1. Prologue #2
I kiss Ivy’s head and gently move her over to her brother Venom, who quickly wraps his arms around her, squeezing tight, making her giggle and I walk towards the exit and out of the clubhouse, which sits on a large patch of land where the garage is based, as well as several houses that the club officers built.
Mine is currently under construction along with Blades even though he’s in Juvie, though the last time I spoke to him to discuss the interior he’ll want he gloated about getting a blowy every night from the correctional officer.
So basically, he’s having a sex filled vacation which is why I tell Fury not to feel guilty.
“Mama?” I question, and she looks my way with tears in her eyes, her car door open, and I frown.
When did she get her car here?
“I’m sorry, sweetheart,” she whispers, and my mouth parts as she removes her cut and hands it to me and I take it before it can drop on floor.
Shit, shit, shit.
“You’re leaving him?” I confirm, putting on a cold mask.
She nods once and admits, “I can’t keep having my heart broken by him, Jax.
I deserve better than this and I honestly don’t think my heart can take the pain any longer,” she sniffles, “You are not like your sister. You’re not leaving the clubhouse or going away for college, and I know me leaving won’t hurt you as much as her. ”
I shake my head, squeezing the cut and mutter, “That isn’t true, Mama. I don’t want my parents to break up because then in my head, it proves love just doesn’t exist.”
She sniffles making me flinch before she rasps, “And I can’t walk back into those doors knowing I’ll walk in on your father getting a blowjob from a clubwhore thinking his actions are perfectly fine.
I’ve seen the look Cherri has been giving him since he gave into her, all she’s waiting for is for me to turn my back. ”
I wince knowing she’s right. She stayed twice before, but by the sounds of things, that was for Marie and me. We’re older now, and I guess it’s time for Mama to live for herself for once.
I swallow hard, trying to control my emotions, and nod in agreement, and she physically relaxes. The tension, with the knowledge that I won’t try and stop her, leaving her.
Brothers, whether they have an old lady or not, they fuck the women willingly giving them their bodies because they like the fact they’re wanted. They like the attention they get, they get hard on it and they don’t fucking care who they hurt in the process.
Brick did it to his old lady Anna and fathered a child, a child that wants nothing to do with us.
Now their relationship is struggling though he never would have strayed if she hadn’t fucked a prospect to get his attention, or that’s what the brothers accused her of but with how these men are I’d call bull.
Ivy’s dad Glock has fucked a few clubwhores when drunk and woken up the next morning acting like it never happened, his old lady Clara unaware.
Dad can’t keep his dick in his pants even when sober so why would Mama want to stay?
“I’ll call you when I’m settled,” she whispers.
I nod curtly, trying not to break at the tears shining in her blue eyes. I don't know what to say to convince her not to leave.
She sighs and kisses my cheek before she climbs into her car, and not once do I stop her.
Shaking my head, I turn and head inside, her cut clutched in my hands, not willing to watch her drive away, my mind struggling with what is happening.
Marie is gone, and now Mama.
Sniffing hard, I storm into the common room with purpose, but pause as my eyes go to the bar to see Cherri rubbing Dad’s hard-on through his jeans despite Ivy being in the room as he looks at her full of lust.
Mama was half right, I guess. Mother fucker!
Chuckling darkly, I descend the few steps near the door and storm across the light common room, towards the bar ignoring the concerned looks coming my way and without giving a fuck that he is seconds away from jizzing in his jeans like a pussy, I shove Mama’s cut into his chest making him grunt then growl as he looks my way.
He freezes with the cold look on my face as his hand goes to his chest when I move mine. He grabs Mama’s cut, not realizing what it is, while Cherri, however, gasps seeing the leather before a sly smirk etches on her feature making me fist my hands to stop myself from killing her.
“Mama has officially hit her limit. She’s done, left, so good job, Dad…,” I state loudly, and everyone looks our way in shock.
Dad blinks, allowing my words to sink in before his face goes ashen, realizing what he’s holding. He shoves Cherri out of the way, making her tumble, while he shoulder-checks me and rushes to the door to go after Mama.
