Creed: Fallen Angel's MC (4 page)

Jada

When I don’t answer right away, Creed slams his hands against the door beside my head. I try to tuck away into myself but that isn’t working. I never saw this side of Creed before but his beautiful face brings back every fucking memory that I wanted to keep locked away.

“You have one more fuckin’ chance to answer me.” His growl scares the shit out of me. This side of him scares the shit out of me. He isn’t the Creed I used to know. I guess I’m not the Jada he used to know either. We’ve both changed.

“I came with Cherry, I told you.” Trying to put on my brave face isn’t working out so well with the look in his eyes. It’s downright scary.

“You better give me more than that, Jada.” Those deep dark eyes pierce my heart. The man that I have thought about and tried to forget for years stands in front of me demanding answers that I’m not ready to give him.

“We were sent out to work tonight. Cherry brought me here. End of story.” Crossing my arms over my chest, I won’t let him push my buttons. He left me. I asked him to stay.

“You an old lady?” His voice clearly drops an octave when he asks me that. I don’t know how to answer that since I don’t know what me and Kenny are anymore.

“I don’t know.” I can see the look in his eyes. Creed thinks I’m being defiant which I’m not. Well, ok, I am a little. Fuck him. Who is he to demand answers from me?

“You don’t know? How the fuck don’t you know?” Creed pushes off the door and paces the room, his hand running through his hair. It’s longer than it used to be, I think I like it grown out like it is.

Shaking my head, I have to stop thinking about him. He has a life and so do I, well, if that’s what you want to call it.

“Your man do that to your face too?”  I know he’s looking at me but I refuse to make eye contact with him.

“That’s not your concern.” The slight chuckle that I hear leave him pisses me off. Who the fuck does he think he is?

“You walk up into my club and think you are not my fuckin’ concern? Is that right?” I look up at him now. Big fucking mistake. Those eyes are drilling into my soul.

“Leave me alone, Creed. I am not your concern anymore.” Turning I grab the door handle and try to pull it open before his hard body is behind me. Fuck the heat coming off of him is stifling.

His hands push the door back closed. God, he’s so close to me. I can’t take him being this close.

“I promised Jason I would watch out for you and I will.” That strikes a nerve. My body shakes with a new rage and not from him being so close. Where was he the last five years? He would have known the hell I was living if he was supposedly watching out for me.

Rounding on him, I look up into his eyes. That fire building inside of me is consuming me.

“You told him you would watch out for me? Well, where were you when I was raped four years ago by the scum that my mom brought home? Or the one that broke my arm? Were you watching the whole time I popped pills to kill the dreams I had? Where were you Creed? That’s right you left me! On a fucking roof top! I don’t think you have anything to watch anymore!” My words sting him I can see it. Good! He wants to play the tough shit hero, let that soak in.

When his hands drop from the door, I turn and quickly rush out of it. I can’t handle being near him, not anymore.

“Don’t you walk away from me!” Creed comes out into the hall yelling at me, I turn to face him. His eyes are full of rage and hurt. I hate seeing him like this but he brought it on himself.

“You walked out on me Creed.” I see him begging me with his eyes not to do this but I have to. We are different people now, both of us.

Walking back out into the main room I spot Cherry by the bar. I quickly make my way over to her and sit. I know I’m shaken but this whole night is complete shit.

“You ok?  You look like you seen a ghost sweetheart.” Cherry wraps her arm around my shoulders in that sisterly manner she’s always taken with me. I love seeing her like this though, she’s all smiles.

“I did.” My voice barely comes out and she didn’t hear me. That’s good. I didn’t feel like explaining right now anyway.

“Sharp. Come meet my girl Jada.” Cherry hollers over to an older man with a long grey beard. I watch as he smiles and walks towards us. He walks with such authority that you can tell right away the man is dangerous in his own right.

“Nice to meet you. Cherry talks highly of you.” He reaches out his hand which I take.

“You too.” I avoid making eye contact with him too. The less I know of these people the safer I’ll be when we go home.

“Nobody here will hurt you like they do over there.” When he says that my eyes automatically jerk to his. How could he know that?

“I know all about them darlin’.  In fact, I know one of them pretty well.”

Jesus Christ this just got worse than I ever thought it could.

Creed

I sit back and watch her like a fucking hawk. While she’s here she isn’t getting out of my fucking sight. I made a promise to Jason when he died that I would watch her and I fucked that up when I left but now that I know where she is, I will not fuck up again.

Jada looks amazing and I can’t get the scent of her berry shampoo out of my head when I had her in my room. All I wanted to do was hold her and tell her everything would be ok now but I knew it wasn’t as much as I wanted to make it to be.

I couldn’t save her before and I sure as hell can’t now. She is a fucking old lady to one of the Shadow’s. How the hell do I get past that? Besides that fact, I don’t think she wants to leave. Jada seems to be right in a shit storm that I can’t pull her out of.

“You know that bitch?” Tank slaps my shoulder before sitting next to me. The way he says bitch shouldn’t surprise me or piss me off the way it does but this is Jada.

