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Authors: Sam Crescent

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Fuck, he wasn’t a pussy, and he refused to cry. Prue and his club needed him strong. Breaking down and crying wasn’t going to solve any of the problems he now had.

Sitting back in his chair he thought about Trevor. Since they were little they had taken care of Prue. Where his parents didn’t give a fuck about him, Prue and Trevor’s parents had been the opposite. The fatal shooting that had taken their lives had hit the brother and sister hard. Zero had been there to help them both heal. At the time Prue had been a mere fifteen years old. A teenager, dealing with all kinds of shit, then her parents’ death on top of that, and she’d survived it all. Trevor didn’t want to send her to care, but he also didn’t have the first clue how to look after or protect her.

Rubbing at his temples, Zero remembered so many fond memories with all of them. Three weeks after their parents’ funeral Trevor had been drunk out of his face and Prue was having nightmares. Zero’s parents didn’t give a fuck about him, and being over eighteen he didn’t need to stay with them. Most of his time was spent at Trevor’s, where he could take care of the two people who meant the world to him.

When his sporadic visits no longer helped, Zero started staying at their house all the time to give them much needed support when he could. Prue had been so scared, screaming in her sleep. Zero recalled walking into her bedroom, wrapping his arms around her. She jerked awake fighting him. Throughout the fight he held onto her, calming her down.

“I hate them, Lucas. I hate them for leaving me.” She cried, holding onto him as she sobbed her heart out.

“I know, honey. I know. We’re going to be here for you.”

“I’m scared.”

“There’s no need to be scared. I’m here, and while I’m here Trevor will never do anything stupid. Your brother loves you.”

At the time he’d kissed her head and stayed with her, falling asleep with his arms wrapped around her. In the morning, he’d been gone before she could wake up. For several months after the funeral he ended up spending a lot of time in her bed until the nightmares stopped.

Zero also recalled missing the feel of her as she slept when it stopped. He’d cut that yearning shit out. Fifteen year old Prue was not ever going to be in his fantasies. But staring at her now, he couldn’t deny the beauty she’d turned into.

She was always so smart, beautiful, and had a fun wit about her. Growing up Prue had been a bit of a tomboy, preferring to get dirty with them than dressing it up with makeup.

“Come on, Prue. Fight this,” he said.

Around four he left her side to grab himself a coffee. He stood at the vending machine, rubbing his eyes. Zero was so tired, but he forced himself to stay awake. Blaine had gone home. He didn’t see the point to the both of them being without sleep. The only person capable of calming Prue down was him.

“Hey,” a feminine voice said.

Glancing to the side he saw a beautiful, short haired blonde dressed in a nurse’s outfit.

“Hey,” he said, lifting the Styrofoam to his lips. Zero knew what she was after. Her gaze kept going to his leather cut then traveling down his body to land at his crotch. “Honey, what do you want?”

She pressed a hand to his chest, glancing around. The reception area was empty, which was strange. A hospital should have plenty of staff, right? The lights were dimmed, and the dark night showed outside. The hospital felt eerie to him considering it was supposed to be a comfortable place to make people better.

“I was wondering how I could attract a Skull? I’ve been curious about you for years.”

Zero hadn’t fucked a woman in a long time. The last woman he was with was on the night he, Steven, and Killer were having a drink. Since then his sex life had consisted of him thinking about Sophia while beating off with his fist. Fuck, he was feeling horny. The nurse’s tits were large and her body tight. Putting his full coffee into the trash, he grabbed her hand and led the nurse to the nearest bathroom. He stormed into the female bathroom, which was empty. Going into the nearest stall, he yanked the nurse inside.

“Please,” she said, moaning.

Her hand landed on his cock. He was rock hard, but it wasn’t for her.

Pushing her to the wall, he shoved her pants down to her ankles. Gripping a condom from his pocket, he unzipped his jeans, sheathed himself and pulled her hips toward him. He always carried a condom. No brat was going to be born because of his lack of protection. Finding her molten heat, he slid a finger deep inside her core, feeling her grip him tightly.

“Fuck, you want it, don’t you, baby?”

“Yes, fuck me, please.”

