Choo-Choo (3 page)

Four

Josie stood naked in front of the club house.  She was freezing her ass off, but she was alive, for now. Eddie had dragged her from Choo-Choo’s bed by her hair and hadn’t given her a second to grab any clothes.

Choo-Choo stood restrained between two of his brothers with rage in his mismatched eyes.

“Let her put some fucking clothes on you son of a bitch.”  He raged and the men holding him strained to keep him from charging Eddie.

“You son of a bitch.  What kind of club are you running here Preach?  We come here to talk peace and I find my woman in that fucker’s bed?  You dare disrespect me and my club like this?”

Preach looked tired.  “She ain’t patched Eddie.  That means free game.  Brand new fresh pussy.  Choo-Choo didn’t force her so I don’t see the problem.  You know the score.  Pussy is pussy if it ain’t patched.  Even Prez pussy.”

“He did and I want his blood for it.  I want his fucking blood.  My woman wouldn’t dare fuck that piece of shit on her own.”

He slapped Josie across the ass.  “Tell the man that big bastard forced you Jo.  Tell him.”  He squeezed her ass until she gritted her teeth to keep from crying out in pain.  She felt the cold air on her thighs and her face flamed, she knew they were still coated with the evidence of her crimes and everyone could see it.

Josie shook her head.  “He didn’t force me.  I went to him willingly.”

This time the slap came to her face and sent her sprawling across the graveled parking lot.

Choo-Choo roared, but his brothers held him back. 

“That’s enough!”  Preach roared and everyone in the yard froze.  “I can see that this talk is over and to be honest it wasn’t going well before this shit went down.”  Preach waved his hand around the yard to include everyone standing as if they were about to wage a war.  “Get the hell off my land and don’t come crying when the Devils come knocking.  And dress that fucking girl before you put her on that bike or leave her ass here.”

“Put something on Jo, but it won’t matter for long.”

Josie scrambled to pull clothes out of the saddle bag before Eddie could reach her.  She managed to find her leggings and an old t-shirt, but it was better than nothing.  She had no shoes, but she found a pair of socks too.  It really didn’t matter.  She would be dead soon anyway.  She knew it.  If she even made it out of West Virginia she would be surprised.

“Preach you can’t let him take her.  Goddamn it Preach.”  Choo-Choo was furious.

Josie looked up at him after she climbed on the back of Eddie’s bike.  “Bye Choo-Choo and thank you.”  She wiped her tears with the back of her hand.

“Bye Goldilocks.  Stay brave and strong for a little while ok?  It will be ok. I promise you that.”

“You fucking pussy!  You step foot near my woman or my club and I’ll have your balls.  This ain’t over!”

Eddie spun gravel as he pulled out of the compound and Josie let herself grieve for a man she had barely known.

“What the fuck were you thinking Choo-Choo?  This sort of shit isn’t your usual thing.  Fucked up that goddamned deal.  You know better than that shit.  He’d the goddamned President of the Bastards and you thought it would be fine to fuck his woman?”  Preach paced the room as the brothers sat around the big oaken table.

“That deal was already fucked.”  Shadow put in.  “Nobody wants to deal with those fuckers.  That girl isn’t safe and she sure as shit didn’t look happy.”

“Yeah I fucking know that too.  Mrs. had to be here for this shit.  I won’t get laid until I get that fucking girl back or at least make sure she has an option and I can’t get it at the bar like you pussies can so I need to hear how the fuck we can snatch that girl without causing a fucking war.”

Moose snorted.  “Not all of us do that shit Preach.  Bambie may look sweet, but she’d kill my ass if I fucked around.”  Moose rubbed his jaw as if it was sore.  “Got a mean streak a mile long and all you fuckers fooled.  Best thing that ever happened to me.”  He grinned.  “Plus, pretty sure there’s already war so who the fuck cares.”

A few of the men chuckled.  Bambie was a tiny thing and as sweet as sugar, but Choo-Choo had never seen her mad.  Women were a mystery.

“Fact is this ain’t our fucking problem.  We can’t go into their house and steal their girls.  That shit gets around.  She has to leave on her own.  We can send a couple of boys to keep an eye out and give her a hand if she does, but that’s the best I can do.  We can’t have that hanging over our heads.  She’s just one fucking whore.  I ain’t got time for this shit.”  Preach spat.  “Fact is, I’ll be surprised if she makes it a hundred miles alive.”

Preach looked pissed about it too.

