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No sooner had she climbed on behind him then he'd started the bike and they'd taken off. Jae loved riding on the back of a motorcycle. It was probably the best part about the life she lived, the fact that everyone had a bike so she was on them all the time. Nothing in the world could beat a good long ride.
Jade rested her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes as he drove for hours through the night, right up until the sky just started to lighten up a little and she knew the sun would be up soon. She wasn't entirely sure where they where but she really didn't care. All that mattered was that the two of them had a few days to themselves. Jade followed him inside the motel to their room, slipping inside with him, tossing her bag on the floor.
âAll they had was a suite." He said and she glanced around the room as he pulled his shirt off and threw it aside. âI can sleep on the couch if you want the bed.â He said and she turned to face him, raising an eyebrow with a wicked smirk as she walked over to him and grabbed the belt loops of his jeans, pulling him close, standing on her toes so her lips were centimeters from his.
"Don't be stupid Eli." She smirked, placing a kiss against his jaw, trailing it slowly before moving along his neck and then down his chest, kissing him slowly, teasingly. "I know you want to share the bed with me." She breathed with a wicked smirk against his skin before pulling away completely and heading over to the bed, sitting on it's edge as she bent to untie and kick off her converse, like she'd completely forgotten he was there.
Ben smirked as he watched her slip inside the house and wasted no time following after her. He leaned against the bedpost, watching her cut a few lines and snort them before she glanced up and gestured for him to come over. He smirked and did a few lines as well before sitting on the edge of the bed.
She wasted no time climbing in his lap, straddling him and Ben wrapped his arms around her as she kissed along his jaw teasingly, driving him absolutely wild before she pushed him onto his back and started kissing down his chest. Ben groaned because her lips were like pure fire and it had been ages since he'd felt that fire. He'd been an idiot to leave her. Only she could make him feel so incredibly good.
He let her kiss his skin for a minute, enjoying the feel of her lips before he slid a hand up her spine, smirking as his fingers grazed her wet skin lightly, moving from the small of her back to her bra strap. He unclipped it quickly and slipped it off before he grabbed a fistful of her hair and brought her lips back to his hard, needing to taste her electric kiss.
He flipped them then smoothly so that he was on top and he smirked down at her before kissing her lips again. Ben slipped his tongue past her lips, kissing her deeply as one hand drifted down her body slowly, tracing every curve, running along her chest, fingers grazing lightly over her ribs, drifting across her stomach before he smirked against her lips and slipped his hand into her panties, rubbing her roughly, wanting to drive her wild before he finally fucked her.
He slid his hand up her spine, setting every inch of her skin that his fingertips grazed on fire. It was the most amazing feeling in the world and he was the only guy that could make her shiver when he touched her. She was so numb to anyone elseâs touch that it was a mix of pure adrenaline, fire, and electricity. He unclipped her bra and tossed it aside before his hand slipped into her hair, taking a fistful of her blonde hair, bringing her lips to his. She moaned against his lips the second they touch and she could feel herself falling in love with him all over again, like it was the first time theyâd ever been together and she loved every single second of it.
He flipped them quickly, but smoothly and she loved the fact that he was in control. Sheâd missed that, more then sheâd ever thought. She held his eyes as he smirked down at her even then as she held his eyes she could tell heâd changed and it made her heart beat even harder and faster. The seconds his tongue slipped past hers though, that fear was demolished. Heâd always been able to do that to her, hell if he asked her to sheâd probably slaughter her whole family for him. She was a whole other person when she was with Bones. She was fearless, dangerous, and she honestly scared herself. But, she loved that he made her so crazy and unpredictable
He kissed her deeply and it was hard to focus on anything else because her head was spinning so wildly. His hand drifted down her body slowly, making her completely insane as his rough hands ran along her chest and continued down her body, fingers lightly grazing her ribs making her tremble. Her body was on fire and it was a feeling she couldnât quite explain and she knew no matter who she ended up marrying whether it was Tommy or another Saint, the feeling Benji gave her could never be replicated. His fingers slipped into her panties making her moan deeply and her breathing quicken. She hadnât felt his touch in what felt like a lifetime. She ran her finger nails down his back knowing full well itâd leave marks on his back and the thought made her smirk, like she was marking her territory.
She moved her fingers around to the front of his boxers, slipping them off quickly because she wasnât sure how much longer she could play along with his teasing. She wanted him so badly it was killing her to wait. Her fingers traced his shoulders and the muscles on his biceps, taking in every inch of him because if he left again, she wanted to remember everything, her memory of him had started to fade over the years, she wouldnât let that happen again. She kissed him hard, biting his bottom lip playfully as she pulled away.
âYou done playing?â She breathed against his lips, as she smirked up at him holding his eyes.
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Theyâd went the rest of the night and into morning. Theyâd exhausted the liquor supply as well as the rest of the drugs that not only Benji had, but the ones Harley had found in her car. At one point sheâd gotten so impossibly high off of both the drugs and the sex that sheâd tried to start a fight, but heâd only interrupted her with his lips on hers. He didnât let her get away with shit and thatâs what she loved about him. They kept each other in check. She felt more than incredible and for the first time in three years she wasnât numb and that alone felt better than anything else in the entire world.
She didnât want the night to end because she knew when it did, theyâd have to be apart and after the night theyâd spent together she wasnât sure she could be without him. She hated that in a matter of one night she was completely helpless without him again. He had her again and that was what she hated more than anything, he was in control of her because sheâd been stupid enough to let him back in after all the time and after finding out exactly who he was. Saying their relationship was dangerous was an understatement.
She felt like shit now, because sheâd come down for the high of last night and now she was suddenly realizing the mistake sheâd made. She sat on the porch lighting herself a cigarette, debating on whether or not to leave him, considering heâd just dozed off and she couldnât bring herself to even try and sleep.
She grabbed him by his belt loops and pulled him close and the heat between them was incredible, heâd felt it between them before, heâd always ignored it though and it had never been so intense until theyâd kissed. He knew that heâd break her heart, heâd break her, because he was so fucked up. He knew he was dragging her down and when their secret finally came out, whether it was tomorrow or five years from then, Jaxon and Harley and even Markey would kill him. But, no matter how stupid he knew it was to even have kissed her back on the beach, he was too selfish to let her go and as long as she wanted him and probably even longer than that, heâd be obsessively addicted to her taste and the way it felt to be with her.
"Don't be stupid Eli." her lips were enticingly close, driving him wild. Her lips pressed against his jaw making him groan as she continued down his neck and then moved down his chest. "I know you want to share the bed with me." she breathed a smirk on his lips that was familiar to him.
He thought about reaching out to her and pulling her back but he didnât, he lit himself a cigarette and watched her as she untied her shoes. She was trying to pretend that he didnât have an effect on her, but he knew better. Heâd spent a lot of time getting to know Harley when shit had happened to both of them and as much as the two denied it they were practically twins, that was honestly the only reason he could see right through Jaeâs act. He took another long drag off the cigarette before putting out on the desk and walking over to the bed.
He grabbed her arm and pulled her up roughly, wrapping an arm around her waist. He fisted his hand in her hair and held her so tightly that if she moved, sheâd break at least one bone. He held her eyes before pressing his lips to hers hard. He kissed her roughly, slipping his tongue past her lips to deepen the kiss. After his family was killed Elijah had turned into a monster, quite literally. Only no one aside from Jaxon had really ever seen that side of him, because he kept it suppressed for the most part, only he kind of wanted Jaydon to see what she was getting herself into. The was a reason that Eli spent so much time away from Veronica, because he was scared heâd snap and kill her and that was why he left on long trips, because he could feel himself on the verge of snapping.
He pulled away from Jade holding her eyes. âYou think you know a lot donât you Jadi?â he asked and his voice was dark though he knew that it would take a whole hell of a lot more to scare a Delgado girl. âYou should know what youâre getting yourself intoâŠIâm a Delgado and Iâm your older brother.â He said honestly. âBut, Iâm also a Youngblood and a murderer.â He shrugged, like it wasnât a big deal.
He pressed his lips to hers again, hard and rough. One hand slipping up under her shirt to unclip her bra while his other hand slipped past her panties, rubbing her between the legs roughly. He unclipped her bar before moving quickly to slip off her shirt followed by her bra tossing them away, as he backed her up into the wall and pinned her there as he kissed down her neck and across her bare chest, making it completely obvious that he knew exactly how to drive a girl wild.
âIf you trust me as your brother thatâs one thing, because thatâs family.â He breathed against her skin. âBut donât trust me as your lover babe, causeâ Iâll only let you down.â
Jade tried to pretend he wasn't there as she undid her shoes and kicked them off, but it was hard because, ever since they'd kissed back on the beach, she'd been impossibly aware of his presence and every move he made. Even at the bar, with Eric's hands all over her, she hadn't been able to tear her attention from him, the energy between them had changed drastically and it both scared her and excited her.
Elijah came over to the bed and she glanced up at him as he stood in front of her, leaning back on the palms of her hands with a smirk. He reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her roughly to her feet, wrapping an arm around her waist quickly, like he thought she might run. His other hand reached up and grabbed a fistful of her hair so tightly, it was painful, his whole grip on her was and she could feel the strength in his arms, like he was right on the edge of breaking her bones. She should be afraid of them, she knew that, but the pain only made her smirk because she'd be lying if she said she hadn't always liked pain a little too much.
He kissed her lips hard, slipping his tongue into her mouth, his lips on hers almost demanding, making her moan and she knew if he wasn't holding her so tightly, she'd probably have crumbled because he knees felt weak. She'd never seen this side of him. Sure, she wasn't an idiot, she knew he was a murderer, and she knew he'd been pretty bad when he was younger, but she'd never seen it first hand. Up until that kiss on the beach, he'd been her brother, her safe place to land when Jax was driving her crazy, the only person she'd ever let take care of her.
Now he was something entirely different. He was dangerous, rough, demanding, and she knew she was in over her head with him, she knew she should be afraid because he'd hurt her eventually and if anyone ever found out, all hell would break lose, but she wasn't. Jade had always been fucked up that way. She was afraid of all the wrong things. She was afraid of being looked down on, of letting people get to close, of loving, but, like an idiot, she was always throwing herself headfirst into things that could actually hurt her.
Eventually, he pulled away and Jade couldn't do anything but hold his eyes. The kiss had completely taken her breath away. âYou think you know a lot donât you Jadi?â He asked, tone dark and something about it made her feel small. Jax and the others were always trying to make her realize how young she was, but he was the only person who could actually make her feel like a kid who didn't know what she was doing. âYou should know what youâre getting yourself intoâŠIâm a Delgado and Iâm your older brother. But, Iâm also a Youngblood and a murderer.â He shrugged.
Before she could tell him she wasn't afraid of him, he kissed her again hard, stealing her words right from her lips. His kiss was rough, making her smirk against his lips and kiss back just as hard as one of his hands slipped up under her shirt, making her shiver at the way his skin felt on hers as he unclipped her bra.
His other hand slipped down, into her shorts, under her panties and he rubbed her roughly between the legs, making her close her eyes and moan deeply, every inch of her body on fire from his touch. He pulled her shirt and bra off them, tossing them away before backing her up into the wall and she moaned resting her head against the wall behind her, her breathing picking up as he kissed along her neck and then across her chest. Her knees were weak and everything in her wanted him so badly it physically hurt.
âIf you trust me as your brother thatâs one thing, because thatâs family.â He breathed against her skin and she tried to focus on his words and not what he was doing to her, but it was admittedly very hard. âBut donât trust me as your lover babe, causeâ Iâll only let you down.â He said, and it sounded like a warning, but Jae couldn't bring herself to care. Not when he was kissing and touching her the way he was. She was entirely too wrapped up in him to stop now, she'd had chance after chance to stop what was happening between them, but she'd passed them all up and now it was too late.
"You know me Eli, I've never really liked safe. I love a little danger." She managed to breath as she ran her hands along his chest, reaching for his jeans, dying to get on with it. She was alone with him where no one would find him and they could spend hours together. She'd be lying if she said she hadn't been thinking about it since the bathroom at the bar and she was afraid if she waited any longer she'd go absolutely nuts.
Ben had fallen in love with Harley all over again. He'd never stopped loving her, he'd loved her since the first time she'd smiled at him, but he'd spent the past three years trying to forget that love, burying it deep inside himself, and now it was all being dragged right back up to the surface, every second he spent with her, he loved her a little more. He couldn't even imagine living without her again.
They spent hours fucking, going through the liquor she'd brought, the rest of his drugs, and the drugs she'd had out in her car. Every second had been incredible and he couldn't believe he'd survived so long without her. Just thinking about having to go back home and pretend it had never happened until he could see her again was agonizing.
Eventually, he'd rolled off her and pulled her close. He'd have gone longer, but they were out of drugs and he was honestly exhausted so it wasn't long before he'd dozed off. He woke again a little later when she moved away from him and slipped outside, but he just let her go and went back to sleep.
