“Fuck off! I’m not your prisoner now. You can’t make me do anything I don’t want to do,” I yelled back.
“Oh, my bad, I forgot you didn’t want me sucking on that cunt of yours.”
I threw him an angry glare. “You’re a dick!”
“Or deep throating me and letting me cum down your throat. Forgot you didn’t actually want that.”
“I hate you!” I yelled, my hands on my hips.
“The fuck I care what you think of me?” he retorted arrogantly.
I shook my head. “Stay away from me.”
“Gonna be difficult, seeing as I’m your old man, Penny.”
“I’d rather die than belong to you,” I bit out.
“Dead is exactly where you’ll end up.”
“Then I’ll see you in hell!”
“It’s fun, you’ll enjoy it. Full of cunts like you that like to tease grown men.”
Black rage swarmed me and I gasped as I tried to catch my breath. “You’re a fucking bastard.”
I continued to storm away, ignoring him when he shouted for me to stop. Ignoring him when he told me to get my ass back over there. I ignored everything he said and kept on walking, because I didn’t want him to see my angry tears.
“You speak to your mother with that mouth of yours?” he drolled behind me.
My heart clenched in my chest at his words and I spun to glare at him. “At least I have a real family. One made of blood and bone, not bikers and brotherhood. Because you don’t have anyone who really knows you, do you, Fighter? Poor little boy that doesn’t have a mommy or daddy.” I clenched my teeth together feeling sick at my own words.
“I’ll kill you myself,” he snarled, and I believed him too.
I turned and ran, and then felt, rather than saw him coming after me, and I started to run, slapping at his hands as he grabbed for me. He grabbed me round the waist and swung me round, and somewhere in the background I heard Rider and Charlie calling his name and telling him to leave me be, but he kept on coming, his ridiculously big hands grabbing at me.
I slapped and hit, kicking at him as he tried to control me, but the more he touched me and the more he told me to calm down, the more furious I got, until I was full-on slapping him and beating at his chest, kicking him in his shins hard enough to bruise my own feet. Oh my god, it was like he was made of stone.
He was an unmovable statue, and I rained down hits on him, having no effect. I screamed in his face as he gripped me tighter, and then I kicked out, my foot connecting with his cock. He groaned and loosened his grip on me, finally.
“Fuckk!” he roared, bending over low, his hand still holding on to me.
“Get off me!” I screamed.
He glared up at me. “Fine!” he roared back before shoving me sideways.
I toppled into the cold pool, landing face-first into it. I sank down under my own weight, the water dragging me under as I gasped in shock. I kicked and kicked, making my way to the surface, gasping as my head finally broke free. I sucked air into my lungs, coughing and spluttering as I choked on the water. I looked up, seeing him glaring down at me, a hard snarl on his face. Charlie, Rider, and Gauge were standing together looking shocked.
“Penny—” Fighter said my name as I climbed out of the pool, the soaking wet clothes clinging to my body. “I didn’t mean that.”
“Don’t,” I said with a shake of my head. “Just don’t.”
I looked across at Gauge, Charlie, and Rider, feeling humiliated, angry, and tired of it all. Water dripped from me and my body trembled in the late evening air. I wrapped my arms around myself, not trusting myself to speak. Fighter pulled off his cut, letting it drop to the ground, and then pulled his shirt over his head and held it out to me. I stared at it—at him—with disgust, my gaze rising to meet his.
“I don’t want anything from you ever again,” I said with narrowed eyes before turning and walking away.
~ 27 ~
Penny
