~LALA~
After breakfast at Meme’s, I go straight home. My foster parents are not even back yet, so I use the key to get in and have the place to myself. I got started on the homework I'd neglected all weekend and I finished it within a few hours. When Maxine and Kevin finally show up, they convince me to accompany them to the mall. I walk between them with my arm looped through Maxine’s, trying to avoid anyone I know.
I’ve been successful so far, and even when we head to the restroom I still haven’t seen a soul I know. However, I’m in the stall tinkling when I hear some girls talking about how a snobby rich football player named Travis Baker from my school had gotten a girl at their school pregnant, and his parents paid for the girl to have an abortion so his girlfriend wouldn’t find out! What?! Well, guess what bitches? I’m the girlfriend and I just found out in the worst way.
I’ve hidden the relationship from Maxine and Kevin, so I act normal when I come out of the stall. I’m pretty sure the girls also have no idea I’m the girlfriend because they carry on talking with me standing there. I wash and dry my hands before texting Meme what I just heard in the bathroom! Her response isn’t one of surprise, but then again, she’s been telling me for weeks now to get rid of Travis.
Instead, she takes a more lucrative approach and texts me ***so u gonna ride the biker king like ur at the rodeo?***
***No!***
***for me? Let me live vicariously thru u plz***
***gross Meme***
***whatever! But let him take ur ass to school tomorrow and put Travis in his place. Then, when he gets bored waiting for u to give it up, u move on from it***
***don't think I’m getting out of him taking me to school anyway***
***lol! Probably not***
We go to a few more stores before heading home, and as I’m getting ready for bed my text alert goes off. It's not Travis… But Spin!
***How was ur day Loyalty?***
***I don’t want to talk about it and if u don’t stop calling me that I’m gonna stop responding***
***My baby girl had a bad day? Whose ass do I have to kick?***
I don’t know why this makes me laugh, but I smile as I type out ***don't worry about it, I leave for school at seven***
***I’ll be there***
I spent the rest of the evening reading, and fell asleep with my face in my book!
~SPIN~
Despite it being late Autumn, the crew is out back grilling or hanging around the fire pit. I spent the day observing how the men of my crew treat their old ladies, the crew I inherited from my piece of shit excuse of a father. Most of the men respect me even though I’m younger, because I’m just as cruel as my dad was, if not more. In fact, some believe I’m a little too trigger-happy… But when you grow up a biker, you have that 'protect what’s mine' mentality ingrained in you at birth!
The men here who are tied up have a dominant sense of control over the woman they are tied to, which makes sense since their pledge is to provide for and protect. And our women who are tied up, they’re spoiled but at the same time take care of us… And not just their men, all of us!
I’m sitting down on a cut log that we use as a makeshift bench by the fire pit, when Brenda, who belongs to my second in command, sits next to me and leans into my arm. She’s fairly young, with a significant age gap between her and Dan. “What’s eating you Spin”?
I lifted a brow at her, “what makes you think something is wrong”?
“Really?”, she says, raising her brow back and bumping me with her shoulder. “How long have I been running with you? Do you think I wouldn’t notice a shift in my king? I’m insulted”!
I chuckle and say, “it’s nothing really”.
“I beg to differ! And I’m willing to wager it has something to do with a certain girl dotting pink hair that you snuck up in here like this isn’t your house”, she says. “That's all the ladies are talking about! So have you found our queen”?
I shook my head no at her, “it’s complicated”!
“When are relationships not complicated?”, she says.
“This is a little more so! I dunno what it is about her, I want her”, I admit.
“And she doesn’t want you back?”, she asks.
“Nope”, I told her! “And she’s got a tool for a boyfriend that her girlfriend can’t stand! Apparently, she doesn’t believe anyone. Oh, and then there is the age difference thing”!
“Spin shhh just stop”, Brenda says. “First of all, none of you guys are what a woman would consider relationship material. And like with D and I, I wasn’t into a man a decade older than me, but he wouldn’t give up and here I am. So, I feel you Spin”.