He didn't sleep very long. After maybe fifteen minutes or so he woke up again and sighed, pulling his jeans on and slipping out to the porch where Harley was sitting, smoking a cigarette. He could tell something was bothering her and he wasn't an idiot. He knew it was the what they'd just done and the fact that they could never be together. He'd be lying if he said it wasn't eating at him too, but Ben was honestly just so glad to finally be with her again, he was trying not to think about it. He wanted his happiness to last as long as it possibly could.
Ben sighed and sat next to her, leaning over and kissing along her shoulder softly. "I love you." He breathed against her skin, before pulling away and glancing at her, holding her eyes. "We'll make it work, I promise." He sighed, lacing his fingers with her, knowing it was a steep promise to make, but wanting to reassure her, because he felt absolutely incredible and the fact that she didn't too made him feel like shit. He couldn't bare the thought of losing her again.
One of the reasons Harley hated being alone was because she actually had to listen to all the fucked up tortured thoughts in her head. It drove her crazy to think that her and Benji could never actually be together. Eventually Benâs father would tell him he had to settle down and because he adored his father heâd listen or theyâd get caught or in less than six months if they were able to pull it off that long sheâd be walking down the aisle and married to Tommy and then theyâd officially have to stop. She wanted to save herself the heartache and pain, but she honestly couldnât find it in herself to leave him there. She was strong, except when it came to Benny.
She felt him sit down next to her, it didnât matter if she was blind sheâd always know it was him. His lips moved along her shoulder slowly and she knew that he could tell what was bothering her and she wished she could hide it a little better. She closed her eyes and let her skin burn where his lips touched because she was well aware that every kiss could be the last.
"I love you." he breathed against her skin making her sigh, she almost wished he didnât love her, because it would be easier that way. "We'll make it work, I promise." She knew that heâd tried his hardest to keep his promise because that was the kind of guy he was, but she also knew that the promise was nearly impossible.
He laced his fingers with hers and she lend her head on his shoulder as she placed her cigarette between his lips. It was silent for a long time, because all she wanted to do was prolong the fact that she had to go home and when she got home, Tommy was going to beat the shit out of her for leaving again and Jaxon would let him. She wasnât sure that sheâd ever see him again when she dropped him off at the bar. All it would take was someone seeing her one slip on either of their parts and theyâd wind up dead. The Bloods and The Saints were already sitting on the edge of a war. The two of them being caught together would start World War III.
âYou shouldnât make promises you canât keep.â She finally breathed. âThatâs how you break a girls heart.â She smirked up at him sitting up, she lend in and kissed him softly. âI love you to Babe.â She breathed against his lips. âNothing in the world will ever change that.â She said honestly stepping off the porch. âWe should probably get you home thoughâŠitâs past you curfew princess.â She smirked.
He could tell he already had her, yet again and despite his warnings and everything he was saying he really had no intention of stopping. Once Eli started, he finished, there was no stopping him. He slipped off her shorts and panties quickly. He was impatient and all he wanted to do was spend the rest of the day fucking her, because now they were alone and no one knew where they were. He didnât give a shit about his responsibilities or the fact that Jaydon was his sister or the fact that she was ten years younger than him and initially still a kid, no matter how much she denied it, compared to him she was just a kid. None of that matter though all the matter was being with her.
"You know me Eli, I've never really liked safe. I love a little danger." she breathed causing him to smirk against her skin, if she loved danger she was going to love him. Eli was the kind of dangerous that sent people running.
Her hands ran along his chest making him groan against her lips and once heâd gotten her consent yet again, his kisses turned more passionate and deeper. This time he didnât have a time limit and he was going to show her what fucking a man was like instead of playing with boys. He hand all the time in the world and he planned on using every second of it to make her need to keep coming back. She reached for his jeans and he moved quickly to help her as he slipped them off.
He picked her with one arm effortlessly, using his other hand to clear the desk of all its contents in one quick swipe of the hand before setting her down on top of it. One hand ran across her chest slowly and teasingly, while his other hand grabbed her jaw roughly forcing her to look at him before he pressed his lips to hers and kissed her deeply slipping his tongue past her. The hand on her jaw moved to the back of her neck holding her in the kiss, while his other hand moved down her petite body until he reached the inside of her tightly rubbing it roughly.
Jade smirked when he groaned against her lips at her touch, she loved that she could make him feel just as good as he made her feel. He helped her get his jeans off, slipping out of them quickly, making it clear he was impatient too. His lips on hers were deep and passionate, making her moan softly, loving everything about him. It was clear that he was a hundred times more experienced than anyone she'd been with so far, she could tell just in the way he kissed her and touched her and it made her heart race.
She was more than ready for him to fuck her, but he didn't just yet. He lifted her, and instead of carrying her over to the bed, he brought her to the desk and she smirked wickedly as he swiped it clean before setting her on it. Everything about what they were doing was ridiculously wrong, she knew that, but for some reason, it only made it that much more exciting. The only thing she could think about was him, and how incredible his skin felt against hers and the way he made her heart race and her stomach turn in a way no one else ever had.
One of his hands ran along her chest slowly, teasing her and she moaned deeply, tilting her head back and closing her eyes, but no sooner had she done so, then had he reached out with his other hand. He grabbed her jaw roughly and pulled her face back to his, forcing her to look at him as he continued to touch her and the look in his eyes send a shudder through her entire body but she couldn't make herself look away, he was ridiculously good at what he was doing.
Finally, he brought his lips down onto hers, kissing her hard and deeply, slipping his tongue past her lips and she leaned into him, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him back just at deeply, wanting him to fuck her, but at the same time, loving his teasing touch, driving her absolutely nuts.
He held her in the kiss with a hand on the back of her neck even though he really didn't have to. Even if she could, there was no way in hell she could bring herself to break away from him. His other hand slid from her chest, down her body, setting every inch of her skin on fire before he reached the inside of her thigh and rubbed it roughly.
Jade moaned deeply against his lips instantly, his teasing touch making her so crazy it was almost hard to focus on kissing him. "Fuck Eli." She moaned as she broke away from his lips and started to kiss along his jaw and neck, kisses hot and fast, almost desperate. "You going to tease me all day?" She breathed as she started to kiss along his chest.
It was quiet between them for a long time as she rested her head on his shoulder and Ben just sighed and lit himself a cigarette as well, taking a drag and letting it stay silent. Even if he knew she was having a hard time now that she knew who exactly he was, just sitting there with her, he felt better than he had in three years. He'd sell his soul if it meant he could spend every single day with her because, while the sex was incredible, she was the only girl in the world who he didn't mind just spending time with. Just having her company was better than sex with a hundred other girls.
So he didn't break the silence, because he knew once they started talking, the moment would end, and eventually they'd have to head back home their separate ways. And besides, he was honestly a little afraid that she'd choose not to see him again. He was perfectly okay with hiding what he had with her, knowing it was leading to disaster because he was a "we'll cross that bridge when we come to it" kind of guy, he'd always been that way.
Sometimes it was a good thing, because that meant that he could enjoy life as it was happening and kept him from having a whole lot of worries, but a lot of times it was a bad thing too, because he'd start something he could never finish and he was afraid that's what she thought they were. Something that would never work.
If she thought that and he lost her again after having just gotten her back, it would kill him. He'd understand, and he'd respect her choice if she decided to never see him again, because at the end of the day, it was up to her whether she loved him enough to deal with all the bullshit in their lives to be with him, but that didn't mean he'd like it. It would devastate him and he wasn't entirely sure he'd move on.
âYou shouldnât make promises you canât keep.â She finally breathed and he sighed because they both knew it was a hard promise to keep, but he also knew he'd go to his grave trying to keep it if that's what she wanted. âThatâs how you break a girls heart.â She smirked and lifted her head, looking at him and he smirked back at her, kissing her back when she kissed him softly. âI love you too Babe.â She breathed against his lips and he loved hearing that. He knew she loved him, but the question was whether or not it was enough to make her want to betray her family to keep being with him. âNothing in the world will ever change that.â She said and he watched her hop down from the porch, sighing as he did the same. âWe should probably get you home thoughâŠitâs past your curfew princess.â She smirked.
Benji smirked back at her. "Shit you're right, my dad will probably kick my ass." He chuckled, tossing an arm around her as he lead her back to her car backing her up into it with a smirk as he leaned in and kiss her lips hard, slipping his tongue past her lips and placing a hand on the back of her neck to hold her in it. "Then again, I really don't care." He whispered against her lips with a smirk.
"Shit you're right, my dad will probably kick my ass." he said although she could already tell that he didnât give a shot whether he got back today or a year from now. He tossed an arm over her shoulder as he led her back though the forest of trees, to her car. He backed her up against her car and she couldnât help but smirk as his lips came down on hers a hand on the back of her neck to hold her in the kiss even though she couldnât pull away even if wanted to. "Then again, I really don't care." He whispered against her lips causing her to shiver at the way heâd said it.
She debated asking him to come away with her for a few days so that they didnât have to worry about a Saint of a Blood catching them. The road they were on had little traffic, but it was also a scenic route, which meant bikers were always on that road and most people knew her car. She knew theyâd have to find somewhere else to meet up if they were going to continue their affair. What they were going to try and do, felt like an impossible task, but she loved him too much to let him go. He was worth dying for.
She pressed her lips to his, moving her lips along his jawline. Sheâd made up her mind, she wanted to go away with him for few days. Only when she opened her mouth to speak, she was cut off by the roaring of several motorcycles and her stomach turned. Five bikers rounded the corner lead by Jax and Tommy. In total there were seven of them. She knew then Jaxon had freaked out when sheâd disappeared, heâd told Tommy and now she was fucked, not to mention Benji there with her only she wasnât ready for their happiness to end.
âFuck.â She breathed. âRun.â She said practically pushing him into the trees. âGo, theyâre going to come after you.â She breathed. She knew they wouldnât know it was him unless, they caught him. She stopped him for a minute and held his eyes. âBenjiâŠplease promise me, whatever you seeâŠyou wonât be a hero. They canât find you.â She breathed desperate, because she knew him well enough to know heâd hide, but heâd also stick around to see what happened and she knew he wouldnât like what he saw. She could almost guarantee his train of thought was identical to any other biker, that it was okay for him to knock his girl around, but the second another guy touched your girl, it was brutal for the other guy.
She turned away from him then and made her way back up to her car where the rest of the engines cut and Jaxon practically jumped off his bike and grabbed her roughly, causing her to wince and she desperately wished she was sober, because she knew his and Tommyâs words would be cruel and they would hurt worse because she was sober.
âFind him. â Jaxon ordered the five other guys and they took off after Benji and she swallowed hoping and praying as hard as humanly possible that he wouldnât get caught. âWhat the fuck are you doing Harley!â Jax screamed making her wince, because when her brotherâs was pissed no one fucked with him and he was beyond pissed. âYou canât just fucking take off whenever the hell you want, those fucking cockroaches are after you and Jay and the rest of us and you and that brat are constantly taking off.â He hissed and her jaw clenched âI refuse to bury you or Jade. This has to stop Har.â He said before passing her off to Tommy and he wasted no time to slap her across the face so hard that it she let out a pained noise and her nose instantly started bleeding and despite how hard she fought the tears they still sliced down her cheeks.
âWho the hell where you with this time, you fucking slut.â He hissed darkly.
Elijah was three different people completely. Most people only saw the side of him that he wanted them to see, which was the considerate gentlemen that he pretended to be to please everyone around him. The step-son that took orders when he was supposed to. Then there was the side of him that only his enemies and people who pushed him too far, the monster heâd turned into after his family was slaughtered. Then there was the dark, twisted, controlling, yet exciting and dangerous side of him that only came out when he was fucking a girl. It surprised nearly every girl heâd ever been with, freak would be putting it lightly. His good boy act was how he lured the girls in.
"Fuck Eli." She moaned, desperate for him to get on with it, but he wasnât ready just yet. He wanted to make her beg for it. "You going to tease me all day?" She breathed as she started to kiss along his chest.
He took a step back grabbing her wrist and pulling her from the desk and in one swift motion pushing her down onto the bed, he threw her legs open, his lips moving from her knee all the way up the inside of her inner thigh, slowly and teasingly before he pulled away and stood up in front of her, towering over her. He grabbed a fistful of blond hair jerking her so she was looking up at him a dark smirk on his lips as he looked down at her. He lend in, kissing her roughly, slipping his tongue past her lips almost demanding her to kiss him back just as deeply. His lips left hers and moved along her jaw before he pulled away, thought keeping his lips close to her ears and a tight grip on her hair.
âI want to hear you beg me for it.â He breathed darkly against her skin.
Eli didn't fuck her yet like she thought he would and it was driving her absolutely crazy, she honestly wasn't sure she could wait much longer. He stepped away from her and grabbed her wrist roughly, pulling her off the desk and before Jae even had a second to regain her balance, he'd tossed her down on the bed.
He pushed her legs open and she closed her eyes and bit her lip hard with a moan as his lips moved up the inside of her leg, making their way up to her inner thigh, going agonizingly slow. Her entire body was on fire and every part of her was desperate for him to get on with it, but she knew he wanted to drag it out as long as possible, teasing her until she couldn't take it anymore, and she had to admit, he was doing an insanely good job.
