Renegade Lady (31 page)

“Yeah, I heard one of the bitches put up a fight.”

I nod to him.  “Yeah, she didn’t want to give Timmons up.  Stupid bitch didn’t realize we already knew about him.”

“It was more than that,” Chipper says.

“What?”

He shrugs.  “It was Leah, the one Preach has been fuckin’.  Guess she thought sucking his dick meant she would earn a get out of jail free card.  When that didn’t happen, she got nasty and threatened Daisy. Told Preach that Timmons had a thing for little girls.  She figured as small as Daisy is, that he’d probably like a piece of her.  Then said, when she left, she’d make sure Timmons’ knew where to find Daisy.”

“Oh, shit.”

He nods.  “Yeah, guess Preach blew her brains out right there in front of everyone.”

Fuck!  Wish I would’ve known that shit before I took my fist to him.  Killing’s never easy, but killing a woman…  Shit, I don’t even want to think about that.  “I need to get to the clubhouse.  Just let me know if I need to get some boys over to do clean up.”

He lifts his chin to me then pulls away, me following close behind him. 

Thirty minutes later, I pull into the club house parking lot.  I’m surprised to see so many of the boys’ bikes on the lot.  Guess everyone decided to pull Jenna duty today.  Just as I’m walking towards the door, I hear Reese shout.   “Get everyone on lockdown, right now.  Ice is fuckin’ gone.”

It takes a second for the words to make their way into my brain.  When they do, I double over and shout out, “
Fuck
!”

I feel a hand on my shoulder and look up.  Timber is looking down to me.  “Get your shit together, man. We got to get Jenna home.”

I slowly straighten up and walk into the clubhouse, doing my best to hide my fear.  All my brothers freeze up as soon as they see me, each wondering what I’m going to do.  I can’t let them see that I have no fuckin’ idea.  “When’s the last time anyone seen her?”

Daisy pulls away from a group of old ladies that have converged in the corner; each one with tears streaming down their face.  “She told me she had to go to the bathroom.  That was about twenty minutes ago.”

I look towards Rum.  “Bring me Krista.”

For some reason, I just know she’s the key to all this. She can tell me what I need to know. I just need to get information from her.

His face goes pale before he responds.  “She’s not here, Pres.”

“What the fuck do you mean, she’s not here? I put you in charge of her ass.”

He nods, “I know Kidd.  I was watching her, I swear.  I just came down to get her lunch, and Ice called me over to ask a question.  I wasn’t away from her door more than ten minutes.  I made sure the lock was secure before I left her. She must’ve climbed out the fuckin’ window.”

That stupid bitch! She probably did this, and I put Jenna right in her hands by making her stay at the clubhouse today.  I’m gonna put a bullet in the bitch’s fuckin’ head, and not even blink an eye afterwards. No one fucks with my girl.

Jenna

I wake up with pain pounding through my head.  Shit!  I slowly open my eyes and look around.  My vision is fuzzy, but I think I’m at the club’s warehouse.  What the hell am I doing here? The question barely passes through my mind when Timmons walks up and crouches down in front of me.  “Finally awake, Jenna.  That’s good.  I wouldn’t want you to miss any of the fun.”

I have to stop myself from shrinking away from him.  “What do you want?” I whisper out, causing my head to pound even more. 

An evil smile crosses his face.  “I want my old lady back.”

I close my eyes to hide the fear I’m feeling from him.  I can’t let him see that I’m afraid.  Even as a kid, it didn’t take me long to figure out that he got off on my fear.  “Well then, you better go look for her, ‘cause I’m Kidd’s old lady.”

As soon as the words leave my mouth, he sends his fist flying into my face.  The pain is so severe, I can’t stop myself from crying out. 

I hear him chuckle before he places his hand on my leg and starts running it up and down my thigh.  “I missed you, sweet thing.  It’s gonna be so much fun having you back.”

The feel of him touching my body makes me angry, so fuckin’ angry.  He has no right to lay a hand on me.  I’m Kidd’s woman, but even if I wasn’t, Timmons should never touch me again.  “Get the fuck away from me.”

His chuckle turns to a laugh.  “Oh, yeah.  This is gonna be fun.”

