"He annoyed the fuck out of me that day." She shrugs.
It's hard to keep the grin off my face, "then you waited in his hotel room with your Los Muertos makeup on and dressed in black?"
"He was keeping information from me, I needed him to know I was serious." She shrugs again. “He finally confessed to setting up that guy to jump you.”
“Yeah, I figured.” I grin at her, "did you really shove him in a pen with a horny bull?"
"That was purely a coincidence! I didn't know that thing was ready to mate!" She widens her eyes feigning innocence, "besides, he deserved that."
"And then screaming at a Policia to save you when you were both walking back to the hotel? He was arrested!"
"And I went and bailed him out. They had to drop the charges once I insisted I forgot my meds that day."
I can't hold it in any longer and I burst out laughing, she joins in soon after and we turn into a hysterical heap on the bed.
"How much does he hate me?" She giggles.
"Actually, I think he might miss you already. He has a job for you next weekend."
"Really? Why didn't he call me himself?" She pouts.
"Probably because he doesn't want you to know he misses you." I chuckle.
"Pussy," she rolls her eyes. "What's the job?"
"A fight... to the death." Her eyebrows shoot up as she looks at me.
"Who is it?"
"One of the Head's guys. I think he was high up in the ranks. He was plotting a hit on the Head."
"Which Head?" She asks like that answer depends on if she will do it or not.
"Wade."
"Pass." She shrugs, "I'll help the fucker plot his death."
"Seriously?" I look at her with my eyes wide.
"Ugh," she rolls off the bed. "I probably shouldn't, right? Like, that's bad for business?"
"Yeah," I nod with a grin, "really bad. Besides, Wade's not that bad."
"He's a cunt." She says as she's walking out of my room, "call your brother and tell him I miss him too."
"He's your brother, too!" I yell out to her.
"Yeah, yeah." I hear her mutter in the hallway.
God, it feels so good to have her back. As much as she is the embodiment of darkness, my sister really brings light to the gloom that hangs over us. A walking fucking contradiction. I know Travis is worried about telling her our situation but I know Ember, she won't disappoint me. He may have known her longer but her and I will always have a connection above anybody else's. She might not get it and she may not think it would work but she would never judge us for how we feel.
When Calen took a whip to my back for the first time, I was beyond traumatized. I pretty much soiled myself every time I heard anything crack. I could barely sleep and eating was so fucking difficult when I wanted to puke constantly. He loved that he instilled a fear so deep in me and relished in my fucking responses. When I look at Travis I can see that fear still inside him, deep down. Every time he is near me, it's like he's tortured by his feelings after so long being told they were wrong. Having an attraction to males after being abused by one for so long, is damaging. I took back my courage and killed the man that tortured me, that was my therapy. Travis doesn't have that option and even if my sister saved the man's life for him, I don't think he ever has it in him to kill. So my therapy wouldn't be his but Travis needs something to give him back his courage and his sexuality.
My phone lights up on the bed with a text.
Adrianna: Hey, it's me Adri
Me: Yeah I figured when I saw ur name
Adrianna: Don't be an ass
Adrianna: Travis won't answer my texts...
Adrianna: He hates me
Me: No he doesn't
Me: He's just going through it
Adrianna: And I fucked it up more
Me: No u didn't.
Me: We should talk
Adrianna: What we did was wrong Emmett
Me: U really feel that way?
Adrianna: Yeah
Adrianna: I shouldn't have done that to him
Me: Meet me right now
Adrianna: Emmett...
Me: I'll come to u... parents home?
Adrianna: No they are in Spain.
That's a coincidence being that Ember was just there.
Me: I'll come by
Adrianna: I don't think that's a good idea
Me: Don't worry
Me: I will tell Travis
Adrianna: Is there something going on that I should know about?
Me: Yeah, that's why I'm coming over.
I don't bother to read her reply and head across the hall to talk to Travis. If he really wants this to work I need his full support and we have to have complete transparency. I knock on his door and hear him call out to come in.
"Hey, Adri is texting me. Are you not answering her?"
"No, my phone is downstairs in the kitchen. I forgot to bring it up with me." He replies.
"I was just about to head over there... you're still onboard for this plan right?"
"Yeah, I am." He nods, "try not to fuck her right away though, I was just in her last night." He winks.
"Probably won't happen seeing as I'm a virgin." I shrug.
"What?" He sits up in bed, "with chicks?"
"No just a virgin all over." I roll my eyes, "I was homeschooled and didn't get out much. What do you expect?"
"But you seem so..." he waves his hand at me, "experienced."
"I'm really not, I just know what I like and how I like it."
"Fuck," he mutters as he grabs his cock in his sweats, "I'm so hard right now."
"Oh, fuck off." I turn and walk out of his room. "Text Adri and let her know, that you know that I am going there."
"Good luck." He calls after me with a chuckle.
Asshole.
It's been a while since I have had my baby between my legs. The Ducati purrs as I pull into Adri's driveway. Fucking sexy ass bike, I missed her. All week I had been riding
