Crusher (The Carnage MC #4)

1. Prologue

Prologue

Crusher – Age Seventeen

I gently chew my lip as I lean back against the lockers and eye everyone walking past who are eyeing the prospect cuts that me and the boys I grew up with are wearing. I was born into the club, a club that I fucking cherish, as do the boys standing with me.

I’ll take over my dad’s role as the club’s road captain, something I have been learning to do since I was five. My dad refuses to let me mess up like he did when he first became the road captain and ended up getting half the club arrested.

If you ask me, he’s pushing too hard, expecting too much too soon, destroying my childhood.

My boys have gotten to have fun, I’ve been stuck in Dad’s office learning roadmaps.

I’ve learned to shut up and just go with the flow and hope in the end it will be all worth it, that for once, my father will fucking be proud of me.

A shove gains my attention, and I raise a brow at Dominik, and he just grins wide, making me shake my head as he nods to the cheerleaders eyeing me up.

“Not happening,” I confirm, and he laughs.

I fucked the head cheerleader, what's her face, fuck, I can’t even remember her name. The bitch tried poking holes in my condoms, so I’ve decided to keep to the club bunnies for now.

I don’t need any unwanted surprises.

“Anyone seen my little sister?” Dominik asks, and I grunt, “She was with Belle and Kodi near the front door when we walked into school,” and he nods.

Clark is the club's princess, a firecracker, and obsessed with art. She doesn’t trust easily because she knows most girls try to use her to get to us.

Which is why she only has like three or four friends, though if you asked me, Belle has been eyeing Dominik up for a few years, mainly after it was announced he’ll become the club's secretary.

I shake my head before I notice Bash coming our way, looking really fucking happy with himself, and Liam confirms, “You fucked Ms. Carner again, didn’t you?”

The man grins widely, and I laugh with everyone else, shaking my head just as Linc, our friend since pre-k, saunters over, shaking his head at Bash.

“Fucker, I did not need to see your bare ass this morning!” he says as he slaps the back of his head, and I laugh harder, not surprised the idiot didn’t lock the door.

“What? It’s a good ass!” Bash claims, and I shake my head at the idiots.

Linc grew up in the trailer park, his mom was not the best of people, but I don’t know, when we met, we just clicked, like he was family. We’ve all been inseparable since, despite him being a year older than us.

Bellamy is trying to convince the fucker to join the club, we all are, really. Shooter, the club’s Sargeant doesn’t have an heir for his role within the club, and he’s looking for someone to take his role. He actually he said he’d rather I take it knowing how good I am with a gun already.

We just have to convince him to prospect first.

“You could have just locked the fucking door,” Linc grunts, but before anyone can answer, Toya saunters over and gently runs her hand up Bellamy’s chest while eyeing the cheerleaders behind her. and I roll my eyes before I people watch again, not able to stand the fucking bitch.

She has dollar signs in her eyes, and it won’t matter which brother claims her, but right now, she has her sights on the future president.

I tap my leg, waiting for the bell to ring as I eye the students, ignoring Toya trying to get Bellamy’s attention when Linc shouts, “Yo, Alex!” and I look down the hallway as he rushes past me and I frown seeing him run towards Clark and Belle.

The girl – Alex – turns to hear her name, and as soon as she does, I suck in a fucking breath and drop my foot while my stomach tightens.

Holy shit…

Dark curly hair that is up in a messy bun, a few strands framing her perfect face, dark green eyes that have me wanting her to make eye contact with me so she can suck me in.

A body that, despite being covered by a black hoodie that looks like Linc’s, seems to be made for me.

She’s fucking beautiful and doesn’t seem to have a care in the world about people staring at her.

I watch entranced as she smiles at him while he hands her what looks like homework, and I swallow my growing tension.

Are they together?

He never mentioned seeing someone.

My tension rises when he kisses her cheek, and she smiles widely at him, showcasing her dimples and the urge to drag him away hits me fucking hard.

That scares the living shit outta me, but fuck, I go to take a step forward, listening to my instincts but before I can take a step, Linc turns and heads our way.

I don’t look at the person I see as a brother, instead I watch Alex, to see if she watches him walk away, but she doesn’t, instead she links arms with Clark causing Belle to scowl, following behind them.

“You alright, Hayes?” I hear Bellamy ask as Toya whines, “Baby, I’m horny…”

He doesn’t reply to her, just like I don’t look at him.

Instead, I watch as the girls disappear down the packed hallway, and my stomach tightens, needing to follow.

