Creed: Fallen Angel's MC (2 page)

Jada

Something in my gut told me something was wrong. I could feel it deep inside. I knew it was Jason before anyone ever said a word to me. I saw the look in Creed’s eyes too when he looked at me, he felt it.

There has always been a strange connection between Jason and Creed, one I never did understand. They are complete opposites. Jason is a jock where Creed is a straight up bad boy. I guess there is something deeper to the two that I will never know.

Running down the road my heart slams in my chest. I don’t know for sure that it was Jason but I have the feeling.

Dead stopping when I see the mangled car wrapped around the telephone pole my heart stops. It’s Jason’s car.

“Shit!” I hear someone yell behind me before Cher’s hands are on my shoulders. I can’t move. I stand there not speaking as I take in the scene before me.

“There’s Creed.” Cher points over my shoulder as my eyes follow her gaze.

Creed is on the ground a few feet away from the car. He’s holding someone in his arms as he screams. Shaking my head, I just know it is Jason. I can’t force myself to move, though.

“Oh god!” Cher screams in my ear as the paramedics and police start pulling up. I can see the struggle Creed is having with the paramedics.

Finally forcing my legs to move, I head towards him.

“Jada, wait!” Cher hollers at me but I don’t stop now. I have to see if it’s Jason.

Suddenly before I can get close enough, Creed is on his feet moving towards me, blood staining his clothes. My eyes travel over him, that’s a lot of blood.

Creed’s hands grip my shoulders pushing me back before he speaks.

“You don’t want to go over there.” I can see the tears leaking down his face as my heart rips in two. It has to be bad if Creed is crying.

“I need to see him Creed.” Trying to push my way past him doesn’t work. He just blocks me again.

“NO! You don’t want to go over there.” His voice gets louder as I look up at him. A now serious look crosses his face. I need to see my brother.

Slamming my fists into his chest, he finally gives up and lets me past him. I run around him as his head drops and he was right.

I didn’t need to see that.

Creed

It was hard to say goodbye to my best friend today. My heart doesn’t feel whole anymore. I never thought I would lose him and now that he’s gone, I’m unsettled.

Climbing out onto the roof, I hear Jada crying. She has been on that rooftop for the last 4 days but I didn’t have the balls to go over to her. I know she needs someone to talk to but what the fuck kind of comfort can I offer her? I’m a complete fucking mess myself but I know her mother isn’t doing anything to help her.

Taking in a deep breath, I climb from our rooftop to hers. I see her sitting, curled in ball a sobbing mess.

“Can I sit?” Her head pops up to look at me but I just get a small nod. Seeing Jada like this is crushing me inside.

“I miss him too.”  Putting my arm around her, I pull her against my body. Something inside of me cracks wide open. I know I shouldn’t be feeling like this with her but I do. She awakens something inside of me.

“I shouldn’t have let him go.” Jada cries as she turns and wraps herself around me. I know this is completely wrong but my dick is stirring now.

“It wasn’t you. I let him go. I should have gone or gone with him.” Jada’s head snaps up from my shoulder looking me in the eyes.

“Don’t say that! If you would have gone too I would have lost both of you!” There’s a panic in her now. Jada and I were never super close but we are friends. I never thought she would react this way.

“If I went you would still have Jason.” While trying to reason with her she does the unthinkable.

Leaning in she brushes her lips over mine. That strain in my jeans now evident to her where she’s sitting in my lap with her arms around my neck. What started as a hug is turning into something she never wanted. Or I don’t think she did.

“Jada.” Her name comes from my lips as more of a warning than anything else. She doesn’t stop though and that’s what’s killing me.

Kissing her soft lips, I lose myself in her. She tastes amazing and I want to taste her even more. I deepen our kiss as she rocks in my lap. This is going to end badly.

“I need you Creed.” Her voice is so soft, like a feather caressing my skin. The way my body shudders from her touch is nothing I’ve experienced before.

“You’re just hurtin’ right now Jada.” Her eyes catch a new fire that blazes into me.

“No, I need to feel. I want to feel Creed. I haven’t felt anything in days. Just make me feel.” Her lips are on my neck before I can respond to her. Her tongue swiping up and down is killing me right now.

My eyes roll back at the feelings she’s instilling in me. Without prompting my hands roam around her waist pulling her closer into me. The only thing running through my head is how wrong this is. Jason didn’t want any of this.

