Seize Me Part 13

"Yes ma'am."

As we walk through the hallway and into the community room, we're greeted by a bunch of p.i.s.sed off biker b.i.t.c.hes. I slide off Braxxon's back, walk over, and hug Berry who is smiling at me.

"You look better, sweetie," she murmurs into my hair. I pull away and wink at her.

"I feel better."

"Fanf.u.c.kintastic news everyone," Braxxon shouts. "Lockdown is over tomorrow."

Hoots and hollers break out, and I walk back over to him, interrupting his chat with Dizzy and whisper. "What about Snake?"

"We can keep an eye on him, baby. We just couldn't find PP. Don't worry; we'll deal with Snake when the time comes."

"Okay."

"Excuse me b.i.t.c.h, but we were talking."

I look over at this Dizzy character and roll my eyes.

"Diz... let it go," Braxxon says underneath his breath.

"Let it go? Seriously? You let this b.i.t.c.h in on club business. When is that ever okay?"

I snap. I grab her by her throat and throw her against the wall behind her. I squeeze tightly as her hands grip my arm trying to fight me off.

"Angel, no." Braxxon tries coaxes me. Members are screaming for me to stop but I can't. I'm so sick of everyone making a.s.sumptions.

"The club business was my business you c.u.n.t! We rectified a situation that happened to me. Don't you dare think for one second you know exactly what was happening just because you wear a Breakneck cut! You have no f.u.c.king idea what's going on," I scream squeezing harder. "And as long as I'm around, you won't be f.u.c.king him again," I hiss giving her neck one more hard squeeze before I let go.

"You're a crazy b.i.t.c.h," she chokes.

"After tonight, that's a fair a.s.sessment," I laugh.

"Angel, we've gotta talk about your manners. I mean are you gonna go around choking everyone I've slept with? Because that would take a while, baby," Braxxon teases.

"Braxxon, I'm headed that way," I point to Bom Bom snorting a few lines. "I wanna have fun tonight."

"Alright baby," he says kissing the side of my hair before turning his attention back to Dizzy.

I make my way over to crazy Bom Bom and she looks up smiling before breaking me down a few lines.

"Things go right?" she asks.

She knows better than to ask anything else. I'm not stupid so I just nod my head in a yes manner.

"Good, here ya go baby." She hands me a half cut straw.

I snort three lines, throw my head back, and snort again, letting the snow flow through my body making this night whole and completed.

"You excited about lockdown being over," I say as I take a seat and pour a gla.s.s of whiskey.

"I practically live here anyway. They just worry about me so they keep me around during lockdown. The guys, whether you believe it or not, care about us," she says as she focuses on cutting up another line.

"Dad, I'm sick of being stuck in lockdown," Tatiana screams. s.h.i.t, when did ZZ get back?

"Tatiana, I swear on all that's holy, if you sa.s.s me again girl, I'm taking away your car," he growls from behind me.

"You wouldn't. Grandma Berry wouldn't let you, so try again," she smarts off.

I look over at Bom Bom and we both start cracking up.

"What the f.u.c.k do you think is funny? Just wait until you have kids," he roars stomping away.

"I'm not having kids," I say simply as I down some whiskey.

"Likewise chicka, likewise." Bom Bom agrees.

"Winter!" Sniper shouts.

I turn around and he's walking towards me with a bag of gummy bears. Dang, they were fast dealing with PP. I smile at him until I see Braxxon walking up to him.

"What the f.u.c.k is this s.h.i.t?" he yells playfully at Sniper, yanking the bag away from him.

"Well I figured she might want some bears you know," he smirks.

"Go away bro," Braxxon teases him before walking over to me and sitting in the stool on the other side of me.

"Hey baby, I got you something," Braxxon grins, his piercings biting into his lip and his gray eyes piercing mine.

"Did you?" I laugh.

"Mmm... I did, but it'll cost ya," he says as he taunts me with the bag.

"And what will it cost me?" I play along.

"A kiss. One of those Angel ones I've been dreaming about."

I reach for the bag, and as my hand wraps around it, his fingers wrap around my delicate wrist, jerking me off my stool and onto his lap. He's being playful and s.e.xy. More please.

"Give me my gummies," I whisper against his jaw.

"Give me my angel kiss," he whispers back.

"I believe we're at an impa.s.se Prez... because I don't feel like giving you any kisses."

"Oh baby." His voice husky as his nose runs the side of my face. "When are you gonna realize I don't care what you want? I only care what I want."

"c.o.c.ky Bas-." My words cut off by the slamming of his lips against mine.

I giggle as his tongue enters my mouth. Our tongues twine together in a sensual slow dance. Nothing about this kiss is fast and hard. It's soft and wanting. I pull away looking into his gray eyes. "I kinda care about you, you know?"

"Oh my little h.e.l.l's angel... I'm kinda over the caring part," he says staring into my gold eyes.

There's a commotion coming from the other end of the bar and our attention snaps to it. Lana is screaming at Pyro. She's tossing gla.s.ses at his head.

"Never a quiet f.u.c.king moment in this place." Braxxon laughs and it sounds forced. He's just as p.i.s.sed as I am that our little playful moment was interrupted.

"You're a f.u.c.king b.a.s.t.a.r.d! I ain't letting you touch me ever again. Go get your d.i.c.k sucked; that seemed to work well for you the last time," she screams again picking up a bottle of Jack. Braxxon sits me on the bar and rushes towards her.

