“Hey are you ok?” Mikki had quietly walked up behind me and placed a gentle hand on my bicep.
“Don’t fucking touch me,” I tore my arm from her grasp violently, “I didn’t ask for your goddamn help, your food or your bed. Just stay the fuck away from me.” I stared directly into her eyes and instead of the fear I was expecting to see there, all I could see was sadness. She was pitying me.
She didn’t respond to me, just let her hands fall down to her side like she was waiting for me to finish.
I shook my head and just walked back to the room.
Fuck all of this.
“No, please. Stop, please get off of me.”
I woke up, the sweat on my brow from the dream I was having but nowhere near as bad as what I had experienced while I was detoxing. I had no idea what time it was but everyone else must be asleep.
“Please.”
My ears instantly cleared, I thought I was dreaming but I heard it again. Someone was hurting Vida. I could hear her begging and crying for someone to get off of her. I reached down for the gun, only to remember that it was still in my apartment above the bar. I had no weapon but there was no way that I was going to stand by and let anyone hurt that girl. I stepped out of the bed making sure to be as quiet as possible. I opened the door slowly as all I had was the element of surprise, I didn’t want whoever the fuck it was to hurt her more once they realized that they were caught.
I opened the door all the way but I didn’t see anyone. I looked closer and could see Vida laying there on the little couch. Her feet and arms flailing around fighting a dream. I let out a sigh and walked over to the girl.
“Hey, wake up, you’re dreaming. Wake up Vida.”
“No, no, stop, please stop!” She flailed harder and tears were pouring out of her still closed eyes.
“Vida!” I sat down on the couch near her head and I put my hands on her shoulders to shake her awake.
“Leave her the fuck alone!”
A loud crack sounded in my ears before I fell down to the floor, my eyes crossing from the pain in my skull.
I grabbed my head and rolled over to my back. A large flat object came down again, on my legs. “Ah! What the fuck!” I screamed and tried to grab the weapon.
“Don’t you touch her!” Another whack.
Both of Angel and Vida were now awake and screaming. Tears coming from all of the women and pain coming from me. Mikki swung again hitting me square on my hip with what I finally made out to be a frying pan. I reached for it and yanked it out of her hand, but that didn’t stop the wildcat from fighting, she grabbed my arms and started to claw and swing at me. I wrapped her up in my arms as quickly as I could, there was no actual technique to her fighting more surviving then anything.
“Hey, calm the fuck down! What the fuck is your problem?” I kept her in a bearhug no matter what she did to me, the woman was snarling with purpose. She was trying to kill me.
“Don’t you touch her, I won’t let you touch her!” Mikki screamed out, her face red with anger. I looked down at the woman still trying to fight and get free then back to the girl who was huddled up with the other little girl on the couch.
She thinks I was trying to force myself on her.
I let Mikki go straight away, if there was one thing I never was for, it was rape. I knew some folks that ran with MC Clubs thought that pussy was theirs no matter who it belonged to and it didn’t matter if they were told no. That shit disgusted the fuck out of me. How do you even enjoy yourself if the woman is crying and begging for you to stop, it’s not attractive or a turn on in the least.
“Listen to me.” I put my hands up to show that I wasn’t a threat.
“No, fuck that! Get the fuck out of here, I’ll kill you. You don’t come near her!” Mikki picked up the frying pan again and raised it over her head, she was ready to swing.
“Hey!” I yelled out to get her to stop. “I didn’t do anything; I didn’t touch her like that. I was trying to wake her up, she was having a nightmare, that’s all.”
“Bullshit! I heard her!” Mikki glanced over to Vida who was shaking her head.
“I know what you heard, I heard it too. Ask her! Ask her if I touched her.” I gestured as calmly as I could manage.
She looked over to Vida, questions on her face.
“He didn’t Em, I was just dreaming.”
Mikki dropped the frying pan slightly “Peanut Butter?” she asked Vida
“Honey!” Vida replied instantaneously.
What the fuck did that mean?
Whatever it was that was just said between the two of them must have done the trick because Mikki dropped the frying pan all the way to the floor and ran over to the two girls. She grabbed them both up and they just cried while they all held each other.
I shook my head and raised my hand to feel the knot that was forming on the back of my head where she hit me the first time. That shit was going to hurt in the morning. I turned and walked back to the room where I had been sleeping, this was not what I was here for.
I tried to close the door but a hand stopped me.
“Hey, can I