“Your brother wouldn’t want this.”  The words barely come out; she has me choking for air.

“He isn’t here anymore. Please Creed.” I don’t miss the begging or the sadness in her voice when she speaks but at the same time, I don’t know if I can pull away from her now.

Flipping us in one motion, I lay her on the roof with my body looming over her. She looks so beautiful even through the tears. The tears just intensify her beauty.

Running a hand over her cheek, I need to tell her something important but I don’t want to ruin this moment with her.

Swallowing hard, I look into her sad lost eyes.

“I’m leavin’ town.” Jada swallows hard, her chest heaving.

“You can’t.” Her tears start falling harder before I lean in and kiss her. I hate that she feels like this and the fact that I’m causing her any more pain but I can’t stay around here.

Jada

He’s leaving me too. That’s the only thing flying around in my brain right now. How can I lose him too? I just lost Jason and my mom doesn’t like me much. I’m lost.

“You sure you want this?” I love how sweet he’s being right now but I know Creed is a player. I’ll be another notch on his belt but that’s fine with me. I just need this, no I need him.

Nodding my head, he pulls back and yanks his jeans down as I shimmy out of my own. Lying in just a t-shirt Creed smiles down at me, his hard on clear for me to see. Thank god it’s dark out.

Creed is gentle as he moves my legs to make room for him to slide in between.

“Jada, I thought you were a virgin?” Suddenly the realization hits me. How the hell does he even know that anyway?

“Are you kidding me? Get the fuck off me!” I don’t know why I’m so angry or why what he said even matters. He’s here isn’t he?

“Don’t fuckin’ move.” His hands are on my shoulders pushing me back against the roof. His eyes search mine, for what I don’t know.

“Just forget it, Creed.” The tears clog my throat, a blush creeping up my cheeks. I’m so embarrassed right now.

“Oh god!” I cry out as Creed slides inside of me quickly. Rocking his hips slowly, he looks me in the eyes. I wasn’t expecting him to do that!

“I don’t want to hurt you, Jada.”  I shake my head to reassure him that he isn’t hurting me and that I need this from him. I know his words were meant to be taken in a different way too; I just can’t take it right now.

Creed moves slowly inside of me at first but when I pull at his back, he speeds up.

The feeling of him inside of me is something I never expected. The pleasure flows through me when his lips come down on my neck.

Whines and whimpers fall from my lips before he captures those too.

His tongue sneaks into my mouth as he plunges into me. I never knew his lips could feel so good against my own.

Creed pulls back but his determination doesn’t slow down. He slams into me rougher and harder with each thrust.

His eyes burn into me something dark taking over him.

“Creed.”  I watch him for a reaction but there isn’t one, he’s lost. He’s inside of himself, he’s gone.

His hips roll and I feel like he’s breaking me in half. Something is happening inside of him, something fierce and scary.

Lifting my leg, he pushes in harder as tears run down my cheeks. He’s using me, just like I knew he would and I asked for it.

Feeling him explode inside of me should have been fulfilling but it wasn’t. It was horrifying and painful.

Creed pulls out of me and grabs his jeans, sliding them back on before reaching for my hand. I let him pull me up wrapping his arms around me.

“I’m sorry Jada. I didn’t mean to…. Fuck! I need to go. I’m so fuckin’ sorry.”

Creed
1 year later

“Lay still motherfucker. You’re  makin’ this shit worse.” Growling out between my teeth, I press the end of my gun closer to this assholes head. I don’t know why they have to wiggle and cry when we show up. You knew we were coming.

“Please, just don’t shoot me. I know I owe you but I just need time.” The fucking loser Dan lies on the floor in a puddle of his own fucking tears. I shake my head as I look at him damn near pissing his own pants. What kind of man is he?

“You know we come to collect, Dan. I think my brother there warned you a few times too didn’t you Trig?” Looking over at my boy, he nods while he ransacks the office were in.

“Come on, Creed. You don’t have to do this.” I hate when they beg me. It annoys the fuck out of me and the fact that I don’t have a heart anymore, well that  just makes it that much easier on me.

“Last chance. You have the money or not?” Shoving the gun closer to his head, I’m really getting irritated with all this shit. I always get sent out on the kill runs and it’s really pissing me off. I guess since Pres. knows I will fucking shoot anything and everything in sight that I’m top choice.

