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  “It’s beautiful. I’ve never seen it before Jen. I’m glad to see she isn’t the only one with those beautiful eyes.”

  “Thanks. You’re eyes are pretty too. They are my favorite color, grey.”

  “Why, thank you. I couldn’t say who they came from. I grew up in the foster system.”

  “Sorry to hear that.”

  “Don’t be. Jax, Delta and I grew up together in the system. We watched out for one another and we made it out okay.”

  “Did you always want to be a motorcycle club president?”

  “Not exactly, Jax and I both used to have 8 to 5 jobs working at an investment firms. We moved out to this town and we got involved in the MC world and it just fit. I wouldn’t change it for the world.”

  “What did your wife think about that change?”

  “I don’t have a wife. There’s no old lady.”

  “Old lady?”

  “Yeah, my bit...” He’s about to say bitch but stops himself. “My partner in life. Bikers have old ladies, they get patched and wear property of cuts and they get full club protection and respect. It’s an honor to be an old lady. Women throw themselves at us just to get the title.”

  “Interesting. I’ve never heard of this before.”

  “That’s because you aren’t in an MC.”

  “I mean I’ve heard of MC’s before. I used to ride but I never heard of an old lady.”

  “No shit. You used to ride?”

  “Yeah, my dad left me his bike before he died. My ex sold it without me knowing to feed his drug habit. It was a beautiful black Harley. There was a little butterfly sticker on the inside rear that I put there when I was a little girl. I miss it.”

  “You’ll have to get yourself a bike when you get better. Get the wind in your hair again.”

  “I need to get a job first. My ex stole all my money.”

  “Your ex is an asshole that deserves to get his.” I can see he’s pissed.

  “You’re telling me.” I smile.

  We finish eating the rest of the meal. I stand up to clean up his plate.

  “Don’t worry. I got this.”

  “No, you’re our guest. I’m not going to make you clean up your own dishes.” I grab his plate and head to the kitchen.

  Jen is in the kitchen alone when I get there. “You know that’s the most you’ve talked to someone since you’ve been here.”

  “I talk to you.”

  “That’s different, we are family. You’ve been avoiding people. I’m glad you talked to him. Hawk’s a good guy. They all are.” She goes back to cleaning the dishes. We both finish up cleaning and make our way to the living room. The three guys are in there sitting on the couch talking to one another.

  “Can I get you guys anything else before you leave?” Jen says.

  “No. We’re good. Thank you for the food. Maybe next time, we can try some of your cooking Hannah.” Hawk says.

  “Maybe.” I reply back shrugging my shoulders.

  Doc comes up to me and says he received an email with my blood test and Pap smear results. “Can we talk in private?” I tell him.

  “Yeah, of course. Let’s go to your room again.”

  I lead him down the hall and into my bedroom and shut the door. “What did they say?” I ask nervously.

  “You’re clear. You don’t have any STDS, you’re not pregnant, your Pap smear came back clean for everything including cancer. You’re good to go.”

  I can’t help it. I hug him. It hurts me but I do it anyways. “Thank you.”

  “You’re welcome.” He pats me on the back. “I’m glad I can give you good news.”

  We walk back out towards the front door and he leaves with Jax and Hawk.

  “What did he say?” Jen asks.

  “I’m clear. I don’t have anything. I’m not pregnant either.”

  “Oh, thank you Jesus.” We hug. “That’s one thing you don’t need to worry about anymore.”

  “I’m so happy. I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders a little. I for sure thought he would have given me something. I’m so grateful.” I head down towards my bedroom and get to bed.

  The next morning…

  I get up to use the bathroom, and before I flush I can hear Jen talking to someone.

  “Listen, you bitch.” Oh my god it’s a man’s voice, someone’s in the house. What am I going to do? I try to peek and I’m able to see two guys in the living room around Jen. They have motorcycle vests on as well. Theirs looks different; there’s a devil on it.

  “I don’t know what you want from me. I only work at the club. I don’t have anything to do with the Blazing Saints.”

