The Black Aces MC Page 15

  HOPELESS

  BLACK ACES POV

  Jackal radioed Club for a status, he confirmed they had cleared the house and killed ten guys total, all of them just low-level cronies. No one of real importance, leading him to believe that all the higher-ups, whoever they are, must be in the warehouse. They continue to sweep the house as Cheetah and Jackal reach the metal structure. There are minimal windows, but they peep in to see Johnny at his desk, snorting a line, waiting for the effects to take place.

  Then, a girl walks in.

  It’s that bitch, Trixie.

  Surprisingly, they were not shocked. A woman as vile as that would hang around her own kind.

  Jackal was never a fan of club bunnies, but he knew his guys were young and horny, so he allowed them. In the back of his mind, he always knew she was trouble from day one, her obsession with Cupid was obvious. He focuses back on the commotion inside as Trixie bends over Johnny’s desk, shoving her tits up.

  "Johnny, come on...fuck me, I need to feel you so deep inside of me." Her nasally whine is like nails on a chalkboard. He thought to himself, he’d never get hard listening to that, probably why Johnny uses drugs.

  Johnny shakes his head, lights a cigarette, then he unzips his pants and whips it out. "Take care of me first and maybe I'll fuck you. Get on your knees, slut."

  She disrobes quickly and plops down in front of him and goes to work.

  Jackal finds a way inside that brings him straight to Johnny's wide open door. He stands off to the side.

  "Fuck baby girl, deep throat it, that's it. Don't forget my balls, too. Aww yeah, like that."

  Johnny pushes her head further and further down his shaft as she sucks and slurps until she smacks his hands so she can come up for air.

  "*Inhale* Asshole, you trying to suffocate me?!" He just shrugs as she gets some deep breaths before diving back in.

  Didn’t take long before he’s holding her head still as he grunts, "Oh, I'm...coming...ugh! That's a good girl, now hop on daddy and ride him."

  She licks her lips and straddles him sliding down, "Ooh...yes, daddy."

  They are distracted and going at it, giving Cheetah enough time to sneak through the warehouse and position himself on the other side of the door just as she was about to reach her climax. Or he hoped she was, she was as shrill as a blow horn.

  "Jo--Johnny, fuck, I'm coming, baby. Oh god!"

  She screams and Cheetah winces before drawing his gun.

  "Alright, get the fuck off me, sheesh!" But she was panting from their wild session, holding on to him.

  Cheetah waits for the lovers to finish before stepping through the door. That's when Johnny noticed Cheetah and went to grab his gun, he stood up, dropping her to the floor, his penis flaccid from activity but glistening in her orgasm. Before he could make the forward motion to raise his gun, Cheetah pulled two shots both blasting out his kneecaps. Trixie screams but Cheetah shuts her up by winging her in the shoulder.

  Actually, it didn't shut her up but rendered her useless. Jackal walks into the office as Johnny shrieks and screams while writhing on the floor.

  "You son of a bitch! I'll have you all killed! That boy and his bitch, too!"

  Jackal towers over him and just laughs, "Big threats coming from a fucking lackey. All your men are dead Johnny and you're lucky you aren't, no... I’m leaving you for Cupid, I'm sure he has some ideas to make you suffer. And you,"

  He turns to the sniveling whore on the ground. "The cops came by to tell Lyric it was you who set her place on fire. You left evidence all over, it didn’t take much to know it was an overused jealous slut who set the place on fire. Were you upset because she is Cupid's ol' lady and not you?"

  She stares daggers at him with fire in her eyes, "Fuck you! She's temporary, nobody can keep him satisfied like I can! I'll kill her before I let them be together!"

  Cheetah places the barrel between her eyes and she gasps loudly, "Or how about I put a bullet between your whore eyes and discard you in the desert for the coyotes to pick at your heavily used body? If I see you anywhere near our town, I'll have no trouble finishing the job. No one will miss you."

  That shut her up. Usually, Jackal doesn't condone violence towards women, but she was no woman, a useless sperm dumpster and that was being generous. But still...

  He pushes Cheetah’s arm with the gun down and shakes his head, "Cheetah, no. We need to find everyone."

  Johnny laughs sinisterly, "It's almost midnight and the minute it is he'll be dead by the hands of his father."

  His father?

  Cupid mentioned he didn't know who he was and didn't care to know. Jackal was confused, why was his father here and why was he trying to kill his own flesh and blood? He quickly checks his watch, 11:55pm.

  "We got to go; they're not going anywhere. And if you try Cheetah will put a bullet in your head so fast you won't even know you're in hell until it's too late. Come on!"

  They close the door while Johnny yells obscenities at them but no one fucking cared, they needed to save their family.

  CUPID

  "11:58pm, almost killing time. Any last words, son?"

  His words echoed in my brain along with his sinister laugh and I refuse to hold back my feelings anymore.

  "Fuck you! You could have just told me you wanted the money; I don't want anything from you or my grandfather. Not knowing you was the best gift and you ruined it. So shoot me, I got nothing here anymore. My life is worthless without her." My eyes fall on her lifeless body.