He pulled away from her then and stood in front of her and she bit her lip and looked up at him before he grabbed a fistful of her hair and jerked her roughly closer to him. The dark smirk on his lips made her shiver. She'd never seen this side of him before because she'd never slept with him before, but she loved it. It was exciting, and everything about the way he pushed her around and kissed her roughly made her heart race. He, unlike a lot of the guys she'd been with, knew what he was doing.
He kissed then, lips coming down on hers hard and she instantly moaned against his lips. His lips were practically ordering her to kiss him back and she did, kissing back just as hard as he was kissing her, heart racing faster every second he delayed it
Eventually, his lips left hers, moving along her jaw slowly and Jade closed her eyes with a soft moan, tilting her head back to give him a better angle, loving the way his lips felt against her skin. He stopped when he reached her ear but didn't pull away, just kept his lips so close that his breath on her skin made her shiver. "I want to hear you beg me for it." He breathed in her ear, tone so dark that she shivered all over again.
His grip was still tight on her hair and Jade bit her lip for a moment, knowing already that she was going to do it, she wanted him so badly at that point, she'd do anything he asked her to. "Please." She moaned softly, pulling back a little and holding his eyes so he could see the desperation in hers. "Eli, please fuck me." She begged, heart racing, wanting him so bad it hurt. Jade leaned forward and kissed along his jaw slowly, hoping he'd give in and just do it already because she honestly couldn't wait any longer. "I can't wait anymore, fuck me until I can't breathe Eli." She whispered softly in his ear.
Benji smirked when she shivered and watched her. He could tell there was an idea in the back of her mind, but she was torn and he raised a brow, waiting for her to tell him whatever it was she was thinking about. Instead, however, she kissed him and he smirked against her lips and kissed her back, groaning softly when she started to kiss along his jawline. He'd never get used to the way her lips felt on his skin, it was incredible.
Eventually she pulled away and opened her mouth to speak, only before she got the chance, the familiar sounds of motorcycle engines cut her off and he glanced behind them to see that her brother was on his way. Fuck. Before her siblings knew who he was, being with her had been a lot easier, now he not only had to hide the fact that he was back with her, but that he was still alive as well because as far as the rest of the Saints knew, he was dead.
âFuck.â Harley breathed and he turned and glanced at her. âRun.â She said, shoving him towards the trees and he glanced at the bikers, knowing she was in for a lot of bullshit the minute they got there because he'd met Jax, but it wasn't just Jax, it was Tommy too and Tommy was worse because, while Jax could cut you down with words, Harley was still his sister and he loved her. Jax wouldn't lay a hand on her, but Tommy was another story completely. âGo, theyâre going to come after you. Benji⊠please promise me, whatever you seeâŠyou wonât be a hero. They canât find you.â She breathed desperately and he hated it, but he knew she was right, he couldn't be found.
So he slipped into the trees, staying just long enough to see the slap and hear Tommy call her a slut. It pissed him off and his jaw clenched, but Jax's guys were getting close now so he turned and ran. It wasn't hard to shake them. All he had to do was stop every once in a while and throw a heavy rock as far as he could to get them off track. In less than fifteen minutes, he was free.
He knew he couldn't walk down the middle of the road though so he stuck to the trees for a while, walking right along the treeline, ready to duck back in if he heard an engine, until he was safely back in Blood's territory and he made his way back towards the bar where he'd left his bike.
It was a long walk, and he was exhausted by the time he got back. The girl who worked for his father as the bartender was sitting out on the curb smoking a cigarette and she nodded to him as he passed. "What'd you do, go camping?" She asked with a smirk when she saw him and he laughed and shrugged.
"Yeah, you know me, the great outdoors is where my heart is." He joked before swinging onto his bike and starting it up, heading home. He honestly didn't want to go home because his dad would be pissed that he'd taken off again and if he knew Sarah, she'd make sure he had it in his head that he'd gone out to see Harley, which would instantly piss him off more. Still, he knew he had to go back. The longer he stayed away, the worse it'd get.
Harley just shrugged and she couldnât bring herself to look at Tommy, because she was scared if she did head read exactly who sheâd been with, because it was written all over her face. Jaxon grabbed Tommy arm roughly just before he slapped her again and glared at him.
âTommy, slap her again and Iâm going to beat the shit out of you.â Jax spat and Harley let out a relived sigh. She was honestly surprised her brother had even stepped in, because normally he let Tommy put her in her place. âGet in your car.â He ordered her and she nodded. âWill follow you home.â He said and she knew that arguing would do nothing for her, so she did exactly what she was told to do for the first time in as long as she could remember.
Jaxon followed her to her car and opened the door for her. She knew he could tell something was up just by the way he was looking at her. Harleyâs eyes flicked to Tommy who looked like he wanted to murder her before she glanced back to Jaxon lend in her door.
âIâm not coming home if heâs going to be there.â She breathed, wiping her tears. âIâm sick of him I need a break Jax. Please.â Her voce was desperate and she knew she was going to get her way when her brother sighed deeply.
âFuck Baby, heâs your fiancĂ©. Heâs just pissed because you keep running.â Jax sighed and Harley just shrugged. âAlright, Iâll give you one night away from him, but you got to get your shit sorted out doll.â He said leaning in and kissing her forehead. âGet home. You need food and sleep.â He said before shutting her door.
She started her car and she didnât have to hear what they were yelling about to know that she had started a fight between Jaxon and Tommy. Tommy was pissed that much was obvious, when heâd glanced to her, eyes dark. She looked away then, pulling out of onto the road and headed home.
She was exhausted and when she finally got home she was alone and the house was silent. She wondered briefly where Marky was, then again he was probably out with his trashy girl friend who was always taking advantage of how sweet he was. Then she quietly hoped Jae was okay. It had been ages since sheâd talk to her little sister and despite their age difference, they were fairly close, mostly because Harley had practically stepped in as her mother figure when their mother left, which was probably most of the reason Jade had turned out the way she had. Harley could remember dragging her ten year old little sister with her, when she was eighteen to hardcore parties. Jadi had seen Harley snort lines of coke and shot up before she even knew what drugs were. She couldnât help but hate herself for that and blame herself for Jadeâs constant rebelling.
Harley sat on the edge of her bathtub as she watched the water feel up. She knew Jaxon would be home any minuet and she also knew that heâd give her a good two hour long lecture and sheâd have to listen because heâd stepped in and not let Tommy beat the shit out of her right there on the side of the road. All she wanted was to be back with Benji, to wake up next to him morning after morning and not have to worry about getting caught, she knew that would never happen though and she wasnât sure she should even try and see him again after what had just happened.
"Please." she moaned, making him smirk wickedly. "Eli, please fuck me." she begged as her lips moved along his jaw and he groaned, finding it hard to hold back, but he fought the urge to give in because he was having too much fun playing with her. "I can't wait anymore, fuck me until I can't breathe Eli." she whispered in his ear.
He shoved her back roughly onto the bed and wasted no time climbing over her. He pinned her hands above her head holding her tightly so she couldnât get away even if she wanted to and in all honesty even if she asked him to stop he wasnât sure he could and that scared the shit out of him. She made him want to be worse than bad. His lips moved down her neck and across her bare chest.
âI guess thatâll will do.â He breathed against her skin as his hand slipped between her legs and rubbed her roughly.
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Getting them alone had been the best thing heâd done. Sex with Jaydon hard been fucking incredible. He wasnât sure he could go back to Veronica after fucking Jae the way he had. Heâd been rough and theyâd fucked on nearly every surface in the room. Theyâd ended up in the shower and theyâd destroyed the entire room. He had brought a shit load of drugs and theyâd gone through half of it. She was far more mature then her age and he loved that. Their sex had just been rough but it had been kinky and passionate, like something out of a romance novel of a forbidden love affair and even though he knew in th back of his mind that it would eventually all end and Jax and Harley would probably kill him if Veronica didnât get to him first, he couldnât bring himself to care.
Theyâd went all day and when they were finished and heâd finally rolled off her he sat up and lit himself a cigarette. Heâd done exactly what sheâd asked him to do. Heâd literally fucked her until she was begging him to stop because she couldnât breathe. He took a long drag off his cigarette, blowing out a cloud of smoke before glancing to her over his shoulder with an arrogant smirk on his lips.
âWhat do you think princess, better than my brother.â He said almost in a way that would make her remember she even had a boyfriend. âYou alright? What do you say we go for round two?â he asked already knowing that they were both too physically exhausted to try, but he was incredibly good at pretending that he had little to no emotion.
Even if it was probably the most fucked up thing Jade had ever done in her life, sex with Eli was easily also the most incredible. They were alone, where no one would find them, and they didn't have to worry about getting caught, so it was a hundred times better than the quick, rushed sex they'd had in the bar bathroom.
They went all day long, fucking everywhere they possibly could in the room, even the shower, taking breaks only to get high and drink before going right back at it. He'd been rough and kinky and it had been hot as hell. No one had ever been that rough with her and she loved it, hell, they'd completely destroyed the room. She didn't regret a second of it and would have kept going for hours longer if her body would have let her.
Eventually though, she was completely worn out. She couldn't breathe and she had to beg Eli to stop because she just couldn't go any longer. When he finally rolled off her, every muscle in her body was sore and she rolled onto her stomach and closed her eyes, trying hard to catch her breath, slow her heart, and stop herself from trembling as he sat up and lit a cigarette.
"What do you think princess, better than my brother?" He asked, glancing over his shoulder at her, reminding her of Eric. Honestly, up until Eli brought him up, she'd completely forgotten about him. "You alright? What do you say we go for round two?" He asked and Jade closed her eyes again and shook her head. Even though it'd be incredible, just the thought of spending another few hours fucking him was agonizing.
"No." She finally managed to breathe, sitting up sorely behind him and kissing along his shoulder. "If we go another second I'll probably fall apart." She smirked against his skin and reached out, hands still shaking a little as she stole his cigarette, taking a long drag. "I'm not your princess by the way." She laughed lightly, blowing her smoke in his face before bringing the cigarette back to her lips for another drag. "You are way better than Eric though, that's for sure." She smirked.
At home, Ben cut the bike's engine and got off, heading up towards the house to find Sarah, sitting on the porch swing, smoking a cigarette. "Damn, Sarah, and here I was, thinking your slutty ass was glued to that couch." He smirked as he walked up, looking his sister over.
She just raised her middle finger at him and took another drag off her cigarette. "Oh fuck you Benny-boy." She spat with a smirk. "Daddy's waiting inside for you." She shrugged, inspecting her nails as she blew out a breath of smoke. "Hell, he's so mad, he sent Roxie, Parker, and Kellie to their friend's houses for the night." She shrugged and took another drag of her cigarette. "Looks like there's no one to step in and save sweet little Benny this time huh?" She laughed cruelly and he rolled his eyes.
"You're kidding Sarah, all this time, I thought you had my back." He didn't hesitate to spit back sarcastically.
"Well then, guess it's really got to hurt knowing that I stayed home just to watch him tear you apart." She laughed and he just grabbed the door handle.
"No, actually it doesn't." He simply shrugged, slipping inside. Just like she'd said, his father was there, waiting for him. He was sitting in their front room, smoking a cigar, a glass of scotch on the end table next to him, looking like he'd been waiting a long time. The window behind him was open, making him roll his eyes because that also happened the be the window behind the porch swing that Sarah was sitting on, meaning she could hear everything that was about to happen.
"How nice, you waited up for me." He spat with a roll of his eyes, moving to slip past him and up the stairs, even if he knew that'd never work. If he had to, his father would chase him down and hold him at gunpoint to get his message across. He wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.
Harley wasnât sure how long sheâd been sitting in the bath tub. It had been long enough however, that sheâd popped open and finished two bottle of her fatherâs expensive wine and the steam had faded and the water in the bathtub was cold. However she didnât get out, because she knew Jaxon was home and as soon as he saw her sheâd have to listen to his shit.
Sheâd had a lot of time to think and she was honestly pissed off, which wasnât good for the people on the receiving end. She was pissed that the last three years had been a lie, sheâd been numb and fucking lost her mind for no reason other than a stupid gang war. She was irritated that Ben hadnât at least tried telling her he was okay, but he had to stay away. She would have understood that. She was even more ticked off that her brothers had lied to her, theyâd kept her in the dark and they were planning on killing Ben and just letting her think he left one night and never came back. She was beyond frustrated and the more she thought about it the more she wanted to beat the shit out of all the guys in her life.
They were supposed to protect her and keep her happy, when all theyâd done was break her and drive her crazy, literally. She stepped out of her bathtub finally wrapping her towel around her, before slipping into her bedroom , which was a complete disaster from the fight her and Tommy had gotten into the day before. She slipped into a pair of pajama shorts and a tank top before heading out into the kitchen, where sheâd left her cigarettes. She tried to ignore Jaxon and Markyâs existence as they sat at the table, but she knew she wouldnât get away, she could feel their eyes on her.