  “We saw the leadership leave the house here yesterday; we followed them here.”

  “Yeah, they came by to give me my annual bonus. Hawk never gives it via check, they always do cash. I was at the doctor when they handed them out at work.” She lying. She isn’t telling them about me or anything. Shit, think Hannah. Her cellphone. She always keeps it plugged in by her nightstand in the mornings. She doesn’t touch it until 12, something about unplugging. I crawl my way to her bedroom. It’s right across the hall from me. I make it to her nightstand. Who do I call? If I call the cops they are going to ask about me. I can’t do that. I’ll call Hawk. I open up her phone and look for his number. I scroll and finally find it. I dial.

  “Please pick up, please.” It’s ringing, ringing, ringing.

  “What the fuck, Jen! It’s 9:00 in the fucking morning.”

  “Hawk.” I whisper into the phone.

  “Jen? Why are you whispering?”

  “It’s not Jen, it’s Hannah. Listen, there are guys in the house. They have vests like yours except for a devil on them, and they are asking Jen about you. I didn’t know who else to call.”

  “Where are you, Hannah?”

  “I’m in her bedroom. She doesn’t use her phone before 12. I don’t think they know I’m here.”

  “Stay in the bedroom and don’t move. We’re going to be there. Promise me you won’t leave the room.”

  “Okay. I promise.” He hangs up the phone. I hope he gets here soon.

  I try not to make any noise and sit in her closet. 8 minutes pass by. I can hear someone walking down the hall. The floors creak.

  “Where are you going?” Jen yells out.

  “Pres, there’s someone else staying here.” Shit. He found my bedroom.

  “There’s no one else here. It’s just me.” Jen pleads.

  “Search the rooms.” The guy with Jen yells. I can hear the other guys going through my room. He comes into Jen’s bedroom. I try to make myself into the smallest ball possible in the back of her closet.

  “What do we have here?” Oh god. He found me. I feel a hand grab me by the foot. It drags me out.

  “Let me go.” He picks me up and carries me out to the main room.

  “You lied, you little bitch. Who is this?” I can finally see who my cousin was talking to. She’s tied up in a chair. There’s a guy sitting in a chair across from her. He’s so little. I wasn’t expecting that. He’s got to have some kind of Napoleon complex. He has a huge scar on his forehead, really black eyes and a shaved head. “Tie her up in the chair. What the fuck happened to her? She looks disgusting.” That hurts.

  “No, let me go please. I don’t know what’s going on. Please don’t tie me up. Please.” I plead with the big guy who pulled me out of the room. I really wish Hawk or Jax or Doc was here.

  “Shut up.” He smacks me across the face. Why does this always happen to me? Why can’t I just be in peace? I still myself and don’t move. I can feel tears coming down from my eyes.

  “Who is this?” the short one asks.

  “It’s my cousin, okay? She’s my cousin.” Jen yells out. “Leave her alone. She has nothing to do with this.” Jen pleads.

  “Now, I’m going to ask you again, you little bitch. What do you know about the club?
You must have intel on what goes on since you’re fucking one of them. Why else would they come spend the night here.”

  “I told you already. I have nothing to do with their MC club. I only manage the strip club, and I’m not fucking any of them.”

  “Then your cousin must be fucking one of them.” He comes over to me. “What do you know about the club and what they are doing?”

  “I don’t know anything. I just met them. I have nothing to do with them at all. I just got to town. Please don’t hurt my cousin or me. We are telling you the truth.” I plead with him.

  “Well, if they aren’t fucking you then maybe we will.” He high fives his friend.

  I don’t want my cousin to live through the hell of being raped. “No, please. Don’t touch her. You can have me. Take me please. I’ll do anything you want. Both of you can have me but please don’t touch her.” I plead.

  “Is that so? We do have a thing for brunettes.” He sits, thinking. “Okay. Yank, take her to the bedroom.” The other guy unties me and lifts me over his shoulder and walks me to my bedroom. Jen’s screaming. The other guy gags her with something before walking towards me. It’s the last thing I see before entering the room.