Cutting my eyes at him, he raises his hands in defeat. He will learn not to say that shit around me.

“I know her alright.” Sliding my shades back onto my face, I don’t want Tank to see the way Jada affects me. I would never live that down.

My world feels like it’s crumbling around me while I watch the guys talking to Jada. I can’t stand the thought of any of them near her. My stomach knots up at the mere thought. I will fucking break their necks if they put a fucking hand on her.

The things she said to me in my room set off a new kind of rage inside of me, one I don’t know if I can control.

“Why you so fuckin’ tensed up?” Tank looks over at me again. How the fuck do I explain to him what I’m about to do? I guess he will find out sooner or later.

“I don’t know, brother. I think I’m about to lose my cut.” Pushing off the couch I stalk towards where Jada is standing. I’ve decided I go all in or I lose her forever.

Gripping Jada around the waist I start to lead her towards the side door when Sharp yells.

“What the fuck Creed? She was havin’ a nice chat.” His hateful tone doesn’t go unnoticed.

“Guess she is done now.” Jada doesn’t object so I keep going. I need to handle this shit right now once and for all. I don’t know if I can handle losing her again. I drag her outside and push the door closed behind me.

“I need to ask you somethin’ darlin’ and I want a fuckin’ answer this time.” Pinning her against the wall of the club, I demand answers.

Jada shakes under my touch and I could almost guarantee it isn’t from fear. She’s missed me as much as I’ve missed her, I can feel it.

“What do you want from me Creed?”  She had to ask me that question. I have to wonder if she really wants me to answer that.

“Look Jada, this is bullshit. I want to know what the fuck you’re doin’ with them?” I’m starting to get pissed when she takes me by surprise.

Her lips slam into mine, frantically trying to get closer. I grip her hips in my hands roughly pushing my already hard dick against her. What the fuck is she trying to do to me?

Pulling back slightly, she looks up at me, tears threatening to spill over her beautiful cheeks.

“I didn’t mean to get into anything with him Creed. At first I didn’t know how ruthless they were.” Before she can finish I kiss her. Those lips that have haunted my dreams for years are just as soft as I remember them being and I want to savor every bit of her. God, I have fucking missed her.

Jada’s tears wet my skin as I press my cheek to hers. I can’t let her go again. It will fucking rip me up if I do.

“You asked me what I wanted from you. Jada, I fuckin’ want you. I always have.” Jada gasps. She tries to look at anything that isn’t me but I won’t let her, I can’t. I need her to see how much this is hurting me.

“I can’t Creed. You left me. Do you understand what that felt like? What that did to me?” Tears spring to life as I watch her. I know what I did to her. I knew what I did to myself leaving her that day but I didn’t have a choice.

“I’m so fuckin’ sorry I left you that night.  If I could fuckin’ take it all back baby I would!”

God this is fucking tearing me up. I hurt her; hurt her badly when she needed me most.

“I have to go.” Jada whispers softly. Why doesn’t she fucking understand that that isn’t an option? I don’t think I can let her go.

I step back but shake my head.

“You think I would let you fuckin’ leave here? You are fuckin’ crazy darlin’.” Jada’s eyes shoot to mine and hold there. Confusion etched across her face. She really doesn’t get it. Any of this.

The door flies open and Cherry walks out smiling and looking between us.

“You ready sweetheart? We need to be getting back.” Cherry smiles unknowing that I am not letting her leave here tonight, or at least that was my plan.

“I’m ready. I’m sorry Creed.” Jada turns and tries to walk away from me again. Punching the brick wall, my hand throbs.

“You are not fuckin’ leavin’ here!” The scream rips from my chest.  I can’t help myself. My heart is on fire and burning me alive.

“I don’t have a choice!” Jada screams back at me taking me by surprise. I never knew she had it in her. My dick stirs at the sound of her voice. I want this girl so fucking bad.

“You have a choice to make right here and now. I fucked up, Jada. How many times do you want me to say I’m fuckin’ sorry?”  Cherry looks between us but doesn’t speak. It’s like she wants to know what Jada is going to say, well that makes two of us.

“I know you are. I can see it in your eyes, Creed but that was a long time ago. I’m sorry.” Turning away from me, she walks back inside with Cherry.

Just like the day I left her on that fucking rooftop, my heart feels like it stopped beating.

Jada

“What the hell was that all about?” Cherry questions me just like I knew she would. I was ready to answer them all but now I feel lost. My throat is dry and there’s a knot forming in my stomach.

Looking out the window as we drive I don’t know how much to say to her. I don’t need any of this getting back to Kenny. Fuck! Kenny will go after Creed if he knows there’s a past there. I’ve heard them talk about the Fallen Angel’s before and it was never kind words.

“He was just a guy I knew a long time ago.” Deciding the less she knows the better it will be on her in the long run, I don’t say anything further.

“He looked pretty torn up sweetheart. Let me just speak from experience for a minute. If you are trying to play man against man you shouldn’t do it with the clubs. They play rough Jada. It will end in blood. If he was the past you need to leave him there or leave Kenny. Either way shit will go off. You know what you crawled in bed with.”

