by H. J. Bellus
Motherfuckers! Stand to ruin everything Mayor has built for us. They want to knock us off one by one. What for? A little piece of that elusive power and greed that threatens to poison everyone’s good intentions.
“Grizz.”
The sound of her voice quickly draws me from the hot water and my thoughts.
Pulling back the shower curtain, I see Piper standing before me. “Yeah?” I ask.
She begins crying hard. “I, uh, I need you.”
I push the shower curtain the rest of the way back and hold out my hand to her. Piper is fully clothed, but takes my hand and enters the hot shower with me.
“I got you, Piper girl, and I’ve so much to make up for.”
I pull her tank top over her head, immediately recognizing it. Then those yoga pants she was so excited for when I bought them. She is left in my boxers.
Piper tilts her dead down in shame. “I need you on me, Griff.”
I grab her by the waist and lift her to my chest. Piper has definitely lost weight over the last couple weeks. Her normally fleshy mid-section is now hollow with her ribs visible. She wraps her legs around me, resting her sweet head on my shoulder as she cries.
“You haven’t been eating, Piper.”
“You hurt me bad, Grizz.”
“I know, baby.”
Now is not the time to let her know of my plan. She’ll know when the moment is right and I can only hope she’ll realize I’m doing it all to give her back her normal life. I find her fucking bottle of girly soap and gently squeeze some on her back.
“Girly-smelling, bubbly shower make up for anything?” I whisper into Piper’s hair.
“No, but I won’t deny you the right to give it to me.”
My hands run over the surface of Piper’s delicate body while the scent of her girly crap fills the shower. Finally, I set her down and wash her hair. I would never tell her, but she looks like shit. She was always so shiny and put together even when she had nothing do it with. Her auburn red hair has lost its sparkle. It’s almost as if the Piper I know is slowly dying bit by bit.
Spinning her around, I make Piper Jones face me and I ask her a question. “Will you make love to me?”
“Take me to bed, Grizzy.”
I chuckle at the nickname she gave me, and wonder if she’ll notice the new ink covering my ribs. I know what needs to be done, and I’ll do it to save her, but I need this last night to be with her and let myself finally love someone.
Piper drags me from the shower, first stripping off her soaking wet boxers and then pulling me the rest of the way into her bedroom. I watch as Piper silently pushes me down on the bed and soaks in every ounce of me. It’s as if she too knows this is our last time together. We both take things very slowly and delicately embrace each move the other makes. I try to memorize every part of her as she lowers herself down to me. I watch as she trails her lips up the inside of my leg. I can no longer stand not touching my girl. I grab the back of her head, forcing her closer to me.
Piper pushes herself up, meets my erection with her mouth, and begins to suck me. The sensation of her mouth wrapped around my cock nearly makes me blow my load. Instead I force myself to think about us and our future that can never happen to hold off my impending orgasm. I want to fill Piper with cum as she rides me. I need our orgasms to release at the same time and bond together forever.
“Piper—stop, please,” I beg her.
She ignores me and keeps fucking me hard with her mouth. Given only one option, I pull her by the hair hard enough to get her mouth to pop off my dick. Without words, I guide her further up me. When we are face to face, I reach up, kissing her deep, thick scar. Tears fill my eyes when I think about that day and her scar. I lost everything that day: Chrome, Piper, my club, and my freedom. It was all corrupted by two very greedy individuals.
Piper’s eyes dart to my ribs, and in this instance I know she sees it. The words which cover the whole span of my torso. The same ones I will die by and the words that now mean more to me than she’ll ever know. ‘Piper girl’. I watch as she bends downs and kisses each letter in her name and then follows suit with the letters in girl. It’s then I notice the tears flowing from her eyes.
“You’re leaving me for good, aren’t you?” she whispers against the tattoo.
“Piper, I have a job to do.”
She rises above me and grabs the sides of my face, gripping onto my now growing beard and speaks words I’ll never forget. “I love you, Griffith Dean King. Never forget that. You’ll always be worth loving in my eyes. If you can ever come back to me, please do.”