She turned to face them leaning against the counter. Lighting a cigarette and taking a long drag off of it as she glanced between the two of them, there was no hiding the fact that she was drunk off her ass and pissed. She knew whatever Jaxon had to say would only piss her off and she should walk away because she was liable to slip and say something about Benji being alive, but the urge to fight with her brotherâs was stronger than the voice in the back of her head telling her to walk away.
âFamily intervention time?â she raised a brow. âWeâre missing Lijah and Jade and Daddy.â She spat sarcastically, she smirked wickedly seeing Jaxonâs jaw clench instantly irritated with her remark.
He watched her shake her head and he couldnât help but smirk knowing he was the one whoâd physically and most likely mentally exhausted the poor girl. He hated the idea of having to go back to Ronnie after the day heâd just spent with Jae. Hell he hated the fact that he had to face Jax and a part of him didnât even want to go back a part of him honestly just wanted to stay on the road with Jaydon and never go back, but he knew that was completely out of the question.
"No." she breathed pulling him from his thoughts as she sat up and kissed along his shoulder blades making him shiver, because of the fire between them. "If we go another second I'll probably fall apart." he smirked as she stole his cigarette. "I'm not your princess by the way. You are way better than Eric though, that's for sure." she smirked and he raised a brow.
He fisted his hand in her hair roughly. âBelieve me babe, you are my princess.â He said almost as if to inform her that she belonged to him now, before he pressed his lips to hers possessively. âNow, letâs get the fuck out of here and get something to eat, before we hit the road again.â He smirked pulling away.
He didnât bother to get dressed her just grabbed his clothes and slipped into the bathroom. He hopped in the shower, letting the hot water, sooth his sore body. Eli was used to having sex, all the time, but for some reason, Jaydon had completely exhausted him and he could get used to that. Finally after he got out of the shower he slipped on a fresh pair of jeans and a black shirt, before his phone went off. The screen read Jaxon and he sighed, but answered.
âWhere the hell are you and were is Jay!â he practically screamed into the phone and Eli rolled his eyes.
âFucking relax Jay. Iâve got Jade, she ran off again last night and I found her, she just needs a day away from home, sheâs losing it. Iâll bring her home tomorrow alright.â He said and Jax scoffed but agreed. âDid you find Baby?â he asked curious.
âYeah, we found her at Haven with some fucking ass hole, we lost the guy though. Sheâs sulking in the bath tub.â He sighed, Eli couldnât help but sigh relived. Sometimes Harley and Jaydon were a million times worse than him, Jax, and Tommy put together. They were uncontrollable and it worried him
Eli responded by reaching out and fisting his hand tightly in her hair, making her smirk as she held his eyes. âBelieve me babe, you are my princess.â He said like she belonged to him, making her heart race. He kissed her lips possessively, like she was his and she moaned and nodded softly as he kissed her. She wasn't sure what it was about Eli, she usually hated when people tried controlling her, but the fire in his touch gave him power over her. It excited her that he liked having control and made her more than willing to be controlled by him.
âNow, letâs get the fuck out of here and get something to eat, before we hit the road again.â He said as he pulled away and Jade sighed and watched him slip into the bathroom. She grabbed her phone from her bag, rolling her eyes at all the missed calls she had. Most were from Eric, several were from Jax, and there were even a few from Marky. Eric had also texted her about a thousand time, but she just sighed and ignored them, glancing up when Eli came back out of the bathroom freshly showered.
His phone rang and she didn't bother waiting to listen in, she already knew who it was so she just slipped past him into the bathroom as he spoke on the phone, hopping in the shower herself real quick. The hot water felt good on her sore body and she sighed as she closed her eyes and rested her forehead against the shower wall, letting it run over her a second.
She was getting herself into more than she could handle with Eli, she knew that. Sure, at the moment it was fun and hot, but she wasn't sure exactly how long the fun would last until they both finally realized how fucked up it was. They could never even really be together. He was married and she had Eric, and, as many times as she told herself it was just sex, she knew better.
She'd always loved him, sure, as a brother, but still. He was on her short list of favorite people and she knew what they were doing would jeopardize that. Eventually, reality would sink in, and them what? Most likely, she'd end up hurt and she'd lose him. Not just as a lover, but as a brother and best friend too and she wasn't sure she could survive that.
Still, even as wrong as it was, somehow, it felt right. It felt more than incredible when he touched her and she wanted to blame it on the fact that he was way more experienced than her, but she couldn't help but feel like it was more than that. It was a scary thought because she could get attached to him quickly, but she wasn't willing to give it up just yet. She wanted to drag out what they were doing as long as possible and then, just before it all blew up in their faces, she'd break it off to avoid getting hurt. If she could anyway, his ability to control her scared her a little.
Jade sighed as she stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around herself, slipping back out to the bedroom where Eli was, using another towel to dry her hair. "So, what's the plan? Eat and then head home or keep going? When did Jax say he wants us home?" She asked with a sigh, heading over to her bag and slipping on a clean pair of shorts and a new t-shirt, feeling a little less exhausted now that she was clean and the shower had loosened her muscles some.
Ben had ended up fighting with his father for a solid five hours. He'd tried playing it off like he was just with some girl, but he wasn't an idiot, he could tell he was lying and it wasn't hard to get out of him what had really happened. Going out trying to run into Harley when he was particularly depressed was one thing and that had been bad, but actually running into her and spending the night with her was almost as bad as killing one of his own Bloods.
He'd yelled at him but Ben hadn't just stood there taking it, he'd screamed back, and he knew that'd only make it worse, but he was beyond frustrated. At everything. At his father for not understanding, at Sarah for being a vindictive bitch, at the fact that him and Harley were going to have to work ridiculously hard to be together, everything. He needed to let it out so he did and it only caused the fight to go on and on until, eventually, Benji swung and punch.
He instantly recoiled, horrified at himself for hitting his father, and he didn't bother to stay. He took off, walking right past a laughing Sarah out to his bike. With no where really to go, he went to the bar. It was the middle of the day so it was empty, save for a couple of guys playing pool, but he just sat at the bar and dropped his face into his hands, exhausted and beyond upset.
He didn't even drink, just sat there like that for a good hour before someone sat next to him and he already knew who it was. "Son, I'm disappointed in you." His father sighed and Benji winced silently. Nothing hurt worse than those five words. He'd worked his entire life trying to make his father proud and it never really seemed to be good enough.
"After all the trouble I went through to keep your ass safe and hidden from those fucking Saints, you go and blow it all." He sighed. "I should just have that girl killed, eliminate the problem completely." He said, and he didn't sound angry anymore which was worse because he knew he wasn't speaking out of anger he was speaking out of sheer disappointment. Ben had let him down big time.
"Fuck dad, you loved mom once, do you not remember that?" He asked, rolling his eyes because it was true. His mother and father had been so in love, sometimes they'd forgotten their children even existed. She'd been his father's everything, no matter how crazy she drove him. "It tore you apart when she died. Why the fuck would you want that for me?" He spat, shaking his head. "How I feel about 'that girl' is how you felt about mom. Back when she was alive and you had a heart." He spat and stood to walk off and leave him there, tired of fighting, knowing he'd never hear him out.
But his father reached out and grabbed his arm, stopping him. He could see something in his eyes he was trying to hide. The truth was, his father had never been the same since his mother's death. He'd become cold, cruel, and closed off. His gang had become more important to him than his family. But he could see that there was still something there. There was a pained look in his eyes as he looked at him that he was trying to cover up. Like it hurt him to do what he was doing.
"If you get information from her about her precious Saints, I'll let you keep seeing her. I'll even help cover for you when you sneak around with her." He finally said. "And I swear, no Blood but you will ever touch her again." He shrugged and sighed. His words were typical. Putting the business of the gang above his son's feelings, but Ben could tell he didn't like what he was saying. "Otherwise, she dies." He shrugged. "I'll send Bobbie after her and get my information that way." He said coldly and Ben's jaw clenched. Bobbie was sick and fucked up. He wouldn't just kill her. He'd torture and rape her, then kill her.
Ben ripped his arm away. "Fine." He spat bitterly, shaking his head. "But I'm doing it to keep her alive, not for you." He hissed, glaring at him. "I'm done trying to make you proud and win your approval dad." He shrugged. "From this point on, nothing I do is for you." He spat, trying to ignore the pain he could see in his father's expression before turning and taking off.
Jax and Harley had fought for hours, it had been the one of the worst if not the worst fight theyâd ever had. Heâd hit her for the first time in his entire life but sheâd deserved it. Sheâd said some awful things to him that even as she was saying she wished she could take them back. It had gotten so bad, that it ended with their neighbors calling the cops on them and both the Delgadoâs being hauled off to jail. Harley was handcuffed a sitting alone in an interrogation room. She had a black eye and she was pretty sure her nose was broken, but that was nothing compared to what sheâd done to Jaxon.
âOh fuck.â Harley breathed when the door open and a familiar face walked in a wicked smirk on his lips. Harley lend back in her chair. The guy whoâd walked into the room was an old boyfriend of Harleyâs. One of the few that had managed to get out of the Saints alive. A biker turned cop.
âOh Fuck is right Kitten.â He said sitting down on the chair across from her, she winced at his nickname for her. âJust talked to your brother, he said you threw the first punch.â He smirked and Baby held his bright blue eyes with her own.
âYeah, I did.â She shrugged. âNow, are you going to let me go or are we going to sit here and play house?â she spat irritated.
âListen Kitten, right now youâre looking at sitting behind bars for a good month for fucking up your brother.â He sighed. âIâm trying to help you out, but I canât help you out when your acting like a bitch.â He said seriously. âYour brother wantâs to press chargesâŠâ he started only Harley cut him off.
âDean, are you fucking serious. Stop acting like you donât know us. Itâs what we do, you know that. Heâs just as much atâŠâ he cut her off slamming his hand down on the table causing Harley to roll her eyes.
âLet me explain.â He breathed. âHeâs pressing charges to keep you out of danger, because he says you keep running off.â He smirked, like he could remember the teenager she used to be and how she hadnât changed and Harley couldnât help but smirk back because even before heâd said anything she knew what he was about to do. âGo to dinner with me and Iâll get you out of this mess. Tommy doesnât have to know.â She raised a brow at his offer.
She knew she should say no. It was dangerous not just because of Tommy, but because of Benji too. She hated Tommy and the only reason she was marrying him was because he was the only one crazy enough to try and control her and he had her fatherâs approval. But, Dean, sheâd actually loved and he had the power to get her out of the Saints completely if she really wanted to and she wasnât stupid she knew he still loved her, but she also knew him and Benji fucking hated each other and there was a part of her that almost wanted to make Ben feel as broken and desperate as heâd made her feel over the past three years and Dean was the perfect guy for that.
âThatâs blackmail DJ.â She breathed with a wicked smirk.
After talking to Dean for a good forty five minutes and working out her deal with him sheâd been released only Jaxon was nowhere to be found and she figured heâd had someone pick him up and he was too pissed off at her for getting off the hook to stick around. She rolled her eyes and simply started walking despite the fact that she was dangerously close to Bloods territory and had no gun on her.
Lijah knew he should take her home. He also knew that he should call off what he knew they were going to continue, but he couldnât. Heâd continue until she called it off and when she did he was scared heâd hurt her or worse kill her. Because if he couldnât have her then he wasnât going to let anyone else have her and that was the kind of guy he was.
"So, what's the plan? Eat and then head home or keep going? When did Jax say he wants us home?" She asked, pulling him from his thought as he just sighed because he honestly wasnât sure what he wanted to do. All he knew was that he need a hit of something because he was too sober an he hated the feeling of being sober for too long.
âShit, I donât know.â He said running his fingers through his hair. âI told Jax weâd be home tomorrow so we can stick around, find a few Saints and see if anyoneâs having a party tonight.â He smirked.
They had Saints scattered all over the US. Somewhere better known then other and some were original members that had retired. Elijah made a few phones calls, before finally getting news about a bonfire type party. Only it wouldnât be all Saints and he knew if Bloods or another rival gang showed up itâd be dangerous, but he knew they both needed a little bit of fun and he need more drugs so in the end his need for them to let loose and get fucked up won over his better judgment to just take her home.
He pulled wad of cash out of his pocket and tossed it too her. âYou gotta find something better to wear babe.â He smirk. âUse that to get something for the party tonight.â He said as he grabbed his keys and slipped on his sunglasses. âLetâs get something to eat then you can go shopping.â He smirked.
The two of them headed into town and stopped at a small dinner. There were only a few people in their and it was fairly quiet. Elijah took a drink of the cheap beer they brought him that tasted more like they watered it completely down, before lighting himself a cigarette and taking a long drag off of it.
âYou gotta stay close tonight, thereâs no telling whoâs going to show up to this thing.â He breathed holding her eyes letting her know he was serious.
