Chapter 19
Nineteen
HALLE
“ F uck this shit. Pull over, Loki. Now, Dammit!” I yell over the roar of the motorcycle. We decided to get away just the two of us, take a ride, and spend some time together. You know how it is, with kids around, you have to find ways to keep the fires burning and get our freak on—in the bathroom for a quickie, locked in the hall closet, in the backyard in the middle of the night, and of course, anytime we’re alone and stop on the side of the road.
Of course, before we even headed out today, I was skeptical of getting on Kitty, but it’s been a few months, and I figured maybe she was over her shit. Clearly, I was fucking wrong. There’s no way I’m letting this bitch make a fool of me. She better watch her ass, or else I’m tossing her to the fucking scrap yard.
Loki does as I say, pulling over on the side of the road. We were less than a mile down from the clubhouse when something happened to the bike's back seat where I sit. I was bouncing around like a fucking maniac, with the seat popping up and off the bike at every little pebble we hit in the road.
“What the fuck is going on, pet?” Loki asks, looking at me confused as I angrily get off the damned bike.
“Your Kitty,” I spit her name out like a curse. “Fucking hates me. She did something to the damn seat. It’s always something with this fucking bike,” I rant as I turn and start walking back toward the clubhouse. Fuck him, and fuck this damn bike.
“I’ll just get my own fucking bike instead of riding bitch on your bitch,” I continue ranting as he turns the bike around and starts riding it slowly beside me as I walk.
“Pet, get on the damn bike. We can go pick you out a bike tomorrow, and I'll teach you how to drive,” he says, and I stop dead.
“First, I ain't getting on that damn bike again, and second, what makes you think I don’t know how to ride?” I ask heatedly, crossing my arms and raising my brow. He throws his hand that’s not on the throttle up in surrender.
“Alright, we will get you your own bike, and I will ride behind you. Watching that sexy ass bounce up and down on your own ride. Please, pet, just get on the bike, and I’ll ride you back to the clubhouse,” he says, but I keep my arms crossed, hold my head higher, and continue to walk.
He chuckles, pulling up close to me and grabbing my waist. He scoots back on the seat and places me straddling his lap. I’m facing Loki, and my ass is over the gas tank. And he takes off back toward the clubhouse. Hmm, if I move a bit closer, with the vibrations just right, I could have one hell of a quick orgasm. It would serve him right to not get off when he doesn’t believe me about this bitch hating me.
When we get back to the clubhouse, I just hop off, minus the orgasm, because I’m too pissed at the moment. Now, I’m in even more of a bad fucking mood about the bike since I’m feeling horny as hell on top of everything. Having Loki between my legs but not inside me pisses me the fuck off even more. Fucking shit, why the hell are my emotions all over the place today?
Where’s my gun? I think I just need to shoot this Kitty bitch and get rid of her; Loki will get over it, eventually. He did say he loves me more than her.
“Where are you going, pet?” he asks me.
“Away from that fucking thing,” I tell him, pointing at the bike.
“Ah… don’t be like that. Look, it was just a screw that came loose. Easy fix,” he tells me, smiling. I look down at the fucking bike.
“You bitch! You’re good… that’s exactly what I would do,” I hiss before turning back to Loki.
“Whatever, you go spend some time with her before she actually kills me one of these days. I’m going to go steal the babies from Piper and Izzy for a little Auntie time,” I tell him, turning and walking away, not even giving him a chance to respond. He needs time with that damn bitch, I mean bike, too, and I’m always looking for an excuse to hold Bronx and Jett.
“Momma!” Rome says, coming into the kitchen a bit later. This is the first time he’s said it to me, and I swear I have to smack myself to keep from freaking the hell out with how happy it makes me.
“What is it, baby?” I ask him.
“Uncle Grim said he would teach me how to punch and fight to defend myself. He said he would only do it if you said it was okay,” he says, looking a bit nervous.
“You want to learn to fight?” I ask, already knowing his reasons. One night, he and Rae finally let us in a little on their parents’ last night alive while we were tucking them into bed.
They were so small when it happened, so, thankfully, they don’t remember too much from that horrible night. Unfortunately, that also means they remember little of their biological mom and dad to begin with. Their memories are fading with each passing year, and I hate that more than anything. I want them to always remember their birth parents and their love for them. From the little the twins told us, they were the most amazing couple. They did all the normal family things every year. It might sound boring to the average person, but coming from parents who never gave a shit about you, that is like a dream life. We love our kids too much to ever let them forget the love they were created from, even if we never knew their birth parents.
