Thirteen
Cherry
“Baby, my side hurts,” I moan as Romeo helps me into the cage passenger seat.
“Baby, I’m sorry that that crazy bitch did this to you,” Romeo says, pulling up my shirt.
He touches my side slowly, and I whimper.
“It hurts,” I say, slowly inhaling.
“You have two cracked ribs. When in the hell did you get hurt,” Romeo hisses, gathering his brows.
“Rosie thorn, she pulled my hair when we were inside the car after she put on the plastic ties. The man was pointing a gun at me; I couldn’t stop them from grabbing me or tying me up.
Fuck!
Then that bitch pushed me onto the floor, kicked me in the side several times, and on my head. I tried to roll up to limit the damage. I feel that my entire body is a huge ache. So, she must have kicked me all over! Fucking bitch! I swear that I’m going after her after my ribs heal,” I whimper as I shift in the seat.
“Baby, let me help you with the seatbelt. We’ll be at the clubhouse in a few, and Slash will check you out,” Romeo says, kissing me softly.
Slash, a Satan’s Warrior, was in the military as a doctor, so he takes care of the MC. Yeah, Pixie’s crush.
“Okay,” I sniffle, closing my eyes.
I can’t fucking believe that that bitch beat me again, and I couldn’t defend myself since I was tied up.
Fucking hell!
I can kick her ass, hell, I can kill her. I have the skills to do so. She had the fucking switchblade to cut me up.
Stupid bitch.
I’m going to go after her sooner than she thinks. She has the crazy idea that Romeo is hers. I know that’s bullshit unless I don’t know something.
Fuck!
I grind my molars and look at Romeo. This best be a crazy thought.
“Kevin, did you fuck Rose,” I ask, glaring at him.
He glances at me and turns away to pull into the clubhouse driveway.
“Ah, yes, we messed around when I was a freshman. You were still in junior high. But it was only once,” Romeo says, in an even low tone.
“You motherfucker! You should have told me,” I yell, pushing up from the seat.
A sharp pain radiates through my body. I hold my side and turn to glare at him.
“Fuck,” I yell.
“Cherry, you know it didn’t mean anything. I wanted to know how it felt, and Dad said not to fuck the club whores,” Romeo hums, pulling into the parking spot.
“You messed around with Rose and fucked others before you fucked me! What in the hell were you thinking? Oh fuck, I hate you,” I yell, tears falling down my face.
“Baby, I love you and always will,” Romeo says, grinding his molars and swallowing.
“Romeo! Now I think that you really did earn your road name. How many girls in school did you fuck? You didn’t only fuck the club whores but the entire school! I need to get away from you,” I hiss, unbuckling the seat belt.
“Cherry, wait! Let me help you out,” Romeo says, opening his door.
I pull the door handle and slide down from the seat, moaning, holding my side with tears falling.
Romeo runs around the cage and wraps his arms around me.
“Let me the fuck go, fucker,” I hiss, lowering my eyelids.
“No. You’re hurt,” Romeo says, gazing into my eyes.
His beautiful jewel eyes look so concerned and anxious.
“I don’t want you to touch me,” I say, stoned-faced.
Yeah, I’m dying inside.
“In fact, I’m so pissed off that as soon as I feel better, I’m going to fuck all the cute bastards that I see,” I say, turning up my lips.
“Baby, you will not fuck any motherfucker! You’re my Old Lady, your pussy is mine, and I haven’t fucked anyone since you saw me with that club whore,” Romeo says, pulling me close.
“I don’t fucking want to talk to you. I’m so pissed off at you,” I hiss, pushing his chest.
“Baby, let me carry you inside, and Slash will check you out,” Romeo hums.
“No. I want to go to my room. Mommy will check me out. I know I have some broken ribs.
“Fuck! Baby, we will do all of that, but the house will take a while for me to save up,” Romeo says, gazing into my eyes.
Fucker!
Those eyes get me all the fucking time!
“Yeah, we can do it together,” I say, looking at him.
“Fuck, does it mean that you forgive me,” Romeo asks, raising his brow.
“No, not yet. But I want it all. Take me to my room,” I huff, looking at the moon.
I can’t believe this motherfucker, son of bitch!
I don’t know what to think, but I do know that I love him.
He did all that shit when we were younger, and he hadn’t committed even if he loved me. I hate that he fucked who knows how many bitches.
Fuck!
I’m so pissed at him. I hate these conflicting feelings.
I love him so much.
He rescued me from those bastards, my hero.
But he fucked up all those years ago.
My heart hurts.
Maybe I just need to grow up?
Not!
The bastard fucked up!
“Let’s go to my room,” Romeo says, pulling me into his arms.
I wrap my arms around his neck so I don’t fall, but I’m so fucking pissed off. I’m too tired and hurting to continue to fight him. We head to his room.
Mommy rushes into the room.
“Cherry, where are you hurt,” Mommy asks, pushing my shirt up.
“My side hurts, no, my body hurts. Mommy, that bitch kicked me all over,” I say, tearing up.
“Slash is here to look at her,” Romeo says.
“Let me see,” Slash says, walking over to me.
He starts to inspect my side and all over my body. I bite my lip, moaning from the sharp pain.
