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The truth is, he doesn’t want me at all. I’ve been here for two weeks and he hasn’t come to look for me or to see how I’m doing. There’s been no contact with The Diablos besides when Dragon comes to see me. He tells me just a little bit about the search to find my dad. I know he can’t tell me too much because of how the club rules goes. I’m not asking to know how the search is going, I want to know how Beast is doing.
If Beast misses me like I miss him. If he even cares that I’m not there anymore. Or that he shoved me away.
I’m staring at my computer screen waiting for my professor to post my grade to see if I can move on to the next class or not. The professors will tell us they will have all of our stuff graded by a certain time and they will post it.
My phone rings next to me.
“Hey, Briana,” I answer.
“Just making sure you’re not hanging from the rafters.”
I wince. “Thanks.”
“Have you heard from the yummy biker?”
“No,” I answer resentfully.
She giggles. “Just curious.”
“You’re such a gossiper!”
“Want to hear about my date?”
“Yes!” Anything to get me out of the hot seat.
“I met him at church and I thought maybe he would be a naughty church boy…”
“You didn’t!”
She groans. “I invited him over to my dorm room thinking we could get it on. I got naked and tried to straddle him. Guess what?”
I roll my eyes. “Uh, he’s gay?”
“That would have been better! He told me he would pray for me and then pushed me off his lap!”
“Briana, you know it’s cool to be a whore in school, but not every guy wants to be a whore too.”
She groans again. “They do. They just don’t know how to admit it. How are you?”
“Miserable,” I answer honestly. “Beast hasn’t called me and I don’t even know where my dad is. I haven’t heard from Roman, either. I don’t have any idea what’s going to happen.”
“They should make a TV show about your life. Call it Days Of Our Lives- Biker Style!”
“I worry about you.”
We talk for a couple of more minutes, mainly Briana’s trying to get me to go out with her again. I’m not ready to go and see people yet. I want to lay in bed. That’s all I want to do.
It’s midnight and I’m tired from a long day of trying to get all of my assignments done. I just want to get my grade so I can crash. That’s when I hear the pounding on the door.
I flinch, not knowing who it could be. I haven’t left my room very much and when I have, it’s been to get food and to do laundry. Unfortunately, this motel doesn’t do room service or I wouldn’t leave at all. I could live being naked, fuck it, it’s just me in here.
I creep off the bed to check through the peephole to see who’s here. Dragon’s nervous face is on the other side of the door which makes me fear the worse.
I throw open the door, stepping aside for him to come in. “Hey. What’s wrong?” I ask him shifting on my feet.
He places his hand on my shoulder and groans as if he’s in pain over something. “Bella, I need you to do something for me and I hate that I have to ask you. But, please, you have to fuckin’ do it,” Dragon rushes out.
I arch an eyebrow in what I hope is an encouraging gesture for him to tell me what he has to tell me. “What?”