“Why?” I ask through clenched teeth. 

“I told you, I wanted my old lady back.”

I start to shake my head, but stop when the pain starts again.  “No, you stupid fucker.  Why the hell are you here now?  If you wanted me so fuckin’ bad, why did you wait so long?”

He straightens up and starts to pace across the floor.  “The old man, he wouldn’t let me come.  Didn’t want problems with Big Clifty crew.  My own fuckin’ father let them take my woman away and didn’t do shit about it, but that shit’s changed now.  Dear old Dad’s got Alzheimer’s, barely even knows his own name.  Since your Dad is running the show now, I can do whatever the fuck I want.”

I close my eyes again.  This time to hide my pain.  He did it to me again. My father gave me to a monster again.  “As soon as they figure out I’m gone, Kidd will know you took me.  There will not be a rock big enough for you to hide under.”

He stops pacing and looks to me, another evil grin crosses his face.  “But that’s the beauty of my plan.  See, right now, my ass is sitting in Mateland, at least that’s what Brew’s going to tell Kidd.”

“Kidd already knows you’re here.”

He shrugs.  “I was here, but I got home early this morning.  I came down here to get my other bitch back, but when I couldn’t find her, I left.  Even if Kidd doesn’t believe Brew, there’ll be nothing he can do.  The stupid fucker’s still letting his dad lead him around by the balls, even though the bastard’s dead.   I know his dad told him to keep the peace with my father, so he won’t lay a finger on me.”

My God!  Is this dick that stupid, or is he losing his damn mind?  There’s no way he can think Kidd would let someone take his old lady.  “Kidd will kill you. I don’t give a shit who your dad is.”

“Bullshit. Kidd and Chipper have more loyalty to Killer than you. Why do you think no one came after me before?” Timmons says, sounding cocky. I don’t believe a word he says. The guy’s an ass.

“Mostly because Kidd never knew, but the minute he found out, he wanted you dead. Also, why the fuck is Kidd cutting the Mateland crew? Huh?” I say smirking.

His face pales. Guess he hadn’t heard that bit of news before.  Kidd hasn’t actually told me that he’s doing it, but I’ve heard enough mumbling around the club in the last two days to know that it’s true. 

“Between you, the drugs going missing, and all the money that your charter has lost the club, your charter is useless to the MC.” I pause a second to let the words sink in before I shift into Ice mode.  “When Kidd gets here, it will be buh-bye, loser.”

“You fuckin’ cunt! You did this shit! You fucked everything up!” he yells, reaching down to land another punch. 

This time I’m ready though.  I scoot back and scramble to my feet.   “My fault?  How in the hell do you think it’s my fault? I’m not the fuckin’ pedophile rapist sicko! You are.  I’ve never done shit to you.  It was you who took something from me when I was only sixteen; something that should have been Kidd’s!”

He shrugs off my words as if they’re nothing.  “Old enough to bleed; old enough to breed.”

Sick Bastard! 

“What about when I was eleven?  Huh?  I wasn’t bleeding then.  You remember that, don’t you?  When you crawled into my bed and made me put your cock in my mouth the first time!” I scream.

“Who gives a shit?  You were fuckin’ hot even back then, and blowing me didn’t hurt you. Hell, by the time I claimed you, you were taking dick like a pro,” he says with a laugh.  His anger is fading, but his disgustingness is coming out even more.

I can’t take this anymore.  I can’t take listening to him talk about me like I was some whore he was training.  If he’s gonna kill me, I wish he’d just get it over with.  “So what the hell are you going to do with me?  With Kidd on your ass, you can’t keep me for your old lady, so I’m not gonna do you much good.”

“You’re gonna die, but first we’re going to have a little fun.”

I sneer at him, letting him see every ounce of my anger.  “You bring that little worm you call a dick anywhere near me, and I promise you that I’ll bite the damn thing off.”

“You can’t bite shit when it’s between your legs.”

I smile, flashing him my teeth.  “Try me.”

He takes a small step back and stares at me, as if he’s never saw me before. “What the fuck happened to you?”

“I grew the fuck up.  Back then, you were dealing with a kid.  This time, you got a woman on your hands,” I shout. “Either kill me, or let me go.  I want to get back to my man.”

