off her panties and he smirked as he slipped off his pants, but he wasnât ready to fuck her yet, because he liked making her beg and messing with her. He liked feeling liked control. She moaned his name like she was desperate for his touch and he smirked wickedly. He spun her around and pinned her arms above and lend in like he was going to kiss her, but he didnât he let his lips graze hers as he held her eyes.
âI know you still fucking Eric.â He whispered against her lips darkly. âThe hickeyâs on your neck and the way he touches you are a dead giveaway princess.â He hissed holding her eyes.
His free hand moved from the inside of her thigh to in between her legs and her rubbed her roughly, before his hand continued extra slow up her body. Even though he was the one taunting her and playing his fucked up head games. She was still driving him completely wild, his heart beating rapidly, and his skin burned. His hand came up around her neck and he held her tightly, chocking her roughly, but not rough enough to actually hurt her, he smirked down at her raising a brow.
He pressed his lips hard against hers as he kept his grip tight around her neck and on her hands. His lips left hers as they trailed along her jawline and down her neck, before he brought them back to her lips and kissed her hard, slipping his tongue past her lips to deepen the kiss before he pulled away and spun her back around an pressed her into the wall as he pressed his body into hers.
âYou wanna show me how sorry you are.â He whispered tauntingly. âOr you want me to make you sorry.â He breathed.
Theyâd fucked for a good hour until he heard Jaxonâs voice pass the room they were in and he forced them to stop, because he knew Jaxon was looking for them and if he walked in theyâd be royally fucked. He pressed his lips to her forehead as if apologizing for having to cut it short. Jaxon was probably going out of his mind looking for the two of them.
âShit.â He breathed slipping his clothes back on and tossing Jade her clothes. âThat was fucking incredible babe, but if Jax finds us like this heâs going to murder me.â He smirked, because theme sneaking around and doing something they shouldnât behind every ones backs only added to their hot sex.
Eli spun her around swiftly then, pulling her arms up above her head and pinning them to the wall, making her heart pound rapidly, loving the way he liked control. She'd never had anyone treat her so roughly before and she had to admit, she liked it, she liked that he had the ability to control her. No one else in the world could make her desperate enough to beg, and yet it seemed like almost every time she was with Eli, he got her to beg him.
He leaned in, like he was going to kiss her, but instead, he just let his lips graze her lightly, making her crazy, wanting him so bad it hurt. âI know you're still fucking Eric.â He whispered against her lips, making her heart stop altogether because she felt like shit for fucking Eric and he'd just called her out on it. âThe hickeys on your neck and the way he touches you are a dead giveaway princess.â He hissed and she bit her lip, as she held his eyes, wanting him to fuck her.
He moved his hand up the inside of her thigh, rubbing between her legs roughly and she moaned, tilting her head back and closing her eyes, loving the feel of his touch. His hand slipped up her body, moving agonizingly slow, wrapping around her throat tightly, cutting off her air some, making her smirk back at him as he raised an eyebrow and smirked at her.
Finally, he kissed her hard, keeping his hand around her neck and her arms pinned above her head, the roughness of the kiss and the lack of air making her head feel light as he started to kiss along her jaw and down her neck, driving her nuts. The anticipation was killing her, but he kept her pinned, unable to do anything about it as he kissed her again hard and she kissed back.
He spun her back around then and Jade moaned as he pressed his body against hers, heart beating so hard, she was afraid it'd break her ribs, body shaking in anticipation, wanting him. âYou wanna show me how sorry you are.â He whispered tauntingly, making her bite her lip. âOr you want me to make you sorry.â He breathed before finally fucking her.
They spent the next hour fucking and it was incredible. She could have gone much longer, but they heard Jax's voice outside the door and knew they had to stop before they got caught and he murdered them both. Jade turned back around as he pulled away from her and kissed her forehead like he was sorry about cutting it short but she just shrugged. It might have been short, but it had still been great. She wouldn't trade that one hour with him for a whole day with Eric.
âShit.â He breathed and she watched him slip on his clothes while she caught her breath before he tossed her hers and she started to pull her panties and dress back on. âThat was fucking incredible babe, but if Jax finds us like this heâs going to murder me.â He smirked, and she smirked back, knowing he was right, but loving the danger in getting caught fucking him.
"Yeah, I'm sure he's worried about us." She breathed, every inch of her body wanting to keep fucking him, but knowing they had to let Jax know they were okay or he'd send out a search party. Especially after what had just happened with Harley. She walked over to him, placing her hands on his chest and leaning up on her toes to kiss his lips hard and long before finally pulling away and sinking back down to her flat feet. "Come on, let's go find him before he sends the dogs after us." She chuckled, heading for the door.
âThen Iâm as good as dead baby.â She breathed and he rolled his eyes. âI wonder if youâll be the one to bury my body.â She spat back bitterly and he just shoved her inside. Sarah's music could be heard softly thumping upstairs in her room, Kellie's bedroom light was on, and up on the landing of the huge grand staircase, peering down through the stair railing, were the twins.
Ben just sighed and shoved Harley past them into the living room where his father sat on the couch. Upon seeing him, he stood and Bobby and Dean closed the French doors behind them to grant them privacy from the rest of the house as he walked over and Ben slipped his gun away. His father stood in front of Harley, looking her over a second. "Bones, I thought I asked you for both the Delgado girls." He spat and Ben just rolled his eyes.
"Well shit got in the way." He shrugged and kicked the backs of Harley's knees, knocking her to her knees, glad, once again that he was fucked up or all this might be too much for him. "What do you want me to do with her?" He sighed, running his fingers through his hair, hoping he'd just tell him to take her upstairs and lock her up for now.
Ben didn't miss the glance his father shot between Bobby and Dean, meaning they had something planned for Harley before he looked back at him. "Where are your manners Benjamin?" He asked with a wicked smirk and Ben just rolled his eyes. "The poor girl's still in her wedding dress. Take her upstairs and let her change."
He shrugged, dismissing them with a wave of his hand, gesturing for Dean and Bobby to stay.
Ben sighed and pulled Harley back to her feet, walking her back out of the room and up the stairs. The twins were still sitting at the too of the stairs, staring at them as they passed, and Kellie came and leaned in her bedroom doorway with her arms crossed, watching with an amused look on her face. Ben just flicked her off and pushed Harley into a bedroom next to Sarah's. It had no windows for her to jump out and locked from the outside. "Try not cause too much trouble princess." He spat before closing the door and locking it.
He slipped over to Sarah's room, ignoring her protesting as he stole some of her clothes before heading back to Harley's. "You've really fucked up this time Benny." Kellie said from her spot in her doorway across the hall and he turned to look at her, wondering what she knew that he didn't. Probably a lot actually, but specifically, about Harley.
"Dad's going to make you kill her." She shrugged. "He's throwing a party down at the bar tonight. Everyone will be there." She smirked wickedly. "You're the entertainment." She shrugged before slipping back into her room and slamming the door.
Ben knew why she was acting that way. She was pissed at him for getting their father to let Sarah back in the house. He hoped she was bluffing to freak him out, she liked doing that, but he had a horrible feeling she wasn't. With a sigh, he slipped back into Harley's room and tossed the clothes he'd grabbed her down on the bed, leaning against the wall and lighting a cigarette.
It was like she was being walked down the halls of a prison to be sat in the electric chair the way Benâs sisters were looking at her and she knew that Ben had pretty much kidnapped her and brought her to her own execution, Bloods style. If Dean had been telling the truth about everything heâd told her. Benâs father stood up then and looked her over and it took everything in her to keep her mouth shut, she just glared back at the man who looked her over like she was a prostitute and it pissed her the fuck off.
