Breaking Dragon (21 page)

I palm the knife and hide it behind my back. I’m trying to come up with a plan as I watch Dani practically mouth raping Tiny. Ugh, I’m suddenly glad I didn’t eat anything more than toast.

The only thing I can come up with kind of sucks. Stab yuck man, preferably in the balls for his comment about doing me and Dani, then running with my girl and getting the heck out of Dodge. The problem with this sucky ass plan was that it left Nailer unprotected. I hated it, but I figured he’d be running after me and Dani. Actually, I was hoping I’d leave him in bad enough shape he couldn’t do anything again. Yeah it was a sucky ass plan for sure.

Tiny pushes Dani away finally, but I could tell from the look in his eyes it was only so I could join in. I don’t know where bad Nicole had gone lately? But if she was here I’d totally let her take over and stab
this bastard between the eyes. 

“Come on over here puta. Let me see what you got.”

I push the knife down the back of my pants hanging the handle on the rim of my jeans. I send up a silent prayer that I don’t cut myself or the knife doesn’t fall and cut my sixty dollar lingerie set I’m wearing. My luck it will and then fall to the floor where it leaves me, fucked and sadly that’s also in the literal sense.

Ewww, don’t want him after having Dragon.

Well hell there’s bad Nicole now but why did she sound so panicked and afraid?

Oh yeah because fuck I am. I walk over a few steps shooting Dani a--
I’m going to kill you later look.
I almost feel guilty when I see the tears in her eyes. Dani is a beautiful person, but she doesn’t really think before she leaps. Me? I normally over think, but I’m not seeing that as a negative at the moment.

“Take off your shirt. I want to see the merchandise.”

God I don’t want too, but I need him to think I’m going to go along with this plan until I get close enough to do some damage.

Please God, let me do some damage.

I paste what I hope is a scared little girl face. Shit there is not a lot of acting required, I’m pretty damn scared. I lift my pink camouflage thermal shirt off and over my head throwing it on the floor. I loved that shirt and it was uber warm, but I vow that if I survive this, I’m never wearing that damn shirt again.
            

“Oh yeah look at those luscious tits. I’m definitely going to bury my cock in those fuckers. I think you’re starting to grow on me puta
.” 

I want to kill him.

“I’ve never done anything like this…”

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

“That’s okay puta lucky for you I have.”

I get closer to him I feel Dani step back. I’m trying to shore up my courage and keep my hands from shaking. I’m only going to get one shot at this.

“Should I…take my bra off?” I ask and thank the lucky stars above that I wore a bra that clasps in the back today.

“Oh yeah, show ole’ Tiny what you got for him.”

He asked right? Deep breath…one…two…My hand goes back as if to unhook my bra, but instead I move it down to grasp the knife. Three…. I tighten my hand up around the knife, praying that it was as big and sharp as it seemed and in my panic I think of three places to stab. Balls are way too low and would take too long and I could miss. Eye, I could hit it but he might have time to block it and he sure is sure to be a lot stronger than me. So I go for the gut. It’s closer, I can reach it easier and he has less time to fight off the attack.

I scream as I stab him, I’m not sure it helps but it makes me feel better. The knife slices in and it takes some force but I manage to get it in deep. Blood spews forth and the sight of it going around my hand and out of the wound is horrible. I want to hold onto the knife, but my hand is so slick that I can’t. As the bastard falls back against the couch cussing and calling me names that would make a sailor blush, I yell at Dani to run. We take off with him cursing in the background. I don’t look back. I read somewhere that looking back is wrong, bad wrong. Besides that, in all of the scary movies the silly bitches that look back always get their throats slashed.
We run towards the SUV that Nailer and I rode in. Fuck no fucking keys! 

“Tiny has mine!” Dani yells out panicking big time now, but I’m right there with her.

“We have to hit the hills. We’ll circle around and come back out on the main road by Dragon’s compound!”

“Nic! You know what the hills are like it’s impossible to follow a back road!”

“Just do it Dani! Jesus we don’t have time to debate it.”

We take off running towards the hills and I just pray we can get away and to safety before Tiny finds us. While we’re running towards the hills, I hear the front screen door open and I know that’s not good.

Shit.

Chapter 20

Nicole

Okay my plan to hit the hills in hindsight wasn’t a very good one. Dani and I had been on the run now for a good hour and I wasn’t sure how long it would take a person to walk fifteen miles but I was pretty sure we had done it. We’re currently sitting on a log right now trying to catch our breath.

When we first started, I thought I heard Tiny chasing after us, but it has been silent since. I’m hoping the fucker had died from his stab wound, but I’m not holding my breath. It seems my luck is not that great.

I’m freezing. Dani hadn’t been wearing a jacket and while she offered me her shirt, I figured I had more meat on my bones and could withstand the cold longer. I’m starting to think that was a fucked up idea. I’m so cold and tired at this point I’m numb.

“Shit Nic, I’m sorry. It’s just Dragon went so crazy the other night with Skull and then I saw those photos. I was worried about you! You have to understand…”

Dani had been crying and I totally understood what she was saying, but I couldn’t lie and say I wasn’t pissed too.

“It’s okay Dani let’s just concentrate on getting out of this mess.” I say getting up to continue walking, leaving her to follow me.

“You’re still pissed.” She says as we start trudging through the briars and trees.

“You shouldn’t have tried to set me up. You didn’t even know that man! You put both of us in danger without even thinking!”

“He hasn’t been like that before today, I swear Nic.”

“Oh wow so he was like great for a whole freaking day or two and just turned psycho, nutty, crazy the last fucking hour?” I bite back—okay I might be a little madder than first estimated.

“That’s not fair! You haven’t known Dragon that long either and it’s clear he’s a little unhinged. Did you not see those photos?”

