Damaged Love (Bound Series Book 2) (3 page)

I try again to get into his pants. He throws me over his shoulder. I’m kicking and screaming at him to put me down.

“I will not put you down, I am going to take you home, where you can calm down.”

“Why are you such an asshole?” I scream.

We get to the truck and he literally throws me in the truck and slams the door. I am stunned because I have never seen him like this.

“Kayla, normally I don’t say much, I accept that you have issues with them, but to try to have sex on a dead man’s grave? You need to get yourself together!”

“Don’t you dare tell me I need to get myself together, you have no fucking clue how he hurt me!”

“Kayla, you are acting like a child. Yes he hurt you, but the man is dead. You watched him get put into the damn ground. Do you really think it’s okay to have sex there?”

“I just wanted him to know that he has no power over me any longer.”  “Do you know how to take your power back Kayla?”  “No, I don’t Garrett.” I say crying.  “You have faith in yourself. You hold the power, not them. Take your power back. Show the world that you are better because of your past. Don’t be a statistic.”

I never thought Edwin’s death would make me feel like this. I am so pissed at him. I have wanted him dead for years, but I am also torn. He was always the lesser of the two evils. When his brother was harsh and cold, he was caring and warm. I know it sounds crazy to think like that of someone who hurt you, but I always thought Elijah was the leader and Edwin just followed. He did what he was told to do.

Though I am still in tears, I can't believe I was so enraged at the gravesite that I did that to Garrett, but the entire way home he tells me not to worry about it. He’s there for whatever I need, whenever I need it.

Today, I needed him more than I need anything else. He took every hit I gave him today.

CHAPTER THREE

A Night Out

“If things seem under control, you are just not going fast enough.”

~Mario Andretti

While we are driving, I decide I do not want to go home so I tell Garrett to take me to the club. I am tired of sitting at home and it has been less than twenty four hours since I was released from the hospital. After telling Garrett, I call VI and tell her and Wyatt need to meet us there.

VI says “Great! They have an awesome band playing called Jaded. Besides, we can all use the night out and a good time after everything that's happened”

I hang up with VI, and Garrett turns the beast in the direction of the club. He grabs my hand and says, “Babe, are you sure you want to go back to the club?”

“Yes, I’m sure. I know what happened last time we were there, but I need to get out of the house before I lose my damn mind.”

“Okay babe, I was just making sure. I know you hate sitting around and not doing anything but you need to rest.”

“Yeah, yeah. I know I do but give me tonight please. Let me just enjoy a night out, and I swear on my pink Coach purse I will lay low tomorrow.”

“Wow! Swearing on a pink Coach purse. You must mean business because that’s like a Bible for you.”

“Why yes dear it is. That is why I swore on it instead of the Bible. If I swear on a Bible, I might go to hell, but if I swear on my purse, you know I mean business.”

“Touche’ babe, touché.”

It doesn’t take us long to get to the club. When we pull in, I see Wyatt’s crotch rocket parked right up front and VI’s car around the side. That lets me know they are here already. Before Garrett can even shut off my SUV, I am out and headed for the door.

Once outside the door, we find VI and Wyatt waiting for us at the V.I.P. entrance.

We make our way inside and I’m surprised. The band is kick ass.

Garrett and I are on the dance floor bumping and grinding to the music. He’s covering me in kisses, not giving a fuck who sees. Quite frankly, I don’t either. I look around and suddenly see the bitch Reagan walk up. Garrett must see it too because he takes my hand and leads me back to the table where VI and Wyatt are waiting with our drinks. Unfortunately, she follows us.

I sit on Garrett’s lap, and Reagan becomes enraged. She is ranting that I stole her man, and she has come to claim what is hers.

I get up in her face and tell her if she doesn’t get out of my face I’m going to knock her for a fucking loop. I’m so not in the mood to play her games. I watch her turn around, thinking she was leaving, however the bitch grabs a drink from the table and has the balls to throw it into my face. Before I can react, VI snaps and spins out of control.

She screams, “I whooped your skanky ass in school, and I will do it again. Reagan didn’t you get the memo, you are old news. He doesn’t want you. He has moved on to greener pastures. So bye Felicia!”

She grabs Reagan by the hair and slams her head onto the table. She then pushes her onto the ground, straddles her waist, and pounds on her face. Reagan tries to block the blows, and VI moves to her ribs. VI hits her over and over. Finally VI gets up, grabs Reagan by the hair, and pulls her to her feet, dragging her out of the club. There is a crowd gathering and VI doesn’t want witnesses.