"Bones, I thought I asked you for both the Delgado girls." His father spat and Harley rolled her eyes suddenly glad sheâd fought so hard to get Jaydon away from them, because there was no telling what they would have done to Jae just to get Harley to beg for her life.
"Well shit got in the way." Ben spat back before kicking her behind the knees and she winced when her knees hit the cement, but she just kept her head down. "What do you want me to do with her?" she was finding it harder and harder to believe Ben actually loved her and she hated that she loved him so much, because it be easier if she could just hate him.
Benâs father told him to take her upstairs, so she could change. Ben ripped her up from the ground before taking her inside and pushing her into a room, that was clearly escape free. "Try not cause too much trouble princess." he spat before slipping out of the room again and she wanted to scream so badly.
She hated him or the person that he was pretending to be to impress his father. It mad her physically sick. She was going to die at the hands of the only fucking guy sheâd ever completely let in and it was killing her. Sheâd gotten in to far over her head this time and she honestly didnât know how the hell she was getting out of this one. She was shaking and she couldnât stop the tears from running down her cheeks, but in all honesty she wasnât scared, she was just frustrated and angry at her situation. Angry at the fact that loving completely and not being able to move on because sheâd become so accustomed to him being around that when heâd âdiedâ it hurt to breath without him. None of it had mattered to him and it killed her.
He slipped back into the room and tossed the clothes to her, before casually leaning against the wall to light himself a cigarette. She didnât say anything to him, not at first. She simply slipped out of her dress and slipped out of her dress and she winced as she ran her fingers across the black and purple bruise that Bobbyâs punch had left. She turned back to face Ben then.
âCanât exactly put a shirt on with my hands taped together.â She breathed, holding her hands out for him to cut the tape off. âUnless of course you want me to go out there like this.â She shrugged, not bothering to look him in the eyes because she honestly couldnât.
Eli honestly wanted to stay there with her all day, because with all the shit that just went down, he wasnât sure when him and Jade would get a moment alone again. Then again, it might be just the distraction they need to see each other more.
"Yeah, I'm sure he's worried about us." she breathed before walking over to him and placing a hand on his chest leaning up on her toes to kiss him. She kissed him hard making him smirk, before finally she pulled away and he sighed. "Come on, let's go find him before he sends the dogs after us." She chuckled and he nodded following after her.
It didnât take long for them to find Jaxon and him and Eli had gotten into it. Jax had told them Tommy was in the hospital and that it was Eliâs fault and then Eli had fired back saying it was either Tommy or Jade and that seemed to shut him up pretty quickly. Until he asked if Harley was okay, Eli figured that heâd assumed because Jade was there Harley was okay too, when Eli had broken the news, Jaxon had nearly broken everything he could get his hands on aside from him and Jade.
Eventually theyâd all ended up back at the Delgadoâs house. More than a three dozen Saints, Veronica, Marky, Eric, Jade, Eli, and Jaxon. No one was really sure what to do, because sure they could storm in there and try and take Harley back but that would probably just get Harley killed, if she wasnât already dead. The second they saw a Saint in their territory, Harley would be dead.
Elijah, Jade, Marky, and Jaxon sat in their fatherâs old study. Jaxon had said they all needed a moment alone, just the Delgado siblings. Eli honestly felt like a huge fucking failure, their father had handled the Saints for years and nothing like what happened a few hours ago had ever happened in his thirty plus years of being a leader, yet the first two months him and Jaxon had taken over all hell had broken loose.
âEli, I want you to leave town with Jade.â Jaxon said ripping him from his thoughts and taking him by surprise. âI donât care where the hell you go and I donât even want to knowâŠitâs better that none of us know.â He continued. âBut, they want her too.â He breathed taking a shot of whisky. âYou two need to stay gone, until we get Harley back orâŠâ he trailed off not wanting to finish his sentence, but everyone knew what else he meant.
âJax, I canât leave you guys. Iâm just as much a part of this as you are.â He said standing up and Jaxon just rolled his eyes.
âI get that E.â He spat. âYou my brother, blood or not youâre a Delgado, you always will be. Thatâs why you have to get Jae out of here and Marky and I will stay behind and figure this shit out.â He sighed running his hand through his hair and Elijah knew his brother well enough to know he wouldnât be sending him away if he didnât think something bad was going to happen, Jaxon looked more worried than Elijah had seen him in a long time.
Elijah glanced to Jade, wanting to know what she thought about the whole thing. Sure of course he wanted to jump on the idea of him and Jade being alone for God knows how long, with no Veronica and no Eric, just the two of them, no one knowing where they were, but the Saints were family and Jaxon was pretty much giving them permissions to bail.
They found Jax pretty easily and Jade sat, staying quiet as Eli relayed the story and Jaxon freaked out. Honestly, she couldn't blame him. Her older sister was in Blood hands. Hell, she might already be dead. The thought was terrifying and she pushed it away, not wanting to think that way. Harley couldn't be dead. They had to her her back. She couldn't handle losing another family member so soon after her father's death.
Eventually, they'd all headed back to the house. All meaning shitloads of Saints, not just them, but at some point, the siblings slipped into their father's study to talk about what to do and be alone for a moment. Jae sat in one of the chairs, legs kicked up on the desk, smoking a cigarette quietly, not sure what to say. She was practically useless there. Jax and Eli would never let her participate in getting Harley back because the Bloods wanted her too and it made her crazy to think she was so completely powerless to do anything.
âEli, I want you to leave town with Jade.â Jaxon finally said and Jade raised an eyebrow, bringing her cigarette to her lips and taking a long drag as she waited for him to explain. âI donât care where the hell you go and I donât even want to knowâŠitâs better that none of us know.â He continued and Jade glanced at Eli. âBut, they want her too. You two need to stay gone, until we get Harley back orâŠâ He trailed off, leaving it completely obvious what he meant and Jade blew out a cloud of smoke and looked away as Eli stood and tried to argue with Jax.
Jax just shot him down, insisting that him and Marky could handle it and she sighed and took another drag off her cigarette, meeting Eli's eyes as he looked at her. She knew what they were both thinking. That they'd finally get to be alone for a while where no one could catch them fucking and they could go out in public together all they wanted.
But then there was also the fact that it was no better than running away. It almost felt cowardly, taking off and hiding, turning her back on the family, but eventually she just shrugged and nodded. Because she knew what would happen if she stayed. Jax would put her under house arrest, she'd get no time with Eli whatsoever, and she'd go insane feeling absolutely useless. At least if she ran, she could spend her days with Eli instead of sitting around the house going stir crazy not knowing what was happening to Harley.
"Fine." She finally breathed, putting out her cigarette with a shrug and pulling her feet from the desk. "It's not like any of you will let me help if I stay anyway. I'm just as useful gone as I am here." She sighed, rolling her eyes. "I'll go pack." She shrugged and slipped upstairs to her room, tossing a backpack onto her bed and starting to stuff it with shit before changing into a pair of black skinny jeans, a white t-shirt, some black boots, and her leather jacket, sitting on her bed and lighting another cigarette.
Ben took a drag off his cigarette, watching her slip out of her dress before she turned to face him, wincing when he saw the bruise on her skin from Bobby. âCanât exactly put a shirt on with my hands taped together.â She breathed, and held her hands out to him. âUnless of course you want me to go out there like this.â She shrugged, and he sighed, taking her arms and pulling her towards him, able to feel that familiar heat between them that made him crazy.