  “Don’t fight me, bitch.” The other guy comes into the room as well. “Take your pants off.” I do as he says. I’m detaching myself. I feel like I’m with my ex again. “That’s a good girl. Such a pretty little pussy.” He starts touching me. I don’t look at him. “Look at me.” The small one yells as he strokes his dick. I look at him. There’s no use in fighting anymore. I don’t have it in me anymore. “Yeah, look at those beautiful eyes. They’re going to be rolling back in pleasure soon.” Both him and the other guy have unzipped their pants and have started stroking their dicks. I feel the bed dip and Yank is hovering above me. He’s rubbing his dick up and down my clit. It’s so disgusting having a man touch me against my will again. I try to mentally remove myself. He grabs my face and makes me look at him and starts kissing me roughly.

  The small one is jerking himself off to the side of the bed. “Yeah, show that bitch whose boss,” he says.

  Yank is about to thrust into me, the tip just barely enters me when I hear Hawk. “You will remove yourself from her or I will shoot your President.” I look up and he has a gun to the little one’s head. Yank gets off of me and I scoot back on the bed with my legs up to my shoulder. “Jax,” Hawk yells. Jax comes up from behind him and points a gun at the other guy.

  “Now, you’re both going to walk out of this room slowly. If you so much as flinch or try anything, you will get a bullet in your head.” Delta comes over and grabs the small guy and punches him in the stomach. He keels over. Delta grabs him and drags him out of the room; the fucks dick is all hanging out too.

  Hawk rushes over to me. “Are you okay?” He asks as he covers me up with a blanket on the bed.

  “I’m fine.” I feel my face tensing, especially my mouth. “Where’s Jen? Is she okay?”

  “Yeah, Doc is checking her out. Did he?” He gulps before he can finish the sentence.

  “He tried.” I don’t know what comes over me but I hug him. He hugs me back tightly. I just sit there in his arms for a moment. It feels safe. He’s rubbing my back.

  “Hey, you’re okay now,” he whispers to me.

  I nod my head. “Thank you for coming.”

  “Of course Hannah. I wasn’t going to let them harm you guys.” He looks me in the eyes.

  “Come on, let’s get you some pants on and cover you up.”

  “I’m going to shower. I have his saliva and dick juice on and in me. I feel dirty.”

  “Okay. You shower and when you’re done come on out to the living room okay?”

  “Okay.”

  “Prospect. Guard the bedroom,” Hawk shouts before he walks down the hallway. He’s one scary dude. I’d never want to get on his bad side.

  I get into the shower and scald my body. I feel disgusting and defeated that this happened to me again. I had a safe space and these guys had to ruin it. I really thought I had all this behind me.

  15 minutes later I emerge from the bathroom. I dress into a pair of leggings and a large t-shirt and hoodie. I strip my bed of its sheets. I open the door and there is a guy standing guard at the door.

  “Hi.”

  “Hi ma’am.”

  “Oh, uh. Where is everyone?” I’m assuming he knows. His vest isn’t as complete as the others.

  “They are in the living room, ma’am.”

  “Thanks.” I head towards laundry room to scaled my sheets then the living room.

  As soon as I walk in Jen runs up to grab me. “Are you okay?” She’s crying.

  “I’m fine. Are you okay? Did they do anything to you?”

  “No, they didn’t. Why did you say that, Hannah?”

  “Say what?” Hawk asks concerned.

  “She told them to take her instead of me. She gave herself up so they wouldn’t rape me.”

  “I did that because I know the trauma it causes. I’ve lived it for months, being raped every night. I don’t want you to have those scars, Jen. I can deal with it; it’s been my life.”

  “No. Don’t you ever do that again okay?”

  “I can’t promise you that. You’re my family, Jen. I can’t let anything happen to you.”

  “You’re my family too, remember that.”

  “Where are those guys?” I ask to no one in particular.

  “They are being dealt with,” Hawk says. Only him and Jax stayed behind.

  “What does that mean?” I ask.