"Lana... full bottles don't get wasted," he jerks it from her.

I need to ease this tension. I remember the sound system over by the stage and I hop off the bar and make my way over to the laptop connected to all the equipment. I start scrolling through all the music until I spot Salt n Pepa's Push it. I hit play and turn the k.n.o.b on high before bouncing around back to the bar snagging my whiskey gla.s.s, opening my bag of gummies, and throwing some in my gla.s.s.

"Angel, whatcha doin?" Braxxon laughs.

"It's way too serious up in this place. I've had a decent night." I shrug, walk over to the stage, and hop up. And as the lyrics flow through the speakers, I mouth the words and dance.

Brax walks up to me carrying a vial with a little spoon. He dips it into the vial and holds it up to me and I reach down and snort it up. Time to party and be free.

"You're so f.u.c.king beautiful, Angel. Dance for me," Braxxon grins and takes a seat where he first laid his eyes on me.

I keep my gold eyes trained on his gray ones as I push up against the pole. Lana hears the music, spots me, smiles and comes running up towards the stage. We dance around the pole together, touching each other softly. She walks up behind me and grabs both my b.o.o.bs in her hands and squeezes, peering around my side and winking at Braxxon and the rest of the club members coming back in.

Sniper being his hilarious self, starts throwing dollar bills onto the stage and just like that, I've diffused a stressful environment.

The night goes on with lots of drinking and snorting and even the Breakneck ladies hang around. Dizzy has not said another word to me and I'm thankful because it's been a good day and night. I get so messed up I pa.s.s out on the stage along with Braxxon, Lana, Pyro, Sniper, and Bom Bom.

I groan as the light peers straight into my eyes and I look over at the naked lady clock hanging on the wall and see that it's already after two o'clock. Sure enough, most of us pa.s.sed out right on this d.a.m.n stage.

"Get your f.u.c.king a.s.s in there right now. Are you trying to get f.u.c.king pregnant? What the f.u.c.k is wrong with you, Tatiana. I thought you learned from me having you at the age of f.u.c.king thirteen years old," ZZ roars pushing Tatiana through the community room. She has tears running down her face.

"Dad, I'm almost eighteen. I'm even graduating high school a year early. I'm the best daughter and you get p.i.s.sed because I have a s.e.x life?"

Oh h.e.l.l!

"I don't want you near that f.u.c.king punk again; you're grounded to the clubhouse," he yells before walking away.

I get up, walk to the coffee machine near the bar, start running coffee, and nod for her to take a seat.

"You wanna talk about it," I rasp out still half asleep as I get two cups down.

"He caught me in the back of Haden's car," she cries. "He won't let me see Haden again. We were on lockdown for two months and I missed him. What guy will wait for your father to ease up so he can see you? Haden did that!"

Braxxon wakes up, walks towards the hallway, and mouths he's gonna take a shower. I smile because he just told me what he was doing.

"Here take this." I hand Tatiana a cup of coffee.

"I just don't understand; I turn eighteen in a few weeks. What's the big freaking deal? It's just s.e.x."

I sigh while mixing the creamer into my coffee. I'm only four years older than Tatiana is so I don't know how much advice I can actually give her.

"He's just wants to make sure your being respected is all. He's your father Tatiana. A father always wants what is best for their daughter. Well most of them anyways." I trail off thinking about my piece of s.h.i.t dad.

"It's not fair Winter; I barely have a life because when the club goes on lockdown I can only use my phone. I've been away from my friends too many times to count."

I frown because I remember what it was like to be away from all your friends.

"Winter," Lana says coming up next to me with her bags. What the h.e.l.l? "I'm going home for a while. Lockdown is over and I'm taking the rental."

"I'm not leaving Lana. Not until after the other matter is dealt with," I say through a closed mouth. I'm hoping she knows I'm talking about Snake.

"I know... I'll call you tonight. Alright?"

"Okay."

I really don't want her to go, but what can I do to stop her? Nothing. I can do absolutely nothing. I hug her and tell her to be careful and when I watch her walk away from me, I almost want to cry.

"She's your best friend isn't she?" Tatiana asks.

"Yes, she's more like a sister."

"I don't have anyone like that," she murmurs sadly.

This poor girl reminds me of myself back when I was her age, trapped in a life you don't want any part of.

"Angel... everything good?" Braxxon comes up beside me smelling all fresh and clean, and takes my coffee from me.

"Yeah, Lana left though." I pout.

He gives me a sad smile before kissing my cheek. G.o.d he can be so domesticated when he wants to be.

"You have bills to pay of mine you know." I pinch at his side.

"Go print them off. I'll give them to Max, and he'll make sure they get paid baby."

I could pay them myself a million times over, but he did cause me to be outta a job. Gotta make the man pay somehow.

"Okay," I say as I whisper to Tatiana that I'll chat with her later. Last thing I need is my cell and credit cards being shut off.

I take my coffee with me and walk over to the laptop and start logging into all my online bills and printing them off. There goes about four grand. Teach him to get me fired again.

I grab the printouts, and as I make my way to Max to give them to him, the club starts filling up with nasty a.s.s hoes.

"What's this?" I ask Max as I hand him my bills.

"Compound is open, and so is p.u.s.s.y," he says matter-of-factly.

Great! "Brax said you would take care of those for me." I point to the stack I just handed him.