Ben flipped his knife open and cut the tape open, pulling it from her skin as gently as he could before using his hold on her wrists to pull her body close to him. He knew she was pissed and hated him, but learning what he just had from Kellie, he needed her to know he loved her. So he kissed he lips gently, but not for long, knowing she wouldn't want him to. He released her so she could get dressed and went back to smoking his cigarette.
"I love you Babydoll." He breathed, watching her. "I hope you know that." He shrugged, flicking his cigarette away. "Kellie says they're going to try to make me kill you. In front of everyone." He said, being honest with her because she deserved to know what was going to happen to her. It was silent between them a moment, like he was going to do it, but just wanted to tell her before sighing and running his fingers through his hair.
"I won't do it though." He admitted, looking away because it killed him to have to betray his father right in front of him, but he was going to have to. "I can't. I love you too much." He shrugged with a sigh. "If I have to stand there and tell that to everyone I've ever known, I'll do it." He breathed softly because the thought terrified him. He wasn't sure what would happen once he refused. Most likely, his father would kill Harley on the spot to prove a point and get rid of his weakness so he was going to have to figure something out. All he knew was that he couldn't kill her no matter who asked him to.
He grabbed her hands and used his knife to cut the tap. She hated that sheâd trapped herself, because she already knew what he was going to do, before heâd even pulled her close. She knew him way to well. He pulled her close and kissed her gently and she felt her stomach twist and her whole body was on fire, but almost as quickly as heâd kissed her heâd pulled away, not giving her a chance to push him away, though if heâd have kissed her longer she wasnât sure she would have had the strength to push him away. She wanted close the distance between them and pull him back to her lips, but she didnât want him to think sheâd forgiven him. She was way too damn stubborn for that.
She walked back over to the shirt, her back turned to him as she slipped it on and she could feel his eyes on her. She was terrified, not of dying, because sheâd lived every day of her life since she was a little girl flirting with death, because of who her father was, so sheâd gotten to a point where it didnât even bother her. What she was really scared of was being without him, sheâd never really believed in Heaven or Hell or an afterlife at all. But, the chances that there were one and she had to live an eternity without him, the thought terrified her.
"I love you Babydoll. I hope you know that." he breathed and she sighed, because she did know, she just tried not to let herself believe it, because it was easier that way, kept her from getting hurt. "Kellie says they're going to try to make me kill you. In front of everyone." he said and she bit her lip keeping her back to him.
The silent was brutal, because she figured he was done talking and that he was actually planning on killing her and she wouldnât blame him if he did. She understood what had to be done, because of who he was, but that didnât stop the stabbing ache in her heart that he could so easily betray her. She kept her eyes closed, because she was afraid the second she opened them, sheâd start crying.
"I won't do it though." he final said and she let out a silent breath that she hadnât realized she was holding. "I can't. I love you too much. If I have to stand there and tell that to everyone I've ever known, I'll do it." He breathed and she could hear in his voice that the thought of having to kill her terrified him and she couldnât help but smirk, because she wasnât sure sheâd ever heard real fear in Benâs voice and she loved that him loosing her was the cause of that fear.
She turned to face him then. âDonât be stupid Benji.â She breathed, crossing her arms in front of her holding his eyes. âI know you love me and thatâs why you gotta be the one to kill me.â She shrugged like it was no big deal. âYou tell your daddy no, heâs just going to make Bobby do it and make you watch. You do it, my death will be quick.â She smirked, making it very clear she had a plan.
She wasnât sure what it was that had struck a chord in her and suddenly turned her back into the scheming bitch she was when she was with Ben, but it was like everything all of a sudden came to her a ways out of their fucked up mess at least a temporary fix until they he come up with something else.
âYou died onceâŠâ she trailed off raising a brow. âHow bad could it be?â she smirked crossing the room and closing the distance between them, before fisting his shirt in her hand and pulling his lips to hers placing a hand on the back of his neck, kissing him hard before pulling away a wicked smirk on his lips. âConvince your dad you want a few days to get information out of me.â She said holding his eyes. âRough me up a little, I always liked it kind of rough anyways.â She laughed. âThen kill meâŠyou bury the body. You keep your girl, I donât die, and you make daddy proud.â She said before pushing him away and heading towards the door. âWhere are you manors Ben, take me back to your dad.â She smirked mocking his father.
Eli felt like he was abandoning the Saints, heâd never been one to run. In fact heâd been the one to jump head first into things ninety-percent of the time and now his brother was telling him to leave, forcing him and it made him feel like complete shit, but in all honesty he didnât have any other choice. He loved Jae and he didnât want anything happening to her and if that meant he had to turn his back on his brother and the rest of his biker family then heâd do it without a question.
"Fine. It's not like any of you will let me help if I stay anyway. I'm just as useful gone as I am here." Jade sighed and he matched her sigh with his own. "I'll go pack." she said and Elijah watched her slip from the room before turning his attention back to Jaxon.
Jaxon had explained that theyâd talk once a week, Elijah would have to call from a payphone seeing as Dean could tap their phones if he really wanted to. Him and Jax had talked for a long time, before theyâd finally hugged and it was bittersweet, because if things got too bad, Jax or Marky could end up dead. He hugged Marky before slipping out of the room. He felt like Veronica deserved an explanation or at the very least him telling her that they were leaving, but Jaxon had said heâd break the news and in the end that was the better choice, because he already felt like shit for what heâd done to Ronnie, that if she begged him heâd probably stay because he felt obligated.
He knocked on Jaeâs door, not bothering to wait for her to answer before slipping in and taking a seat next to her on the bed. He lit a cigarette, taking a long drag off of it. They were leaving a lot of people behind and they were leaving the only place theyâd ever really known as home and it was no telling how long theyâd have to stay gone.
âIf you wanna tell Eric byeâŠI could drop you off for an hour or whatever.â He shrugged. Eli wasnât stupid he knew she cared about him whether she wanted to admit it or not. âEither way, you name a place and thatâs where were going.â He smirked. âI was kind of thinking Hawaii would be nice this time of year.â She shrugged, blowing out a cloud of smoke. âOr maybe an apartment overlooking Time Square. Wherever you wanna go baby.â
After a minute of sitting there, smoking her cigarette, a knock came at her door and she glanced up to see Eli walk through. He came over and sat next to her on the bed, lighting his own cigarette. Jade sighed, bringing hers to her lips and taking a slow drag. She knew she should head downstairs and say goodbye to her brothers, they could get themselves killed, but she didn't want to. If she said goodbye, it'd feel too final. She couldn't deal with the fact that they might not ever see each other again.
âIf you wanna tell Eric byeâŠI could drop you off for an hour or whatever.â Eli said, making Jae raise an eyebrow, knowing he hated Eric. âEither way, you name a place and thatâs where were going.â He smirked and she grinned. As horrible as it was to have to leave her family at a time like this, it was exciting to think about getting to go somewhere with Eli where they could really be alone. Where no one could find them and they didn't have to worry about getting caught. âI was kind of thinking Hawaii would be nice this time of year. Or maybe an apartment overlooking Time Square. Wherever you wanna go baby.â He said and she sighed, running her fingers through her hair, thinking about it a second.
"You don't have to drop me off at Eric's." She finally shrugged with a sigh, because she really wasn't good with goodbyes. She'd rather avoid them. "I'll just call him later." She smirked and brought her cigarette to her lips, taking another drag before blowing out a breath of smoke and flicking it away.
Jade stood in front of him and grabbed her backpack, swinging it onto her shoulder with a smirk. As worried as she was about her family, it'd be nice to have some time for just the two of them without Eric or Veronica. Maybe they'd be able to stop fighting so much, and they could actually go out in public together because no one would know who they were. "Hawaii sounds nice." She smirked with a shrug, ready to get going.
