Page 82 of Has-Been
“You think this shit is easy? You wanna take over, you be my fucking guest.”
Ice suddenly stood up, his chair crashing backwards on the floor.
“Fuck me.”
We crowded around his screen, and saw what he saw. A police report about a half-naked blonde woman found on the other side of town. Was it her?
Five minutes later we had that answer, as Stitch suddenly crashed into the room, his phone in his hand, and a stunned look on his face.
“That was the police. Elise was found earlier, and she’s at the station right now.” I leapt over the desk between me and the door.
“Then let’s fucking go and get her.” Did it bother me that Stitch received that call instead of me? Yeah, of course it did, but currently he was her next of kin, so of course they called him. It wasn’t because she’d asked for him instead of me, right?
I headed for my bike, realising three things too late, because my head was a fucked up mess. Firstly, the others were getting in the van, and secondly, my helmet wouldn’t fit on my new fucking haircut, because it’d be too loose, which was irrelevant since my bike wasn’t in a good state after the accident anyway. Thirdly, it wouldn’t have been fair to pick up my girl on the bike anyway, because she could be hurt or worse. I just had to pray that she hadn’t been through the kind of hell that could break a person.
Fifty-One
IknewassoonasI checked my screen that the bitch had got out. She’d thrown me for a fucking loop when she wiped my own cum all over my jeans, and somehow I didn’t fucking lock the door. Thank fuck I’d made sure she couldn’t identify me. Well, unless she wanted to check all of our dicks to find my tats. Lucky for me, I knew I wasn’t the only guy in the club with a tatted dick, so what were the chances that she’d recognise the design if she saw it again?
I knew one thing for sure. This was the last time she’d escape me, because next time I’d be better prepared, and after that? I’d start working my way through the other old ladies.
By the time I finished with this club, they’d all be gone.
Elise
Iwassoluckythatthe first people I saw called the police for me. As soon as I was in the company of anyone other than him, I knew I was saved, because he wouldn’t kill some random strangers to get to me, right?
The police arrived with an ambulance, and I was checked over at the scene, and declared well enough to go to the police station. I kept begging them to call my brother and Has-Been, but it wasn’t until I was at the station, that someone finally understood that I wanted my brother, who was VP of the Phoenix MC, and finally a call was made.
They sat me in a small room with a sofa and a few chairs, and a female officer sat with me. By this time I was wrapped in a clean fluffy blanket, and they’d given me water, and a sweet cup of tea.
“So can you describe the man who took you?” They’d asked me this four times already, and the answer was always the same.
“He wore a motorcycle helmet and gloves. I really didn’t see his face or any… any part of him.”
The officer made a note then tilted her head at me.
“You said he ejaculated on you. Was there anything about his uh… member… that you might recognise if you saw it again?” I had this sudden bizarre image of a bunch of men in a line up with their dicks out, and giggled unexpectedly. What the hell? That giggle turned to more sobbing, and she took the drink from my hand before I spilled it.
“WHERE THE FUCK IS SHE?!” I lifted my head at the sound of my brother’s voice.
“Seth? I need my brother, please!” The officer nodded, just as the door opened and Seth rushed in with another big biker with him. I didn’t recognise the guy at first, and he stayed back as my brother crouched beside me, and grabbed my hand, talking softly to me.
“Sweets, look at me. Hey… there you are. We’ve been so fucking worried, right, man?”
The other guy approached me then, and I flinched before I finally looked in his eyes and realised who it was.
“Has? Oh my god, Has!” I dissolved into tears again, blurring the already almost unrecognisable man in front of me. He took the seat the police officer had vacated, and I immediately tried to climb into his lap, before I realised how disgusting that would be, because I had another man’s cum in my hair.
“Jesus, babe, we’ve been fucking dying not knowing where you were.”
The police officer lingered, looking awkward.
“We need to question her some more before she can leave.”
Seth stood up, letting out a low growl of frustration.
“She was kidnapped and put through hell, and you want to keep her from her family?”