Again, I go to take a step, but before I can move, a hand grips my arm, and I snap my head up to lock eyes with Linc’s, my nostrils flaring.

“No,” he states firmly, and I furrow my brows, but soon tense when he nods towards where the girls disappeared, and he says, “Stay away from her, she isn’t for you.

She has goals that do not include being claimed by a brother.

She isn’t the type of person to be owned, so walk the fuck away because I repeat, she is not for you.

She is not a one-night stand kind of girl, she’s sweet, kind, and very fucking hard-headed, so I am warning you, stay the fuck away. ”

“Is she your girl?” Bellamy asks, already seeing where my attention went when I didn’t answer him.

“No,” Linc confirms, “her mom, despite the fucked-up decisions she’s made in life, has been there for me. She’s been there for me, she’s like a sister,” he looks at me and demands, “Stay the fuck away from her,” before he turns and stalks away while my jaw ticks.

“Hayes?” Dominik says cautiously, but I shake my head and storm the opposite way from Linc before I kick the shit outta him, fucking pissed.

The fucker had no right to demand that I stay away, and he has another thing coming if he thinks I’ll walk away easily.

***

“Come on, Hayes, I’m just protective of her, that’s all, I’m sorry,” Linc groans as I walk around him as I leave my class at the end of the day, not even fucking looking at him.

I’ve ignored the fucker all day, just like I’ve ignored my phone buzzing, my father demanding I come straight to his office after school at the clubhouse. Unfortunately for him, because I got my fucking phone out to ignore his call, I now have detention.

I shake my head and walk down to room 201 just as Bash says, “Brother, you made it sound like he was a jackass who would purposely hurt her, then denied him claiming her when in reality, she’s not your blood relative.”

“Fuck’s sake,” I hear him groan as I turn the corner, only to swallow hard seeing the beauty I have not managed to see all day walking towards me.

My hands go clammy and my heart races as I see her hand go to the door where I’m supposed to go in, and I don’t think, I quickly grab the handle first, and she gasps as her head shoots up and fuck me, her eyes…

Mesmerizing, fucking mesmerizing.

I watch as her chest moves quicker, and I see the reaction she has for me, making me soften slightly, and I clear my throat and rasp, “Let me…”

Her eyes take me in, but as soon as she looks at the prospect cut, I see the switch and not a patch chaser kind of fucking way either, instead the, you look like a player, and I’m not interested kind of way.

Fuck.

I watch her walls go up, and I know it's going to be a fight, and I swallow the lump forming as I open the door for her.

Furrowing her brows, she gives me a head nod before walking in before me, and I will my eyes not go to her ass just as I hear Mr. Gracie sigh, “Again, Alexiana?”

Alexiana? I thought Linc called her Alex…

Alexiana.

Alexiana shrugs, “Maybe the boy shouldn’t have slapped my ass on the way out of class, then I wouldn’t have punched him, but I guess it isn’t a shock that he's not in here, but I am because you know the trailer trash lies right?”

I see Mr. Gracie flinch while I, fuck, I swallow my groan at her sass.

Fuck I think I’m in love.

Wait, a guy did what?

“Mr. Smith? It isn’t every day I see you in here,” the teacher says to me, causing Alexiana to look my way, and again, I’m entranced, but this time by all the freckles dotting along her button nose that is pierced.

Fuck, fuck, fuck. I want to grab her.

I clear my throat and, without looking away from the beauty, I say, “Ignored a call from my dad during math, the teacher didn’t care, so here I am.”

Mr. Gracie sighs, “Damn Markus…” Then says, “Come on you two, you can wait ten minutes, and as soon as the other faculty leaves, you can go.”

I nod as Alexiana goes to the first seat, and without a second thought, I sit behind her and try to come up with a plan to get the girl.

Alexiana – Age Seventeen

I swallow hard, feeling the boy’s, eyes on my back, and I try to pay attention to the clock, counting down the minutes until I can leave, until I get to breathe in the ice.

My body trembles, and I have a need to turn around and speak to him, but I hold myself back, like I always do.

Growing up, life wasn’t easy.

Mom worked full-time in a café she bought with my father's dirty money, not caring where it came from. Her job seemed more important than me, while my father, the scum that he is, left three years ago with his mistress, after being in and out of mine and my mom's life.

Drugs, guns, women… You name it, he brought it back without a care in the world, and my mom, being a pushover, allowed it, until he finally broke her.