“Choo-Choo, did you do anything other than fuck that girl?  From the way you looked like you wanted to rip Eddie’s head off, I assume you at least talked.”  Spec asked with a tilt to his head that said he was working something out.

Choo-Choo nodded.  “We talked.  We talked a lot.”
“She got the balls to run?”  Law asked as he lit a cigarette and took a long pull.  “Might solve this little disaster for us if she’s got any guts.”  He shrugged.  “If not, I don’t see what the fuck we need to get involved for and I don’t know why we are sitting here wasting our fucking time talking about it.”

“She’s got spunk, but Eddie keep her locked down pretty tight.  She tried to get away once and he almost starved her to death.”  Choo-Choo felt something like panic.  If his brothers didn’t want to help then he would go it alone.

“Fuck.”  Moose crossed his arms looking fierce.  He couldn’t stand the sort of man that mistreated a woman and had broken a few noses to prove his point over the years.

“Could offer a trade.  We got a few I wouldn’t mind seeing traded off.  Peace offering sort of deal.”  Mike put in.  “Give them a couple for that one, if Choo-Choo’s got a hard on for her.”

“What the fuck are we doing worrying about one whore from Texas?  Choo-Choo, man you got my respect, but stick your dick in another pussy man and move da fuck on.”  Gator drawled with his thick Cajun accent.  “We got bigger fish to fry if you ask me.”

Preach nodded.  Choo-Choo knew that Mrs. was a force to be reckoned with, but this was a motorcycle club, not a garden party.  He knew by the look on Preach’s face that he was on his own.

“I can’t start a war over a bitch.  I’ll send Sniper to give her a message and that is all I can do.”

He didn’t look happy.

Lawless let a grin curl his lips.  “Too bad for you old man.  When you tellin’ Mrs.?”

“Fuck you Law.”  Preach said without heat.  Law got most of his pleasure at the expense of others.

“Just want to make sure I’m not around, that’s all.  I hate it when mom and dad fight.”

Moose snorted a laugh and even Shadow looked amused.

“I’ll just tell her you all voted me down.”

“Now dad, you wouldn’t do that to your sons.”  Law drawled as he stood.  “We got any real shit to talk about or was all this just about Choo-Choo’s pussy?”

“Get the fuck out of my sight.”  Preach frowned, but he too looked amused.  Only Choo-Choo felt like grit.

Everyone stood to leave, but Choo-Choo.

Preach leaned back in his chair and regarded Choo-Choo with a knowing look. 

As soon as the door closed behind the last brother Choo-Choo spoke up.

“What if I claimed her as my old lady?”  Choo-Choo asked.

Preach shook his head.  “If you want her to know something, send it with Sniper, but we can’t be a part of anything right now.  She shows up on her own,” he shrugged his shoulders in his black t-shirt making his leather cut shift.  “I won’t have a problem with it, but we don’t know her and she will need to be watched, same as anybody.  Making her your old lady won’t earn her any respect around here.  Rena would eat that girl for lunch.  If she ain’t got the balls to leave that fucker, she won’t be any good to you.  A man needs a woman who has his back.”  He shook his head.  “That girl was scared and if I had my guess, she thought you might be her out.”

Choo-Choo felt that old feeling crawl up his back.  Preach might be right.  Why would a woman who looked like Josie want a man that looked like him?  She wouldn’t, not unless she wanted something.

All the determination drained out of him.  She had used him...but then she hadn’t.  The last time they were together flashed back to him.  He’d thought she’d been crying when he woke up, but she had been stroking his dick so he’d lost his ability to think.

His emotions swirled until his head started to pound.

Did it matter?  Did any of it really matter?  She was in trouble and he could help her.  Shouldn’t he do that even if she had just used him?  She was obviously scratching to find a way out.

He knew the answer.  He couldn’t let her live that way.  It didn’t matter if their time together had meant nothing to her, it had meant something to him.

He looked up and found Preach watching him.

“Aww fuck.”  Preach ran his hand over his face.  “I don’t want to know and if you cause a fucking war over this woman I’ll have your ass for it.”

Choo-Choo just nodded as he stood and hurried out the door.  He had to find Sniper.

Five

Josie was frozen.  She could barely keep herself from falling off the back of Eddie’s bike.  The icy wind cut through her clothes until she feared she would lose her extremities.  She had never been so miserable in her life.

Eddie pulled off the road and stopped at a rundown gas station about a hundred miles away from the Defenders’ compound.  It was the first time he had looked at her since he’d slapped her in the yard.

