“And you’re just a fucking club slut like your twin, so best you both just fucking step away.” I spit at her, my grip tightened while the pain etches over her face.
“She fucking loves you and look at the shit you do?” She spat back at me pleading in her voice.
“The shit I do? HA!” I laughed over a grin. “What? Fucking love her and treat her like she’s the only women I see.” I shook my head. “Fuck, you bitches are all the same. You don’t know just how good you got it.”I dropped Jenna to the floor with force, her tiny mini skirt wearing ass skidded over the hard dirty wood
“You fucking touch me again and see what happens, Jenna.”
I stepped over her ass and walked down the stairs to the bar. Until Hannah pulled my pathetic soul back in, I’m fucked. She’s an addiction that I couldn't seem to detox from no matter how fucking hard I tried. I just couldn't seem to step away from her and the longer Jenna was here as the best club slut the boys have had the most, I saw Hannah.
Fucking twins!
Fuck my life.
“I’m not letting you destroy me,” I said into my whiskey glass.
“Oh, brother you so fucking are.”Ghost's voice pulled me from my thoughts. I hadn't even realized that I said that out loud.“She screeches, threatens and pleads at you. She flaunts her ass around in next to nothing and swings said ass all over that pole on the stage and you give in, brother. You take her back and she’s good for a bit, giving you some amazing head and insane sex you both get off on. This sick twisted shit and then the merry-go-round starts up again full speed. You all do this insane dance, she’s back to fucking being high and beaten blue. Then you’re back to sinking whiskey and we are all talking about just putting a cap in his head and getting rid of the problem for you.”I locked eyes with my brother I know he’s right. We both get off on fucking each other up.
My body shakes as goosebumps ripple over me. I ache as the memories hit me from out of nowhere, paralyze me with deep fear of who I am. It grips at me along with the demons beating at my skull the devil licking at my heels.
I chased danger. I never ran from anything, but I have walked away from her fast and tried hard to escape without any luck. I’m batshit crazy and she’s chasing me.
“I can’t wait to go into that new flower shop across the street.” Timberly’s voice floats all melodic and sweet around us pulling me from the memories of a nightmare that was a love story. As my eyes look out the window to the street below a smile creeps over my face watching the small female down below wrestle with a massive table trying to drag that into her shop.
“Those delivery men just dumped it there for her. How rude.” Timberly's voice has a sharp annoyance to it.
“81, go and help her, will you? Take Ghost, he needs to do something other than moping here annoying me.” Timberly winks at him as his eyes look up from the wall to meet hers.
“Me? Why me?” I question. “I’d much rather sit here and watch her. It’s rather entertaining.” Raising my eyebrows at Timberly, I see the pure, white anger start to ripple over her brow and I laugh.
“You are playing with fire, brother. Shut up before you piss her off for the both of us. You get to leave and I have to stay to face the wrath of this little firecracker.” Ghost, my brother pulls Timberly into his body. Her hands fall to his shoulders as her head falls back with black curls floating around her as the sweet sound of her laughter picks up the energy in the room.
“Well?” Timberly's eyes find mine the laughter gone and seriousness flicks through them.
“Well, what?” I answer her question with a question knowing how much that pisses her off.
“Don’t!” she snaps out.
“Don’t what, little lady?” I ask her stepping into her, my lips finding the top of her head as her hand comes up hitting my back.
“You know what,” she says. “Now go help the lady across the street. It’s about time you had a woman to occupy your thoughts, so you’re not at the club and the hotel as much.”
“Hey, I happen to love not having an annoying woman my life and someone has to hold shit up while this dick plays house with your sweet-talking ass.” Ghost sends me daggers.
“Fucking stop flirting with my woman.” Ghost bites out, a slight grin playing at the corners of his lips.
“I’ll be back before you know it and then you can fuck right off,” I respond,throwing my hands up in defeat.
I look at my brother and then his beautiful lady who has thrown so much shit down for us and the club. Her sweet eyes burning into mine. The light in her depths isn’t afraid of the dark she sees in mine and Ghosts eyes. For that I’ll do anything for her.
“Fine but know that it’s so you fucking leave me alone for like twenty-four hours.” Winking at Timberly she mouths out a sweet ‘thank you’ to me as I head from the shop and across the road to the little thing that seems to be wrestling with a mammoth table way out of her league.
“Hey, let me help ya.” She jumps, her hand on her chest as her flushed cheeks pale instantly, her eyes looking anxiously around.
“Oh, no. Please don’t.” I close my eyes at the sound of her voice. Fuck me, it’s intense.
“Ah, but you see I have too.” I look at her for the first time, like really look at her.
She’s something else.