Their mom loved to bake, and their dad loved watching football, and they always hugged and kissed the kids. We could see the loss and devastation on their face as they continued talking about the memories they still have, and then they cried. I held Rome, and Loki held Rae until they cried themselves to sleep. Then we laid them back down and went into our own room. That was when Loki told me he had Comp looking into what happened to them. He didn’t have any updated information, but at least he was looking into it.
“I want to be able to take care of Rae and myself better. I don’t want anyone to ever touch her meanly again. I know we have you and Dad, but I still want to learn everything I can, just in case,” he says, looking at me with strength and determination in his eyes far past his young years.
“I think that would be great, baby. You may want to ask your dad for some help, too. I know he would love to show you some things as well,” I say, knowing Loki will want to be involved as much as possible.
“Dad will teach me some moves, too?” he asks with wonder in his voice.
“Of course, baby. I know he has a lot of things he wants to teach you and your sister,” I say, pulling him into a hug. He hugs me back before giving me a chin lift, a perfect mini of Loki, and then rushes out of the room.
“You are an amazing mother,” Piper tells me, grinning as she enters the room. I smile at her.
“Did you doubt I would be?” I ask, raising a brow.
“To be honest, yeah, I did. Let’s just say you and Loki are a bit…” she says, trailing off, and I want to laugh my ass off at the way she’s trying to sound nice.
“Psychotic?” I decide to let her out of her misery.
“Your words, not mine,” she says, shrugging and chuckling. I laugh along with her, knowing and owning what my man and I are.
“We may not be traditional, but we are who we are. We would kill for those we love. Loki is obsessed with everything about me, as I am with him. Seeing the love in his eyes for those sweet babies… it’s worth the wires being a little loose,” I say, shrugging. Piper stares at me for a minute before replying.
“You know we wouldn’t change one thing about you or Loki. We may not always understand either of you, but we trust you both implicitly and know that whatever your reasons, it’s for the good of all of us,” she tells me, and she truly doesn’t understand what those words mean to me.
I’ve never fit in anywhere. I’ve never been accepted, whether that’s to do with my personality, judgment, craziness, or just me not taking shit from anyone. Whatever it is, people seem to run very far and very quickly from me… but not this club, not these ladies. They accepted me fully, with no strings attached. They love me and have given me a home.
I start to get emotional and know that’s my cue to leave. I haven’t been myself these past few days. I’ve been feeling nauseous and drained. It seems it’s all catching up to me today, and I know I probably just need to head home and lie down already. I hug the women, then head out of the kitchen to find my man. I know he got back from his ride a bit ago but wanted to get a workout in and have a beer with the guys, so the first place I head is to the bar. I see him sitting there chatting with Grim and Swift, but when he smiles and laughs, turning to hold his hand out to me, I know it’s not club business. I walk straight to him, placing my hand in his waiting palm.
“Hey, pet. I was thinking about taking the kids out to see the new Avengers movie they’ve wanted to see,” he tells me. That actually sounds fun, but I know I would just be a drag to tag along with how drained I feel. I can barely keep my eyes open right now. There’s no way in hell I’ll be able to stay awake through a two-hour movie.
“You and the kids should definitely go. I’m feeling drained and tired. I think I need to go lay down and catch up to some rest,” I tell him, yawning, just driving my point home.
“Oh, we can take them another time, pet. No big deal,” he says, but I’m already shaking my head.
“No, baby. You should really take them. Spend some time with them outside the clubhouse. They would love to get out for a bit,” I tell him, rubbing his chest and making my point clear.
“Are you sure?” he asks, his forehead scrunching in confusion.
“I’m positive. Actually, I think I will go lie down in your room here. I don’t want to go all the way back to the house. I’m just so tired,” I say again, yawning.
I really don’t know why I’ve been so tired lately. I ended up giving up my job at the gas station months ago. I realized I missed my man too much while I was gone. Plus, he’s been letting me go on a few jobs with him for the club. It's been more fun than I’ve had in my whole life.
I remember one kill like it was yesterday. It was a revenge kill and my favorite of all. The day we killed Rome and Rae’s foster parents.
“Alright, Rodeo has been scoping out the place. No one has come in or out in a few hours; only the parents are home. The other kids are at school, and I already called social services. They won't ever have to come back to this place,” Swift tells us as we unload from the bikes.
My shorts get snagged on one of the metal buttons Loki has on Kitty, ripping my favorite pair.
“You fucking bitch,” I mumble, looking down at the fucking bike and flipping her off. I hear Loki chuckle before he grabs me around my waist, sliding his hand down and squeezing my ass.
