19. Chapter 19
Chapter 19
Presley
Mav slides the window open, climbing out first. Thank god for balconies because I cannot be scaling a house in a damn skirt. He grabs a hold of my hand and pulls me out of the window. “Jesus, Beast. I’m in a goddamn skirt. My whole ass is going to show.” I huff and he growls.
“Stop worrying, let's get the hell out of here.” He chuckles as he climbs over the railing. Fuck. There’s no stairs.
“Beast.” I whisper- shout as he slides down the gutter onto the grass. Looking up at me, he winks.
“You got this Beauty. You act like you’ve never done this before,” he whispers up at me.
“Shut up. Just never did it in a skirt. If you must know.” I huff, climbing over the railing, reaching for the gutter. “Mav, if I fall, I’m going to kick your ass.” I growl.
“I’d never let you fall, now slide that sexy ass down a bit. I’ll catch you.” He orders as I look down at him.
“Are you fucking insane?” I ask and he quirks a brow as cold air races up my legs, causing me to shiver.
“For you? Yes.” He grins and I roll my eyes, sliding down the gutter as his warm hands glide up my legs and under my skirt, gripping my hips. “Let go. I’ve got you.” He says. Feeling brave enough, I let his hands take me off the gutter, placing me on my feet.
Spinning, I face him. “Thanks for not dropping me,” I smile and he nods, taking my hand.
“My car is parked on the other side of the house. We’re gonna have to make a run for it. Put your hood up and stay close to me. Hopefully no one notices us.” He whispers, pulling me as we run along the house.
Thankfully nobody is out here, that is until we make it to the front where there’s people littered everywhere drinking, smoking and some are even fucking. Jesus. I squeeze Mav’s hand as I spot some of the guys from the football team, but Mav’s smart. He blends us in with the sea of people who are smoking, placing bets on a fight tonight. We make it to the end of the driveway before I see Violet making out with some guy, but they pay us no mind as we pass them silently and walk quickly towards Mav’s car. He takes his keys out and hits the unlock button on his fob, opening the door for me. I quickly hop in as he rounds the front and climbs in, bringing her to life. He looks at me and leans over the shifter.
“Gimme those lips, Pres. I’m a starved man,” he growls and I laugh.
“It’s literally only been minutes.” I say, but he doesn’t give me a choice. Wrapping his hand around the back of my neck, he pulls me in and captures my lips with his. My heart skips a beat every time he kisses me. I will never admit to him what they mean to me or how much I’ve wanted them for years. My heart has always belonged to him, but now he has to share it with his brothers, and I’m not sure how that is supposed to work. Fuck, how did I get myself into this mess? He bites my bottom lip, taking me out of my head and back into the moment. I bring my hands up to his face and pull him into me as I deepen the kiss, but he pulls away, leaving me breathless.
“Let’s go home before I do something I might regret in this fucking car.” He confesses, making me giggle. We pull away from the curb and head towards his house. We come to a red light and bright white lights flood through the back window, damn near blinding us as it reflects off the windshield.
“What the fuck? Any closer asshole and you’d be riding my dick!” He yells as the truck revs. Looking through the side mirror, I immediately notice who it is and I look over to Mav who's still talking shit out the window.
“It's Jacob, Beast. Lose them.” I say, and he looks at me with a grin.
“Put your seatbelt on and sit back,” he orders, flicking the radio on and turning the volume up. My heart beats out of my chest as the light turns green and he peels off down the road. He whoops as he switches gears, sending us down the road, taking the curves with precision.
The bright light that was once there is now dimming behind us as Mav increases speed, weaving in and out of traffic. Just as the next light turns red, he makes a right and bright red and blue lights flash behind us. Fuck. I can’t stand Daggerspoint Sheriffs. Most of them are either crooked or pedophiles. There’s only very few who are decent. Mav turns to me and winks, shifting gears and stepping on the gas.
“Maverick! Do you want to go to jail tonight?” I scream and he laughs.
“Just trust me Beauty, I got this,” he says, shifting again, taking the corner a little too sharp as our ass swings outwide. I scream because I don’t want to die driving off the damn cliff. But the little psycho next to me just keeps on laughing as the flashing lights keep on us. Finally, Mav decides to pull over and shut off the car, rolling the window down and tossing the keys on the roof. The officer exits his vehicle and walks over to Mav’s window.