  “They won’t be a problem ever again,” Jax says.

  I’m about to say something but Jen cuts me off. “How did you guys know to come here?” Jen asks.

  I go to the couch and take a seat. “I called Hawk. I heard them talking to you when I got up to use the bathroom. I know you unplug until 12 and knew your cell phone would be in your bedroom. I snuck in there and made the call.”

  “Oh, thank god. I’m glad you guys came. Thank you,” Jen says.

  “We protect our own,” Hawk says.

  “Thank you for coming,” I say.

  “I’m sorry we didn’t come soon enough.” Hawk says looking at me with sadness in his eyes.

  “Don’t worry, it’s not like I haven’t had worse.” I don’t think he liked me saying that. His face gets angry.

  “As long as you’re here, it won’t be happening. No one should be taking what isn’t there’s for the taking without your permission,” he says. Jax sits back and nods.

  “Do you think I can see the Doc again?” I need to asking him about birth control. It seems like I’m getting enough penis near my vagina to last me a lifetime. I also want to ask him about the guy rubbing on me and if I can get an STD from that too.

  “He just left. He has an emergency but should be back at the clubhouse.”

  “Would it be okay if I saw him again?”

  “Anytime you want. Let’s head over there now.”

  “Thanks. Jen?”

  She’s looking at me curiously. I know she wants to know why I need to go back to the doctor. I mouth to her “I’ll tell you in the car.” She nods, acknowledging that I don’t want to talk about it in front of Hawk and Jax.

  “Ladies, we will ride behind you, so whenever you are ready,” Hawk says.

  “We are ready now.”

  Jen drives us down to the clubhouse with Hawk riding his bike in front and Jax with another guy keeping guard behind.

  “Hannah, what’s going on?” Jen asks me in the car.

  “Jen, I need to get another STD check. That guy rubbed himself on me and got fluids inside me. I felt it even though he didn’t penetrate me fully, it dripped down inside me. I need the doc to check me out again. I also think I ripped something on the inside of my mouth.”

  “I’m sorry this happened to you again.”

  “Jen, please stop apologizing. I’m alive and h
ere with you, we are okay.”

  We drive in silence the rest of the way. I shut my eyes and listen to the sounds of the motorcycles roaring.

  It feels like forever but we finally make it to the clubhouse.

  “We are here,” Jen says.

  “Thank goodness.”

  She parks next to Jax and Hawk at the front and we both get out of the car. Hawk and Jax are standing by waiting for us by the door. I walk into the clubhouse and Doc is there to greet me.

  “Hey Hannah, Hawk called and said you needed to see me again.”

  “Hey Doc, yeah. Can we talk in private?” I look over to Hawk and Jax. I don’t want them hearing my business.

  We make our way to his office. I take a seat on the hospital bed.

  “What’s going on?” He looks concerned.

  “I was sexually assaulted again. I need to make sure I don’t have anything again. I also need plan B.” His face saddens immensely.

  “Shit. They didn’t tell me this. They should have told me this happened, I would have stayed.”

  “I’m okay. He didn’t penetrate me fully. He had the tip in and was rubbing himself on me and I felt juices from him drip down inside me. I’m worried about being pregnant and STDS. I also think something ripped on the inside of my mouth. It keeps bleeding.”

  “I can give you plan B but we can’t detect anything yet as far as STD’s are concerned.”

  “I’ll take it.”

  “Let me take a look at your mouth.” He takes a look with a pen light. “How did this happen?”

  “One of the guys kissed me and bit me.”

  “Fuck. Sorry, that’s super unprofessional. You’ve just been through hell. Do you need me to examine you further?” I know he’s hinting at checking out my vagina again.

  “No. I should be fine. Nothing’s changed since the last time. Thank you for seeing me.”

  “I’m sorry this happened to you. If you need anything at all or someone to talk to please, I’m always available. I’m going to give you a shot of penicillin just in case. I don’t want to take any chances.”

  “Thanks, Doc.” I drop my leggings and bend over so he can give me the injection.

  “That should do it.”