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“Please.” I leaned forward. “I’ll behave. I just don’t want to go home yet.” My parents were out of town, spending the weekend away like they deserved. But I was an only child and our house was too damn lonely all by myself. I could call my best friends up and ask them to come over but knowing them, they were still dancing it up at the club Sammy and Cyrus had taken me from.
“Not happening, kiddo.” Cyrus’s voice was firm, leaving no room for argument but it didn’t mean I wasn’t willing to take a chance and try.
“You won’t even know I’m there,” I insisted. “Come on. Please. We never do anything together anymore.”
Both of them scoffed.
“We always hang out,” Sammy reminded me.
“Right.” I snorted. “When you two are actually home and not fucking some stranger,” I mumbled.
“Watch your mouth,” Cyrus scolded.
I rolled my eyes. “Just speaking the truth. I’ve seen the women you pick up.”
“Correction, you’ve seen the women Sammy picks up.”
“Used to,” Sammy muttered.
My ears perked up at that. “Oh, do tell! Is there someone in your life, Samson?” I waggled my eyebrows.
“Do not fucking call me that,” he snapped.
I jumped, not expecting him to actually get mad at me over the use of his full name. I had learned throughout the years that he hated when people used his full name. It was always Sammy or Sam. Nothing else and he never said why. But I never expected that me calling him that would piss him off.
“Sorry,” I whispered.
He huffed. “Don’t worry about it.”
“Listen, as much as we want to hang out with you, we are taking you home,” Cyrus interjected.
I only nodded, looking out the window. I didn’t mean to piss Sammy off, but I refused to apologize for stating the truth. How the hell could others get away with having a little fun and I couldn’t? I was sure the women they picked up had filthy mouths on them too. Why couldn’t I have one as well? Oh yeah. Because I was the youngest and it wasn’t normal. I was a good girl. Blah. Blah. Blah.
While the guys continued talking about their plans for after they dropped me off, I stared out the window. I longed for the day that a man would come whisk me away. It was like my family thought I would fall into the arms of the first man who showed any interest in me. Maybe I would but that was none of their business. I just wanted a man who could stand up to the other men in my life and not back down.
“Hey, Bee.”
I smiled as Alex came toward me. He was dressed in a light blue dress shirt that was tucked into black pants.
He smirked, causing that single dimple in his tanned cheek to pop. He ran a hand through his light brown shaggy hair when something caught his eye. His smile fell, the color draining from his face. “I…something’s come up and I can’t actually go on the date anymore.”
“W-What?” I asked, my eyes widening. I followed his gaze.
My dad leaned against the wall, holding a shotgun in his hand. Uncle Greyson stood beside him, cracking his knuckles.
“See you at school, or not,” Alex said quickly and ran toward his car.
Slamming the door shut, I spun on my father and uncle. “You have got to be fucking kidding me.”
Ever since then, I hadn’t been on a date. Word traveled around school rather quickly after that.
Did you know that Bee’s father is a biker?
I heard he’s in the mafia.
I heard her father just got out of jail after killing someone just by looking at him.
Just once I wanted to be able to live my life and not be under the watchful eyes of my father, his club brothers, and the guys I considered family. I knew I sounded like a whiny brat and I should appreciate having the protection and love that I did but it didn’t make experiencing life any easier.