I allow Piper to control everything this time. She sits back on me, placing both her hands on my chest, and guides me into her. The look on her face, the parting of her lips, and the moan that escapes her makes my chest split wide open for the girl. I continue to watch as Piper works herself up and down on me while gripping and pulling at me to control her excitement and build-up.
With each glide of her warm pussy down on me, I fight the urge to kidnap her again, throw her on my bike, and run. I could do it. Run away with my girl. Leave all the shit behind. The only problem would be looking over my shoulder for the rest of our lives. They will all die and Piper will be safe. That is the only option.
“I love you, Piper,” escapes my lips.
With my words, she drives hard onto me, losing all control. I find myself bucking up to meet each one of her pushes.
“Grizz, oh my god, Grizz, I’m going to go.”
“Go, baby,” I whisper.
I finally shed a single tear as I feel Piper’s pussy gripping my cock for the last time as she finds her release. It causes me to cum hard. Piper falls forward on me, and we both silently fall asleep, still connected.
I awake the next morning in the same exact position I remember falling asleep in, with Piper on my chest. Her auburn hair is fanned out on my chest with her petite hand placed firmly on my shoulder. She’s holding on. I know Piper has the fight and will to get what she wants, but sadly, this time I can’t let her win.
With just a quick look at her and a few simple thoughts, I’m hard and ready to enter her. Positioning my growing cock at her entrance, I nudge it in her slowly until I’m balls deep. Piper stirs to life and flashes me a quick smile.
“Quick fuck?” she asks.
“You know me well. I never turn down a quick fuck.”
Piper giggles and hides her face in my chest.
“Don’t go getting shy on me now.”
“I want to see my tattoo as you quick fuck me this time.”
I roll over, covering Piper’s small frame while still inside her and give her what she wants. She keeps her tiny hand on my ribs, gripping onto her name while moaning and bucking her hips up to me.
“Wait for me,” she whispers.
I don’t lose the meaning of her demand. It’s more than sex. She’s asking me to wait.
“You know quick fucks don’t work that way.”
“Please, Grizz, if you have the chance or see a crack forming, wait for me. Come back to me,” she moans as her pussy grips me tight.
I follow Piper’s release, letting go of everything I have inside her.
“I have to leave, Piper girl. I love you.”
Pulling out of her is the hardest thing I’ve had to do. How in the hell will I find enough courage to walk away from this girl? I pull on my jeans, leaving behind an extra pair of boxers for her. I don’t want to shower, washing off her smell. I want it on me as I lay some motherfucking bullets in some skulls to save her.
I stride over to the bed one last time and lay a gentle kiss on Piper’s forehead. Looking into her eyes, the first things that magnetized me to her, I let her go forever. Piper raises just enough to softly kiss my lips. As I shut the door, I hear her cries but keep walking.
“Titan. Digger. Let’s go now. Mayley, give this letter to Piper after we leave. Stay with her until she gets back home to Thomas.”
The fact Piper didn’t put u
p a fight when I walked away stings like hell. On the other hand, I understand her. The boys rise to their feet and follow me. We make our way to our bikes, saddle up, and get ready to ride. That’s when I hear Piper’s voice. Turning back, I see her flying down the stairs in her purple tank and cheetah print yoga pants, her hair wild and her face red and puffy.
“Don’t leave me, Grizz. Don’t. Take me. I’ll go,” she begs as she flies to me.
I wrap my arms around her, trying to settle her down. I notice Digger going ape shit crazy and I know why. Piper can’t be spotted by anyone.
“Go back in the house, baby. I gotta go. Please just listen to me.”
“I want you. Please, Grizz, please.”
Mayley tries grabbing Piper, but fails.
“Don’t fucking touch me, Mayley. If you are my true friend, you’ll leave me here with him,” Piper warns.