Harley turned to face him, smirk on her lips and he raised an eyebrow at her, watching her. âDonât be stupid Benji.â She breathed, and Ben rolled his eyes because he knew it was stupid, he just didn't see any other way. He couldn't kill her. Nothing in the world would be able to make him. âI know you love me and thatâs why you gotta be the one to kill me. You tell your daddy no, heâs just going to make Bobby do it and make you watch. You do it, my death will be quick.â She said and he winced, knowing she was right.
âYou died onceâŠâ She trailed off and he raised an eyebrow at her, realizing she had something up her sleeve. âHow bad could it be?â She smirked and he just sighed. It had been a lot of work, staging his death and he'd had to have his father's help. He wasn't entirely sure he could do it again for her, on his own. She crossed the room towards him, grabbing his shirt and kissing him and he smirked against her lips and kissed back, loving the taste of her kiss.
âConvince your dad you want a few days to get information out of me.â She said, pulling away. âRough me up a little, I always liked it kind of rough anyways. Then kill meâŠyou bury the body. You keep your girl, I donât die, and you make daddy proud." She said and he watched her head for the door. âWhere are your manors Ben, take me back to your dad.â She smirked, tone mocking and he smirked and rolled his eyes.
He grabbed her arm and lead her back down the stairs to the living room where his father was waiting and he smirked as he stood. "Welcome back son, you ready to go to a party?" He said and Ben rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, Kellie told me all about what you want me to do." He shrugged, gesturing towards Harley, making it clear he knew he wanted him to kill him and he watched his father rolled his eyes, clearly irritated that Kellie had spilled it to him. "I'll kill her." He shrugged, smirking wickedly, lighting a cigarette. "Just not yet." He said, taking a drag.
His father raised an eyebrow and he just smirked. "I think it's a pretty big waste if you kill her so quickly. She's a Delgado." He smirked. "She's good for information, why don't we see just how much before we execute her?" He suggested and his father sat on the couch, looking like he was thinking it over while Ben waited, grip on Harley firm. "Besides, right now, the Saints wouldn't dare make a move against us knowing we have her alive. The minute we kill her, they'll attack out of revenge." He said and his father nodded slowly, seeming to understand.
"Alright." He finally said, standing and walking over to him. "But if she somehow manages to get away, I'll kill you myself." He spat and Ben had no doubts his father fully intended on making good on that promise. "She's your responsibility. If something happens, you're the one who deals with the consequences." He shrugged and Ben just smirked.
"Where's your faith in me dad?" He laughed bitterly, shoving Harley back towards the stairs, glad he'd gotten him to agree. Now he just had to think of a way to fake her death and make it look real so his father wouldn't murder him. Hell, his father had been the one to plan his fake death. If anything wasn't done perfectly, he'd be able to tell.
Harley knew if there was a way to get her out of the mess she was in, Benji would do whatever it took to keep her alive. What she wasnât telling him though, was that as soon as she had the chance she was going to run. Itâd be hard as hell, but she was sick of everyone else having control of her own life but herself. Hell even Marky and Jade had more control of her life then she had an it was frustrating. Not to mention it would be easier for everyone if she just disappeared. Ben could move on with Hollie like he was supposed to, The Bloods and Saints would think she was dead and she could start over completely new, somewhere else. Iâd be lonely and sheâd never stop thinking about Benji, but having to hide their relationship wasnât exactly a relationship.
He grabbed her arm roughly and drug her down stairs, beck to where his father was and she just glared at him. She just hoped Ben could make everything look believable. She knew if he wasnât high, he wouldnât be able to do much to her and that scared her, because if they couldnât make it believable it wouldnât be worth it and she knew his sister Kellie was smart and if she really wanted to she could sell them out if she didnât believe that Benji didnât care about her.
Ben talked to his dad, told him heâd kill Harley but he wanted to get information out of her first. His dad had bought it on the condition that if Harley escaped Ben would pay for it and she just rolled her eyes. Finally Ben shoved her back towards the stairs and she didnât fight him as they slipped back into the room together and as soon as he closed the door she slipped away from him, sitting on the bed and leaning back on her elbows as she looked up at him.
âHow much trouble you think youâll get in if you give me something to fuck me up?â He smirked. âItâs the least you could do for kidnapping me on my wedding day and letting Bobby bruise me up.â She shrugged lightly. âBesides, I canât really believe that your dads going to let me and you be upper here all alone, heâll send Bobby or Dean and Iâm sure theyâll slap me around and if you donât mind Iâd kind of like to be numb for that.â She smirked. âCome on Benny Boy, please.â She pouted her bottom lip. It had been a good couple of days since she last had anything and her skin was itching for something.
"You don't have to drop me off at Eric's." She shrugged and he was glad sheâd opted out of going to Ericâs because heâd probably drive himself crazy while she was with him. "I'll just call him later." She smirked and he just nodded, before she stood up and swung her backpack over her shoulder. "Hawaii sounds nice." she smirked and shrugged.
âHawaii it is then.â He smirked standing up and giving her a quick kiss before slipping past her and gesturing for her to follow.
The Delgadoâs had a shit ton of money, however, their father had always been smart about it. They didnât live in some huge fucking mansion with a bunch of nice things. Their house was average and the things they had were mostly old, from when their father had still been married to Jaxon, Harley, Marky, and Jadeâs mother. Heâd always said he was putting it away for a rainy day and if they were living comfortably there was no use in spending money on useless shit. Eli had to admit, he loved that his father had taught him from a young age that money didnât mean shit, it was all about family. Jaxon had given Eli and Jade access to their fatherâs account with billions of dollars stored of course they were only allotted a certain amount.
When theyâd finally got to the airport, Eli was already missing his motorcycle and he hated that he had to leave it behind. It was when they stepped out of the taxi and it had taken them a good hour to get checked in before they were finally settled in the waiting area waiting to board their plane, which wasnât leaving for another hour. Elijah lazily flipped through a magazine all about Hawaii that the guest shop insisted he buy.
âIâm thinking a private beach house.â He said with a shrug like they were a young newlywed couple, he lend in close enough his lips grazed her cheek. âThat ways when we fuck no one can hear you screaming my name.â he smirked kissing her cheek before pulling away and tending back to his magazine.
They wasted no time heading to the airport, taking a taxi, going through another hour checking in before they were sitting down, waiting for their flight. She called Eric real quick, keeping it simple, telling him her and Eli had to leave, but not telling him where, keeping her goodbye short before hanging up and sighing, taking a drink of the coffee she'd bought. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't nervous. She was leaving her family behind for god only knew how long, not even knowing if they'd be alive when she got back.
At least she had Eli with her. If she had to do it alone or with anyone else, she probably couldn't. She'd rather sit home on house arrest than leave Eli behind too because, while she loved her other siblings, Eli had become something else entirely to her. She felt like she needed him to survive. Being away from him for that long, not knowing if he was safe would kill her, so, while she knew he hated the idea of turning his back on the Saints, she was glad he was there with her.
âIâm thinking a private beach house.â Eli said, flipping through a magazine like they were a couple about to buy their first house, making her smirk and raise an eyebrow at him. âThat way, when we fuck no one can hear you screaming my name.â He smirked kissing as he leaned in and kissed her cheek and Jade laughed and rolled her eyes, nudging him playfully as she took another drink of her coffee.
"A house on the beach sounds nice." She smirked with a shrug. Honestly, they could be living in the middle of nowhere, she didn't care, as long as she was with him. He was all she needed to be happy and she was more than glad that they'd finally get to be together for a while. While it was exciting, sneaking around behind everyone's back, at times, it could be a chore and she had to admit that it got to her sometimes that there was never really a future for them. He was married and she would never be anything more than the girl he was sneaking around with.