Keeping my eyes trained on the world outside of this car, I replay her words in my mind. It will end in blood. She’s right, I know it will and I can only pray that it’s mine.

Pulling into the clubhouse I notice a lot more bikes here tonight. That means more assholes to please.

“Looks busy. You should try to steer clear of Kenny.” Nodding at Cherry we head towards the door when it flies open.

“You bitches have a good fuckin’ night?” Kenny staggers over to me throwing his arm around my shoulders. The smell of stale liquor and smoke consumes me. So much for steering clear.

“Hell yeah. You’re girl did good.” Cherry passes Kenny a stack of cash as I watch the wretched smile tug across his face. It makes me sick that he enjoys the fact that he makes money off other men touching me.

Watching him flip the cash in his hands stirs the bile in my stomach.

“You did do good huh?” His lips slam into mine, kissing me roughly. His tongue slips into my mouth and I contemplate losing everything in my stomach.

Swallowing it back down, I let him kiss me. It isn’t the kiss I want, though. I want Creed’s lips on me, not this pig’s. With that, the realization of what Cherry said on the ride back comes back to mind. I made my choice getting into bed with Kenny and this club and now I have to deal with it.

But how can seeing Creed one time make me want to rethink everything that I had set out to do? The plan was to live this type of life until it ended me. That’s all I really wanted since my brother died. There isn’t anything left for me to live for.

“You taste so fuckin’ good.” Kenny growls against my neck, the slight buzz I feel making me sick to even think I like it. I am a woman though and I guess I still have feelings.

“Kenny, can we just go to the room tonight?” I say risking the chance of pissing him off since I see how many people are here, I ask anyway.  I don’t want to be passed around like piece of meat tonight.

“You want me all to yourself tonight darlin’?” The look in his eyes is hard to read. I can’t tell if he is glad I asked or pissed.

“I just thought we could be together.” Running my hand up his chest I watch his eyes fall closed. I reach around his neck, pulling his lips to mine.

Kenny wasn’t always this bad. When we first met he was sweet and considerate. He went out on a ride a while back and when he came back shit completely changed around here. Everyone was off and the women got treated like shit. I’ve tried to bring back the old Kenny and at times I think I’ve found him.

“I want you too.” Kenny’s hands wrap around my waist pulling me closer to him. This is the way it used to feel, I felt safe.

“You have me.” A soft light flickers in those lost eyes of his. There are times I want to believe that that’s all he is is lost. I think a piece of my heart knows it’s more than that though.

“I’m taking you to bed, darlin’.” The slight growl that comes from him sends shivers over my body.

Kenny grips my hand in his as we walk back inside. A piece of my heart jolts to life that he is actually acting like the old Kenny, the one I fell in love with.

“Where you fuckin’ goin’?” Dunk, one of the other brothers hollers over to Kenny. I knew it was too good to be true. Dunk is a real piece of shit if you ask me. He drags the other guys into a lot of shit. In fact, he is the reason for a lot of the shitty behavior around here.

“Takin’ my girl to bed man.” Kenny keeps walking which really surprises me.

“You gonna let me join in on that?”  He asks. Fuck, fuck, fuck! This was what I was afraid of. I knew if I got too excited about the old Kenny being back something would fuck up on me.

“Give me ten minutes.” The evil look on Dunk’s face makes me want to vomit. I don’t want any part of his nasty body near me but it’s not my choice.

“Thought it was just me and you?” I snuggle into Kenny’s arm rubbing my breasts up and down on him trying to convince him to give me this tonight.

With his hand gripping my ass roughly he leans in closer to me.

“He can’t fuck you like I can sweetheart but he is a brother.” His lips graze my neck but the shudder it causes wasn’t from his lips. I already know what’s coming.

Kenny kicks the bedroom door closed and rips my shirt off quickly.

“You looked so fuckin’ hot in that shirt darlin’ but I need you naked.” His lips touch my neck before sucking slightly.  For the moment I just let myself go. I need to feel this, I need to feel wanted.

Kenny pulls his clothes off quickly before pushing me on the bed. His eyes flicker to life as he looks at me. My body betrays my mind when I start feeling myself get wet waiting for him.

“Fuck darlin’ you want me?” Kenny climbs on the bed pushing himself between my legs, his rock hard dick waiting to be inside of me.

“Kenny please.” I find myself begging him. I still have needs and Kenny usually fulfills them but I know Dunk will be coming in here soon.

When Kenny slides inside of me, I throw my head back. He’s so slow and gentle at first, just like he was when I met him.

“You are so fuckin’ tight.” Pushing in further I look into his eyes. The caring guy I used to know is in there, I can see it.

Kenny rocks into me when the door opens. He doesn’t stop or look over but I already know it is Dunk.

“You savin’ me some brother?” His voice is like nails on a chalkboard. Shivers rake my body as I hear him coming closer.

The bed shifts near my head as I close my eyes.

“Suck his dick while I fuck this pussy.” The old Kenny is gone when I look up at him. The new, evil Kenny is back in place. The one I don’t argue with.