“No!” He yells, sounding almost manic.  “Chipper took you from me years ago. He should’ve never done that.  Then Kidd tried to claim you as his old lady. Since they took you from me, I’m taking you from them.”

“I wasn’t yours!” I scream. “I was just a little girl!”

Timmons fires off a shot, hitting the wall a few feet above my head.  “Shut the hell up.”

I start to run, hoping to avoid the next shot, but freeze when I notice something from the corner of my eye.  I start to thank God that Kidd has made it in time, but instead of seeing him, I see Krista slowly making her way into the room. What the fuck?

She’s just a few feet inside the door when she bumps into one of pallets on the floor.  Timmons turns towards the noise, gun drawn.  He stares at her a second then slowly lowers his gun.  “What the fuck are you doing here?  I told you to stay at the clubhouse.  You were supposed to send them after the Lords.”

“They didn’t believe me.  They knew it was you, and they threatened to kill me if I didn’t tell them where you were.  As soon as they left me alone, I ran.”

I know she’s lying.  If my guys thought she had anything to do with me be kidnapped, they wouldn’t have let her out of their sight.  That means she’s running a game on Timmons. I just hope she was smart enough to include the boys in her plan.

“Fuck!” Timmons shouts, and then walks to her and knocks her to the floor.  “You can’t do shit right.”

He then turns to me.  “This one here has been my eyes and ears in the club.  She had one simple little job.  She just had to get you alone, but no, she couldn’t do that.  Couldn’t get Kidd into her bed either, but I’ve had you both.  I can’t say I blame Kidd.  You’re a much better fuck.”

While he talks, I notice Krista crawling towards me. My eyes narrow and I wonder what the hell she’s doing. I can see a knife sticking out of the waist band of her pants.  It’s not a gun, but it’s better than nothing.  I try to stay focused on Timmons, so he doesn’t know what she’s doing. 

He keeps on talking, and not paying any attention to her.  “Even though she can’t do shit right, at least she listens.  Her stupid sister wouldn’t do shit I said. Sarah was supposed to be my eyes and ears, getting me all the information she could about you, but she wouldn’t give me shit.  She was so in love,” He says love as if it’s a piece of shit he just stepped in, “with Kidd, that even though she hated you and couldn’t have him, she wouldn’t betray him like that.”

He lets out a bark of laughter.  “Look what happened. She ended up dead.  All her loyalty earned her was a toe tag.”

Maybe Sarah was a good person at heart. She was just so in love with Kidd that she was willing to hurt anyone that got in her way.  At least she used her words to hurt me, and didn’t put me back in this crazy motherfucker’s hands. 

“I decided to get my replacement, although this bitch really hasn’t been all that much better. At least, she wasn’t until I told her if she didn’t do what I said, her daughter would die.”

I go still.  What the fuck? Krista has a kid?  Then, memories of her mumbling through tears the other night pop into my head.   She kept telling me she had to protect Sarah, but I thought she was just so lost in her fear of Timmons, that she was just losing it.  Maybe the Sarah she was talking about is her daughter. 

I see her trying to make her way around Timmons, and I know I have to do something to keep his attention.  I swallow my fear and let the words flow. “Ok, enough with the fuckin’ small talk. Let’s get this over with. I’m bored.”

Timmons aims his gun higher, pointing it right between my eyes. “Should I put it between your pretty eyes or shoot between those sexy tits of yours?” he says, talking to himself. 

I know I’ve got to keep him talking, so I do something that I never thought I would ever do.  I run my hands up to my breast and give it a squeeze.  “You always did like my tits, didn’t you?”

He eyes glue to my chest, and he runs his tongue over his lips.  It’s so disgusting that I have to swallow down the bile rising into my throat.  “Yeah, I remember how you used to play with them.  You would bite down on my nipples so hard, I would scream.”

His free hand goes to his jeans and, I shit you not, the dumb fuck starts stroke himself through the denim.  I know I’ve got him now.  If I can just keep him occupied until Krista gets close enough for me to reach the knife, I may make it out of here alive.  “They were small back then, but they’re bigger now.  You could lay your dick between them and fuck them all night long.”