Page 34 of Twisted Fate

Skeeter watched me hopelessly as he stood back, glancing away as Slash hit me again twice, splitting my eyebrow and lip in the process.

I peered up at Slash as he reached a hand out to help me to my feet, taking it with confusion.

He spoke gently with a sorry look on his face.

“It had to be done, and I’m not going to make Skeet do it, because I know it would destroy him. Think about that next time you barge in here, okay? You could be bloody in the cage, dead in a hole, or gang raped savagely, but I only hit you three times. Fucking remember that, Donovan, because it won’t be a few hits next time,” then he tossed me a small bag of cocaine as if we’d just done a goddamn trade, raising an eyebrow with sudden respect in his tone.

“You take a hit better than half my guys. Trust me, if we brought women into our crew, you’d be right at the top, babe. Now get the fuck out of here.”

I nodded, turning and walking out the door with my head held high as everyone took in the marks on my face.

I knew Slash thought he was doing me a favour, but I wanted to kick the shit out of him.

Fuck, my face burned.

I was about to climb into the Corvette when Skeeter spun me around, cupping my cheek gently as his eyes roamed over the damage.

“Hey, you alright? You know I couldn’t step in, right? I…”

“I’m fine. I’ll see you later,” I shrugged him off, but his hands went to my waist to keep me still.

“Baby, those were solid hits. Let me…”

“Go back inside, Skeeter. I’m well aware of my fucking face, message received,” I snorted, pulling back and yanking the car door open.

“Baby girl, why do you think I flip out every time you just show up here fighting mad? Slash took it easy on you. You should be in a fucking hospital bed right now, but lucky for you, he obviously likes you. Seriously take his words in. If you have any respect for him or me, you’ll take the warning. He’s serious when he says next time won’t be so nice. Everyone here will think I did that to you, so don’t deny it if they say anything, okay?”

I stared blankly at him for a moment then gave him a filthy look.

“Whatever. Just remember that I have my own rules in life which is why I lashed out at you today. You didn’t like it, but that didn’t matter, did it? Sure didn’t when I disagreed with all your rules. If I see that girl climbing on you or your dick again, I will fucking kill her. Whether we are together or not.”

“Are we together?” He asked gently, watching me cautiously as I hesitated, meeting his gaze.

My emotions were going fucking haywire, and I had no idea what to do.

“Let me sleep on it.”

“Okay. Can you let me know when you’re safely at someone’s house?” He asked softly, a snort leaving me as I climbed into my car and slammed the door, winding the window down.

“Slash told me you guys track my shit, so just…”

“I want you to tell me,” he cut in, waiting for me to nod before I started the engine and drove towards Jensen’s.

Chapter four

Rory

Jensen was home when I let myself in, but his smile dropped when he saw my face.

It was stupid to hope he wouldn’t notice.

“What the fuck happened to you? Jesus babe, come here.”

I shrugged him off as I headed straight upstairs to the bathroom to wash my face, staring at my reflection as I inspected the damage.

I knew I’d been stomping around with bigger shoes than I could fit, but I never thought Skeeter would let anyone hurt me.

That would fucking teach me.