“Maverick Cyprus. Did you have fun back there?” The officer says and I roll my eyes, knowing exactly who it is.
“You know I did, Dale. How’s the wife and kids doing? I heard Ronnie is pregnant again.” Mav says as Dale taps his fingers against the hood of the car.
“Everyone is great and yes, she’s due in a few months.” He says, leaning down into the car to look at me.
“Hey Presley. I heard about your mom. My deepest condolences to you and Stan.” He says, and I nod.
“Thank you Dale. I appreciate it.” I reply as he hands Mav back his keys.
“Stay out of trouble, Maverick and tell Harley poker is still at my house next week.” He says, tapping Mav’s shoulder.
“Will do. See you around,” Mav responds, sticking the key into the ignition, bringing her back to life. Waiting for Dale to get back into his car and take off, I punch Mav in his shoulder.
“Did you fucking know Dale was on duty tonight?” I say as he rubs where I just hit him.
“Ouch, Beauty and yes, yes I did.” He laughs, putting the car in gear, pulling away from the curb. It doesn’t take us long to arrive at the house. Pulling into the driveway, I notice Braxton sitting on the step with his head in his hand and the other wrapped around his rib. What the fuck?
“Why does Brax look hurt?” I ask as I swing the door open and hurriedly walk over to him. He looks up at me and I gasp, taking in his features. His eyes are swollen and bruising quickly as blood leaks from his brow and lip. Bending down, I cup his face, tilting it a bit to get a better look, and he winces as I apply pressure to his cheek with my thumb.
“What the fuck happened, Brax?” Mav says, concern laced in his tone.
“Nothing, don’t worry about it,” he responds and I roll my eyes, knowing that's a bunch of bullshit. Looking up at Mav, I frown.
“You have a first aid kit in your bathroom?” I ask and he nods, climbing the rest of the stairs and into the house. Now that we are alone, maybe he will tell me the truth.
“Who did this to you?” I ask, gripping his face to look at me. His eyes slam to mine and all I see is sadness, which isn’t his usual look.
“Braxton, fucking tell me. You can trust me.” I say, and he rips his face from my grip.
“Trust you? Did you tell your little boyfriend what we did? Because from where I’m sitting, I got jumped because of you,” he accuses and I gasp, taking a step back.
“Jacob did this to you?” I ask as his eyes narrow.
“Yeah and his band of followers. Don’t act like you didn’t set this all up. What game are you playing?” he says, rising from the stairs, growling at the pain. I take a step towards him, climbing each step like a cat on a mission. Getting into his space, I press my finger to his chest, pushing him against the front door.
“How fucking dare you accuse me of fucking setting this up! You may be fucking new here, but I’ve been friends with Maverick for years. I’d never get any of you hurt, you fucking idiot. I’m not the one playing games. You all know I have a fucking boyfriend and you,” I say, poking him harder, making him wince at my roughness.
“You fucking seen how he treats me. Not my fault you took it upon yourself to play my knight in shining armor. Everything we do, especially me, has consequences, just like tonight. Every fucking move I make, I will suffer for it later. So don’t ever fucking say again that I’m playing games with you, or that I set this up, because the next time you do, I will kick your fucking ass.” I threaten as Mav swings the front door open abruptly, causing Brax to stumble back a bit. He looks between us, holding the first aid kit.
“Everything okay out here?” he asks and before his brother can answer, I chime in.
“Everything is fine, Mav. Braxton was just going to go sit in the bathroom and let me clean his face.” I say and he nods as Braxton grunts, turning towards the hallway to where the bathroom is. Mav hands me the kit and places a kiss on my cheek.
“I’ll be in my room. Come find me when you’re done,” he says, stepping around me and up the stairs. Once he’s out of sight, I head into the bathroom and find Braxton sitting on the toilet with his head in his hands. Walking over to him, I place the kit on the sink and open it up.
“I’m sorry Lil’ Mama. Getting jumped has me all fucked up. I know deep in my heart you didn’t set me up, but the shit he said made me think otherwise.” He admits and I sigh, pulling his head up to look at me.
“Again, I’d never fucking hurt you like that. I’m not that person.” I whisper as I pour peroxide on a few cotton balls and press it against his brow. He hisses and I laugh.
“Buck up.” I mock as I step between his open legs. His hands find my thighs and gently squeezes them.
