Page 39 of Loki's Luck

“To be honest, yeah, I did. Let’s just say you and Loki are a bit…” she says, trailing off, and I want to laugh my ass off at the way she’s trying to sound nice.

“Psychotic?” I decide to let her out of her misery.

“Your words, not mine,” she says, shrugging and chuckling. I laugh along with her, knowing and owning what my man and I are.

“We may not be traditional, but we are who we are. We would kill for those we love. Loki is obsessed with everything about me, as I am with him. Seeing the love in his eyes for those sweet babies… it’s worth the wires being a little loose,” I say, shrugging. Piper stares at me for a minute before replying.

“You know we wouldn’t change one thing about you or Loki. We may not always understand either of you, but we trust you both implicitly and know that whatever your reasons, it’s for the good of all of us,” she tells me, and she truly doesn’t understand what those words mean to me.

I’ve never fit in anywhere. I’ve never been accepted, whether that’s to do with my personality, judgment, craziness, or just me not taking shit from anyone. Whatever it is, people seem to run very far and very quickly from me… but not this club, not these ladies. They accepted me fully, with no strings attached. They love me and have given me a home.

I start to get emotional and know that’s my cue to leave. I haven’t been myself these past few days. I’ve been feeling nauseous and drained. It seems it’s all catching up to me today, and I know I probably just need to head home and lie down already. I hug the women, then head out of the kitchen to find my man. I know he got back from his ride a bit ago but wanted to get a workout in and have a beer with the guys, so the first place I head is to the bar. I see him sitting there chatting with Grim and Swift, but when he smiles and laughs, turning to hold his hand out to me, I know it’s not club business. I walk straight to him, placing my hand in his waiting palm.

“Hey, pet. I was thinking about taking the kids out to see the new Avengers movie they’ve wanted to see,” he tells me. That actually sounds fun, but I know I would just be a drag to tag along with how drained I feel. I can barely keep my eyes open right now. There’s no way in hell I’ll be able to stay awake through a two-hour movie.

“You and the kids should definitely go. I’m feeling drained and tired. I think I need to go lay down and catch up to some rest,” I tell him, yawning, just driving my point home.

“Oh, we can take them another time, pet. No big deal,” he says, but I’m already shaking my head.

“No, baby. You should really take them. Spend some time with them outside the clubhouse. They would love to get out for a bit,” I tell him, rubbing his chest and making my point clear.

“Are you sure?” he asks, his forehead scrunching in confusion.

“I’m positive. Actually, I think I will go lie down in your room here. I don’t want to go all the way back to the house. I’m just so tired,” I say again, yawning.

I really don’t know why I’ve been so tired lately. I ended up giving up my job at the gas station months ago. I realized I missed my man too much while I was gone. Plus, he’s been letting me go on a few jobs with him for the club. It's been more fun than I’ve had in my whole life.

I remember one kill like it was yesterday. It was a revenge kill and my favorite of all. The day we killed Rome and Rae’s foster parents.

“Alright, Rodeo has been scoping out the place. No one has come in or out in a few hours; only the parents are home. The other kids are at school, and I already called social services. They won't ever have to come back to this place,” Swift tells us as we unload from the bikes.

My shorts get snagged on one of the metal buttons Loki has on Kitty, ripping my favorite pair.

“You fucking bitch,” I mumble, looking down at the fucking bike and flipping her off. I hear Loki chuckle before he grabs me around my waist, sliding his hand down and squeezing my ass.

“I’ll buy you a new pair after this job,” he tells me, and I give him a quick pat on his cheek before turning to Swift and grinning wildly. This is my first time out on a job with the club, but there was no way they were leaving me behind when we are getting even with the fuckers who made my babies' lives hell.

“Alright, let's get this fucking over with. Follow the plan,” Swift says, approaching the nearly dilapidated house. How did social service ever approve these people?

I follow behind up the stoop, stopping right before running into Swift.

“Loki, you’re running this one. Take point,” he says, stepping aside. Loki holds my hand, pulls me up to the front, lifts his steel-toed boot, and slams it into the fucking door.

We hear screams coming from inside. When I step through the broken door, I see a fat old man in nothing but boxers trying to waddle out of the shit-stained leather chair he was sitting in; he takes a whole fucking minute. I look at the couch and see an older woman cowering in the corner of the sofa with a lit cigarette hanging out of her mouth. I smile at her, and her face goes deathly white when she sees it.

“What the fuck do you want? Why are you bursting into my house?” the old fucker says, finally making it to his feet.

“We’re Rome and Rae’s parents,” Loki says, and when the fuckers knees start to shake, Loki chuckles.

“So now you know why we’re here. Huh?” Loki says.

“They’re both stupid fucking liars. We didn’t do shit to them bastards. I don’t know what that little bitch told you, but she tried to seduce me. Her brother walked in, and she freaked out, then blamed me. I—” he starts, but I hear Loki’s deathly roar before he can continue.

His arm moves at the speed of light. Before I can register it, he has his knife pulled out from his back, thrown through the air, hitting the fat fucker in the shoulder.

“Shut your fucking mouth. NOW!” he says, breathing heavily.

“Please, I didn’t do anything. He hits me too,” the woman on the couch says. Rome and Rae said she was cruel to them, but not nearly as brutal as the fat fucker. I can see bruises on her arm, but I also know she dished out some pain to my children, and that will not go unpunished.

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