Jade grabbed her brush and ran it through her hair as she watched him with a smirk. He looked like he wasn't sure what to do, meaning Jax probably wanted them home soon, but he wanted to stay out longer. âShit, I donât know.â He said and she raised a brow, wondering if he was going to do the responsible thing and take her home or the wrong thing and stay missing. âI told Jax weâd be home tomorrow so we can stick around, find a few Saints and see if anyoneâs having a party tonight.â He smirked and she grinned, loving the idea of getting fucked up and partying.
Jae sat on the floor, brushed her hair, and did her makeup while Elijah made phone calls before finally, he hung up and she shoved all her shit back in her bag over the gun he'd given her, standing to face him with a smirk. She watched him as he pulled a wad of cash out of his pocket and tossed it to her, making her raise an eyebrow.
"You gotta find something better to wear babe.â He smirk and she glanced at herself. He was probably right. She was down to pretty much her last clean outfit. Everything left in her bag was leftover from her weekend of recklessness. Her only "party" dress was torn, she'd lost her heels, and she was really just wearing a t-shirt and old shorts. She wasn't exactly dressed to party. Even if she wasn't the biggest fan of dresses and heels, and preferred her combat boots and cut off shorts, when Jae went to parties, she had to try pretty fucking hard because, if she didn't dress slutty enough or wear enough make up, people were always treating her like a lost little kid who didn't know what she was doing.
âUse that to get something for the party tonight.â He said, pulling her from her thoughts and she nodded and slipped the money in her bag before sliding on her sunglasses at the same time he did. âLetâs get something to eat then you can go shopping.â He smirked and she smirked back. Good. She was fucking starving. They'd stayed up all night the previous night on his bike, then spent the day fucking really hard, and now they were going to spend the rest of the night at a party getting fucked up. She had to have some food in her or she'd never make it.
They got on his bike and he drove them into town where they stopped in a tiny dinner with only a couple people in it and Jae sat and watched Elijah take a drink of his beer and light a cigarette, which of course, made her want one, so she lit one for herself, taking a long drag. The waitress across the room gave her a funny look, like she didn't think she should be smoking and Jae knew it was because she looked young, making her roll her eyes and take another drag.
âYou gotta stay close tonight, thereâs no telling whoâs going to show up to this thing.â Eli breathed, pulling her attention back to him and she nodded, figuring he was probably right. Not that she hadn't partied with complete strangers before, she'd just spent an entire weekend doing it, but that was different. There'd be a few Saints at this party, meaning Bloods might possibly show up, and being the youngest of the Delgado family and a girl pretty much painted a giant target on her head for the Bloods. Jade was reckless and liked danger, but she wasn't stupid. She wasn't weak, she could handle herself pretty well in most situations, but even she knew if she got into trouble with the Bloods, it'd be the kind of trouble she couldn't get herself out of.
"Don't worry." She shrugged with a smirk and scooted her chair close to his, placing her hand on his knee under the table and running it up his leg slowly with a wicked grin. "I'll stay glued to your hip." She breathed in his ear with a chuckle before pulling away and taking another drag off her cigarette, scooting her chair back over.
After storming out of the bar, Benji paced out front for a moment, frustrated, pissed, not sure what to do. He was pissed at himself, for taking his dad's offer, but also, for letting his father down. Even if he said he was done trying to make him happy, it still hurt. He'd pretty much spent his entire life looking up to him, it was damn near impossible to throw that out the window with just a few words.
He was also pissed because, yet again, his father had let him down. For one fucking second, he needed him to be on his side. Benji had done everything he'd ever asked, and now he wasn't going to let him have the only thing he'd ever wanted. All he wanted was to be with Harley, and he knew her family was still an obstacle, he wasn't an idiot, but if he'd have been able to make his father understand, that would at least eliminate one of the many reasons they couldn't be together and take some pressure off.
Then Ben was just plain frustrated. With the fact that him and Harley couldn't be together, the fact that, now, he had to lie to her and help his father kill off the people she loved and trusted, and the fact that it was hard to be mad at his father, because he'd only done what was expected of him. He was his father, sure, but his life wasn't the only one he had to worry about. He had an entire gang to look out for and lead, and he was just doing what was best for them, even if it hurt him.
Ben punched the wall a few times until his knuckles were a bloody mess and a friend of his that saw him as he was heading inside had to pull him back and make him stop before he broke every bone in his hand. After that, he got on his bike and went back home. Sarah was still on the porch though, and he really wasn't feeling like facing her again, so he'd turned and walked back down his driveway and down the street, figuring a walk might do him some good.
He wasn't really sure how long he'd been walking, but eventually, he heard footsteps other than his own and glanced up, squinting at the person coming towards him down the street before rolling his eyes and lighting a cigarette. Of course it was Harley. "Fuck girl, you must have a death wish." He called out to her, because this was the second time he'd found her on Blood's territory. If she kept it up, she was going to get herself killed.
Harley was fully aware of the way she looked to others at the moment. She looked like a complete and utter train wreck, the very definition of a crack whore junkie. She was wearing pajama shorts that were honestly were short enough and tight enough theyâd could belong to Jaydon. He cut off shirt showed off a little too much of her mid drift. She had bruises all over her body, a black eye, and possible a broken nose. Not to mention the pissed off look on her face, because she was having to walk home which would take her a good three hours at the very least and the only way home was to walk straight through Blood territory. Itâd be a miracle if she made it home alive, then again she was so pissed someone would be stupid to try and fuck with her.
She needed a hit, she could feel that familiar scratch for it, which was only making her that much more irritable. "Fuck girl, you must have a death wish." she heard Benâs voice causing her to look up and realize he was walking towards her.
âYou gotta be fucking kidding me.â She breathed. There was no way she could deal with him after the day sheâd had. All she wanted to do was get fucked up and fuck Tommy. Because fucking him was mindless and numbing.
She turned then and started walking back towards the police station. It probably wasnât a good idea, to go back there, but she knew she was pissed off enough to beat the shit out of Benji, for fucking her up so bad. Sheâd had all day and her fight with Jaxon to let it sink in that he was really still alive and sheâd let him in like nothing had ever happened. She was pissed off at him and every other guy in her life, honestly the only person she wasnât made at was Jay do and she kind of wished her little sister was around so she could just talk to some.
âYou know what, no, fuck you.â She spat turning back around to face him and walking straight up to him. She grabbed his cigarette in one quick motion taking a drag off of it before putting his cigarette out on his neck. She knew it would probably piss him off, simply because she was on his territory and if any of his guys saw a girl disrespecting him, heâd lose respect. She smirked before punching him straight in the jaw. âYou can go fuck yourself. Maybe I do have a death wish. You and my brothers youâre all a bunch of worthless liars.â She hissed before turning around and heading towards the police station quickly, she knew if she didnât get their before Benji got to her, sheâd get into yet another fight.
Elijah was well aware that if she tried to take off with another guy or another guy tried touch her and he was fucked up, heâd kill the guy no questions asked. Elijah was already ridiculously protective of Harley and Jaydon and even Veronica, because he could deal with losing them two. He wasnât going to go through that kind of pain again. So it hadnât helped that him and Jae had slept together and sheâd made him feel the way she had, because that only made him obsessively protective of her and heâd be a hundred times more controlling of her, but not like Jaxon, heâd be controlling in a different way, vindictive and sheâd learn to hate him.
"Don't worry." she shrugged and his body was on fire even through his jeans as her hand touched his knee and slid up his leg slowly. He couldnât help but smirk, because she was just a wild and crazy as she was and he loved it. "I'll stay glued to your hip." she breathed in his ear, before moving away from him.
He lit a cigarette then and took a long drag off of it. She was completely intoxicating and he almost wished that he hadnât known her his entire life, because he knew he was going to hurt her. She may be mature, but deep down she was still just a girl and he was a man with a dark agenda. It was a recipe for disaster. He glanced to her with a wicked smirk on his lips.
âThatâs good.â He breathed holding her eyes. âBecause if someone fucks with you, Iâm gonna kill them.â He shrugged, but his tone was completely serious. He lend over like he was going to whisper something in her ear, his hand slipped up her leg and into her shorts, rubbing between her legs roughly, despite the fact that they were in the middle of a restaurant. âDonât be responsible for someone else life, love.â He whispered in her ear as if warning her not to take off with someone else.
He sat back in his chair then and raised his cigarette to his lips nonchalantly as if he hadnât just been touching her under the table. It was scary how insanely good Eli was at acting and pretending nothing bothered him. Only seconds after he moved away a young waitress brought their food at set in on the table, asking them if there was anything else that she could get them.
âYeah actually.â Eli smirked and she raised a brow. âYou gotta name sweetheart?â he asked and she hesitated.
âYou bikers come in her all the time, I ainât fallen for it.â She shrugged and turned to walk away, only Eli grabbed her arm and pulled her back to the table and it was apparent that he knew what he was doing and he knew how to draw a girl in. Eliâs kind of control and demanding persona was intoxicating and just like a mouse in a trap the girl was hooked, she smirked at him.
âI wasnât finished talking to you baby.â He breathed, but the way heâd said it made you want to continue to listen, but run from him at the same time. âI saidâŠdo you have a name?â he asked again.
Jade smirked and took a drag off her cigarette, running a fingernail along the rim of her water glass as she watched him light his own cigarette, smirking back at her wickedly. âThatâs good.â He breathed and she just shrugged as he held her eyes. âBecause if someone fucks with you, Iâm gonna kill them.â He said, but he didn't sound like he was teasing. Instead, he sounded dead serious, and she knew he was telling the truth, making her raise an eyebrow.
He leaned towards her, like he was going to tell her a secret, but instead, he placed his hand on her leg and she tensed, knowing what was coming. He slipped his hand up her thigh, into her shorts, rubbing between her legs roughly and she had to bite her lip hard and turn her face away from him to keep herself from moaning. Her entire body was on fire from his touch and she drew blood, biting her lip so hard to keep from making a sound.
âDonât be responsible for someone else's life, love.â He whispered in her ear, making her shiver, knowing he considered her his now and he had every intention of making good on his threat to kill anyone else who touched her. Eric had never been like that. Sure, he got pissed when she slept around, and it was fun to test him because he was the jealous type, but he wasn't murderously possessive. He'd beaten the shit out of her a few times and every once in a while, if he caught her in the act, the other guy, but he'd never killed anyone. Eli was another story entirely, the same way she knew that Eric's threats were fake, she knew Eli's were real.
He pulled away from her casually just as the waitress came over and set their food in front of them. Jade sighed and tried to compose herself, trying not to look all worked up as the waitress asked them if she could get them anything else. Jade was about to shake her head when Eli spoke up, asking the girl her name and she rolled her eyes and started eating, watching as the girl tried to slip away.
Eli only reached out and pulled her back and Jae could tell by the look on her face that he had her and she sighed and rolled her eyes again, not feeling like sitting there, watching him flirt with some other girl after having fucked him all day. She kicked him hard under the table and smirked at him before standing, glancing between the two. "Just remembered, I'm allergic to cheese so this burger's no good." She shrugged even though that was bullshit.
"I'm going to go ahead and do some shopping." She said with a glance at Eli. "You two have fun, don't get her pregnant alright Eli?" She smirked wickedly. "That'd be a little awkward to explain to your wife." She spat, making it clear to the girl that he was married before turning and slipping out of the restaurant, taking a drag off her cigarette as she made her way down the street towards a store they'd passed on the way.
As Ben got closer, he could tell by the way she was walking and the look on her face, she was pissed. Something had happened and it had her irritated beyond reason. It really wasn't hard to tell guess what it was though. She was all bruised up, so he knew it was probably Tommy that had pissed her off, or maybe even Jax, one of them, they'd been pretty pissed at her when he'd seen them at the woods.
âYou gotta be fucking kidding me.â She said, making him raise a brow. Was she an idiot? If she didn't want to run into him, she probably shouldn't be headed right in the direction of, not just his house, but the bar where he spent half his time. He watched her turn, starting to head back the way she'd come and he rolled his eyes, about to let her go because he'd bothered her quite a bit for one day, he figured she probably needed a bit of time adjusting to the fact that, not only was he still alive, but they'd slept together. Besides, he was still pretty irritated himself and he was afraid of what might happen if they got into it.
âYou know what, no, fuck you.â She spat, spinning back around and he raised an eyebrow as she walked back over to him and grabbed his cigarette right out of his fingers, taking a drag before putting it out on his skin. It hurt, but he held her eyes without so much as flinching before rolling his eyes. She punched him them and he had to say, that, he hadn't been expecting. It knocked him back a little and he rubbed his jaw because Harley was rich, but she wasn't pampered, she was tough and, despite her appearance, she packed a pretty mean punch, always had. It was one of the things he loved most about her.
âYou can go fuck yourself. Maybe I do have a death wish. You and my brothers youâre all a bunch of worthless liars.â She hissed before turning and heading quickly away and he rolled his eyes and went after her.
"Oh really? You didn't seem to think that last night." He called after her, catching up quickly. "You jumped right into bed with me baby." He spat, grabbing her arm and spinning her back towards him roughly, not caring that he was gripping her so hard it'd leave a bruise. After all the bullshit he'd just been through with his father for her, he wasn't about to let her treat him that way.