I follow to make sure she doesn't completely lose all self-control. When I walk into the night air, I see her throw Reagan into her car. Yes, the little red car I saw that I thought was one of the bastards had traded their truck for. The one I saw when I was headed to the boat house to save VI.

Of course this enrages me even more, but I hear VI say, “If you ever come near Kayla or Garrett again, I swear to God I will make your life a living hell. After what you allowed to be done to me, you're lucky I don't shoot you here and now on the spot!”

“Garrett, will be my man again, you wait. He will grow tired of the used up wanna-be.”

VI reaches into her purse and pulls out a Taser. Hell, I didn’t know she even had one. Before I can react, VI is touching Reagan with it. She starts burning the bitch’s chest screaming, “How the fuck do you like it you cunt? You stood there and watched them do this to me now it's your turn to live with scars. How does it feel bitch?” I have never seen VI like this.

VI then turns and walks away. She spots me at the corner of the building and makes her way toward me. She breaks down and cries, “That bitch saw what they did to me and did nothing to stop them.”

“Kayla, all she was after was getting Garrett away from you. She didn't care what they did to me or you.”

“She's lucky I don't shoot her here on the spot.”

I hold her in my arms and tell her, “She will get hers when the time is right, but right now is not the time. We need to pull ourselves together.”

I give her a moment to compose herself. I see the fucking trick and I walk over to the car. I spit in the bitch’s face and pull her by the hair to look at me. When I see her face, I punch her five times and tell her if she ever lays a finger on my best friend again or let anything happen to her or even attempt to come near my man, she hasn't seen who the real threat is yet.

“I'm the bitch not to be fucked with!” I slam her head on the steering wheel, knocking her out. I turn around and walk back to VI.

I am thankful that no one is in the parking lot to see what has happened. I know where the cameras are and I hope that none of them are situated to spot that bitch’s car or record what has been done, but if so, we will deal with it when the time comes.

“Come on gutterslut, let’s go get our men and work off some steam on the dance floor. I need a damn drink.”

She looks down at her hands and sees the blood, and I pull her into the club and make a beeline to the employee lounge and immediately lock the door.

“Come on babe, let’s get you cleaned up.”

She looks up at me and wipes her face, and for the first time I actually see her tear soaked face. Her mascara is running down her face. And I see what looks like a fat lip. I grab the first aid kit and start to clean her up. She is trembling, and crying.

“Kay, I am so sorry. It’s always drama with her and I was fed up. I could not take it anymore.”

“Shhhhh, you have nothing to be sorry for. She had it coming. And when did you get a damn Taser? I knew about your gun because, well hell, I have shot that, but a Taser too?”

“Kayla, I bought it after my last run in with her. I knew that I’d see her ass again and I wanted to make sure she would feel the same pain I felt. I am not playing anymore. She better hope and pray that I don’t see her in a dark place around town, because I swear to everything holy, I will kill her.”

“Geez, Vi, tell me how you really feel.”

“Anyway, enough about her, I don’t want to hear her name for the remainder of the night. Let’s go find those Winter men. I’m sure they are freaking the fuck out.”

“We have been gone for a while now. So, speaking of the Winter men, are you and Wyatt like together, you know, have you guys made it Facebook official yet? Because you know unless it’s online you are not official.”

“No gutterslut, we have not given it a label or title. We’re having fun, and he is sooooo much fun!”

“Okay, no labels, I got you. Does he know you’re in love with him?”

“Wait! Who said anything about love?” VI asks.

“You didn’t have to say it VI. I know you. You’re my sister from another mister. You can try hiding it from Wyatt, but you can’t hide it from me no matter how hard you try.

“Kay, yes, I love him, but I am not going to be the first to say those words. I don’t have to worry about him saying that because Ariel broke his heart, and he has made it clear that there will never be anything serious.”

“I don’t know about that. I see the way he looks at you. I saw the look on his face when you were in trouble. He loves you too. Wyatt may not be ready to admit it, but he loves your ass despite your reluctance to admit it to the world. Okay, I see the look you are giving me. Enough with the heavy talk. Let’s go dance and have fun, but know a good man like him won’t remain single forever.”