Mommy looks at me, chewing her lower lip. She’s really nervous and scared for me but I know that I’m going to be okay. I’m just a little hurt.
“You have two broken ribs and a lot of bruises. I’m going to wrap up your ribs; it’s going to hurt for a while. The bruises will fade, but the side of your face is swelling, so we need you to apply the ice packs. Take Tylenol for the pain,” Slash says, stepping back.
“Will do, and thanks,” I say, looking at the tall, dark Brother.
So, Pixie has a thing for him. Hmm, he is handsome.
“Call me if you feel worse,” Slash hums, looking at Romeo.
“Thanks, Slash,” Romeo says, walking with him to the door.
“Cherry, let’s go to your room,” Mommy hums, raising a brow.
“Mommy, I’m staying here. I’m Romeo’s Old Lady,” I say, looking at Mommy.
“Hmm, okay. I’ll come to check in in the morning,” Mommy says.
“Okay,” I say, looking at Romeo as he walks over and sits on the bed next to me.
“Romeo, make sure to call me if she needs me,” Mommy says, looking at Kevin.
“Will do,” Romeo says, nodding as he takes my hand.
As always, Kevin takes my hand when I’m hurt.
That makes my heart stop hurting and sets my soul at peace.
He is my Kevin.
Not sure if I will forgive him.
Hmmm.
The next day.
Everyone now knows that I’m Romeo’s Old Lady, but at this moment, I’m not very happy. I’m still pissed off with Kevin. I feel that this moment that I’ve been waiting for, like forever, has been fucked up.
I close my eyes and shift slowly on the bed, grinding my molars from the pain.
I open my eyes and stare at our photo. One that we took at Christmas. Everyone was taking pictures, so we did. I was so happy, and now, I don’t know.
I know that I still want him, and I need to let this go. He was fifteen back then, we were kids, and we didn’t fuck until he was sixteen. It’s been more than ten years. I knew that he was no saint, right, Satan’s Warrior. That’s all they do is fuck in the clubhouse. I need to decide if I’m going to forgive him and move on because this fucking sucks.
Since he decided to make us work, make me his Old Lady, he’s been my Kevin. Well, officially because he’s always been my Kevin. He’s all I want, and I’m not going to let him go.
Fuck!
It hurts that that bitch touched and wanted to fuck him. She wants him back even after all these years.
Hell no!
He’s mine.
So, I need to move on because now is the best time in my life, and I don’t want to be crying over spilled milk. I want to enjoy this moment, our moment.
The door opens, and Kevin walks in with his hands at his back. He looks at me and closes the door. He seems anxious, and that’s fucking unusual. He’s fucking scared of me kicking his ass out of my life.
Wow.
He walks over to me, and then he moves his arm. He’s holding a bouquet of Red roses.
Oh my God!
Fuck me!
“Baby, please forgive me.”
I blink back my tears and stare at him. My lips turn up, and I nod.
“Does that mean you forgive me?”
“Oh yes, you buffoon. I love you.”
“Hell, yes! I love you,” Romeo says, falling onto his knees.
“But I don’t want you to ever fuck anyone else,” I hiss, lowering my eyelids.
“Never, I promise. Baby, will you marry me,” Romeo asks, looking at me, pulling a ring from his Cut’s pocket.
It’s a beautiful ring, and my heart stops. The tears roll down my face, and I blink. My lips turn up, and I nod.
“Oh, Baby, does that mean yes?”
“Yes! Kevin, I’ll marry you!”
“Fuckingtastic!”
Romeo takes my hand and slides on the solitaire ring. I look at it, feeling my heart swell and my soul soar.
“It’s beautiful, Kevin.”
“No, you’re beautiful, and you’re all mine.”
“Yes, always and forever.”
“Damn straight.”
He kisses me deeply, twirling his tongue with mine, and nibbles my lip, pulling back with a smile.
“I love you, Cherry, and I’m grateful to have you as my Old Lady, my wife, and my friend.”
“Oh, Kevin, I love you with my entire soul.”
“Oh, Baby, you’re too hurt to love you.”
“Ah yeah, sorry,” I hum, running my fingers through his hair.
“Do you want me to order some food?”
“Yes, a pizza sounds good.”
Weeks later.
I walk into my room with the small paper bag, smiling.
Of fuckingcourse I’m happy. I can’t wait to take the test because this is what I always wanted.
Yeah, I lied to Kevin, it’s what I had to do. Some would say it’s bad, but I don’t feel bad. I just think that I’m giving this, us, a push.
I can’t wait until he decides to see that what he thinks is crazy! My Mama didn’t mean he couldn’t touch me, stupid ass.
I know Mama will be happy about Kevin and me. My brothers and sister, well, they will too. My loving Kevin has nothing to do with anyone.
Fuck no!
I take the bag with me into the restroom. I close and lock the door. I pull out the box and read the instructions. I bought three different tests to make sure. I pee on the sticks and wait for the results. I know that I’m pregnant, but I need to have it confirmed.
Ever since we started fucking, we’ve been fucking constantly. Of course, I love it. I’ve always wanted to fuck all the time. I think that I am a horny girl, like Kevin says. I’m just happy that he likes fucking just as much as I do.
Finally, the sticks start showing the results. I’m pregnant.
Yes!
Now I need to tell Kevin.