Page 11 of Bart (Hades Rejects MC)
“Pops is everything alright?” He relaxes and little and pulls me away from Bart, earning him a small growl, into a tight hug.
“Honey, everything’s fine now that you’re coming home, I’ve missed you, that’s all. I worried about you so far away without one of us to protect you. I’d die if anything ever happened to you.” Kissing the top of my head, I hug him a little tighter, because I know he’s completely full of shit, and something is up. I wish they would trust me enough to tell me the things that are happening sometimes, trust that I won’t get in any trouble by simply knowing. Yeah I know accessory of the fact, blah, blah, blah, but this is my family if you aren’t willing to go to jail to save them, what’s the point.
“Alright give her back, you got to visit with her over the last four years, I have time to make up for.” Rolling my eyes at Bart’s whiney voice, I feel Pops start to laugh.
“We kind of made up Pops, but don’t expect a parade anytime soon, he’s still a jerk for ignoring me for four years.” With those parting words, I left Bart gaping at me as I made my way over to where some of the wives were.
“Oh Lord, girl did you just run from that man again?” Shaking my head at Linda Lu, Bacon’s wife, I turn to see Bart staring after me while Pops tries to get his attention. I can’t help but laugh at his dilemma.
“He’ll get over it Lu, he ditched me for four years, now he can work for it. By the way woman, how are my babies? Are they growing like weeds? I swear at Christmas little Finn had grown six inches.” Hugging me to her, Lu feels like home, we’ve been friends since I came to live with Pops. She’s only a few years older than I am, a mother of three all under five and all adorable. She’s a school teacher by day, and a bad ass biker bitch by night.
“All of them are growing so fast sometimes I think I’ll blink and they will be grown. Finn is finally potty trained, after mountains of cheerios and praying. Bethany is walking and talking like crazy, while my gorgeous Mica is finally weaned. Meanwhile Bacon keeps trying for another one, says just one more, he wants another girl. Crazy man, but I love him. What about you and that hunk of a man over there, you two were gone upstairs for a long time?” Blushing six shades of red, I’m about to dish when her husband grabs her around the waist pulling her close to his side.
“Woman, now don’t be asking those kinds of questions. You might decide Bart over there has more to offer you than I do. I can’t be having that now, can I?” Giggling Lu kisses her husband with nothing but love shining through. That’s what I want, what I’ve always craved. Laughing at the two of them I feel a pang in my chest, knowing I’ll never have that, because the man I love can’t love me back for some reason. I’m just about to get me something to eat when he’s there, against my back pulling me to him, damn it my body responds to him immediately, my pussy pulsing against my jeans. Traitorous bitch! I take in his warmth and let it soak into my skin, wishing we could stay like this forever.
“Did you think you could escape me for long princess? I’ve missed you, all of you, and I plan on enjoying as much of you as I can tonight before we have to drive over ten hours’ home in the truck with Pops. Come on, I feel like dancing with you.” I don’t ever get a chance to answer him, before he’s twirling me around, much to the amusement of everyone around us, pulling me towards the small dance floor.
One of my all-time favorite slow songs is playing, “Seven Spanish Angels,” he pulls me against his frame, sliding his hands down to cup my ass. We sway to the music. I feel his cock start to grow between us the more we rub against each other.
“Hey, mind telling Junior down there to calm his tits, we are dancing not fucking.” Bending close to my ear he whispers so softly it makes goosebumps jump up all over my skin.
“Oh baby, this is foreplay, the fucking will come soon enough. My dick just knows where his home is, and wants to get back inside it soon.” Pulling back to look in his eyes, he’s dead serious, no smile behind his words, ugh this man.
“You have issues Bart, it took you four years to fuck me the first time, and four more to fuck me the second, so by my calculations the next time should be in what four years, if we go by your pattern.” He throws his head back laughing, making everyone turn and look at us.
“Oh no darlin’, I will fuck this body here and there, I will fuck this body everywhere, I will fuck this body against my bike, I will fuck this body with all my might.” Did he seriously go all Dr. Seuss on me? Yep, he’s completely lost his freaking mind.
“Dr. Seuss, really Bart?” Bending down again he tries to pull me closer, like he wants to fuse our bodies together, hell I don’t even know what song is playing now, I’m so focused on his body, and what it’s doing to mine.
“He was always your favorite to read to the little kids at Christmas, figured he might come in handy.” How did he know about me reading Seuss’s “How the Grinch Stole Christmas?” I only did it once a year, for our family holiday party, which Bart always seemed to miss, or did he. What the hell, I’m all confused now?
“I was always there Bliss, watching, waiting for you. I knew then that you’d make an amazing mother someday. You had those kids eating out of the palm of your hand when you’d tell that story.” Something warm starts to form in my belly, it spreads to the rest of my body as I take in his admission. His hands start to rub circles along my back, as we sway to another song that I have no idea what it’s about, I let my head fall to his shoulder sighing in contentment. We probably would have stayed like that if it hadn’t been for the round of applause we seemed to be getting. Looking around, the whole crew is clapping, hooting, and hollering congratulations at us. Congratulations for what I’m not sure, maybe they are just congratulating me on my graduation? By the looks on their faces and the fact that some of the younger guys are making lewd hand gestures, I’m gonna take a leap of faith and say that’s not what they are congratulating us on. Fuck, they must think we’re together, because of the way we’re acting. Great, now I’d be completely humiliated when he decides playtime is over, awesome.