His scowl was dark.  He grabbed her hair and jerked her off his bike with a force that made her want to scream, but she stayed quiet.  Her frozen legs would barely hold her up as he turned her around and ripped her pants down to her knees.  The cuts on her ass from the graveled yard she had skidded across had bled and stuck to her pants.  They burned with new fire as Eddie jerked the fabric away and bent her over the seat of his Harley.  She was glad for the numbness that still clung to her body as he slapped her ass as hard as he could until he was out of breath and panting.  Her legs shook, but she remained as still as she could.  She heard the jingle of his belt and gritted her teeth.  She had endured him more times than she could count, this was just one more time…

He slammed into her with a grunt and pumped his seed into her within a few strokes.  He always got off on spanking her and this time had gotten him more excited than usual.  It wasn’t until he pulled out of her that she heard another jingle.  She struggled to stand up, but Eddie kept his hand on her back, holding her in place.

She heard the high pitched keening from Frog a moment before she felt him slide into her.  She wanted to wretch.  She wanted to rage, but she couldn’t move with Eddie’s hand holding her down.  She opened her eyes to see Poole standing just to the side with his dick already in hand.

“Been waiting for this for a long time bitch.”  He sneered as he watched Frog pump into her.

Josie shivered.  This would be her life if she didn’t get away.  She heard Frog groan and slide from her body.  Poole was bigger than Frog and Eddie and he wanted to hurt her with his size, but Josie was hurting so much on the inside that she didn’t even feel him rip into her.  She felt all of her hopes and dreams turn to sand as she tried to grasp them.  How would she ever escape this and where would she go if she did?

Poole had a hard grip on her hips and began pulling her into him with a force that would leave bruises all over her, but bruises on the outside healed.

She looked up to find Eddie’s eyes dark with something she had never seen before.  Hatred.

Frog laughed a high pitched, demented sound that made Josie shiver.

“I want another go Poole, hurry up.”  He whined.

“Go fuck Lippy for a while.  You know you love her ass better than pussy anyway, you weird fucker.”

A light lit in Frog’s eyes as he looked over to the woman that stood obediently by Poole’s bike.

“Lippy!”

Josie saw the woman pale and understood all too well.

“Time to get those knees bloody girl.”

Josie watched as Lippy shook her head, but Frog just slapped her and pushed her to her knees on the cracked asphalt.  Josie couldn’t pull her eyes away from the scene.  It must have been what she looked like so many times, pathetic. 

Josie snapped her eyes closed.  She wouldn’t watch another woman’s shame and she would never be a victim again.

Poole finished behind her and grunted a long, low laugh.

“No wonder you ain’t shared that.”  He said to Eddie as he stroked his fingers inside of her and up the crease of her ass.  “That’s fine snatch brother.  You ready to discuss business?  That pussy could buy you a lot of respect and favors in the club.”

“I don’t give a fuck what happens to her.  Bitch deserves it.  Let’s talk.”

Josie had expected them to let her up, but they kept her where she was.  They talked about deals and using her as bait all while Poole stroked her.  Her life was over.  She would be nothing more than a party favor now.

“I think your bitch could ride with me a while Eddie, let you cool off.”

“What the fuck do I care.”

Josie looked up and for a second saw hurt on Eddie’s face.  He must have cared for her in his twisted way.  That was just sad.

Poole pulled her up against his chest as Eddie stomped off to the store. 

“You can have her.”  He said over his shoulder and Poole’s grip hardened.

“You are mine now bitch.  I plan to make a shitload of money off you and you are going to do exactly as I say.  Do you understand me?  Maybe if you’re real good I won’t kill you like I’d planned.”

Josie shook her head.

Poole laughed in her ear.  “You just became the club’s newest whore and I’m claiming first dibs.  Eddie just don’t know what he’s doing and he just lost a fortune.”

Josie had no idea what had just happened, but it was bad.

Poole tugged her around to face him.  His pale green eyes were over bright as if he were running a fever.  His bushy dark brows were raised in excitement and the scar on his face stretched tight making it stark white against his tan skin.

He gripped the throbbing cheeks of her ass and pulled her against him.

“If that big fucker wants you after I’m done, I might sell you to him.  One night at a time of course.”

His laughter was loud and grated on Josie’s nerves.  Choo-Choo wouldn’t remember her in a few days and he wouldn’t want her after Poole finished with her, of that, she was certain.

He shoved her into a disgusting bathroom and slammed the door behind her and something rattle.  She tried the door only to find that it wouldn’t open.  He had locked her in somehow.