“You look hot tonight. You always look hot, but in this skirt, damn, Lil’ Mama.” He laughs as his hand slides higher up the backs of my thighs.
“Well, thank you.” I say as I continue to clean him up.
“What are you doing tomorrow?” he asks as I place a butterfly stitch over his brow.
“I have my mom’s funeral in the morning and then my birthday party, but I don’t want to go. All these people are fake and I’m sick of faking it with them. I just want to do something fun, something that wasn’t planned for me, like everything else.” I admit, getting lost in my own head and confessing things I don’t normally do.
“Well, do you like watching fights and car races?” He asks as his lip lifts into a smile. My eyes widen at his question because I do love to watch both of those things. I’m just not allowed to ever go.
“I do. I really fucking do.” I say in excitement as I wipe the blood from his lip. Bending down, I place a small kiss on the little gash as his breathing hitches. I pull back because that was a stupid move. Just because we hooked up once doesn’t mean he likes me or wants more. He grips my thighs, pulling me down onto his lap, causing me to straddle him. He leans over and slams the door shut, making me startle. Running his hands up my thighs to my ass, he pulls me close, letting me feel how hard he is.
“Brax, we can’t.” I breathe as he moves my hips along his length.
“Shut up and keep cleaning my face. Let me enjoy this,” he groans, thrusting his hips up against me as I continue to rock against him.
“You’re not playing fair tonight.” I whisper, wiping cream along the little cuts on his cheeks.
“I don’t care, Lil’Mama. I just want to know what you sound like when you cum,” he whispers as my eyes widen. “Don’t look so shocked, Pres. You know how I feel about you, and you also know I won’t treat you as a hook-up, but I can’t keep my hands off you when you're standing in front of me looking like that.” He groans as his hands tighten on my hips, digging his fingertips into my skirt. I throw my head back and grind harder along his length, feeling my orgasm creeping up on me.
“Fuck, don’t stop.” He rasps as my whole body shivers in his arms. Bending down, he rubs his lips gently over my hard nipple poking out of my tank, causing me to moan. “I love that sound,” he groans, biting my peaks through the fabric. My hips roll erratically as I chase my orgasm. My body tingles from head to toe as I rub my clit over his cock through his sweats.
“Shit, Brax. I’m-I’m…” I pant as he places a hand over my mouth, thrusting up against me.
“Cum for me Lil Mama. Fuck what I would give to feel you squeeze that pussy around my cock. Fuck.” He growls as I rock faster. “Just like that, baby. Give it to me.” He moans as white light bursts in my vision and my body shakes uncontrollably as I cum all over his pants, soaking them. He growls long and deep as I feel warmth soakthrough my already drenched thong.
Coming down from my high, I realize what I just did and get up from his lap. His eyes narrow as I bring my fingers up to my face. Two boys made me cum tonight, and not just any two. Fucking brothers. I need to go. I need to get out of here before someone gets hurt and more than just being jumped. I spin, grabbing the knob and pulling the door open, running down the hall and out the front door.
Cold air hits my already overheated skin as I take off down the stairs, up the driveway, and onto the street. I can't, I just can’t. How can my heart belong to all five? How could I expect any of them to be with me or keep kissing me if I have to choose? I don’t want to choose. I want them all, but I know, I fucking know it will never happen.
Happiness isn’t in the cards for me. I’m so deep in my head that I don’t see the headlights pull up along the side of the road.
“Presley! Get in the fucking car now!” He yells, causing me to jump, but I’m rooted to the spot as he gets out, rounding his truck and getting in my face.
“Get. In. The. Truck. Now!” He screams, grabbing me by my hair and hauling me into the passenger door, but he doesn’t stop there. He pulls my face back and slams it against the window, causing it to shatter.
“Now look at what you made me do.” He spits, wrenching the door open and tossing me in. Tears stream down my face as I feel the gash on my head. Blood seeps on my fingers as my vision whirs a bit. Leaning my head back, I shake as I close my eyes, praying that this night will be the end for me as the monster gets in the car and drives me to hell.
“I love you, Presley. You will be the perfect trophy wife soon enough. Even if I have to beat it into you. Next time I see you with a Cyprus, it will be the last time you see out of those pretty eyes of yours.” He warns, pulling from the curb.
This is my life and there’s nothing I can fucking do about it. No matter where I go, the monster always finds me. No one can save me. No one. Not even them.