  I felt numb every time I verbally declared I was dead inside. I was ready to die...to be with my love and my mother.

  The clock chimed and the last bit of rage poured out of me, "Do it! You sick son of a bitch! You took everything from me, and you just want the fucking money so do it! I hope you choke on it and live a miserable, pathetic life!"

  He points the gun, cocks it, and sighs,

  "Hmmm...well, happy 30th birthday, son..."

  I close my eyes dreaming of the time I'll be with both my girls again.

  *BANG*

  "Ugh!"

  PAIN & RETRIBUTION

  LYRIC

  It's so cold. Am I dead? He shot me; I must be dead. I never got to spend my life with Aleister, never got to feel his hand on my cheeks so I can stare at him when he tells me he loves me. Walking out to the beach from our house and enjoying the breeze as we walk along the shore. Digi would stay back with our new puppy, Jasper. Aleister would squeeze my hand so I would pay attention. He would stop me and kiss me gently; my entire body would be on fire. I miss him, the way he kissed me, the way he touched me, the way he made love to me. I needed him like my next breath.

  *Inhales sharply*

  Wait, I'm breathing...I'm alive?, I'm alive! It hurts to move; it hurts to breathe. That bastard shot me. I can't hear well or see anything, it's like a wavering tone in my ear. It sounds like a hundred muffled voices all at once.

  Someone pulls my body and lays me on my back. Something waves in front of me rapidly and I can vaguely hear what sounds like my name.

  Someone's calling my name!

  I got to snap out of this, I want to go home! I want to be home with my family!

  I tried to squeak or elicit a sound from my throat but all I could do was cough. "That's it Lyric, come back to us. Come back to your family..."

  CUPID

  I flinch as I wait for the burn of a bullet to rip through my body at one of the many fatal piercing points like my heart, my head, my neck, something that makes quick work of this miserable life I call mine.

  But nothing happens, there's no sharp jab, excruciating pain, or white light before I see heaven's gate.

  I open my eyes and look down to see blood splatter all over me...but it isn't mine...I don't think. My eyes focus finally, and I see Cheetah putting his pistol back in the holster and I see my father writhing on the ground from a gunshot wound...to his stomach.

  Cheetah never misses, why didn't he kill him?

  Jackal
walks over and looks at me while trying to cut the ropes. He's murmuring something but I can't focus very well.

  He frees me and pulls me to standing. "You got to focus Cupid, come on, come back!" He smacks me a few times but I'm still shocked and heartbroken. I'm standing, I'm alive, but I'm comatose.

  My head turns slowly as I watch Club behind me untie Digi who immediately runs to the cold beauty lying on the floor. My kitten, she didn't deserve this. All she wanted was my love and all I want now is to give it to her but...she's gone.

  Oh god, I lost her, all my thoughts revolve around her, what was, and what could have been. I'm a lost soul, cursed to walk this Earth alone.

  "She's...and the... is on...way! ... you...me? Lyric...alive, snap out..."

  I could only comprehend parts of what he was saying until I felt like my body was jerked forward into the present and I was back.

  "Huh, what..." He turns my body to see that they placed her on the blanket, Digi was applying pressure to the wound even though he himself was shot. His wound looked like the bleeding had stopped, no doubt he had been holding it with his hand the entire time. He was squeezing her hand trying to get her to open her eyes and respond. Her chest was barely rising and falling, but she was breathing!

  As I tried to get my legs working, I felt something tugging on my pant leg and looked down to see my pathetic father.

  "Help me, son, help...help your father...we can make it right, we can heal from this, just help me."

  Isn’t this a fucking hallmark moment?

  Is he kidding?!

  I must be delusional to hear those words spewing from his mouth. Jackal pats my back to get me away from him but in that moment, I steal his pistol from behind his back and empty two rounds into his balls without flinching.

  The ear-piercing screams are very satisfying.

  "Guess you won't be fucking anymore but I hope you get thoroughly fucked in jail. Fuck you...dad."

  I hand the gun back to Jackal as I try to get close to her. I drop to my knees and bend down, Club moves out of the way, opposite of Digi. I take her hand and watch her chest rise and fall.

  "I'm sorry kitten, I should have told you sooner. I love you so much, please don't die; I need you; we all do. I want to grow old with you anywhere you want to go. Just...please, come back to us." I squeeze her hand as the sirens get louder and louder, praying for a miracle.

  The paramedics get there and put her on a stretcher.

  "White female, age unknown, penetrating trauma from GSW to the side, heavy bleeding and possible hemorrhaging, breathing shallow and connected to oxygen, status critical. We need to get her back urgently, are any of you family and can come with us now?"

  All the words were swirling around, and I could barely comprehend.

  "We all are, but her husband needs to go." Jackal shoves me forward. The paramedic tells me to follow them and I do. I look back and another set of medics are prepping Digi for transport with Club accompanying him. Jackal, Knox, and Blondie are with the cops explaining the situation.

  "Cupid, go!" Jackal's voice rang loud as I nod and follow behind the gurney. One paramedic hops up front to start the trek to the hospital as the other tends to her.