“She’s supposed to rule with me, but she’s not even legal”, I tell her.
“How old is she?”, she asks.
“Turning eighteen sometime next month”, I said.
“Well, that’s only four years younger than me, and the ladies respect me, so why not her if that’s who you choose?”, she says, like it’s no big deal. “You know us ladies are very welcoming, we take in everybody. Plus, seven years ain’t that big of a deal”!
“So what are you saying?” I asked.
“I’m saying you keep trying, and if need be, you bring me along to help you out”, she winks at me. “At first I couldn’t stand D, but now I dunno what I’d do without him”!
I take in everything Brenda has said and head back inside to text her…
***How was your day Loyalty?***
***I don’t want to talk about it and if u don’t stop calling me that I’m gonna stop responding*** Well, she is certainly in a mood. She get her period or something?!
***My baby girl had a bad day? Whose ass do I have to kick?***
***don't worry about it, I leave for school at seven*** So does that mean she wants me to give her a ride?!
***I’ll be there***
Again, she doesn’t respond back, so I set my alarm and lay there in bed until I passed out.
Hello fellow readers... the chapter was short for both characters so I published them together! This will not happen again until Chapter 9, so happy reading!
I’m running late this morning and hoping that Spin has forgotten about me already. But as I’m slipping my boots on, I get a text telling me he’s outside. Well, I guess my hair is staying down today! He’s parked right outside the door in his flashy sports car, and I’m thankful that he stays in it and that my foster parents left for work thirty minutes ago! When I get in, I’m hit with the pleasant scent of his cologne. I know it’s Very Sexy by Victoria's Secret, which is odd for the biker king, but I say nothing! He’s wearing dark denim jeans and a black tee under his leather jacket. As I settle into the seat he says, “morning beautiful”. I tried my best to ignore him while trying to figure out how to get the seat of his fancy car to lay back a little. “Tired”?! I nod and admit, “I need caffeine”! He pulls into the Starbucks and sweeps his hand in front of him indicating for me to order. I lean across him to make sur
I wake early, dress, and head out the door. It’s five minutes to seven when I send a text that I’m outside. Meme is warming her car and she waves at me as she waits… Well, at least someone wants me around Loyalty, even if it’s for the wrong reasons!Loyalty steps out of the house with her long pink hair loose down her back, a white low-cut shirt showing cleavage, low-cut dark blue skinny jeans, gray Ugg boots, and a black bubble coat she has left open revealing her clothes underneath. Her pink book bag is slung over one shoulder! She doesn’t really go to school like this, does she?! Meme blows a kiss at her, and she blows one back as Meme pulls out of the driveway.Loyalty watches her pull away before getting in the car. “Morning beautiful”, I tell her and she rolls her eyes before laying the seat back slightly. “Tired”?!She nods her head as I start to drive and say
Exactly five minutes to seven my phone goes off like yesterday, letting me know Spin is outside. I headed out, and waved at Meme for the second day in a row! I climb into the car and recline the seat as he tells me, “morning, beautiful. Starbucks”? I nodded without even looking at him. I’m clearly not a morning person! Today he orders my drink for me and doesn’t sip it when he hands it to me. I give him my weak thanks, and as we start to drive he says, “you okay”? “Yes”, I say immediately, then pout! “No”, I admit! I’m kind of bothered by something the girls said to me in the locker room! “So which is it, Loyalty?”, he asks. “No”, I told him. “Why were you in jail”? He raises his brows at the question and takes a deep breath before sipping his coffee… Talk about buying yourself time to answer a question. “Well”? “I murdered my father”, he says, without looking at me.