She’s not going to let go or give up her fight for me. My previous thoughts are completely wrong—her fighting for me hurts like hell. Titan nods to me, encouraging me to do the right thing; Digger nods the same approval. With heavy hands, I put on my helmet, push Piper backwards, and fire up my engine. Piper quickly springs to her feet, clutching at me again, Mayley pulls her back once again, giving me just enough time to drive away. Looking over my shoulder, I see Piper in a heap on the ground with Mayley trying to help her up.
Chapter 10
Piper
“Piper, you have to eat. It’s been two days. You are eating today,” Mayley demands. She grabs me by the hair, sits me up, and crams a piece of grilled cheese into my mouth. “Now chew, bitch.”
Since Grizz left, I haven’t talked, eaten, or even felt a thing. He left me numb and broken. Mayley finally managed to get me back in the apartment and my body hasn’t left the couch. She tried coaxing me into opening a letter that Grizz left for me. I wanted nothing.
“You’ll finish this sandwich and then I’m dragging your stinky ass into the tub.”
“No, leave me alone. I’ll eat and then shower. You’ve done enough by keeping me alive the last two days.”
True to my word, I eat and shower. I don’t tell Mayley that I threw up the food in the bathroom. Empty. That’s what I want to be forever.
“It’s time now. Read this letter. I’ll be out in the living room when you’re done,” she says, tossing an envelope in my lap.
I open the letter, not knowing what to expect.
Piper,
This has been the hardest decision I’ve ever had to make. Just know that if you are holding this letter, it’s only a matter of days before you get your freedom back.
I’m taking care of all of it. I don’t want you to know any details, so you will never be indicted or made witness to anything. Just know everything I’m doing is out of love for you. Never doubt that.
Piper, once you get your freedom back, go kick ass in the business world. Take off right where you left, and don’t stand down to anyone. Quit sucking dick to make it to the top and fight with your heart instead. You got it, girl. I’m leaving the cabin and everything I own to you.
Love,
Grizz
“Mayley,” I scream, marching out into the living room. “What did he do?”
“I don’t know. Honestly, I don’t. They wouldn’t tell me anything besides to stay in this apartment until Digger comes for us.”
“What has he done?” I yell again.
“Settle down. Titan is out there, too. He believed enough in Grizz’s plan to go on the road with him. We’ll sit our little happy asses here until further notice. No questions asked.”
Mayley grabs a tub of chocolate ice cream from the freezer and two spoons.
“We eat. We watch TV. We wait.”
She surely has been through this type of hideout before with no concern plastered across her face, or she has one hell of a poker face. Mayley plops down on the couch and signals me to join her. I resist the urge to stomp off to my bedroom. She turns on Dirty Dancing and we eat ice cream. Then Mayley eats more ice cream. I pass up the urge to hit a sugar coma tonight.
When Dirty Dancing finishes, Mayley pops in Shrek. When I question her with my stare, she just shrugs her shoulders and replies, “It’s Titan’s favorite.”
“Mayley, I doubt I’ll make it through the whole movie, but thanks for being here for me,” I say, and snuggle down further into the couch.
I make it about halfway through the movie before I drift off to sleep. Donkey’s voice lulls me to sleep. Grizz’s face doesn’t escape me, nor the pain that filled him the last time he made love to me. I wonder if he’ll ever come back to me. If he’ll survive this war he’s fighting or if he’ll ever truly believe in himself enough that he’s worthy of being loved. Yes, I have a feeling that Grizz will always be on my mind. Sleep finally wins over Grizz and the sounds of Donkey.
“Mayley, open up,” comes a loud, yet familiar sound.
I try to stir awake and wipe the sleep from my eyes, but can’t quite decipher if the noise is truly happening or part of my imagination. I feel Mayley stir on the other end of the couch.
“Open the fucking door, Mayley. I know you’re in there,” yells the voice again, followed by crushing pounds on the door.
I kick Mayley with my leg to try and wake her, this time I know it isn’t part of my dream. My first instinct is to run to Grizz or Digger, but then reality bitch slaps me straight across my face.
“Mayley, someone’s at the door. Wake up,” I hiss, and shake her shoulders.