  "Hurry up Vincent, she's going to need a blood transfusion stat, or we'll lose her."

  I started to shake at those very words, I couldn't lose her. I watched him move around the tiny space grabbing bags, bandages and sterilizing what he needed to patch her up as best he could.

  I was in shock. I felt like all I could do was watch.

  "Don't worry I'm going to do all I can to save your wife." He hooks up an IV to her arm and checks her stats. Once he got her as stable as he could, he came over and tended to my superficial wounds. I didn't care about me, only my angel whose blue lips were finally turned back to a normal shade.

  I missed those soft lips on mine.

  She still wasn't responsive, and it worried me. The medic almost seemed to know what I was thinking, "I put her in an almost coma-like state to alleviate her from the pain of the gunshot wound. I don't know what damage the bullet caused or is causing because there is no exit wound from what I can see. She'll most likely go right into emergency surgery and you'll have to wait. To be very blunt, she should be dead but the mind can will itself to do anything and she wants to be here. She wants to be with you, she's one helluva fighter."

  I couldn't help but smile at my little scrapper.

  "I know."

  We pull up to the emergency entrance and they whisk her away towards surgery. I fill out the paperwork with tears in my eyes, praying that God will save the one light in my cold dark life. I needed her like my next breath.

  While I wait the police come and interrogate me about the events and I relay everything I could. How I was drugged and brought there, how they kidnapped and shot her and Digi, my relationship with my dad and the inheritance scam he was trying to pull.

  I wanted him dead, I really wanted to do it myself, but I realized that I would tear myself away from her had I done it. Besides, I found gratification in making that bastard a eunuch for the rest of his life. Pathetic asshole...

  Apparently, my assumptions were right as they found Trix and Johnny together, both shot. She confessed to burning the bar down in an act of jealousy and she also admitted to gathering intel so that this whole plan could take place. Johnny was brought to the hospital handcuffed to the gurney. I saw him briefly before they wheeled him back to triage. Our eyes met momentarily, enough for him to mouth "Fuck you" before being carted off. I didn't give a shit about him or what happens to him now.

  I hope the prison is handicap accessible.

  Actually, I don't.

  In the end, the police told me they would have to come back for her witness statement once she was well enough and I agreed. He handed me his card just as my boys were coming in.

  Jackal just walks up and pulls me into a hug, a hug that radiated from a parent, the fatherly hug I was always searching for. It was tight and filled with love and right now, I needed that.

  I completely lost it, all my emotions of this terrible day/night streamed down my face, I fell to my knees and he followed as I felt all my brothers surround me. I needed them just as much as when my mom died, if not more. My angel was fighting for her life, for our life together.

  You wouldn't think that a group of burly, rugged men would show emotion like this but as I said before, our club was different, we rode together and protected each other. Like a family, a family most of us never had. We didn't judge, we were all emotionally hurt or broken in one way or another. We knew, if anything, we had each other.

  I couldn't sit still, and it was clear I needed to do something. Jackal gets my attention, "Hey, let's go visit Digi. I am sure he'd love to see you." I looked up and nod, I had to see my little fighter, the bravest man I know.

  We head down the hall, about five doors down and there's a scrawny shirtless Digi watching television. Apparently, the bullet exited without major damage and he only needed to sterilize and staple the wound, his abdomen wrapped up tight to avoid infection.

  Once he lays eyes on me, he instantly starts to cry. I rush up and hug him, avoiding his bandages.

  "I'm so sorry Digi, this is all my fault. You were right, I don't deserve her."

  He pulls back and looks at me surprised, "What? No, I was just mad. I wanted you to see how much you DID need her. She needs you too. I, I need you. Please, tell me, is she...she..." His lip started to quiver.

  "No kiddo, she's still in surgery. There was no exit wound and it definitely did some damage; we just have to wait. We have to be strong for her, okay?"

  He nods and I hug him tight. I stayed with him for about an hour watching some techie show about hacking into computer mainframes with just a cellphone and a ghost URL, whatever that meant. He was soaking in the information like a sponge and I was so confused but he was happy and in his element.

  There was a tap at the door and Club peeks in, "Hey Eros, the doctor
wants to talk to you."

  Digi squeezes my hand, "She's going to be okay; I can feel it. Tell her I miss her."

  I made my way out the door and back down the hall where the doctor was waiting.

  "Mr..." He waits for my response while holding out his hand. "McElroy, sorry doctor. Call me Aleister."

  "Nice to meet you, I am Doctor Prentiss, I will be your wife's doctor the duration of her stay. I'll be very honest with you she sustained quite a bit of damage. The angle and velocity could have been deadly, but the bullet lodged itself in her rib reducing further damage to any of her critical organs. We got in, removed the bullet, and stopped the bleeding."

  I felt a huge weight off my shoulders, "Thank you, doctor."

  "That's not all, with the damage we did a full check from head to toe, you know to make sure she didn't sustain brain damage or damage to her other major systems and...may I ask you a personal question?"