He might not think of her that way, but because they had to hide it, that's honestly what she was and she knew, eventually they'd have to end it. Veronica might want children at some point and then what? She couldn't keep fucking him if he had a family. It was worse than wrong. At least this way, she had some time to pretend none of that was a reality. She could pretend her and Eli were and actual couple, that they didn't have an expiration date.
Eventually, their flight was called and as they finally got on the plane, Jade settled in her seat next to Eli and laced her fingers in his with a smirk, glancing out the window. She was equal parts nervous and excited. Silently, she wondered if Harley was okay before pushing the thought out of her head. She was going to choose to pretend like she wasn't running from her family who could all potentially be dead by the time she got back. Instead, she was going to pretend her and her boyfriend were on vacation, because that was much easier to deal with.
Back in the bedroom, Ben sighed, watching her head over to the bed and lay on it. Honestly, he was getting so tired of his family and his father, he wasn't even sure why he was still standing there. He should have taken off a long time ago, but his loyalty to his father had been holding him back. Now, since their fight about Harley after that first night, his father did nothing but piss him off. He no longer wanted to follow orders.
Honestly, the only reason he was still there was Harley. He stayed because he wanted to keep her safe. If he left, she was basically fair game again and, not only that, but his father would make a point of lashing out at her to punish him, knowing that he'd be checking up on her and he'd find out. As long as Harley stayed, so did he. He couldn't do a whole lot, but he could do enough to keep her from getting killed or raped and that was good enough for him. If it weren't for her, he'd most likely be long gone.
âHow much trouble you think youâll get in if you give me something to fuck me up?â Harley asked, pulling him from his thoughts and he raised an eyebrow at her. âItâs the least you could do for kidnapping me on my wedding day and letting Bobby bruise me up.â She shrugged and he sighed. âBesides, I canât really believe that your dad's going to let me and you be up here all alone, heâll send Bobby or Dean and Iâm sure theyâll slap me around and if you donât mind Iâd kind of like to be numb for that. Come on Benny Boy, please.â She pouted and he rolled his eyes with a smirk, walking over and sitting next to her on the bed.
He pulled a baggie of coke from his pocket and plopped it in her lap with a grin. "Better hurry." He smirked. "You're probably right, Bobby or Dean will be up here soon." He sighed, pulling out a baggie of joints and lighting himself one, taking a long hit as he watched her, wishing more than anything that they could just be together because she was all he wanted in life. He'd sell his soul to be able to marry her like he'd promised three years ago.
She was dreading Bobby and Dean coming to check in on them. She expected it, simply because his dad knew their history and if he suspected that Ben had any feelings left for her, he wouldnât let them be alone for too long without supervision which frustrated her. She knew Dean well enough to know that heâd fuck with her just to piss of Ben knowing he couldnât do much about it and she knew Bobby would hurt her just to hurt her, nothing against Ben he just liked to see people in pain.
She watched as Ben crossed the room and sat down next to her on the bed and the electric heat between them made her want to climb into his lap and spend the rest of the day feeling his hands run across her skin and his lips all over her body. He tossed a baggie of coke in her lap and she smirked up at him.
"Better hurry. You're probably right, Bobby or Dean will be up here soon." She watched him light a joint and she raised a brow, but headed his warning pouring it out onto the nightstand, before doing one too many lines, she wiped the blood from her nose before glancing to him.
âShit, you must really want a show.â She smirked. âYou know that shit fucks me up and makes me fight.â She shrugged, she lend in kissing him hard, climbing into his lap, not caring who walked in at the moment and not really giving him a chance to say no as she slipped her tongue past his lips and slipped her hands up underneath his shirt. She heard the door behind her and she already knew who it was, Dean had a certain energy he carried with him and she could feel that behind her but she didnât bother to stop kissing him, she only kissed him harder, knowing it would piss Dean and Bobby off if he was with him, the was also the chance itâd get Ben in trouble but she couldnât stop herself, it had felt like forever since sheâd kissed him.
"A house on the beach sounds nice." She smirked and he couldnât help but laugh, for the first time since theyâd started seeing each other, things felt different, more real and less temporary and he had to admit he could get used to that feeling.
Finally they boarded their plane and he smirked when Jade laced her fingers with his and returned her gaze out the window. The thing about their relationships was Elijah looked a lot older then her, but not too old to be nothing more than a college student. Where Jade looked young but no younger than a junior in high school, which would earn them looks but not enough to get questioned. People wouldnât ask if they didnât know who they were and that was the best part of getting out of town was that they didnât have to hide their relationship.
The five hour red eye flight was long, but not agonizingly long. Heâd enjoyed the time with Jade even if most of it was silent, just knowing that she was going to be safe and that theyâd have some privacy for a while felt incredible. When the plane finally landed they took a taxi to a hotel for the night until they could go house hunting in the morning. Eli spared no expense for the room they got it had an incredible view of the ocean being the honeymoon suite. As soon as he closed the door behind them he grabbed Jadeâs wrist spinning her back to face him slipping his hand into her hair and kissing her hard.
âWhat do you say we get fucked up, order a shit ton of unnecessary room service, and spend the night celebrating our freedom.â He breathed against her lips with a smirk.
The plane ride was long, and they didn't talk much, but Jade didn't mind. She liked just being able to spend time with him, to be honest. Their sex was great, but she seriously couldn't remember the last time they'd just been together without really doing anything sexual. It seemed like they were all over each other at just the thought of being alone because she knew they didn't get to be alone that often so they felt like they shouldn't waste it when they were, which was fine, she didn't mind all the hot, crazy sex, but she did kind of miss just hanging out with him.
When the plane finally landed, they went to the hotel and Jade waited in the lobby while Eli got them a room before the two of them walked up to it. She smirked when he opened the door to reveal a huge room, making it obvious he'd spent a lot of money. However, she didn't get a very long time to admire, because, the instant the door closed behind them, he grabbed her wrist and spun her back to face him, bringing his lips down on hers hard.
Jae moaned against his lips as he slipped a hand into her hair, wrapping her arms around his neck and taking a step closer, bringing their bodies together. âWhat do you say we get fucked up, order a shit ton of unnecessary room service, and spend the night celebrating our freedom.â He breathed against her lips and she smirked.
"That sounds perfect." She breathed before pulling away, walking over to the bed couch, pulling off her jacket and tossing it over the back as she grabbed the phone from the end table and tossed it to him. "You call room service, I'll get the drugs." She smirked, opening her bag, pulling apart the inside liner to reveal a hidden compartment she'd stuffed with all her best shit before they'd left. She moved around to the front of the couch, sitting down on it as she pulled all the drugs she'd brought out and tossed them onto the coffee table with a smirk.
Ben watched her snort a few lines quickly before wiping her nose, making it clear she'd done a little too much. Honestly, he wanted some coke too, but for the moment, he just stuck to his joints, not really wanting to get super fucked up, knowing Bobby or Dean would be there soon and once they started harassing Harley and pushing his buttons, if he was fucked up, he was liable to kill one of them. Then his father would really murder him.
âShit, you must really want a show.â She smirked and he just shrugged. âYou know that shit fucks me up and makes me fight.â She shrugged and he sighed because it was all he'd had. He would have shot her up, but that would have required him to head to his room and get shit, then he'd have to get a needle ready, and he'd be lucky if Dean or Bobby weren't there by the time he got back, so coke it was.
