Chapter 2 Luci

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Chapter 2 Gabe Black was one of those bad boys who made the most innocent of girls swoon and offer their bodies up to him for worship. At 15, I had a bit of a crush on him, I am not sure if part of his charm was that I knew my pop wouldn’t approve. I loved his little brother Mike like he was my own brother, he was the closest thing I had to a brother with being an only child, and I treasured his friendship more than my crush with Gabe, so I packed away those feelings. When he turned up at graduation looking even more buff, rugged, and manly, I swear my heart almost stopped. I almost looked behind me when he approached and asked me out, thinking he must be talking to someone else. Then worry set in, and I looked to Mike, who just smirked and winked at me, giving his blessing. I guess I didn’t hide it as well as I thought I had all these years. Our romance developed quickly as he swept me off my feet and out of my knickers in double quick time. I would never regret him being my first, as he made me feel loved and protected in a way I didn’t know I needed. He was my whole world, so I was happy when my pop finally accepted him. I had always been a daddies girl, so his option meant more to me than I would have ever admitted or let on in my rebellious days. Mom loved him too. He was a charmer for sure. His pops Dagger, the clubs president, despite knowing me as Mike’s best friend, was beyond cold to me. It felt like being in the north pole being next to him. Even Polar, the gruff white-haired dude, in his mid twenties, who doesn’t seem to like anyone, was warmer to me than Dagger was. Dagger, I thought, would eventually at least be friendly towards me, but it never happened. At most, I was worthy of the occasional hi or head nod when I walked into the club. I knew he didn’t like my pop, but I thought he could put that aside like my pop had done for Gabe and Mike. The rest of the club was amazing. The brothers were kind and protective. Their old ladies welcomed me in and took me under their wing. Even the club girls were friendly to me. I loved the fact that they had given me the name Lil Lucifer it made me feel a part of their world. The club girls stayed away from the men who were taken unless one of the brothers went to them. It was a rule not to proposition a taken man, especially when he was drunk, on drugs, and not capable of making sane choices. If he went to them, regardless of what state he was in, they did what was asked, as that was what they were there for. The old ladies whose men used a club girl mostly never blamed them unless they had swayed the guy. I didn’t understand why someone would stick around when their man was sticking it in anything that walked by. Gabe knew that was a hard no for me, and always said he didn’t want any of that when he had me. So I never thought I had to worry. I was excited for Gabe’s 24th birthday, I knew something big was coming. Gabe had spoken about me being his old lady and wife for a while now. I knew Pop had made him wait, but I was ready and had been for a while now, I was 21, and I knew that was the limit he set Gabe. I also had a pregnancy report and scan picture for him as a birthday present. We had been safe mostly, but both of us were OK if we slipped up and a child came out of it. I knew he would be over the moon about a little Gabe growing in me. I also had a report about his mom. He barely talked about her, but Mike had told me about it and gotten the incriminating picture for me. Although Mike couldn't remember her, Gabe had told him things, and so had some of the old ladies. He wanted her in his life and knew Gabe wanted it too. I don’t think Gabe even knew how good my computer skills were, but Mike had been present when I had hacked into a system or two I shouldn’t have. With Mike and Gabe wanting the truth about their mom, and also any information they could get on her, I promised to have some information by Gabe’s birthday. I wanted him to have his mom again and wanted our child to know their grandma. The photo in itself was obviously a setup. It was crudely done, and if you looked enough, you could easily see the woman in it was wearing a wig. There was even a flash of ruby red hair that had slipped out. It made me think even less of Dagger for being so easily manipulated. I also spoke to my pops, who warned me about looking into it more closely, but he also told me about he had h. I would feel happier when Gabe took over as president, so Dagger is no longer in charge. I don’t want to bring my kid into a world where he has the ultimate say. So i needed Gabe to take over and to set things straight before this little one came into the world. I knew Dagger wasn’t entirely legal in all his dealings, but I never thought he was capable of hurting a woman he was supposed to love so badly. Against my pops warning I went ahead and looked into it, and opened up a whole new can of worms. Pop had gotten Grace out by using the Mafia. I didn’t think the Mafia was still real, let alone my pops actually knowing some of them enough to ask a favour. Luckily when I broke into their system, it was their daughter and her friend that hijacked my laptop and spoke to me. I felt like I had been pulled into another reality as Mackenzie, or Kenzie the Don’s second in commands daughter questioned me. Once she realised that I was not a threat, she calmed down and introduced me to Catalina, the daughter of the the Mexican cartels leader. I swear I thought on more than one occasion that I was being punked, or I was still asleep and dreaming up this fu.cked up scenario. To cut a long story short, Kenzie took down mine, Gabe’s and Mike’s information promising to talk to Grace when she could see her in a week or so and pass it along. After hearing what Grace had been through i could understand them wanting to make sure that she was cool with hearing from us. Besides I had been cut short of getting an address and number for her, I just knew her general area thanks to Catalina’s mad computer skills. Kenzie and I swapped numbers, just in case we needed a favour at some point from each other and they unfroze my laptop. It was all very surreal, and I had no idea I would need to use that number so soon. I excitedly walked into the club grounds, the two prospects greeting me with a smile and a wave as I walked through the gates. It was noisy in the clubhouse. I could hear the hoots and holders before I even reached the doors. As I opened the door and walked in I saw a few people trying to avoid my gaze and looking awkward. While Dagger was watching me with a smirk on his face. It made me feel uneasy and then I heard a groan I was very familiar with. In my head I was denying the reality of it all until I stepped closer and could no longer pretend it wasn’t real. There on a sofa was my Gabe, the love of my life, getting his co.ck tucked by some dark haired bi.tch, as he fisted her hair. I am not sure how I even remained standing, but i guess anger and adrenaline kept me going as I marched up to him. Gabe’s hand had moved to the side so I grabbed my own handful of her hair and pulled her up. The roar from Gabe gave me a small bit of satisfaction as the girl clamped her teeth on his co.ck for a minute before she released him. “Happy fu.cking birthday” I spat at him as I slapped the two envelopes to his chest and walked out with as much dignity as I could muster. I made it back home, no idea how, I guess I was on auto pilot. I quickly sent a text to Kenzie asking if her offer was still available, and she replied with coordinates for me to meet a helicopter in an hour. My fight had kicked in at first, but now I was fully in flight mode. Mom and pop looked worried as I walked in the house and bolted for my room. They were upstairs in seconds and quizzed me as I packed up a couple of bags.mom was distraught and pop was furious. Neither of them wanted me to leave, but they knew I needed to go to a place where Gabe and the fallen Angels couldn’t get to me. I needed space. Reluctantly mom drove me to the field and even though I had organised it I was still surprised to see a helicopter there along with a red head who was maybe a couple of years younger than me. I gave mom a hug and got in hoping that I wasn’t making a terrible decision in my desperation to get away.
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