"Your brothers and that stupid fiance of yours are the ones who were trying to hunt me down and kill me." He spat at her, shaking his head. "I couldn't just break up with you or leave you, I had to fucking disappear Harley. I had to do what I did if I wanted to live." He rolled his eyes and yanked her close, holding her eyes. "I fucked up, I get that." He shrugged. "But I apologized didn't I? I'm genuinely sorry Harley." He smirked and raised an eyebrow at her.
"What do you think would happen if your gang found out I was still alive huh? You think they'd be sorry, or do you think they'd come right back after me and try to finish me for real this time before you found out?" He spat, grabbing her hand and holding it up so they could both see the engagement ring on her finger. "That's who you're going to marry?" He hissed, holding her eyes for a moment before releasing her.
"Get your ass out of here before you get killed or raped Harley." He spat, shaking his head. "You're in Blood territory, so why don't you turn around, walk your ass back to safety, and call your precious fiance to come get you?" He shrugged and turned away, walking back towards his house, afraid he'd really hurt her if he stayed any longer.
"Oh really? You didn't seem to think that last night." her jaw clenched but she just continued to walk and even quickened her pace but she doubted sheâd get away. "You jumped right into bed with me baby." He spat grabbing her arm roughly and spinning her to face him, he held her tight enough she had to fight back a wince, somehow no matter how much sheâd built her walls up his words could still cut her like a knife.
"Your brothers and that stupid fiancĂ© of yours are the ones who were trying to hunt me down and kill me. I couldn't just break up with you or leave you, I had to fucking disappear Harley. I had to do what I did if I wanted to live." He yanked her close, but she turned her head to the side because she didnât want to look at him. "I fucked up, I get that. But I apologized didn't I? I'm genuinely sorry Harley." His smirked pissed her off and if he hadnât have been holding her so tightly she would have easily punched him again to shut him up because she didnât want to hear what he was saying. "What do you think would happen if your gang found out I was still alive huh? You think they'd be sorry, or do you think they'd come right back after me and try to finish me for real this time before you found out?" He spat holding up her engagement ring for both of them to see. "That's who you're going to marry?" he hissed and it was like a stab to her gut, like he thought she had a choice. He released her, but she couldnât move.
It was utterly frustrating, there was nothing she could do, because she was her fatherâs daughter everything inside of her wanted to hate him, she wanted to be the one to kill him for good, because of what his gang had done to her and the hell heâd put her through. But, she loved him so much she could barely breath without him so the thought of killing him even though thatâs what she knew she should do, was agonizing. Then there was the thought, that he might not even love her, he was his fatherâs son and as much as she wanted to believe that he loved her, it would be easy for him to come back into her life and they turn around and betray her.
"Get your ass out of here before you get killed or raped Harley. You're in Blood territory, so why don't you turn around, walk your ass back to safety, and call your precious fiancé to come get you?" he shrugged and turned away from her headed back to her house. Watching him walk was painful and she wanted to stop him, because watching him walk away was a painful reminder that he never be able to just stay and she was sick of living that way.
âI swear to fucking God if you walk away, itâs over!â She screamed after him, she was sick of goodbyes and people walking away from her, whether it was for a short time or forever, people were always walking in and out of her life, like she meant nothing. When he kept walking, she could feel herself losing it. He was leaving her there in Bloods territory like he didnât care and it was killing her. âYouâre going to regret this.â She breathed like he could hear her, even though she knew he couldnât but she couldnât bring herself to scream.
Pissing Harley off was one thing, when she was out for revenge that was a whole other monster. She didnât think, she just did. She turned then and head back to the police station, just as Dean was coming out of the station and he raised a brow, but gestured for her to get in the car and she didnât hesitate.
âTake me home.â She said holding his eyes and he looked confused. âTo your place.â She smirked.
Eli wasnât trying to flirt with the girl, she was marked and heâd seen her before. She was in hiding that much was obvious. She cut her long hair into a pixie cut and dyed her natural blond hair jet black, but heâd recognize that face anywhere. She was Bobby Garciaâs girl, not that he was faithful to her or very good to her, but theyâd been together for as long as Eli could remember every time theyâd gotten in fights sheâd been there by his side. He Smirked because he realized that she didnât recognize him. Jaydon kicked him hard under the table pulling him out of his thoughts.
"Just remembered, I'm allergic to cheese so this burger's no good." Eli raised a brow, realizing that Jade thought he was trying to fuck the girl. "I'm going to go ahead and do some shopping. You two have fun, don't get her pregnant alright Eli?" He rolled his eyes, but he didnât bother to stop her, even though he was fairly certain he should. "That'd be a little awkward to explain to your wife." she spat causing the girl to pull away and he sighed.
He ran his fingers through his hair, debating on how he should go after. In the end he end up staying and waiting for the waitress to slip into the bathroom and he followed after her. He seduced her into fucking him, while heâd set up his phone to film part of it. After they were finished he killed her and left her there, slipping out the bathroom window. He knew Jaxon would be pissed and heâd probably just pushed the bloods over the edge, but Bobby had been the one whoâd lead the Bloods to his house and killed his family.
He sent the video to everyone he knew, knowing it would get to Bobby and when it did, Bobby would come looking for him and heâd be ready. He hopped on his bike and headed to find Jaydon. Which wasnât too hard, heâd managed to find her in one of the stores.
âYou ready to go babe?â he said walking up behind her.
Jae walked quickly down the street, taking drag after drag off her cigarette, irritated as hell, though more at herself then at Eli. She'd acted like a jealous idiot back there and it pissed her off. Why did she care so much if Eli was interested in that girl? Yeah, the two of them had sex, but it wasn't like they were together. Hell, they were as far from together as it got. She'd never liked Veronica either and had literally spent all day fucking him so it's not like she was bothered to see him cheating on his wife.
It annoyed her and confused her, but she pushed the feeling back, deciding to just focus on shopping instead. She probably shouldn't have taken off the way she had, but she really didn't care. She could handle herself out in public, it was night, but she really wasn't in any danger walking down the street to go shopping. Besides, if someone tried to mug her or something, she had her gun.
Jade slipped into the first store she came to and sighed, walking through it, looking over the clothes. She'd never been a fan of shopping, she liked buying things, but she wasn't the kind of girl who spent hours at the mall. Typically, if she went shopping it's because she passed something she liked in a window and had to go in and buy it, or because she had to buy something new.
Jade flipped through the dresses with a sigh, hating most of them but eventually picking a tight black and red one that she could already tell would be super short and had virtually no back. The dress was a little edgy so she liked it because it would actually look pretty sweet with her combat boots so she could avoid having to wear heels. After the dress, she picked out a pair of fishnets and, just for the hell of it, some hot lingerie before finally paying.
The lady didn't even try to hide the looks she kept shooting her as she rang everything up and Jae was about ten seconds from asking the woman if she had a problem, when she finally handed her the bag. Jade turned, nearly running right into Eli standing behind her. "You ready to go babe?" He asked and she shrugged and nodded. There was a sarcastic comment about the waitress in the dinner on the tip of her tongue, but she just swallowed it down, not wanting to look petty and jealous.
"Yeah." She finally sighed, holding up the bag with a shrug. "Guess I'm officially ready to party." She smirked.
âI swear to fucking God if you walk away, itâs over!â He heard Harley screaming after him and he nearly turned and went back to her, but he knew he couldn't. He had to keep walking because if he went back there, he knew he was going to hurt her and it'd be bad. He didn't want to hurt her anymore than he already had, especially since he was sober, he wouldn't have anything to blame it on but himself if he was sober.
So he just kept walking, deciding he'd go see her and apologize later because he wasn't in the right state of mind for an apology just yet. He was still frustrated from his father and just wanted to get home and be alone where he couldn't hurt anyone. He'd done enough of that for one night. It was time to get fucked up and pass out.
Eventually, he made it home and was glad to see that his father's bike was gone, meaning that he was still at the bar. The house was lit up and loud and he rolled his eyes as he walked up to it, able to hear music blasting from inside, some girl bent over in his bushes in the front yard, puking her guts up.
Sarah was throwing party. Great. He sighed and slipped inside, pushing through people. The house was all it up like crazy, strobe lights going off, colored lightbulbs casting weird shades and shadows all over the room, making it a total mess to get through and he knew Sarah liked it that way because the colors and flashing lights were trippy as hell when you were high.
"Looks like daddy's favorite has finally come home." He heard behind him and turned to see Sarah, wobbling, eyes huge and red, making it clear she was already majorly fucked up.
"Sarah, if you think I'm his favorite, you're even dumber than I thought." He spat, rolling his eyes and slipping past her, up the stairs, but she only scrambled after him, stopping at the bottom of the stairs and gripping the rail hard, glaring up after him.
"Why do you think I hate you so much Benny?" She called after him, causing him to stop because he could hear genuine pain in her voice. That was what all the sibling rivalry and backstabbing was all about? Their father? Fuck, that man had fucked up his kids more than he could ever know. Roxie and Parker didn't even call him dad, they called him by his first name and Kellie had worked her ass off in school since she could do basic math just so she could go to a good college and get the fuck away from him.
Ben turned back to say something to her, but before he could, some guy swept her onto the dancefloor and between flashes of light he could watch her jumping up and down, hanging all over the guy, screaming at the top of her lungs to the music and he just sighed and continued up the stairs towards his room, deciding not to bother her because she looked happy.
The ride had been quite on the way to Deanâs house. The second they walked through the door though, there was no pulling them apart. Heâd nearly ripped her clothes off. His house was incredible, he lived alone and judging by the size of his house and the expensive looking interior he was fucking loaded. His house sat facing his own private beach and theyâd fucked nearly everywhere, from his hot tub to the kitchen counter. Sex with him was hot and sexy, but it was nothing compared to her and Benji and she hated hat no matter how hard she tried to get him out of her head she couldnât.
Theyâd fucked for hours until heâd finally rolled off of her and she glanced to the clock, smirking at the fact that it was two thirty in the morning. She lend over and kissed him and he pulled her to his chest, kissing her forehead. Eventually she slipped on his shirt and he slipped his boxers on and they headed into the kitchen. He made her a huge breakfast and she wasnât sure sheâd ever had anyone make her breakfast let alone cater to her and it was nice.
âAlright Dj, jigs up.â She smirked holding his eyes as she finished her food taking a drink of her orange juice. âThereâs no way, your âdetectiveâ salary bought you all of this.â She smirked teasing him.
âYou want me to show you?â he smirked and she raised a brow lie she wasnât sure if he was serious, he offered his and she took it as he lead her back inside and down stairs into his basement, her jaw literally dropped at the weed farm he had in his basement. She should have known heâs never really stopped being bad.
âShit Dean.â She breathed looking around and he came up behind her wrapping his arms around her and kissing her neck, causing her to moan softly. âI could get use to this.â She smirked, turning to face him as he handed her a joint.
âThen leave Tommy, your brothers canât fucking touch me and neither can Tommy.â He said honestly and he was probably right, he was to important they couldnât just make him disappear. âIâd take care of you Baby.â He breathed against her lips and she held his eyes. He rubbed his thumb over her bruised eye. âIâd never do that to you and Iâd never let anyone hurt you.â He said pressing his lips to his and it was hard to say no, because for the most part heâd be more stable then Tommy or Benji.
Eli had a feeling something was bothering her and he knew exactly what it was. He felt the need to be honest and explain it to her. He wasnât entirely sure why, he just knew that he didnât want to loose her trust. Only he wasnât sure he should tell her, sheâd probably just get pissed off at him and he was already going to get enough of that from Jax and Tommy. She seemed willing to drop it so he decided it was just better to not mention anything else.
"Yeah. Guess I'm officially ready to party." she smirked and he nodded as they headed out to his bike. They stopped off at a gas station so that Jade could change before they were on the road again.
The drive seemed longer then he thought it would be and he hated it because it gave what heâd done time to sink in and heâd been stupid to act off revenge. There was no telling what Bobby would do and it didnât help that his younger brother was a cop. Dean and Bobby Garcia had been a few Saints whoâd betrayed them because the Bloods had stolen their interest. Only Dean, had managed to become a cop and that was part of the reason the Bloods got away with more than the Saints. It was utterly frustrating, thatâ heâd fucked up so bad.
When theyâd finally gotten to the bon fire there were motorcycles everywhere and loud music playing. People making out everywhere. He stepped off his bike only to be greeted by a few Saints, who welcomed both him and Jade like family. They were instantly handed a few beers, before pointed in the direction of the drugs. He wrapped an arm round Jadeâs shoulder as they headed in the direction of the big group of people. It would be easy for Jade to get lost and even easier for her to disappear and he made a mental note not to get too fucked up.
âJade, I may have really fucked up.â He breathed honestly only loud enough for her to hear as he took a drink of his beer. âDonât go wondering off.â He reminded her again.
After he found her at the store, they went back out to his bike and drove to a gas station. Jade slipped inside, ducking into the bathroom to change. She pulled her long blond hair down, shimmied into the new clothes, tearing a few holes into the fishnets before lining her eyes with dark liner and lacing up her boots, heading back out to Eli.