“I did, but what I know that you don’t Dani is that Dragon is good to me and he’s a good man. There are things going on at his club. I don’t understand it and we haven’t talked about it, but I know there was a woman raped and beaten and she’s in bad shape. I trust Dragon enough to believe that whatever he did, there was a reason!”

“It still doesn’t make it right!” Dani argued.

“I heard the boys talking Dani, the woman was a sweet, innocent woman that they all thought a lot of. She was beaten unconscious and raped! I don’t care what you think is right. If that had been you, I would have wanted Dragon to get revenge too!”

“You’re freaking whacked. You’re so wrapped up in Dragon you can’t see that he’s not a good guy! You do not need to be mixed up in this shit Nic.”

“What is your problem?” I yell and turn on her. Another mistake! I should be letting her ass lead so she’d hit the briars first. She at least has a long sleeved shirt on!

“I’ll tell you what my problem is! You were supposed to sleep with him and have some fun! Not just agree to move into his club and become his personal bitch! You have no idea what you’re getting into with a man like him!”

It hits me then what is really wrong with Dani. I should have guessed it earlier but it just didn’t click into place. I take a deep breath.

“Dani, Dragon isn’t Michael.”

“Michael didn’t seem like Michael in the beginning Nic. You even have to admit that. Hell you liked him!”

“I did and you’re right. I know Michael fucked you up in a big way. I get that Dani, but you’re reacting in all the wrong ways here. You have got to quit letting the past control your future. Michael is gone.”

“Some scars don’t heal,” she grumbles and pushes past me.

I sigh. There wasn’t much more I could say. Dani had every right to feel like she did.

“Dani, Dragon protects me. He’d never hurt me.”

“Save it Nic. I saw the look in his eyes. I’m all too familiar with that look and with the excuses women make.”

I let it go. It didn’t matter what I told her about Dragon, she wasn’t going to listen. Besides, I had bigger worries.

“Hold up, I know we’ve passed that damn rock before.” I say turning around to stare at the huge rock that looks like one we would have used like a big slide growing up.

“Fuck!” Dani growls and that about summed it up. “I told you going into the hills was a bad idea! Son of a bitch!”

So I could clearly mark down that Dani didn’t deal well with panic. Good to know, wish I had known that earlier!

“Calm down. We’ll just turn right and start going that way it’s heading towards the road. Surely we can get our bearings then.” I rationalize.

“I thought you said the road was too dangerous!”

“For God sakes, you’re not listening to me about anything
else, why listen now?” I huff and push in front of her.  I start
walking to the right. She could follow or not at this point.

Chapter 21

Dancer

“I told you I don’t want you here.”

It was hateful of me, I knew it. I looked over at my brothers. Dragon and Crusher, the two men who had been my only family since the time I was fifteen. We grew up in hell together. We knew more about each other than any one person should ever know about the other. I’d die for each of the men sitting in front of me. I would eat a mother fucking bullet for them and not blink an eye. Still, I didn’t want them here. I looked around the cold little 12x12 room. It’s barren and devoid of color. That’s how it’s meant to be though. Because from the day that door slammed behind me, there has been no color. Five hundred sixty four days and every day grew darker. Thirteen thousand five hundred thirty six hours…I glance at the clock high up on the wall…six hours, and twenty odd minutes, since my life became this hell.

The silver of the table matches the cold silver clasped around my wrists. Fucking guards keep these on me lately. It’s just another way of poking the bear. Another way to mock and belittle and get to me, I don’t let that shit show, but I know its working. Deep down inside, I feel another layer of respect torn away. I’ve fought hard to get that shit. It took years to make a life I was fucking proud of and I did it. It took one act to destroy it and hell the fucked up truth of it all was I’d do it again. Maybe I was the moron the guards liked to call me.

“You knew we’d be here just like always.” Crusher says looking his normal cocky self. I was like that once wasn’t I? I thought nothing could touch me too. I was wrong, so fucking wrong.

“How ya’ doin’ brother?” Dragon asks.

My eyes move over to him. He wasn’t a pretty mother fucker that was for sure. Big, dark, scarred and hard as nails, that was Dragon. He looked a little different today though. Dragon was a self contained time bomb, wrapped so fucking tight that the brothers and I would take bets on what would happen when he finally blew. The Dragon before me now looked relaxed and at ease.

“Fucking laugh a minute here Drag. Since you fuckers made the trek here, maybe you can tell me why?”

“Been hearing shit and I can’t help but wonder why you haven’t reached out to us Dancer.”

“Not a fucking thing you can do Drag, some things are out of your hands.”

“Not fucking likely Dancer and don’t pull this shit again.” Dragon responds.

I know he thinks he can help, but he has no idea the fucked up shit that goes on behind these doors. I can’t allow myself to get my hopes up that anything my boy does will change things. Chances are if he does anything it will just make things worse—a fuck of a lot worse.

“Let it go Drag. I know you want to help, but some things you can’t do and chances are you’ll end up making it worse.”

“Dancer man…” Dragon growled raking his hand over his hair in frustration. I knew this was killing him. If he really knew what was going on with me…fuck. I can’t think about that anyway, because no one will know what happened here. If I ever see the light of day, I plan on drinking it out of my memory.

“What’s up with you anyway? You seem different?” I ask mostly to change the subject but also because part of me wanted to know what the fuck was up.

Crush laughs his cocky little snort of a laugh and I watch as Dragon smiles. He fucking smiled. What the hell? I’d known Dragon more years than I could count and I can’t ever remember the son of a bitch smiling.

“Boss man has a woman.” Crush said stretched out and grinning like a damn Cheshire cat towards Dragon.