“I’ll buy you a new pair after this job,” he tells me, and I give him a quick pat on his cheek before turning to Swift and grinning wildly. This is my first time out on a job with the club, but there was no way they were leaving me behind when we are getting even with the fuckers who made my babies' lives hell.
“Alright, let's get this fucking over with. Follow the plan,” Swift says, approaching the nearly dilapidated house. How did social service ever approve these people?
I follow behind up the stoop, stopping right before running into Swift.
“Loki, you’re running this one. Take point,” he says, stepping aside. Loki holds my hand, pulls me up to the front, lifts his steel-toed boot, and slams it into the fucking door.
We hear screams coming from inside. When I step through the broken door, I see a fat old man in nothing but boxers trying to waddle out of the shit-stained leather chair he was sitting in; he takes a whole fucking minute. I look at the couch and see an older woman cowering in the corner of the sofa with a lit cigarette hanging out of her mouth. I smile at her, and her face goes deathly white when she sees it.
“What the fuck do you want? Why are you bursting into my house?” the old fucker says, finally making it to his feet.
“We’re Rome and Rae’s parents,” Loki says, and when the fuckers knees start to shake, Loki chuckles.
“So now you know why we’re here. Huh?” Loki says.
“They’re both stupid fucking liars. We didn’t do shit to them bastards. I don’t know what that little bitch told you, but she tried to seduce me. Her brother walked in, and she freaked out, then blamed me. I—” he starts, but I hear Loki’s deathly roar before he can continue.
His arm moves at the speed of light. Before I can register it, he has his knife pulled out from his back, thrown through the air, hitting the fat fucker in the shoulder.
“Shut your fucking mouth. NOW!” he says, breathing heavily.
“Please, I didn’t do anything. He hits me too,” the woman on the couch says. Rome and Rae said she was cruel to them, but not nearly as brutal as the fat fucker. I can see bruises on her arm, but I also know she dished out some pain to my children, and that will not go unpunished.
I smile as I make my way over to her. She winces and shrinks back into the couch, not going far. I get right in her face.
“Then for you,” I say, taking her hand in mine. She gives me a small smile as I pull her arm straight. “The punishment won't be death.”
I bring my free arm down hard on her stretched one, feeling the bones break. As she screams, I grab her other wrist, and before she has time to pull away, I twist her wrist tightly. I keep twisting even after feeling the snap. I twist until I can't anymore.
“Now you will NEVER be able to raise a hand to an innocent child ever again, and if I find out you ever so much as look in a child’s direction again… it will be your neck instead of your arm,” I say, letting her go and nodding my head toward the door. She looks around at the room full of people, no one moving out of the way of the door, but she makes a run for it, and we all watch her go.
“Remember my face, bitch. I will forever dream walk in your nightmares. You can never run far or fast enough away from the sight of me,” I yell after her.
“Fucking hell… how did Loki get to her first? I would kill…” Grease starts, but Loki turns quickly.
“Finish that sentence, fucker, and there will be two dead bodies we are getting rid of today,” Loki warns him. I smile, sliding up to his side and looking at the last little problem we need to take care of.
“Please, I'll do anything. Just don’t kill me,” he begs, falling to his knees and holding onto his shoulder that’s oozing blood.
“Fuck, the aim you have with your knives… baby, it gets me so hot,” I purr in his ear, looking at the cowering fucker. I’m so turned on I'm nearly rubbing my sensitive breasts all over my man.
“God, I love how much torture turns you on, baby,” Loki says, turning to me and demanding my mouth. His mouth lands on mine so hard I taste blood. Fuck, that just makes me want him more. I’m five seconds away from shoving my hands down my pants and petting my pussy when…
“Fuck, not this again. We’ll be waiting outside. Let us know when it's done,” Hitter says before the men fall out of the room, leaving us with our newest play toy.
This one will be fun… Loki will make sure of it.
“Come on, pet,” Loki says, pulling me out of that fond memory and picking me up in his arms, carrying me down the halls to our room here.
It’s just as we left it, and we still stay here from time to time… or use the room for mommy and daddy time when we need privacy. We make it to the room, and he lays me down on the bed, tucking me in and kissing my forehead.
“Get some sleep, my pet. I’ll take the kids out for a few hours while you get some rest. If you need me to pick anything up on my way home, just text me. I love you, my pet,” he whispers in my ear.
“I love you more,” I whisper back, falling asleep before he closes the door completely.