“I’m awake. I’m awake,” she replies, sitting up.
The pounding and hollering continues. Mayley’s eyes finally light up with realization.
“It’s Mayor,” she whispers.
“Is that good? That’s good, right?”
Mayley shrugs her shoulders, grabs her cell phone, and dials a number.
“Who are you calling?”
“Titan,” she whispers.
He doesn’t answer and the pounding continues. Mayley finally makes her way to the door, peering through the peephole.
“It’s him and he’s alone,” she whispers.
I shrug my shoulders, truly having no idea of what to do.
“Mayor,” she finally shouts.
“Jesus Christ, kid, let me in.”
Mayley unlocks the door. Mayor is on the other side and clearly by himself. Is this part of Grizz’s plan? He is the prez, the guy who saved Grizz and the one he trusts with everything.
“Just coming to check on you girls,” he whispers.
“What’s wrong?” Mayley asks.
“Where’s Titan?”
“I don’t know,” she responds.
Mayor keeps nodding, but his message is lost. He starts mouthing words to us. Mayley opens her mouth to ask a question, but Mayor silences her with a finger to his lips. Is somebody listening?
“Don’t say anything,” he finally whispers.
They always say you will realize the moment your life is about to end. And in this moment, everything flashes before me. My momma dressed in her apron cooking for her family, my dad on his good days, the day he shot her and their blood splashed on everything, my college years, hours and hours of overtime, Thomas, the doughnut, Portland, and finally Grizz. I see Grizz riding away from me, claiming to save my life. The vision of his long, lean torso covered with his dark hoodie and cut, driving away is the last memory I can find to hold on to.
In a flash, three men enter the apartment. One grabs Mayor by the throat, while the other two ransack the joint. When the two other men appear, I instantly recognize one of them: Iceman.
“Where the fuck are they?” he roars.
Nobody answers, instead the room falls silent.
The man holding Mayor lets go of him. In slow motion, he unveils a gun from his hip and shoots Mayor in the back of the head. Blood spatters the tiny living space as Mayor’s body falls face first to the ground. The man fires three more bullets into Mayor’s lifeless body.
“Now fucking talk
or you’re next,” he sneers, turning his gun on Mayley.
“I-I—don’t know.”
“Talk, bitch,” he roars, sticking the barrel of the gun down her throat.
Mayley adamantly shakes her head back and forth, while her silent tears stream down her face. He eases back on the gun, allowing her to talk.
“I really don’t know. Titan told us nothing. I swear. They left nothing.”
I stand and watch Mayley not say a word, not even the tiniest clue to Titan’s whereabouts. Deep down I know better, she knows more than she lets on, but nothing, not even a gun lodged down her throat, will convince her to turn on him.
Iceman grabs me from behind, ripping me to him by my hair.
“’Bout time I finally get you to myself. No Grizz around this time to save your ass. My cock is going to feel so good sinking into you.”
I instantly fight against him but to no avail. His grip tightens and his hands wander all over me.
“Fight me, bitch, I dare you. I fucking dare you.”
Using one elbow, I throw it as hard as I can back into his gut. His laughter fills the room with my blow.
“That’s all you got, Piper girl?” he taunts.
Iceman rips my pants from my body, snaking his hand down the front of my underwear.
“Don’t! STOP NOW. Kill me,” I scream and beg.
The other two men are watching Iceman’s actions. Mayley is screaming and battling against her captor. He’s obviously relaxed a bit, watching Iceman’s show. I want to scream to Mayley to grab his gun or at least knock it loose from his hands, giving us a small chance to escape. Then I feel Iceman’s fingers on me and in me. The other men start laughing at my cries and screams of horror as he invades me.
“Fuck this,” the one holding Mayley finally yells. “We need that one.” He signals to me.
In one swift action, he throws Mayley to the ground and fires two shots. All I see is blood and brains. Mayor’s brains, Mayley’s blood, and their bodies in front of me, lifeless. Everything instantly goes black and Iceman’s fingers are the least of my worries.