Harley leaned over to him and he raised an eyebrow before she kissed him hard and he smirked against her lips, grabbing a fistful of her hair and kissing back. She climbed into his lap and he wrapped his free hand around her waist tightly, pulling her body against his as they kissed, loving the way her lips tasted. Her hands slipped under his shirt and her tongue slipped past his lips, making him groan.
All Benji wanted was to flip her onto her back and fuck her, but the door opened and he sighed. She continued to kiss him, and he wasn't exactly in a hurry to stop either until someone grabbed her by the hair, pulling her out of his lap and he glanced up, seeing Dean, rolling his eyes. "My old man send you to babysit Dean?" He spat, taking a hit off his joint, wishing more than ever that him and Harley could be alone so they could finish what they'd just started.
She hadnât kissed Ben for very long after Dean had slipped into the room, not even a minute later he pulled her off Benâs lap by her hair, making her wince in pain as he shoved her hard against the wall, she let out a frustrated groan as he pinned her there.
"My old man send you to babysit Dean?" she heard Ben say as she glared up at Dean and he just smirked down at her, which only pissed her off. She fought him, until he slammed her into the wall again, so hard he stole the air from her lungs and she started coughing violently, trying to catch her breath.
âYeah.â He finally answered Ben. âYour dad said if one of us didnât get up here soon, youâd fuck her and heâs not convinced thatâs how youâre going to get any information out of her.â He said honestly glancing over his shoulder to Ben with a smirk, like his father had suspected he was only bluffing and sent Dean to prove him right. âLooks like he was right.â Dean smirked
He grabbed Harley roughly and she knew itâd leave bruises among the many otherâs sheâd just received from Dean. He moved her so she was standing in front of Ben, before kicking the back of her knees so hard that when he knees hit the carp it, it made a loud thud. He grabbed the duct tape off the night stand struggling as she fought him taping her hands. Before he grabbed a fistful of her hair so tightly, it finally caused Harley to cry out in pain, before kneeling down to her level, keeping his eyes on Ben.
âWhatâs it going to be Bones?â Dean taunted. âYou going to get the information, teach me some of your tricks?â he taunted. âOr should I get my brother?â Harley jaw clenched and her breathing was heavy, now Ben didnât have much of a choice because Dean had made it very clear that he was going to watch Ben try and get information out of her and if he didnât then she was in Bobbyâs hands.
It felt so amazing to finally be alone with her and in all honesty, if he didnât fuck her, just being able to be with her and not have to worry about getting caught was good enough for him as far as he was concerned, they had plenty of time to mess around. There was a part of him though that actually really wanted to get to know her. Sure he knew her, but he didnât really he know her on the level that he wanted to. He wanted to know everything, what drove her and who she was when he wasnât around and that scared him, because he wasnât sure heâd ever really wanted to know that much about one single person.
"That sounds perfect." she breathed pulling away and tossing him the phone and he caught it with a smirk. "You call room service, I'll get the drugs." She smirked and he nodded.
The phone call was as quick as he could possibly make it, heâd order practically one of everything, not that theyâd eat it all, but he really didnât give a shit. When heâd hung up the phone he glanced to the table where he had the drugs laying out and he smirked walking over to her but he didnât sit down next to her, he lend in, sliding his hand on her neck and using it to tilt her head up, before pressing his lips to hers.
The kiss was gentler then it normally was. He rarely kissed her like that, it was passionate and told her a million things that h didnât quite know how to say out loud. His lips moved slowly along her jawline, before he brought his lips back to hers. When he kissed her the way he was, he didnât just feel excitement or thrill like he didnât when they were fucking and trying not to get caught, he genuinely loved her. He pulled away holding her eyes for a moment.
âI love you Jaydon.â He breathed against her lips. âYou mean the world to meâŠyou know that?â he said completely serious needing her to know while he could actually tell her. Not just after they were done having sex or during, he wanted her to know while he was still sober and long before theyâd did anything.
When he was done on the phone, Eli walked back over to her and she smirked up at him as he leaned down over her. He placed a hand on her neck, tilting her head back before kissing her. The kiss was gentle and deep and she moaned softly against his lips and kissed back. He rarely kissed her that way and she loved it because it made all the stress of their forbidden love affair worth it to know how much he really loved her.
She needed him more than she'd ever needed anyone, but sometimes she wasn't sure if it was all worth it. Sneaking around behind people's back, betraying her family, feeling like shit whenever she was with Eric or he was with Veronica. Sometimes, she didn't think love was enough to keep them going, but when he kissed her that way, she knew it was. She liked knowing she was important to him.
He kissed softly along her jawline and she tilted her head back with a moan, enjoying the way his lips felt on her skin before he brought them back to hers. When he pulled away, she held his eyes, and honestly, the rest of the world melted away. All her worry about Harley and her brothers was all but nonexistent. All that mattered was the two of them and the fact that they were finally alone.
âI love you Jaydon.â He breathed against her lips and she grinned, loving hearing him say it. âYou mean the world to meâŠyou know that?â He said and she closed her eyes, enjoying the sound of those words before kissing his lips again, harder this time, placing a hand on the back of his neck as she stood.
"I love you too baby, now let's get fucked up." She smirked, walking over to the stereo and flipping on some music, turning it up loud before walking back over up the couch, taking a seat and lighting a joint, taking a long hit, smirking up at him as she got herself a needle ready, dying to get fucked up.
Ben sighed, watching her fight him, knowing that'd only make it worse, but also that she was fucked up so it'd be no use trying to get her to stop. Dean slammed her into the wall hard, making him wince and glance away, not sure he could stand watching Dean beat the shit out of her, seeing as he was pretty sober.
âYeah.â Dean answered him and he rolled his eyes. âYour dad said if one of us didnât get up here soon, youâd fuck her and heâs not convinced thatâs how youâre going to get any information out of her.â He said making Ben roll his eyes. He honestly hated Dean. âLooks like he was right.â Dean smirked
Ben watched as he grabbed Harley and forced her to her knees in font of him, and he sighed, knowing where he was going as he grabbed her hair and duct taped her hands together so she couldn't fight. âWhatâs it going to be Bones?â Dean taunted and he rolled his eyes. âYou going to get the information, teach me some of your tricks? Or should I get my brother?â He spat and Ben's jaw clenched as he stood in front of her. He was too sober to really hit her, but if he didn't, Bobby would do it and he couldn't let that happen either.
"Shit." He breathed, turning around and running his fingers through his hair before turning back to face her. He slapped her hard across the face before pulling his knife out, kneeling in front of her and grabbing her jaw, forcing her to look him in the eye. "Alright, what have you got for us princess?" He spat with a smirk, bringing his knife up to her throat, eyes practically begging her to tell him something useful so he didn't have to hurt her much longer.
She struggled but it was no use, the way Dean had tapped her hands and the way he had a hold of her hair, made it hard for her to fight back. She honestly wondered if Ben would be able to touch her sober and she hoped he could, because Dean wasnât one for bull shit, he was a cop and filtering out what was real and what was bull shit was in his job description. If Ben didnât make it believable, theyâd be screwed. Harleyâs eyes followed him as he stood up in front of her.
"Shit." he breathed turning away from her and she clenched her jaw. She was convinced he couldnât do it and then, sheâd really be dead because she knew Dean wouldnât hesitate to run down stairs to get Bobby. He turned back around then slapping her across the face, before grabbing her jaw and forcing her to look him in the eyes. A wicked smirk on her lips. "Alright, what have you got for us princess?" he spat, bringing his knife to her neck, she could tell in his eyes that he wanted her to just give in.