This was not unusual for him. A lot of women approached them at one time or another begging for a fuck. He preferred women dripping wet to fuck. There was nothing good about a dry pussy and a woman not interested. This woman had sweet-butt material written all over her. Replacing his fingers with his cock, he aligned the tip and slammed deep inside her.

She cried out, resting her palms against the wall of the stall. He pummeled in and out of her, stroking her clit as he worked his dick inside her. There was no passion inside him, only a need to get off. Zero closed his eyes thinking about Sophia, but her image was instantly replaced by Prue’s. Her red hair, fanned out around her, along with her kind green eyes, smiling back.

Fuck.
Cutting the thought off, he opened his eyes and stared at the back of the woman he was fucking. The need to orgasm was what drove him higher to the peak. Biting his lip, he fucked her hard, using her cunt for his own pleasure.

When she found her release, he didn’t care. This had nothing to do with anyone else but him.

Slamming in deep he released his cum into the condom before stepping away. With women like this, Zero didn’t linger too long. He hated for bitches to get the wrong idea about what he wanted. Peeling the latex off his cock, he wrapped it in tissue and threw it down the toilet. Zero made sure to flush the condom away. He’d heard of women trying to stake a claim on other men by using filled condoms. Again, he wasn’t having any brats he didn’t want. Taking some more tissue he cleaned off his cock before tucking himself away. She was pulling up her pants as he zipped up his jeans. Zero had lost interest in the woman. All he wanted to do was get back to Prue’s side.

“Thank you for that,” she said, breathless. Her cheeks were red, but he wasn’t ready to wait around. “I’ve always been curious about club cock. Will you put in a good word for me at the club?”

“No, the men will fuck you if you want it. It’s up to you to do the rest.”

He left the bathroom, grabbing another coffee and making his way back to Prue’s bedside. She was still asleep. The doctor had sedated her so she wouldn’t be waking up anytime soon. Sitting in the chair beside her bed, he watched her sleep, thinking about the nurse. He shouldn’t have fucked her, not with Prue hurting in the hospital. Fuck, he felt guilty now.

Sipping his coffee, he stared at her and waited for sanity to return. Why had she replaced Sophia’s face? For so long he’d been wanting Nash’s woman, and now she was replaced. No, he didn’t have a thing for Prue. She was sweet, loving, and his deceased friend’s sister. He wasn’t going to do anything with Prue.

Sophia.
Sitting back, he closed his eyes thinking about her dark hair and blue eyes. She was so perfect … so taken. Nash didn’t deserve for him to take his woman.
Could you really take Sophia away from him?

Again, Prue invaded his thoughts, annoying him. Cutting the thoughts aside, he finished off his coffee, throwing the empty cup away. The coffee was rancid, and he needed the good stuff. When he couldn’t get comfortable on the chair, he saw there was plenty of room on one side of Prue.

It had been a long time since he’d held her. He really needed to hold her now to make sure she was really alive. What was wrong with him sleeping beside her? Zero had held her all through the night when her parents died. This was no different.

Only, you’re having sexy thoughts about her whereas when she was fifteen you didn’t.

Hesitating, he watched Prue sleeping. Was it wrong for him to hold her?

He got to his feet and sat beside her, making sure all the wires hooked up to her were out of the way. Sliding an arm underneath her head, he brought her toward his chest, getting her to lie against him.

“It’s okay, baby, I’ve got you,” he said. Her heat surrounded him.

Wrapping his arms around her, he settled down on the bed, stroking her hair. The smell of the hospital was replaced by the scent of Prue. The feel of her against him comforted in ways he’d not felt in a long time.

“I’m so sorry for putting you in danger, Prue.”

She didn’t respond, and he felt like a complete bastard. How did Alan know where to look for her? How did Alan survive what he did?

Fuck.
He’d turned his back on the man dying without checking to see if he was alive or dead.  Lighting the match and setting fire to Alan, he’d not waited around to see if anyone went inside the building or came out. It was his mistake.

His body started to feel sluggish as the lack of sleep finally caught up with him. Rubbing a hand down his face, he looked up at the ceiling, thinking of ways to stay awake.

Don’t fall asleep. Stay awake.