It’s the second morning that I’m here five minutes to seven, and I text Loyalty that I’m outside. Again, she gets into the car and looks completely drained… Does she sleep?! “Morning, beautiful. Starbucks”? She keeps looking forward with her eyes closed as she nods yes! We pulled into the Starbucks drive-thru and I ordered her drink and my coffee. After she takes a sip, I ask her, “you okay”? “Yes”, she says immediately, but pouts and follows it up with a “no”! Uh-oh, this can’t be good! “So which is it, Loyalty?” I said to her. “No, why were you in jail”? I was not expecting that question this early in the morning. Why do people talk about things that are none of their business like it is?! I take a deep breath and sip my coffee, “well”? “I murdered my father”, I tell her honestly. The bastard deserved it. I’m not ashamed of what I did! “How long were you in jail for that? I mean, you’re not that old”, she says. Does she think I’m old?! “I was given five years, and I was out in
The next few days are like living the last two on repeat. I’m picked up by Spin, given my dose of caffeine, and dropped off at school where I’m guarded by Spin’s crew members. It’s finally Friday! But it’s homecoming today, so the pep squad and football team have to dress professionally. I chose my pale pink skirt suit that Maxine insisted on buying me when I became co-captain of the squad. I packed a change of clothes for tonight, sleepwear, and an extra change of clothes for Meme. I carry everything out the door with me as I glance through my foster mother’s good luck text. I didn’t tell her that I took myself off the homecoming queen ballot. It just all seems so superficial since Travis and I aren’t even dating anymore! When I get to the car, I tell Spin, “can I leave this in your trunk”? I lift the purse in my hand for him to know what I’m referring to. The trunk pops open and I toss the bag in before closing it and getting into the car. “What’s with the get-up?", he asks, ta
Days three and four go just the same as day two went. I pick her up, buy her Starbucks, take her to school, walk her to the door, and kiss her. Gabe takes her straight home after practice, with no detours! We text before bed, but are now having actual conversations… On Friday, I pull up a little early, and Meme is getting in her car all dressed up. Whatever, it’s Friday, right?! That’s until Loyalty exits the house, also dressed to the nines. Her pink hair is tied back in a bun, and she’s wearing a pale pink pencil skirt with a matching suit jacket and black heels. I really hope these two don’t plan on coming tonight dressed like this?! Her face is down, focused on her phone which is in her right hand, she has her book bag threaded through both arms and an oversized purse in her left hand. She opens the car door and says, “can I leave this in your trunk?”, and lifts the purse up. I pop the trunk open and she looks relieved to not have to carry it around all day. “What’s with the ge
I woke the next morning sore, the aftermath of his every bite was felt on my skin. Who knew orgasming so good could hurt so bad! Despite how warm I feel, Spin is not here. Instead, I’m face to face with a beaming Meme, who has a cheek-splitting grin on her face. I scoff at her and try to roll over when she climbs on top of me and says, “oh no you don’t”. She’s giggling like an idiot as I moan. “Get off”, I tell her. “It hurts”! Meme gasps dramatically, “you didn’t”! “No, I didn’t”, I told her. “But what happened was… I dunno! But it felt amazing while it was happening”. I blush at the memory. “Those marks all over you definitely say it was sinister”, she says as I look at her in confusion. I get up and head to the bathroom and gasp at my own reflection. The deep purple welts that adorn my body are so dark I can see them through the thin white tee! Meme is again laughing like a hyena at my state of shock. “Oh my God, how am I going to hide these?” I
Loyalty is clearly not a morning person, it’s after nine and she’s still out cold. I bump into Meme in the hallway and she swivels past me into my room. I continued downstairs to check with Dan about making Loyalty a jacket. He has set up a meeting with our seamstress for later today. This is going to clash with her schedule for the day, so I wake Gabe and his boys to get ready to go with her and Meme. They’re not thrilled with having to go to school on a Saturday, but that’s too fucking bad! As I reach my bedroom, I hear her and Meme talking, and I know I shouldn’t eavesdrop, but it’s not like Loyalty is very forthcoming with her feelings! “Oh no you don’t”, I heard Meme say as a scuffle between the two girls occurred. “Get off, it hurts”, I hear Loyalty whine. She’s so damn innocent that a single orgasm from being fingered has her energy depleted! “You didn’t”, Meme shrieks, and I find myself chuckling. Can you imagine? She’d be dead to the world still if