However she couldnât, because she knew Dean knew her well enough to know that she was a Delgado, she didnât just bend for people no matter who they were and if she didnât try and fight Ben, heâd catch on. She could feel Deanâs eyes burning into her back and she knew that he wasnât going to leave until she gave Benny information and even when she did, she had a feeling if Ben didnât heâd beat the shit out of her to make it impossible for her and Ben to fuck, seeing as what heâd just walked in on.
âCome on Kitten, we donât have all day.â He spat using her hair to push her forward into the knife Ben was holding to her throat, but she didnât bother to struggle or even pretend that it bothered her. She let it fall silent between the three of them, like she wasnât going to answer before she finally spoke.
âPlease.â She breathed sarcastically. âNeither of you are going to do anything to me.â She shrugged. âYour both in love with me, itâs twisted really.â She smirked. âI think youâd sooner turn on each other.â She said honestly holding Benâs eyes. âKill me.â She shrugged, calling both their bluffs. âBesides, what could I possibly tell you about my brotherâs that you donât already know. You two were both good friends with them at one point, you know them just about as well as I do.â She rolled her eyes.
She kissed him harder this time and he kissed back just as hard as she placed a hand on the back of her neck and stood up. He wrapped an arm around her waist pulling her close, the closeness and the touch of his skin on hers drove him crazy, he never wanted to stop touching her and he was scared now that they were able to be alone when they went back, heâd never want to leave her side and he might really hurt Eric.
"I love you too baby, now let's get fucked up." she smirked and he matched her smirk as he released her and she made her way over to the stereo and flipped some music on.
He watched her as she made her way over to the couch, sitting, before lighting herself a cigarette and he watched her take a long drag, before feeling a needle and he smirked. It had felt like forever since heâd actually gotten high and he was silently glad that sheâd remembered to bring drugs, because heâd forgotten and there was no telling how long it would take to find a new dealer.
He made her way over to her sitting next to her, sliding his hand into her hair. He pulled her lips to hers while his free hand took the needle from her and when he pulled away he smirked as he slipped the needle into her skin on the inside of her elbow, but he waited a long moment before finally emptying the drug into her veins. He filled another needle, before shooting himself off and grabbing one of the small baggies filled with white powder and dumping it on the table in front of them cutting it into lines.
He was already feeling the effects of the heroine, but to him it wasnât strong enough. He wanted to be really fucked up, because aside from Jae, he didnât really have any big responsibilities for the moment. He didnât have Veronica breathing down his neck or Jaxon telling him how much he could shoot up because he still had to stay somewhat sober. Now though it was just the two of them and they were alone and he planned to not be able to remember the next morning. He lend in doing a few lines and he knew it was dangerous to do an upper and a downer, not to mention heâd taken an unsafe amount of both drugs.
When he was finished he glanced back to Jae with a wicked smirk on lips, he reached out pulling Jaydon into his lap and slipping his hands up under her shirt, his lips moving along her collar bone slowly. His whole body was on felt more than incredible. She was completely intoxicating, he knew he could send the rest of his life never wanting anyone but her, because she made him feel thing no one ever had.
Jade smirked at Eli as he came over and sat next to her. She pressed the needle to her skin, but he slid a hand into her hair and pulled her lips to his, distracting her while he took the needle from her. He pulled away then and she smirked, holding her arm out for him as he slid the needle into her skin, making her crazy as he just waited until he finally filled her veins and she moaned softly.
Jade leaned back against the couch, taking another hit off her joint, watching him as he filled himself a needle before also going for coke, making her raise an eyebrow. He'd be super fucked up. She took another his off her joint as he bent to snort the lines, watching him until he came back up and turned his attention to her.
Jade grinned at the wicked smirk on his lips, flicking her joint away as he reached out and pulled her into his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck. She moaned softly as his lips started to trace her collarbone and his hand slid under her shirt, setting her entire body on fire in ways no one else ever had, and probably ever would. She loved that for the first time since they'd started fucking, they had nothing to worry about. There was no time limit, they didn't have to stay quiet, no one had to sneak out, it was just them. They could go as long as they wanted, be as loud as they wanted, and then actually fall asleep together.
Jade pulled back with a smirk, pulling her shirt off and tossing it away before pulling his off too and then leaning back in to kiss him again. She kissed him hard, loving how rough he could get. Everything about him excited her. Just the way he looked at her when they were alone was enough to get her heart racing and her body needing him. She was entirely hooked on him and as much as she wanted to do the "right" thing and break it off, she knew she never would. She couldn't, he was like a drug, intoxicating and addicting.
âCome on Kitten, we donât have all day.â Dean spat as he pushed Harley against the knife Ben had to her throat and he didn't bother moving it, knowing he couldn't look weak in front of Dean. The look in her eyes as it fell silent was more than clear though. She wasn't folding just yet and it made him crazy because the longer she held out, the more he'd have to hurt her. So far, all he'd done was slap her and threaten her with a knife. He didn't know how much farther he could go before he cracked.
âPlease.â Harley spat and he rolled his eyes with a sigh. âNeither of you are going to do anything to me. You're both in love with me, itâs twisted really.â She said arrogantly. âI think youâd sooner turn on each other.â She said before turning her eyes on his, holding them and his jaw clenched because she was basically asking him to hurt her.
âKill me.â She said casually, like she doubted they'd do it. âBesides, what could I possibly tell you about my brotherâs that you donât already know. You two were both good friends with them at one point, you know them just about as well as I do.â She rolled her eyes. Ben sighed and pressed his knife harder against her skin, drawing blood with a shrug.
He lashed out, slapping her hard again, pressing even harder with the knife, dragging it across her skin slowly. "Come on babe, either you dig deeper, or I will." He smirked wickedly, holding her eyes, hoping like hell she'd just bend before, either he had to do something he'd really regret, or Dean got frustrated enough with her silence that he took over and then he'd have no control.
Harley held Benâs eyes and she knew he was getting desperate for her to crack, when he dug his knife into her sin drawing blood and had she not been so high, she may of winced, but with the drugs in her system she felt nothing but a slight irritating stinging, but she could deal with it. He slapped her again and thins time it was hard causing both her lip and nose to bleed.
"Come on babe, either you dig deeper, or I will." he smirked wickedly like he was getting braver and she raised a brow, the darker side of Ben that she knew he repressed, both scared and excited her. Sheâd always liked pain, but at the same time, she wasnât exactly sure what he was capable of and although she knew he wouldnât really hurt her, at least not sober, there was a look in his eyes that made her wonder.
âFine.â She breathed, licking the blood from her lip that she could already feel swelling up. âJax and Eli deal with Alejandro RodrĂguez. Iâm sure youâve heard of him, last time I checked your Bloods, couldnât get a hold of his drugs.â She shrugged knowing that kind of information would piss any Blood even Ben off.
Alejandro was the best in the business heading one of the most dangerous drug cartels in both Mexico and Brazil. He was hard to get in good with, but once you were in good with him, he had your back and some of the best drugs around. If his name was on the drugs you sold, people paid up the ass for them and the Saints had been making deals with him for close to five years. She knew it wasnât a huge bit of information, but it was enough to both satisfy and rile them up.
Dean ripped her up off the floor then by her hair and sat her down in a chair, before tightly tying her to it as if there was somewhere she could run. He knelt down in front of her grabbing her jaw roughly, forcing her to look at him.
âYouâre going to take us to him.â He said simply and Harley raised a brow. âYou might live after Kitten.â He said coldly.