“I don’t have..” I don’t let him finish that sentence. I pull the trigger and watch his now lifeless body lay there. Visions of Jason’s lifeless body replace his. His eyes were half open although he looked peaceful.

Jason wasn’t wearing a seatbelt when he lost control and hit that pole. He was thrown from the car and they said he died on impact. The paramedics said he didn’t feel a thing but I don’t believe that. Everyone feels pain. Here I am a year later and I still fucking feel it like it was yesterday.

“You alright brother?” Trig’s voice pulls me back to reality. Looking up I realize just how lost I was in my own mind. That’s usually where I am though, inside myself.

“Yeah, I’m good. We ready?”  Trig nods his head as we grab what we can and head out the door. Taking one last look over my shoulder at the life I just took, something settles over me.

This is what I’ve become in the last year. I have become a killer.

“You want to grab a beer before we head back?” Trig slaps a hand on my shoulder. I guess getting back later wouldn’t hurt shit.

“Fuck it.” I say shrugging as we walk a few blocks down to the local bar and head inside. We never have a care in the world these days. Business is running smoothly and so is my trigger finger.

“Hot damn look at the pussy in this joint.” Trig chuckles next to me as I scan the room. It’s an older style bar, not a club run. There are a lot of nice looking bitches in here.

“Trig, I think you made my fuckin’ night, brother.” I smile over at him before I order a beer and head towards the back booth.

A hot piece of ass follows me back there and I know what she wants.

“Hey there handsome.” Her long red hair is streaming down her neck. I’d like to fucking pull that while I’m behind her. Dirty thoughts are running rampant in my mind right now.

“How are you, gorgeous? Wanna take a seat?” Scooting over, her green eyes blaze to life. Her hand lands on my thigh as it works closer to my dick. A few strokes and she has me hard as a rock. Shit, that didn’t take long.

“You like that darlin’?” She licks her lips and hot fuck; I want to come all over those.

“You picked that ass up quick brother.” Trig slides in across from us making her a little uneasy.

“She was just about to show me what those fuckin’ lips of hers can do.” The little red heads hand tightens on my thigh when I grip her wrist. Fuck this bitch; she started this now she is going to finish it.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Glaring over at her, I narrow my eyes. She doesn’t fucking realize who the hell we are or what we just did but I’d hate to have to show her.

“You’ll give my boy there anythin’ he wants sweetheart, if you don’t want your brains all over that motherfuckin’ wall.” Something breaks in Trig. I’ve never heard him talk to a woman like that and I can’t say that I don’t like it. I’m not the type that’s violent towards women usually.

Feeling her shudder at his words just makes me harder. I am one twisted fuck these days I guess.

“Get to it.” Snapping at her, she flinches slightly before reaching for my zipper. She drags my dick out slowly before licking her lips again.

“Baby, get your fuckin’ sweet lips wrapped around me now.” Growling she leans down quickly.

As soon as her mouth is wrapped around me, she bobs her head up and down. I knot my hand in the back of her hair forcing her to take me deeper. I want this bitch to gag on the sheer size of me.

“That’s right. Suck it hard.” Growling I can feel my heart rate kick up. Damn her lips are amazing. The suction this girl puts behind it has me bucking my hips to meet her.

Glancing over I see Trig with his hand under the table. Nasty motherfucker is getting himself off to this.

I feel my fucking balls tighten up. I jerk my dick out of her mouth but keep her head in place. I spray my seed all over her face. She is going to be a fucking sticky mess when she gets up.

“Lick it up darlin’. Every fuckin’ drop.” Pushing back towards her lips, I finish up before moving her to the side to tuck my dick back in my jeans.

Red sits up and wipes at her face before grabbing for the napkins and trying to clean herself off. Good luck.

“You look good like that baby.” Trig adjusts himself while he watches her wiping at her face. She doesn’t look too happy though.

“You want to hang out?” She takes the chance to ask me but that isn’t going to happen.

“Hell no. You did your job.” Redness creeps across her face before she quickly slides out of the seat and Trig laughs.

“Fuck man. That was nice.” Trig laughs before I motion to the waitress for some more beers.

“That was fuckin’ very nice. Glad we came.” I lean back and wait for my beer to arrive.