I wake with a start as I hear my phone blaring from the bedside table. What the hell? I was having a damn good dream. Loki was kissing my body, moving down, sucking on my…
“Motherfucker.” I wake again, realizing I was dozing off. I grab my phone from the bedside table and answer.
“What?” I know I sound cranky, but shit… I am cranky.
“Mommy?” I hear Rome whispering. He sounds so upset and devastated. I sit upright so quickly my head swims.
“Rome, baby, what is it? What’s wrong? Where’s your dad?” I ask him, already pulling on my pants and boots.
“I couldn’t stop them, Mom. I tried, I tried to protect Rae, but they still took her,” he says, and I can hear the tears in his voice.
“Who took Rae, baby? Where’s Loki? Where’s your dad?” I ask hurriedly, needing to know what the fuck is going on.
“Some men attacked us right as we were coming out of the movie theater. There were four of them who all surrounded Dad. Dad told us to run, so we did. I was pulling Rae behind me, but we weren’t fast enough. I told her to hide, and I would take care of the men. I thought I had distracted them. I used some of the moves Grim and Dad have been teaching me and was able to slow him down so we could get away, but when I turned back to Rae, another man had already come and grabbed her. I didn’t know what to do, so I followed them. I stole someone’s scooter. It didn’t go as fast, but I could see the turns they made, and they didn’t go far from the movie theater. When I knew where they were, I turned around and found the nearest gas station to call you,” he whispers to me hurriedly.
“Okay, baby, you’re safe. You are going to be fine, I promise. I need you to tell me where you are,” I say, standing and starting out the door. He tells me what gas station he’s at, and luckily, I know exactly where that is.
“Baby, sit tight. I’ll have someone come pick you up. I’m going to get your dad and your sister back,” I tell him.
“No, I’m going back to the building they are holding them in. I won’t leave them,” he says. I start to argue, but his words cut me off.
“I love you, Mom,” he says before hanging up.
FUCK!
I take off running down the hall to Swift’s office.
I don’t knock on the door, I just burst through, and the sight in front of me would be funny if I wasn’t so damn pissed off.
“What the fuck, Halle. Get the fuck out,” Swift barks, completely naked with his dick deep in Piper, who has a bandana tied around her mouth and her hands cuffed on her lower back.
“Hurry the fuck up. Loki and Rae were taken,” I tell them, turning and closing the door. I hear Swift yell through the door.
“WHAT THE FUCK?”
“My thoughts exactly,” I mutter. It takes probably a minute for them to come out fully dressed and ready to kill, but it felt like hours to me.
“What happened?” Swift asks me. I give him a rundown of what Rome told me.
“Alright, we will call church and figure out the plan,” he tells me. I’m ready to fucking go now, but I know they like to plan this shit to a T.
“I’ll be in on that meeting. I’m going with you to get them back,” I say, lifting my chin, ready to go to war if need be.
“Not going to happen. I need you to stay here with the Ol' Ladies. Let us handle it,” he tells me, and that just pisses me the fuck off. I open my mouth, ready to argue, but he stops me with a look.
“No, Halle, you will stay here. Out of danger. That’s final,” he says.
Oh, that’s final, is it? This man thinks he can dictate what the fuck I do? Not even Loki gets that honor, and I let that man do pretty much anything he wants to me. Fuck this. I know there’s no changing his mind, so I don’t even try. I give him a hard stare before turning and heading back to mine and Loki’s room. He doesn’t want my help; I don’t fucking need his.
I get to the room, grab my pistol, and place it in the back of my jeans. Then I grab a couple of Loki’s knives and slip them into the sleeves I sewed into my clothes a few months back when Loki started showing me how to throw.
When I get everything ready, I head out to the front of the compound. I don’t give a fuck what these other guys are doing. They can plan out whatever the fuck they want… I’m going to get my family, and I'm going to kill every single fucker who touched them.
“Hey, Halle, what are you doing?” Comp asks as I pass him in the bar. I don’t answer. Too pissed, too focused. I continue walking out of the clubhouse until I’m right in front of Kitty.
“Alright, I know we have our differences, but I respect your place in his life, and… as much as I hate to admit it, you are a pretty little thing, but just remember… I ain’t going nowhere. We can either get along, or I’ll lay your ass down. Loki and the kids are in trouble. I need you to be nice and get me there safely. If not, your ass is going to the junkyard,” I warn her. Yes, I’m talking to a damn bike, but I know with everything in me this bitch doesn’t like me and keeps fucking with me.
I hop on and crank her up. She gives me no trouble, and I take off. I’ll get to my man and my kids one way or another. I will destroy this entire town if one hair is harmed on any of their heads.