âThe fuck I am.â She spat back, before laughing. âHe wouldnât touch a Blood if you idiots were the last gang on the planet.â She shrugged. âHe does do businessâŠâ she started but before she could finish Dean slapped her so hard across the face that her head was ringing and her head whipped to the side and it took her a good few seconds to realize what had happened.
She pulled away then and pulled off her shirt before pulling off his. She pressed her lips to his hard and he wrapped an arm around her waist pulling her close. He couldnât help but groan against her lips because the drugs were making her lips and skin on his a million times more intense and intoxicating. He rested a hand on the back of her neck roughly holding her in the kiss, not wanting her to pull away as he kissed her hard, deepening their kiss by slipping his tongue past her lips. His free hand slips up underneath her bra and he smirked as his lips left hers and traced along her jaw line. His hand on the back of her neck slid lightly down her spine until he reached her bra and unclipped it, sliding it off and tossing it aside.
In on swift motion he flipped her so that she was on her back, he slipped of his jeans, before his lips came down on hers again, one hand moved slowly and teasingly down her body, he unbuttoned her shorts slipping them off before he slipped his hands between her legs and rubbed her roughly. His lips moved away from her lips and along her jawline and down her neck, before he placed slow passionate kisses along her collar bone taking his time.
Now that they were alone, he didnât have to rush or worry about them getting caught and he intending on using every single second touching her and showing her just how much he loved her. Before all their sex had been hot and kinky, but now he wanted to show her that he actually cared about her an it wasnât just about the sex.
He lifted her up wrapping her legs around his waist, before walking her over to the bed, his lips never breaking her skin as he laid her down. He climbed over her, bringing his lips back to hers only this time the kiss was different. It said and meant more, he wasnât sure heâd ever kissed her so deeply and as he kissed her like that, he felt himself become addicted to her on a whole other level and he wasnât even sure that was possible and he wanted to blame it on the drugs but he knew it was more than that.
He left her lips and let his lips and hands roam her body freely, he kissed along her waistline, before slipping her panties off and tossing them aside kissing the inside of her thigh, smirking against her skin, loving how incredible it felt to be with her, just her.
Jae moaned when he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her body against his. His bare skin against hers set her on fire, making her feel better than anyone ever had. He held her in the kiss roughly with a hand at the back if her neck, making her smirk as she kissed him harder and he slipped a hand under her bra. His other hand slipped down her neck and spine, making her shiver and moan softly before he unclipped her bra and slipped it off.
He flipped her swiftly onto her back then and Jade grinned up as him as he brought his lips back down on hers, his hand making it's way slowly down her body, teasing her, driving her crazy. He slipped her jeans off then before his hand came up between her legs, rubbing her roughly and Jae moaned deeply, arching her back into him, loving the way his touch drove her wild.
Eli's lips traced her neck, jaw, and collar slowly, making her tilt her head back, enjoying the way his lips felt against her skin before he lifted her, carrying her over to the bed and laying her down. He kissed her lips again as he climbed over her, but instead of rough and demanding, it was deep, telling her he loved her and she kissed back just as deeply, needing him to know just how much she needed him.
His hands exploring her body set her on fire as his lips started to do the same, making her head spin, every inch of her wanting him. He kissed along her waistline before slipping her panties off, bringing his lips down on the inside of her thigh. Jae moaned instantly, arching her back, loving the way his lips felt on her skin, dying to get on with it. "Stop teasing me Eli." She breathed, biting her lip, knowing she had to sound desperate, but unable to help it because she felt desperate.
âFine.â Harley breathed, and Ben was glad. He was afraid he'd have to keep hurting her because he knew, once he really got going, he wouldn't be able to make himself stop. He'd become the monster he was back before he'd met her and during the three years he'd been trying to forget her. He wouldn't even realize what he was doing until it was over and she was either dead or close to it. âJax and Eli deal with Alejandro RodrĂguez. Iâm sure youâve heard of him, last time I checked your Bloods, couldnât get a hold of his drugs.â She shrugged and Ben raised an eyebrow.
Dean pulled her to her feet and Ben stood too, watching as he pushed her into a chair and tied her to it tightly, like she was going to run, even though she'd be stupid to try. She wouldn't even make it to the front door before she was caught again. Ben just watched Dean grab her jaw and force her to look him in the eye. âYouâre going to take us to him. You might live after all Kitten.â He spat at her and Ben rolled his eyes.
âThe fuck I am. He wouldnât touch a Blood if you idiots were the last gang on the planet.â She shrugged, making Ben raise an eyebrow. âHe does do businessâŠâ She started but just then, Dean slapped her, cutting her off. Ben took a step forward, placing a hand in Dean's shoulder as he slipped his knife away.
"That's enough Dean." He hissed, pulling him away from Harley, glancing at her. "She'll do it. She's not suicidal." He shrugged. "Why don't you go share this shit with my dad? I'll keep an eye on her, she can't exactly cause too much trouble tied to a chair." He shrugged, hoping he'd just leave and not push it farther. He wanted to be alone with Harley a minute.
Harley kept her head to the side refusing to look at Dean or Ben. She was exhausted from the day, but she knew it wasnât going to get much better. She could feel her neck still bleeding and her lip was swollen and bloody. She knew she had to look like a complete train wreck of blood and bruises. She was glad that Ben had let her get fucked up before theyâd started slapping her around, because had she been sober she might have creaked and told them everything.
That's enough Dean." she heard Ben intervene and she let out a silent breath of relief. "She'll do it. She's not suicidal. Why don't you go share this shit with my dad? I'll keep an eye on her, she can't exactly cause too much trouble tied to a chair." He shrugged and it was silent for a long moment before she saw Dean slip out of the room.
Her body ached, not only from what had just happened, but from how roughly sheâd been handled earlier by Bobby. Sheâd gotten so used to no being hit around over the past two months that her body was almost in shock after everything that happened, but she didnât let it affect her, despite the fact that it had sobered her up some.
âYou going soft on me baby?â she breathed finally glancing to him, with a smirk on her lips. âYou know Deanâs only doing what heâs doing, because you wonât.â she shrugged. âHeâs the one putting his hands all over meâŠnext it will be Bobby if you donât put your big boy pants on.â She said holding his eyes. âBy the way, howâs you fiancĂ©?â she spat a little more irritated. âIf you plan on marrying her, do me a favor and just put me out of my misery before she walks down that damn isle.â She said honestly.
He absolutely loved the sounds she made, ever breath and every moan he was hyper aware of. He loved that he was the one making her feel that ways. He wanted to make her feel the way she was feeling then, every time they were together. He didnât just want to play her like he did with most girls, he wanted to please her.
"Stop teasing me Eli." She breathed ad he smirked against her skin, letting his lips move along her upper thigh slowly. He wanted to make her beg like he normally did, but the desperation in her voice made it clear that she couldnât wait much longer and if he was being honest neither could he.
By the time they finished fucking the hotel room was a complete disaster and if he was being honest, her wasnât entirely sure how theyâd fucked the room up that much. They hadnât really stopped, in fact theyâd continued having sex even when heâd wanted to stop and smoke a cigarette, theyâd kept going. He blamed it on the drugs, being the reason theyâd lasted all night and into late morning, because when the drugs finally wore off and he rolled off of her, he was more than exhausted and as much as he wanted to continue, he physically couldnât.
He pulled her to his chest and kissed the top of her head, before lighting himself a cigarette and inhaling deeply before placing it between her lips and lighting another one for himself. It was silent between them for a long time and as much as he wanted to go to bed, he couldnât because his head was still reeling from their night and his heart beat was just starting to slow back down to normal.
âWe should have left a long time ago.â He breathed, taking a drag off his cigarette. âShit babe, your exhausting.â He chuckled.
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