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Levi, Sniper's best friend, was patched in three days ago and given the name Pitbull because, well, he got to run after by one last weekend, and it was fucking hilarious. His arms and legs flapped around while horror showed on his face. Bear in mind that the dog was harmless; he just wanted a bit of his hamburger. Liam is due to be patched next week.
I take another sip of my beer as one of my worst mistakes comes to mind, causing my girl to run out on me, making me squeeze my eyes shut, knowing it'll take a lot to convince her to give us another shot.
I stumble from my seat and head over to the hallway. I'm at Devil's temptation, hoping to forget the girl I gave my heart to, the girl I'm in love with.
How could she lie to me?
How sure are you that she was lying?A voice whispers, and I tell it to shut up.
Fuck my heart hurts. I want her back, but I don't. How can someone lie about a sick child?
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
I stumble into the wall as Suzy rushes over, wearing only a tiny mini skirt and nipple pasties. Fuck, she looks hot. She places her hand on my chest as lust shines in her brown eyes. "Hey baby, do you want me to help you forget the liar?"
I blink a couple of times, my dick perking up, wanting to get wet, before my girl's eyes pop into my head, making my dick stand straight, and I push her up against the wall, my lips descending on hers, making her moan as I shove my tongue into her mouth after she willingly opens. Her hand goes to my jean-covered dick and rubs it hard as I place my hand on her covered nipples, removing the little plaster before rubbing my thumb over her peaks, making her gasp and move her head back, hitting the wall with a thud. My lips automatically go to her neck as her hand moves quicker against my jeans, making my dick twitch with the need to cum.
I pinch her nipple and suck against her neck, making her moan, "Oh God, yes, Snake, more, more," and I stop my attack on her and furrow my brows in confusion.
Why in the fuck is Sarah calling me my road name?
My thoughts stop.
Because this isn't Sarah. Sarah lied to me; this is Suzy.
My dick automatically deflates as nausea fills me with a ton of guilt, and I gasp, pushing away from her. She furrows her brows, and I shake my head, running out of the hallway as she calls for me to return and finish her off.
Breaker looks concerned as I make it near the bar, grabbing my arm, "Brother?"
I shake my head, "Fuck, fuck, fuck. What did I just do? I feel like I just cheated. Why the fuck do I feel like I just cheated? Fuck…”
He winces and grips my arm tighter, guiding me outside before getting in my face, "Brother, you feel like you just cheated because you're not done with her yet. Somewhere deep inside you, past the betrayal and the hurt of your past, a part of you doesn't believe the crap that has been said. You've spoken to Mary; you know that sweet girl. Sarah isn't Amber; I know you never loved her, but you thought of her as a friend, and she betrayed you, but somewhere deep inside, you know your girl wouldn't do this to you. You've just got to get your head and heart on the same page before losing that girl for good."
I shake my head before gripping it, not wanting to believe his words, a part of me knows he's fucking right.
I pushed her away, and she allowed it.
But she lied!A voice whispers before I shout, "FUCK…" in frustration, not knowing what to do or believe, all while my patched brother watches on in concern.
Sniper and Breaker bring me back, sitting on either side. "Big brother, you should know by now that drinking will not help your situation."
I snort and shove Sniper, "It's just a beer, and like fuck will I ever make that mistake again."
He nods, "She's not at her sister's grave, but Breaker did notice her truck, which should be scrapped, not that she'll listen, outside her parent's place."
I sigh and nod. They wouldn't allow me to find her; I needed to calm down first and think rationally. I didn't cheat; I know this, but it still felt like cheating, which is just as bad, and the fact that it hurt her... I shake my head before tapping the counter.
"I guess it's time I talk with my girl."
They both nod as Breaker speaks up, "Fight brother," and I give him a pat on the back, heading out ready to grovel for my girl as much as possible because, like, fuck am I letting her go.
She's my heart.
It doesn't take me long before I pull outside her parents' house, parking next to her truck, and I swallow hard as I look at the family home. It must have been so fucking hard to come back here, yet this is the place she thought of hiding out in, where her sister's memories cover every surface. Swallowing hard, I man up and climb off my bike before heading to the door. I grab the spare key Gerry told me about under the butterfly Mary painted when she was five with Sarah and unlock the door. I look around the clean living area, the dark brown sofa sitting in front of the fire pit, a TV sitting on the wall above, and pictures of my girl and her sister littering the mantelpiece, making me smile before my eyes go to the stairs, knowing that's most likely where she'll be.
I walk up to them, looking at all the photos of my girl growing up. You can see when her smile changes after she turns seventeen, after finding out about her sister's illness. The tightness in her eyes proved how much she struggled, yet no one noticed. With a shake of my head, I reach the top of the stairs and look around. I see a door open and head that way, but I stop outside a pink door with Mary's name. On instinct, I open the door to find my girl curled up, cuddling what looks to be a butterfly pillow on a pink princess queen bed.
Our eyes connect, and my heart breaks at the tears in hers.