They drove on his bike for a while longer before they finally arrived, the bikes lined up making it clear that they were in the right place. She smirked and she got off his motorcycle and a couple Saints came over, chatting with them, welcoming them like they'd known them their whole lives even though she'd only just met them in that moment.
They soon pointed them in the direction of the drugs and gave them beers before Eli tossed his arm over her shoulder and she smirked, allowing him to lead her towards the party. There were a lot of people and she knew it'd be easy to lose him if she really wanted to. She wouldn't really even have to try. All she'd have to do was slip through the crowd and she'd be gone.
The thought of fucking someone else just to get back at him for the waitress in the bar was more than appealing, she had to admit, but she knew it was dangerous. Not only would she be putting her life in danger, seeing as there were bound to be Bloods there somewhere, but, even if she didn't run into one of them and she just had a good time with some stranger, she'd be putting his life in danger too. She hadn't forgotten Eli's threats back at the restaurant.
At the moment, she had enough sense to stick by him, but she honestly couldn't make any promises for when she got fucked up. The idea of fucking with him, making him worry about her and getting him jealous and pissy might be too appealing to resist once she had something in her system. âJade, I may have really fucked up.â He breathed and she raised an eyebrow and took a drink of her beer, having no clue what he was talking about, but knowing it had to do with the Bloods. No one hated the Bloods more than Eli except maybe her father. If he was in some kind of trouble, they were the cause. âDonât go wandering off.â He reminded her and she just rolled her eyes and smirked, drinking her beer.
"Relax princess, I'm glued to your hip, remember?" She shrugged, nodding her head towards the party, dying to get started. "Now let's get seriously fucked up and have a good time alright?" She smirked wickedly, finishing off her beer.
Ben stayed up in his room on his own for a while. He shot up and took a handful of pills before popping open a bottle of vodka and drinking it while he lay in bed, unable to keep himself from thinking about Harley. The music was deafeningly loud, but this time, he didn't feel like going downstairs and pulling the plug on Sarah's drug-fest. She'd been having a good time and he figured at least one of the Bones children deserved to enjoy themselves, so he left her alone.
Only she didn't leave him alone. After a few hours of hearing nothing but the obnoxious bass from her music and even having a few couples breaking into his room looking for somewhere private to fuck, a loud knocking came at his door. It was fast, like the person was urgent, and he knew who it was so he sighed and stood, walking over to it and swinging it open, glaring at his sister on the other side. She'd lost her clothes, leaving her in her bra and panties, but she didn't seem to care.
"Benny-boy, nice to see you again." She smirked and he rolled his eyes.
"Whatever it is Sarah, the answer's no." He spat and she just pushed past him, surprisingly strong despite how monumentally fucked up she was. She went instantly under his bed and pulled out his drug stash. Ben cursed, knowing what was about to happen, jumping after her quickly, but she was fast, ducking out of his way and into his bathroom, closing and locking the door behind her.
Ben started to beat down the door, but before he got the chance, he already heard the toilet flushing and then she swung the door open, leaning lazily in the doorframe with a wicked smirk. "Look, now we've got the same problem so you can't say no to me." She grinned and laughed, shoving a wad of cash into his hands. "Be back in two hours with more drugs or I'll go for you good stuff. I know you keep it in the vent in your closet." She spat and slipped out of his room and he rolled his eyes, frustrated. She was right, he had more, but that shit was extremely strong and he really didn't like using it all the time.
So he just listened, hating that he was going to have to take orders from her, but he had to replenish his stash or he'd go nuts within the hour. He slipped downstairs, outside, raising an eyebrow when he saw the girl, that had been puking in the bushes earlier had then passed out in the bushes, before hopping on his bike and heading for Dean's.
Dean was Bobby's brother. He was an ex-Saint turned-Blood. The guy had then joined the police force, but his alliances had pretty much stayed with the Bloods. He was in charge of keeping the cops off their back as well as supplying drugs to their many dealers. Bobby, his brother sold the drugs and did work for his father.
Dirty work. Work the other guys typically couldn't handle. The guy was fucked up. He was the guy his father called when he needed someone tortured to death or when he wanted to send a message. He had guys who could make someone disappear quietly, but Bobby wasn't that guy, Bobby was the guy who made a show of the murders he committed, leaving behind a completely traceable mess to make sure their enemies knew who to fear.
Ben hated both brothers, but he was forced to get along with them because they were pretty damn important. No one else had the balls to do the shit Bobby did and no one else could keep them protected from the police the way Dean could. The two were pretty much irreplaceable.
Ben sighed as he pulled up outside Dean's house and cut the engine, heading up the drive and up the stairs to the door, ringing the bell, hoping like hell he was home and not out on some job. He really just wanted to get the drugs and get back before Sarah went for his good shit and then he was really fucked.
âHow exactly do you expect me to trust you.â She smirked biting her. âItâs your brother a Blood and youâre a bad cop.â She whispered against his lips. âThat doesnât exactly scream trust worthy.â She said as his lips traced down her neck and something about what sheâd said and made him pull away and for a moment the look in his eyes scared her.
âRight?â he said simply. âBut, Your ex, Benny he was a liar. He was always fucking girls when he wasnât with you babe.â He her jaw clenched and she shoved him away making her way back up the stairs he grabbed her spinning her back to face him. âHarley, Iâm sorry.â He breathed. âIâm not trying to hurt you Iâm trying to protect you.â He breathed and she sighed. âWhy donât we just shoot up and Iâll take you home in the morning.â He sighed.
She thought about it and the fact that heâd openly told her about Benji made her wonder if he had been faithful when they were together. She had some many people telling her different things. Eventually she agreed, because she was too damn exhausted to storm out of his house and try and walk home again. He filled a needle and shot her up, only the drug burned through her veins causing her to wince. Whatever heâd given her was strong as hell and ti wasnât meant to get you high, it was mean to fuck you up.
Through double vision she watched him shoot up, before his lips came down on her neck causing her to moan deeply as he rubbed in between her legs. It felt incredible and even if she wanted to leave, she couldnât he had her. She heard a distant knock on his door and he sighed rolling off of her and heading towards the door. She made her way to the kitchen, the world felt amazing around her whatever heâd given her she wanted to stay high on forever because it made her feel incredibly fucking high. She grabbed a beer before making her way to the door, Dean was standing in the door way blocking whoever was trying to come in and Harley lend on the wall, behind him. It was clear she was gone, she was in a whole other world and even if sheâd seen Benji she wouldnât really connect that she shouldnât be there with Dean.
âDude, now is not a good time.â She heard Dean say and she ran her fingers through her blond hair taking a drink from her beer.
âWho is it baby?â She breathed.
âJust go back to bed Kitten.â He said, though keeping the door way black and his eye on whoever was at his door.
"Relax princess, I'm glued to your hip, remember? Now let's get seriously fucked up and have a good time alright?" She smirked wickedly and he couldnât help but smirk back as he took a drink of his beer.
Everything had been perfect, no one really gave a shit that he pulled Jaydon to his lap while they shot up and got completely fucked up because everyone else was too fucked up to care and most of them didnât really know who they were aside from the few other Saints that were there. Eli couldnât keep his hands off her, he touched her everywhere and because her skin against his felt amazing. The drugs only made the electric feeling and the heat between them a million times stronger, making it hard for him to pull away from her.
He took a swig from his bottle of whiskey while his other hand slipped up under her dress and his lips moved across her neck line slowly and teasingly leaving hot alcohol laced kisses everywhere his lips touched her skin. He could spend forever kissing her skin and he already knew he was addicted. The music drowned out the loud laughs and chatter of everyone around them. It was so loud, he was surprised the cops hadnât shut them down, but he honestly couldnât bring himself to care cause his full attention was on Jaydon and how incredible beautiful she was. The music only made focusing on her easier and the effect of the drugs more intense.
He moved her swiftly from his lap and flipped them so that she was sitting in the chair and he was above her kissing her lips deeply, fisting his hand in her tightly, working her in all the right ways, so sheâd beg him for more.
âYour beautiful Jae, You know that?â he breathed against her. âYour fucking incredible.â He smirked
The party was fucking incredible. She'd let him pull her into his lap and they shot up, getting ridiculously fucked up, to the point where she literally didn't have a care in the world. Her thoughts of leaving him had all been obliterated the moment he'd started touching her. His hands wandered all over her body as they sat there, setting every inch of her skin on fire. His touch, his lips, the drugs, the music, the flickering light from the fire, all of it made her head spin.
She could feel every beat of the music playing as if it was running through her veins and the only thing she could feel was the way his hands felt on her. No one else mattered, he was all there was. He slid a hand up under her dress, making her moan softly as he took a drink from his whiskey bottle before bringing his lips back to her.
He kissed along her neckline and she bit her lip, tilting her head back, loving every second she spent with him. He made her want to run away for good and never go home. Life with him would be exciting. It'd be a lot of drinking, drugs, and kinky, hot sex and she could live with that, but she knew they couldn't leave. She couldn't leave her family. She'd been born a Delgado and a Saint, no amount of distance would change that. She'd always come running back home no matter how far she ran.
Eli flipped her then, so that she was in the chair and he was hovering over her, kissing her lips. He fisted a hand tightly in her hair and she moaned against his lips, leaning into him, wanting more. "You're beautiful Jae, you know that?" He breathed against her lips and she tried to focus on his words. "You're fucking incredible." He said with a smirk.
Jade just placed her hand on the back of his neck with a smirk, pulling his lips back to hers. "So are you." She breathed as she kissed him, moving her lips along his jaw and neck, slipping her other hand up under his shirt. She pressed her lips back to his and wrapped her arm around his neck as the song changed and she stood, never letting her lips leave his, body close to his.
"Dance with me." She breathed, walking backwards, pulling him towards the couples dancing closer to the fire with a smirk, still kissing him, pulling him close and grinding her hips slowly, fluidly, along his to the music with a wicked smirk, loving the way it felt to be with him.
Ben had to wait a little while and he was tempted to just leave and head back to the bar. He could find someone there who'd sell him drugs. Dean would have more and they'd be better quality, but if it came down to it, he really didn't have to buy them from Dean, it was just easier, seeing as he lived right around the corner.
Finally, he answered and he raised an eyebrow. It was obvious he was with some girl, but the way he held the door closed so he couldn't see into the house irritated him, making him wonder exactly who he was with. Someone he shouldn't be evidently. âDude, now is not a good time.â He said and he rolled his eyes.
He really didn't give a shit who Dean was fucking, their deal would only take a few minutes, hell, he could wait outside for him to bring the drugs out, he just wanted to get the shit and go before Sarah threw a fit. âWho is it baby?â He heard from behind Dean and he raised and eyebrow. It was Harley. Instantly his jaw clenched.
âJust go back to bed Kitten.â He told her, still keeping the door closed, like he couldn't pick her voice out in a heavy metal concert, making him roll his eyes, pissed. Dean knew Harley was off limits. The lower guys didn't know shit but back when he'd been dating Harley the first time, all of the more important guys, like Dean and Bobby had known. The lower guys had all assumed he was working for his father undercover, fucking her for information, but the more important ones had known. It was how they'd helped him keep hidden for so long, they'd been in on the fake death.
"Shit, you've got to be fucking kidding me Dean." He rolled his eyes, shaking his head, pushing past him into the house, not giving a shit that he didn't want him inside. Dean might be important and think he was hot shit, but he still worked for his father, meaning he still worked for him. He was still his guy.
Ben glanced at Harley, able to tell just by looking at her she was high as fuck. "Damn, baby, you really do get around don't you?" He spat, holding her eyes. "Me, Tommy, Dean." He rolled his eyes before turning them back on Dean. "I need drugs. A lot." He shrugged, tossing him the wad of cash, acting like Harley wasn't even there even though it hurt like hell that she was. "Whatever that will buy me." He shrugged, glancing at Harley. "Then you two can go back to fucking."
"Shit, you've got to be fucking kidding me Dean." Benji said pushing past Dean and Dean just rolled his eyes letting him in and shutting the door behind him. Harley couldnât feel anything and if sheâd been sober the disgusted and pained way Ben looked at her would have hurt. "Damn, baby, you really do get around don't you? Me, Tommy, Dean." He spat and she held his eyes, raising the beer bottle to her lips like she didnât give a shit.
She hadnât really focused on the rest of the conversation, but Dean grabbed her jaw and kissed her, before slipping out of the room and back down stairs, leaving her and Benji alone. She walked over to him, leaning in dangerously close, keeping her eyes on his. She shoved him against the wall and she could tell he was fucked up too and that only made her want to fuck with him. She ran her fingers down his chest slowly. Before pressing her lips to his and even through the fog of drugs she could feel that familiar shock of feeling pour over her. No matter how high she was she could never shake the feeling between them. She moved her lips along his jawline, before slipping her hand past the waste line of his jeans teasingly.