“Good luck, fucker,” I sneer as the front door slams against the wall before his roar can be heard throughout the room realizing she is indeed gone, and I glare at Cherri who is smart enough to look away.
I’ll never have a woman and put her in this fucking position.
Ivy – Thirteen Years Old
My mouth parts in shock as Pitbull runs out of the room like his butt is on fire while Psycho glares at a half-dressed Cherri, her butt cheeks on full view from her G-string making me want to puke and she looks away knowing she’s now officially on his shit list and being on Psycho’s shit list is not a good thing to be on.
“I thought the club girls had to dress normally for family days?” I ask quietly against my big brother’s chest, where I’m currently cuddled up, not stupid enough to question why Jessica left, leaving her old lady cut behind.
I’m a club brat, the daughter of the current road captain, a role my big brother will take over from in a few years’ time. This means I know how some brothers act, and I’ve seen things no thirteen-year-old should see.
They’re dirty dogs, plain and simple, and shouldn’t even have old ladies.
It doesn’t matter if they have a family or a woman who has devoted their whole world around them and their honor within the club. If a club girl walks up to them half naked, the temptation is too hard to walk away from for them.
I think it’s just crap and that they need their members chopped off.
The whole temptation crap is just that crap.
They all have big alpha-hole egos and love to feed into them, and that is what Pitbull has been doing for as long as I can remember.
Whether it’s flirting with a club girl or touching her, he welcomed it, and now he’s lost the one woman who saw him as her everything, and he’ll never find that again.
He’s an idiot.
My brother’s hard chest rumbles against my ear as he admits, “They are meant to be, so she’ll be punished, little doll,” and he tightens his arms around me, and I close my eyes, feeling so safe.
My brother, while four years older, is my best friend. I want to be wherever he is, but I also know he’s becoming a brother, and I can’t follow him everywhere. He makes sure that he’s around when he can, though, so I can’t really complain.
And then there is Psycho.
Out of all the brothers, and while I love them all equally, Psycho is my everything. I know, I know, I’m thirteen, but I just…
He’s my best friend, and over the past year, he’s become someone I have fallen for, a feeling I know my Mama will declare as puppy love.
It’s not, though, I know it isn’t.
My stomach tightens when he’s near, my heart races when he looks at me, and I hurt every time he has a woman on his arm.
I sigh and squeeze my brother tightly.
I’m too young for Psycho. I know this. Marie told me this yesterday when she saw me staring at him.
I know I should look at boys my own age, or if my father had his way, not look at boys until he’s dead, which, let’s face it, is never going to happen.
I just want a certain boy who most likely won’t want me because of our age gap.
It’s only four years, though…
“She finally left him?” my brother asks, his voice vibrating through me, and I open my eyes to see Psycho standing before us.
He runs his hand roughly through his light brown hair that’s short at the sides and longish on top, messing it up while he looks around the room.
He’s most likely seeing shocked faces from the brothers that Jessica actually left her old man, someone who is currently an officer of the club, earning more money than the average brother.
Someone who has sway within the club at that.
“She was just waiting for Marie to leave before running,” Psycho confirms, and my heart hurts at the pain in his voice as he admits, “She couldn’t stay any longer, even for me. He’s hurt her too much over the years.”
“He’s a fucking idiot is what he is,” Venom mumbles and the boys nod in agreement before he notices me and winces, “Sorry little doll…”
I snort.
I’m not sure when the brothers decided I was their ‘little doll,’ but for as long as I can remember, that has been my nickname to all—well, except for Psycho. To him, I’m his cupcake., I’m obsessed with them, and I happen to secretly like that he calls me something different.
“He is an idiot,” I say, “Jessica treated him like a king and honestly there is only so much an old lady can take before they decide they deserve better,” I lean away from my brother a little and look at Psycho then Viper, Fury and my brother and state, “A little advice for you from this little thirteen year old who sees more than you all realize. When an old lady comes along and they are willing to turn a blind eye about you cheating then they are not with you for you, they are with you for your cut.”