Deciding my best course of action was to get away from him before I made an even bigger fool of myself, I come up with the lame ass excuse I need to use the bathroom. Don’t judge me, I needed breathing room.
BART
Having her in my arms is just like I dreamed it would be, heaven on earth. Her smell, the feel of her curves against my body, had my cock ready to cut down trees. I knew she was embarrassed when everyone clapped, but damn if it didn’t make me puff out my chest in pride. I shouldn’t be claiming her so thoroughly in front of everyone, but I can’t help myself around her now though; it’s like the dam broke when we came together again. My body was in full claim mode and was no longer listening to my brain when it tried to put the brakes on.
Thinking of her becoming a mother made me wonder if she might already be on her way to becoming one. We hadn’t discussed me not using a condom, but she’d had a boyfriend until earlier that day so maybe she was taking precautions already. The thought of her and that...boy...having sex made me see red. Just thinking of him touching her had me on edge.
“Hey, if you keep looking around like that, someone might die on the spot. What’s got your hair standing up son?” I was so busy staring at the spot where she’d just disappeared to use the restroom, I didn’t notice my dad sidling up to me. Looking up at him, he looks older than his fifty-two years. This last year seems to have aged him ten years. I’m not sure what’s been going on while I’ve been in Italy, but something is definitely up.
When I arrived home the year before he’d been distant, I’d asked him what was going on, but of course he’d simply said nothing. I knew it wasn’t nothing, but trying to get my father to admit he needed help with something was like wrestling an alligator. Maybe now that Bliss would be home she could get him to open up, she’d always been able to get his walls down, much like my sister had when she was alive. Thinking about Isabel makes my heart still hurt, it was my fault she died, I’d failed to protect her from the disease that wrecked her body. I should have been able to do something, anything to help her. It still hurt that I couldn’t do anything to save her, I wasn’t going to make that mistake with Bliss. I would eradicate anything or anyone who meant her harm. Then, and only then could I claim her as I truly wanted to.
“I was just thinking about that son-of-a-bitch that had his hands on our girl, is all. Seeing her get out of that car like she did, well he’s lucky he drove off so fucking quickly. Did you know she was seeing someone?” By the guilt washing over his face I’d say, yes he knew.
“Bart, you abandoned her for the last four years, when she told me she’d started dating someone, I decided to keep it to myself. I knew it wasn’t serious because she never asked to bring him home, or asked me to come to meet him. She loves you Bart, just as much as you love her. Maybe now you can both get your heads out of your asses and find each other. Where did she go by the way, she’s been gone awhile, hasn’t she?” Looking up around the room I can’t find her, my blood starts to run cold, she was only going to the bathroom, wasn’t she? I needed to chill out, because she could just be chatting in the bathroom with one of the girls.
“She went to the bathroom, I’m sure she just got caught up by one of the wives or something, chatting away. They’ve missed her, not sure if it’s her babysitting or just her, but they’ve miss having her around.” Such a perfect explanation, so why didn’t I feel relieved about it? In my gut, I could feel that something was wrong. Trying not to run off in a panic, I notice my dad starting to look around for her, and I know he feels it too. Fuck, where could she be? Asking Linda Lu, as discreetly as possible, to go in the bathroom and look for her proved tricky. I didn’t want to alarm anyone in case it was a simple case of her chatting away.
“I’m going to call up to her room, maybe she went up there to change or something.” Pops looks as nervous as a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs.
“Alright I’ll stay here to see if Linda Lu finds her, or if she comes back in.” When Linda Lu comes back shaking her head, my stomach drops, something isn’t right, she wouldn’t have just left, or would she? Did I scare her away somehow? Sitting with my head in my hands, I try to think of where she might go if she needed somewhere to hide, but since I hadn’t been around her in four years; I had no clue.
“She’s not in her room Bart. We need to find her; I have a gut feeling something's not right. I can’t lose her Bart; we can’t lose her. She’s been the one bright spot in our lives since...” He doesn’t have to say it, I know he’s talking about since Isabel was alive, since before my mother left us. She blamed my father for her death. She’d found God while my sister was sick, prayed day and night for her to be healed. When she wasn’t healed, she blamed Pops and his club, believing that all their sins were the reason God wouldn’t heal her baby. I remember the day she walked out on us, refusing to take me with her because I was already tainted by my father's blood. She couldn’t risk her soul by having me near her, making my heart hurt once more. Bliss had healed us both when she came to live with us, even though she’d been through hell with her own father, she had been like a ray of sunshine for us. We needed to find her, because I didn’t think either of us would survive losing her; I knew I definitely wouldn’t.
Getting everyone’s attention, we instruct them to search the hotel and grounds for Bliss. Two hours later we’ve come up empty handed. As a last resort I approach the receptionist desk to see if maybe they’ve seen her.