Panic filled her chest as she tugged at the door only to hear Frog laughing from the other side.  She froze.  What was she doing?  She was far better off locked in this bathroom than out of it right now.  She waddled over to the stall and shuttered.  It was filthy.  She looked at herself and realized she was no better than the toilet herself as she felt the warmth of what had just been done to her seeped down her thighs.  She pulled toilet paper from the chain that held several rolls and began trying to clean herself.  She used the toilet and tugged up her soiled leggings.  Then she made her way to the rusty sink.  She scrubbed her face in the chilly water and then pumped soap into her hand to scrub every inch of her body she could scrub.

She looked at herself in what was left of the mirror above the sink.  She looked fifty years old.  The ride and the realization of what her life had become had aged her.  She no longer saw the vibrant, hopeful young woman she had been in Choo-Choo’s arms.  Now she was a shell.

She heard a scrape and looked up to see a pair of bright blue eyes watching her.  She held onto the scream that wanted to tear out of her throat when he held a finger to his lips.

“Don’t scream now sweetheart.”

His voice was gentle, but she heard the anger he kept in check.

“Been following you for a hundred miles or more with a message for you.”

“What message?”  She whispered.

“One from Preacherman, you know who that is sweetheart?”  When she nodded he continued.  “He wants you to know you need to get the hell away from these fuckers.  He sent you a little cash to help you along and me in case you found yourself in a situation you couldn’t escape on your own.  His old lady took a shine to you so it seems.”

Josie took a step toward the window and glanced at the door.  Poole could come back at any time and this would be a lost opportunity.

“Will you help me out of this?  Just out of this damned bathroom and I won’t ask for anything more.”

This handsome stranger tilted his head causing the light to make his blonde hair glow as he studied her.  He nodded once and leaned into the shabby bathroom offering her his hand.

Within a few minutes she was free.  She followed the stranger as he led her around the building and into a trash littered field full of scrubby bushes.  He pointed once and she saw Eddie with Gipsy bent over against the wall of the service station fucking her with enough force to make the woman cry out.

Josie sucked in a shocked breath.  Eddie had never hurt her the way he was hurting Gipsy.  Frog and Poole watched and laughed as Lippy sat on her bloody knees and waited for whatever came next.

How had she ever thought she could live that way?

She startled when the stranger spoke at her ear.

“That’s not the way it should be.  That right there is a bunch of sick fuckers.  Don’t you dare think we are all like that.”

He pulled a thick envelope from inside his jacket and handed it to her.

“Preach said not to give you that unless I thought you had a backbone.  I’m trusting you not to make me look like a fool.”

She took the envelope and ran her finger across the blocky letters.

“Goldilocks,” she whispered as she read.  Tears sprang to her eyes and she wiped them on the back of her hand before handing the man the envelope back.

He looked puzzled even as a small mile curved his lips.  “You don’t want to look inside?”

She shook her head.  “I’ve done enough to him.  Anything that may have been possible…”  She let out a shuttering breath and looked back to where she could still see Eddie and his brothers.

“Hmm.”  Was all the stranger said before he nodded his head toward the edge of the field.

They silently made their way to the cover of a few trees.  Josie didn’t make a sound, even when something cut into her foot.  She had to get away.

The stranger looked to her feet a few times, but said nothing as if he thought acknowledging her shoeless state would send her into hysterics.  It was probably a good call.

They reached an old blue pickup and he opened the door for her to slide in.

“I shouldn’t.  I don’t need to pull your club into my shit.”  She said with every ounce of bravado she had left.

He didn’t say a word, only raised a brow and nodded toward the bench seat.

Ok so she knew she was being ridiculous.  She slid into the truck trying to hide her wince just as she heard a crash and a curse.

“Jig’s up sweetheart, ready to roll?”

He actually looked excited.  The truck roared to life and he spun out into the road.

She had done it.

She was free.

She turned her wide eyes to the stranger beside her and let out a breath she had been holding since Eddie had found her with Choo-Choo.  She grinned and let out a whoop that had the man at her side laughing a low sound that reminded her too much of Choo-Choo.

He reached back into his jacket and pulled the envelope out again.

“Keep that.  You can open it when you want, but you need to have it.”

“He’s not going to want me after…”

The man actually snorted.  “Yeah, ‘cause he’s a fucking puritan that one.  Ain’t never had to do shit he hated to survive.”  He raised his brows and Josie actually laughed.

He was right. 

She clutched the envelope to her chest.  She wasn’t ready to open it, but she would hold onto it forever.