Zero glanced down staring at her shocking red hair. She really was a beauty. Was there a man waiting for her back at home? When he visited her after The Darkness attacked him she hadn’t been with anyone. Much could change in over a year. He hated the thought of another man being in her life, meaning something to her.

Surely Prue wasn’t dating anyone.

Why wouldn’t she be dating anyone? She’s a fucking beauty.

Jealousy spiked through him at the thought of any other man touching her. Prue was never supposed to be with anyone.

Closing his eyes, Zero could not hold sleep off any longer and drifted off to sleep with Prue in his arms. His guard was down to anything but the feel of her back with him. Peace.

****

Heat surrounded Prue making her feel comforted for the first time since she’d lost her parents. Opening her eyes, she felt sluggish, and the pain was no longer there. She looked across to see Zero passed out beside her on the hospital bed. Everything that happened last night came crashing through her. Jerking up, she gasped as the sudden jolt sent a hard pain through her chest where she’d been shot. Fuck, she’d been shot, and Alan had been here.

“Prue, honey, what’s the matter?” Zero asked, waking up.

Tears filled her eyes as she stared back at him. “Alan’s back.”

He sat up, climbing off the bed. “What do you mean? I know he’s the one who shot you, but do you mean he’s back?”

She nodded, wiping the tears from her cheeks. Her glasses were gone, and she was struggling to see without them. “Yes, he was here last night.” She’d never have dreamt something so disturbing. Alan was in her room, threatening Zero by using her.

“In your room?”

“Yes, he was here last night, Zero.” She recalled his touch with disgust. “He’s a monster.”

“I know.”

“No, you don’t. He said he’s waited ten years, and now he’s going to enjoy playing this game. Why wait ten years, and why is he playing games? Why doesn’t he just kill us?” The words filled her with dread even though she had to say them.

“He was inside your room last night?”

“Yes.”

“Fuck. Blaine didn’t even have a clue anyone was in your room until you were screaming.”

“Why wait all this time?” Prue asked.

“I don’t know. He said something about playing a game?”

“Yeah. The game of cat and mouse where we’re the mouse.”

“I’ve not got a clue, Prue. I don’t know why he waited, and I don’t know what he’s got planned.”

“He’s scarred, Zero, and scary.” She swallowed at what he’d done. There had been nothing she could do to stop Alan’s touch.

Looking up at Zero, she saw the anger in his face. “What did he do and say?”

She told him everything that happened from the touching to the words. She didn’t leave anything out even as Zero cursed, slamming his fist into the wall. Looking at him, she saw his knuckles were bloody and bruised. There were no bruises on his face though, and he gave no sign that he was in pain.

“Why are your hands cut up?” she asked, feeling nervous.

“I got into a fight last night.” He lifted up his shirt to show her some of the bruises. They were hard to make out as his stomach and chest were covered in ink. He was like a walking talking advertisement for tattoo parlors. Where there was tanned skin, she saw the purple bruising. “He’s going to play a game?”

Swallowing past the lump in her throat, Prue nodded. “He’s going to kill us, but he’s going to make it last so you’re hurting, Zero. This is going to be nothing more than a game to him.”

Lifting her hand to her neck, she stroked the pulse at the side. Alan had cut off her air supply so easily. He could have killed her last night. She knew whatever he had planned was going to hurt a lot more than last night ever had.

“I’m not leaving you alone,” he said.

“Good. You posted a guard outside, and it didn’t stop Alan from getting inside.”

“He’s scarred?”

“Yes, you really messed up his face. When you told me what you did, I didn’t think it was that bad. You really went to town on him, didn’t you?”

“He killed Trevor. I wasn’t going to let him get away with it.”

 She wiped the tears from her eyes. There was nothing either of them could do. Alan was going to play his game. “Could you do me a favor and phone the school to let them know it’s going to be a few weeks before I return? I’m not going to risk him hurting the children, and it’s not like I can go back.”

“He’s capable of anything.”

She watched him pull out his cell phone. “Who are you calling?”

“Tiny and the club. They need to know he was here.”

“Why?” she asked.

“He got past Blaine without anyone knowing and the security at the hospital. Not only did he do that, but he was able to hurt you when no one was around. I don’t accept shit like that.”

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