One Hundred and Thirty-Six Scars(72)

She smiles, nodding her head. “Thank you, Beast.”

He nods his head before carrying on his walk. His walking comes to a halt and he spins around to face Melissa again. “Close your eyes.”

She scoffs. “I can handle whatever it is that’s happening, Beast. You’re not the first bikers I’ve been around.”

She pushes him out of the way and I watch her face as it crumbles to a million little pieces in front of me. Following her line of sight, I see Hella leaning back on the sofa, his arms spread out and his legs spread wide. There’s a girl’s head bobbing up and down on his lap and his eyes are zoned right onto Melissa. A small smirk crawls out on his mouth as his eyelids hood and his fist wraps around the girl’s hair, pushing her down harder. I tilt my head to the side and watch as his eyes drag all over Melissa’s body. If I didn’t know better, I’d say he’s getting off on Melissa right now, not the skank sucking on his lap.

Beast pulls me into him. “She gonna be okay?”

I look over at Melissa to see her shoulders square and a smirk on her face. It’s not a playful smirk though, it’s a you-fucked-up-and-now-I’m-going-to-fuck-you-up smirk.

I’d be scared if I was Hella.

“Yeah, look. Give me a second.” I smile up at Beast and he nods his head. “I’ll be over there. Don’t venture far. Actually, don’t go anywhere.”

I nod my head and bring my attention back to Melissa. “Hon? Are you okay?”

She smiles at me, her eyes glassed over but her smile is not faltering. “I’ll be fine.”

“Okay. I’m just going to do something real quick.”

Walking to Hannibal, I kneel down in front him while he’s talking with Nyx, Ripper, and Skid—the prospect.

“All right,” I start, looking at all of them. “Hella told you to stay away from Melissa, didn’t he?”

They all look around at each other. “Yeah,” Nyx states, smiling. “Why?”

“And you listen?” I scold them and they all lean back into their seats. I calm myself down a notch. “Don’t listen,” I say, taking a stand and crossing my arms in front of myself. “Go full buffet on her, if that’s what she wants.”

They all sit there silently.

“Now,” I whisper harshly and they all stand to their feet, Nyx making it over there first and I chuckle to myself. Nyx is delicious, if I were single or whatever. I’m not interested in anyone let alone any of the guys, but I am a woman.

Walking over to Beast, who’s sitting down beside Hella, who’s finished getting his junk sucked, I slump down next to Beast where he pulls me into him. “What’s going on tonight? It’s packed out.”

“That’s what I need to talk to you about.” He smiles, pulling me under him more.

Hella laughs around the rim of his beer and I peek around Beast to scowl at him. “What’s so funny?”

“Has Melissa gone home?” he asks, eyebrows raised as if he did that to make her leave. Unfortunately, my friend has the stubbornness to fill the whole state of Alaska.

I shake my head. “You’re such a turd, Hella.”

His wide grin spreads out across his mouth. “A turd?” Before clutching his stomach and laughing.

“I’m not laughing with you. You made my best friend sad. You’re lucky I don’t chop your dick clean off.”

“Oh baby, you wouldn’t know what to do around my dick.”

I laugh. “You’re right, because first I’d have to actually find it.”

Beast laughs and pulls me in tighter. “All right, shut the fuck up. The only dick that should be coming out of your mouth is mine.”

I catch movement in the corner of my eyes and see it’s Melissa and Nyx all over each other. N.E.R.D ‘She Wants to Move’ comes pounding through the speakers and I have to hold back a laugh at the lyrics. Bringing my eyes back to Hella, he’s fixed on both of them, his jaw flexing.

“Hella,” I warn. “Leave her alone.”

He shakes his head, bringing his eyes to me. “Fuck that!” Pushing himself off the sofa and making his way outside, I look to Beast and he narrows his eyes at me.

“Don’t stir the pot, baby. You’ll get someone killed.”

“I wasn’t, but he deserves it.”

Wrapping his hands into mine, he pulls me up. “Come on. We’ll head over.”





After grabbing Melissa, we are all in the gym when Jada comes walking in, dropping her duffel bag to the floor. “For the record, I’m not a fan of this idea.”

I laugh as Beast tugs on my hands to wrap them in gauze. “Me either.”