âWhat can I say Bones, Iâm just a huge fucking whore.â She spat bitterly against his. âBut, just remember youâre not innocent either and whatâs it matter who I fuck, Iâm not your girl anymore.â She smirked âYour dead to me Benji.â She whispered her breath on his skin. âRemember.â She breath, before stepping away and heading into the living room. âIn fact I think I might marry Dean.â She smirked taking another drink of her beer.
She placed a hand on the back of his neck sending fire through his entire body. She pulled his lips back to her and he kissed her hard loving the way her lips tasted against his. "So are you." she breathed continuing to kiss him.
Her lips moved along his jaw and down his neck making him groan, smirk on his lips as her hand slipped up under his shirt. Her lips came back to his and he placed a hand on the back of his neck to hold her in the kiss as she wrapped her arms around his neck, he pulled her close as she stood up though there lips never broke.
"Dance with me." she breathed and he raised a brow as she pulled him closer to the fire, he matched her smirk as they continued to kiss.
Her hips started to grind against his, slowly to the music and he held her close grinding with her, to the music. His hands roaming her body, ignoring the fact that there were others around. He spun her so her back was against his chest as he continued to grind against her on hand on her hip, holding her against him, while he moved her hair with his other hand and kissed along her neck. It was wrong what they were doing, beyond wrong. Heâd watched her grow up for Godâs sake. If he really wanted to fuck someone it should be Harley, hell sheâd fuck anything with a pulse, if she was high enough Eli could almost beat sheâd fuck him. But, he didnât want anyone but Jaydon, no matter how wrong it was.
He felt someone grab him roughly and pull him away from Jae. âFuck Elijah weâve got Bloods.â The guy said and Elijahâs jaw clenched instantly. âJust a few of them, I doubt theyâll try anything.â The guys breathed and Eli sighed.
âShit.â He breathed. âIf there Bloods theyâll try something.â Eli breathed. âYou got your gun Babe?â he glanced to Jaydon.
Jade smirked when he started to move with her, holding her close and she closed her eyes and tilted her head back as they danced. She was beyond fucked up and it felt incredible to move to the music, his body grinding up against hers, sending sparks of white-hot electricity through her. His hands started to roam her body, despite everyone around them and she moaned, opening her eyes and holding his with a smirk, loving the way his hands felt on her body, even through her clothes.
He spun her then, so that her back was against his chest and she grinned, continuing to grind her hips back against his slowly, moving her entire body to the music. His hand felt like it was burning a hole through her dress on her hip, keeping her body tight against his as they danced. Had she been a bit more sober, it might have bothered her, because it was so beyond wrong, but she was so fucked up, she didn't care even a little. All that mattered was how good he made her feel.
Eli moved her hair from her neck and Jade moaned deeply as his lips came down on her skin, stretching her neck for him and closing her eyes. In that single moment, she felt better than she had in ages. Her entire life had been about trying to prove herself. She'd spent almost every waking moment of her existence trying to make others see her as an equal, like she was important, worthy, strong, old enough. She was always trying to keep up with her siblings, trying not to get lost in the background of the Delgado family. However, right then and there, she was genuinely enjoying herself. She wasn't trying to prove anything, she was just having a good time and feeling incredible doing it.
Eventually, someone pulled Eli away from her and she was ripped back into the reality of the party and she realized someone else was there with them now. âFuck Elijah weâve got Bloods.â The guy said and Jade glanced around. Shit, they'd been having such a good time, if the Bloods came and fucked it all up, she'd be pissed. âJust a few of them, I doubt theyâll try anything.â The guy said and Jade doubted that. Bloods didn't show up to a Saints party without wanting to cause trouble.
âShit.â Eli breathed. âIf they're Bloods theyâll try something.â He said like he'd been reading her mind. âYou got your gun Babe?â He said towards her and she smirked.
"Yeah." She shrugged. She'd left her bag in his bike's saddle bag, but she'd grabbed her gun. It was attached to the inside of her thigh. She also had a small knife in her boot, just in case. "I'll be fine." She smirked.
Ben rolled his eyes as Dean grabbed Harley's jaw and kissed her before leaving the two of them alone. She walked up to him, standing close and he just rolled his eyes again, knowing what she was going to do. She was fucked up and pissed. She was going to taunt him so he just readied himself as she stood extremely close, refusing to play into her game.
She pushed him into the wall and he was glad he was fucked up too because it'd help him resist her a little. Her fingers ran down his chest, making his jaw clench as he held her eyes before she kissed him and he had to fight to keep from reacting by reaching out and kissing harder. Her lips moved along his jaw, fingers at his waistline teasing him, making him want her.
âWhat can I say Bones, Iâm just a huge fucking whore.â She spat bitterly and he rolled his eyes. âBut, just remember youâre not innocent either and whatâs it matter who I fuck, Iâm not your girl anymore.â She smirked and he knew she was right but he was fucked up so it only pissed him off. âYou're dead to me Benji. Remember.â She breath, before stepping away. âIn fact I think I might marry Dean.â She smirked.
Ben just smirked and reached out, pulling her back, grabbing her jaw so she had to look him in the eye. "Go ahead." He breathed cruelly, glaring at her like he really didn't care if she married Dean. "Dean, Tommy, marry whoever you want baby, hell, marry my father." He shrugged and smirked, pulling her closer. "You'll still end up in my bed once you realize how fucking lonely you are." He spat before releasing her, pushing her away like she meant nothing to him.
Ben grabbed her arm pulling her back to him roughly and she was glad he had a hold of her because if he hadnât sheâd probably have fallen over. Her grabbed her jaw roughly and she could see the pain in his eyes that she was causing and if she hadnât have been so fucked up sheâd have kissed and made up with him, begged him for his forgiveness, but she was too messed up to care.
"Go ahead." He breathed cruelly making her jaw clench, but she held his eyes despite how much she wanted to look away. "Dean, Tommy, marry whoever you want baby, hell, marry my father." his words hurt, because the smirk on her face told her fucked up brain that he didnât give a shit about her. "You'll still end up in my bed once you realize how fucking lonely you are." he spat before shoving her away and she stumbled back nearly falling, but surprisingly managing to catch herself.
âI hate you.â She whispered, fighting back tears and she wasnât sure what it was thatâd had all of a sudden made it too painful to look at him. Maybe it was the simple realization of just how self-destructive she was, mixed with the fact that no matter how high she was, his words still cut her. It was worse than a slap to the face.
She slipped back into Deanâs room then and slipped her shorts and tank top back on before coming back out. Just as Dean was coming up from the basement, but she didnât bother to stop she just headed straight for the front door. Only she paused in front of Ben, splashing the rest of the contents of her beer all over him.
âKitten, what the fuckâŠwhere are you going!?â He called after her. âYou canât be alone out their this is BloodâŠâ she didnât stick around to let him finish his statement. She just slammed the door behind her leaving the two of them alone.
She couldnât go home because she didnât want to face Jaxon and if she walked the street, especially at this time, she was bound to get kidnapped and taken to Benâs father to draw her brotherâs out. So instead she slipped out on to the dark beach alone. She was still high as shit, but Benâs words had turned her high into a downer and made her hate herself. When she was far enough away from the road, she sunk down into the sand where the water meet the shore, ignoring the fact that every time the water came in, it got her soaked, she half hopped sheâd fall asleep an drown.
She was useless, sheâd decided. It was very rare for Harley to feel sorry for herself, it was something she hated, but she couldnât help it. Sure things hadnât been great before she found out Benji was still alive. However, things had been simple and how they were supposed to be. Heâd only been back a day and she was already falling apart. No one wanted her around not even him, because she was too impossible. She was pretty sure Dean only wanted her for bragging rights. It was getting increasingly hard for her to trust Benji let alone believe he loved her. Tommy was only with her, because he was scared shitless of her brothers and sheâs was nice arm Candy. She was convinced her brotherâs and even Jae would be better off without her, because all she knew how to do was fuck up everything she touched.
Elijah knew they were fucked. Even if they hadnât seen the video, he was pretty positive they were there to fuck shit up. However if theyâd seen the video, he was screwed. There was no one to back him, sure there were other Saints there, but they werenât exactly the fighting kind. Most of the ones that were at the party with them, were ones that had joined, just for the fear of the name, because it seemed cool. It also didnât help that Eli tended to be a sarcastic smart-ass when he was high as fuck.
"Yeah. I'll be fine." she shrugged with a smirk on her lips and heâd wondered if sheâd ever actually been in a gang fight. He was well aware that she wasnât innocent and sheâd had her fair share of kills, just like the rest of them, but gang fights were different.
âYou know, I came here to check on Bobbyâs girl.â Eli heard a voice and he glanced up to see a Blood, surrounded by a more than just a few of his own men. âBobbyâs not going to be happy about this Youngblood, got your video too.â The man sighed. âGive us your sister.â The manâs eyes flicked to Jae and Eliâs whole body tensed as he reached for his gun. âWill call it even.â He smirked wickedly glancing back to Eli. âOr I can just slaughter all of you worthless bastards and take her.â He shrugged.
Eli raised a brow, he clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth as a wicked smirk crept onto his lips. âYour Bobby and Deanâs bitch right? Or Daddy Bones faggot?â he said fearlessly. âHowâs it feel when they bend you over and fuck you.â He spat. âThatâs a mighty fine off, taking my baby sister of my hands, for me.â He shrugged. âBut, I think Iâll have to pass on that.â He said keeping his eyes on the the man, standing his ground.
Eli knew what he was doing was dangerous, but him and Jaxon didnât know how to be anything but insulting when they encounter a Blood. Eli wasnât scared of them, he was only worried about keeping Jade safe and out of the Bloods hands. Him, Tommy, and Jaxon had recently gotten news that The Bloods were planning on kidnapping both Delgado sisters in order to draw that Delgado boys out and finish them once and for all.
âYou two are a little far from home donât you think. No oneâs got your back out here Elijah.â He smirked darkly âIâm take your sister.â He said glancing to Jade again, Iâm going to fuck herâŠpass her around like the slut she is, then were going to kill her slowly.â Elijah didnât bother to wait then, that comment had pushed him over the edge and he pushed Jaydon behind him firing a few shots. Before grabbing her and pulling her in the direction of his bike. There gun shots started echoing all around them, drowning out the loud music. As much as he wanted to stay there and blow the guys brains out for what heâd said about Jaydon, he knew he had to get her out of there, she was priority.
âYou know, I came here to check on Bobbyâs girl.â A voice said before Eli could respond and Jade sighed, realizing there was suddenly a group of Bloods in front of them. âBobbyâs not going to be happy about this Youngblood, got your video too.â The man said and Jade raised an eyebrow and glanced at him. What had he done? âGive us your sister. We'll call it even.â The man smirked and Jade tensed, knowing what would happen if they took her. âOr I can just slaughter all of you worthless bastards and take her.â He said. Jade bit her lip, glancing at Eli, not sure what to do because there were a hell of a lot more Bloods there at that point than there were Saints. Useful Saints anyway.
Eli only smirked wickedly, a typical Delgado, too proud to turn away from a fight, making her smirk too as he insulted him and basically told him to fuck off, that they couldn't have her. It was dangerous, to piss them off seeing as their current situation left them pretty unprotected, but they wouldn't be the Saints if they took shit from the Bloods.
âYou two are a little far from home donât you think. No oneâs got your back out here Elijah.â He smirked darkly and Jade just rolled her eyes and pulled out her gun, keeping it down by her side, not wanting to seem like a threat and start gunfire, but wanting to have it just in case. She didn't like the way they were looking at her. âIâm taking your sister.â He said, looking at her in a way that scared her shitless though she refused to show it. "Iâm going to fuck herâŠpass her around like the slut she is, then we're going to kill her slowly.â He spat, making her entire body tense.
They didn't wait any longer after that. Eli simply pushed ever behind him and fired a few shots at the guys before grabbing her and taking off. They ran towards his bike and her heart was pounding as gunshots started exploding around them and her grip tightened on her gun. Adrenaline started pumping through her system, making her want to stay and fight, but she knew they couldn't, they had to get the fuck out of there or they would get her and she'd be fucked.
âI hate you.â She whispered, fighting back tears he looked away because the truth was, he hated himself too. Ever since his faked death, he'd become a monster when he was fucked up. He couldn't keep himself from hurting people and that was part of the reason it had taken him so long to come back to her. Because he was terrified that he'd really hurt her, like he just had.
He watched her slip back into Dean's bedroom with a sigh, not bothering to try and follow her and explain himself or apologize, knowing he'd only hurt her more. She came back a a minute alter as Dean came up the stairs and splashed her beer in his face and he sighed, knowing he deserved it. âKitten, what the fuck⊠where are you going!?â Dean called after her, trying to get her to stay and warn her she was in Blood territory, but she just ignored him and kept going, making him sigh.
"Just give me the shit Dean." He spat, ripping the drugs from his hands and taking off after her. He got on his bike and drove around a few times, finally spotting her slipping off to the beach before sighing and heading home. He split the drugs, keeping enough in his saddle bags to replenish his stash before giving Sarah her share and taking off again, back to the beach to find her and, if not apologize, at the very least, get her home safe.
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