“Kayla, I love you to the moon and back, but if you open your big mouth to Wyatt, I swear I will sneak in your house and destroy all your shoes, and then pour bleach on everything you own that is pink.”

VI is laughing so hard, I think she may fall down. I hold my hands up to surrender. When my shoes and signature color are threatened, I know when to surrender despite VI’s joking.

“That is what I thought you ass. I mean it—keep your trap shut.”

I raise my hands and do the scouts honor, and she hits my shoulder and we both start laughing.

“Damn. Did you guys fall in the bathroom or something? Is everything okay? After Reagan showing up here, I want to make sure you are fine.” A strong, familiar voice whispers in my ear. I turn around and see Garrett’s sexy face.

“I am fine. She does not worry me. It was only girl talk, and then someone in there needed a tampon, so I went out to the beast and got her one.

I see VI look at me and I know she will have my back. Though I am not worried, I don’t think he would care that his ex is sitting in the parking lot with a broken nose and now has some wicked scars.

After we get back in the club, VI takes Wyatt by the hand and drags him into the VIP lounge. The next thing we hear are her screams. Flashbacks of the first night I was here came into mind, how I had watched Wyatt and VI. Suddenly, I was turned on. I grabbed Garrett and lead him into Wyatt’s office.

“Babe, where are we going? I thought we were going to the dance floor.”

“No. I have other plans for us at this moment.” I rub his cock through his jeans as I drag him into the office. Slamming the door behind us, I push him against it and lock the knob.

“Babe, normally I would not complain, but we are in a public place.”

“Shut it Winters, a girl has needs. And right now I need you. I have his pants undone and I am on my knees, within a second I have his dick in my mouth. I take long slow licks and then I suck on the mushroomed head. I cup his balls and use my other hand while using my mouth on his dick. My assault on him makes him weak in the knees, and I can feel his knees shaking. I peer up at him through my lashes and notice that his eyes are rolling in the back of his head. I go for the gusto and I take him all the way into the back of my throat and it doesn’t take long. I can feel that he is close. I sneak my finger into his ass and that is all it takes. I now taste his thick cum. His balls tighten, and I am milking him. I take every last drop and then swallow it all. I clean him up with my tongue and kiss the head.

I start to stand up and the next thing I know I am turned around and my face is pushed up against the wall. My jeans are being pushed down around my ankles. He is reaching his hand under my shirt and has my nipple in his hands. Within seconds he is inside me, thrusting and making me scream out his name. We have never had sex like this and I fucking love it. I tell him to fuck me harder and I feel a slap on my ass before his hands wrap around my throat. He whispers, “Your pussy is like a fucking drug. One taste and you’re fucking addicted.”

I push my ass into him and he takes his other hand and has found my clit. He is fucking me from behind and has a hold of my clit with his thumb and I am seeing stars.

“Babe, tell me whose pussy this is.”

“It’s yours!” I scream.

“Are you sure? I don’t know, maybe I should stop.”

“Don’t you fucking dare” I scream “This is your pussy, baby. Now fuck me harder!”

He pumps a couple more times and we come together. We are both breathing heavy but he pulls my face towards him and gives me the most passionate kiss I have ever had.

“Kayla honey, what are you doing to me? I am not someone who has sex in public places, but today we almost had sex on the grave of a dead man and now my brother’s office. I swear I am not complaining so don’t take it that way, but are you sure you are okay?”

I stand there for a minute just looking at him, I shake my head and tell him I am fine. “Don’t worry about me babe. I promise if something is bothering me I will let you know.”

“But I do worry. I know that you still have your demons you are working through, but I am here. Please don’t leave me out of the loop. I will listen and I won’t judge.”

“I know that babe, but I am fine. Now let’s go get a drink because I am suddenly thirsty. You wouldn’t happen to know why, would you?” I ask, laughing and pull my jeans up and adjust my bra so that I am fully covered.

The steady beat of the music is hypnotic and I catch myself swaying to the beat. Garrett grabs my hand and leads me on the dance floor. He is holding me close and we are slow dancing to Ed Sheeran’s
Thinking Out Loud.
Garrett is singing the words to me and it melts my heart. I whisper, “I love you Garrett.”

He places my hand on his heart and says “Babe, you have my heart and I love you too. “

I kiss him softly on the dance floor while we are swaying back and forth. There is a room full of people around us, but I don’t see anyone, just him. It is like time stands still during this song.

The next thing I know the song is over and I am being led over to the bar.