Alllllllright... Yall better be apprecative because it's 2 in the morning and I wanted to finish this chapter before I went on vacation. So... Here you go.
And I made it extra long.
Also, I don't own anything that is remotely close to HH.
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Hudson's POV
I threw my keys on my bed and collapsed on my love seat.
"Ughhhh…" I muttered into my pillows. Baseball was even worse than usual. Coach was in a bad mood so he made us run 5 miles. And we didn't even get to run by the cheer practice. Afterwards, I had to go out with Chris and his girlfriend Taylor to Chili's for nachos. That took a little longer than I expected.
I flipped onto my back and started to think about the girl who sits next me. With her striking face and dangerous personality, how have I not noticed her before? She isn't a girl I would usually pursue. I thought about it. A change is always healthy.
Mrs. Kain is so gonna give me detention. I didn't get anything about the chick. Except for the fact that I knew she questioned me the whole time on purpose. I frowned at how stupid I was. How did I not notice that? I also didn't notice her folding that piece of paper with her number on it. And my plates. How did she know that? Maybe she's a stalker.
I laughed out loud at myself. I have a stalker. Great.
Well, I had to get at least a few things about her. Something tells me she isn't going to be very willing.
I jumped off the couch and into the shower. I quickly washed my hair and body. I shot out of the shower, into a pair of jeans and black v-neck. I shook the water out of my hair and peaked at the clock. 7:30. I looked outside. It was already getting dark. Dad didn't get home until… well, later. He always came home late. He was a lawyer at some big office downtown.
Now, I know you're wondering about my Mom. Out of the picture. Left when I was 3. Don't be too sad for me. I work things out just fine.
But I wasn't home alone. My sister, Mase, was in her room. Working out to one of those Latin dance videos.
I sighed and grabbed my phone off my dresser.
"Hey Dad." I spoke into the phone.
"Hey son. What can I do for you?"
"I was just letting you know I just got home and I='m doing some things for a project." I said as I dug through my backpack, trying to find the crumpled piece of paper.
"Yeah, sure son. How's Mason?" He never calls her Mase like I do.
"Great. She's in her room. Working out."
"Good for her. Gotta go. Love you."
"Love you too…" Dial tone.
He hung up. Nice Dad.
I looked down at the paper. 773-5862. I dialed the number and waited for her to pick up.
She picked up on the first ring. "Yeah." She sounded preoccupied.
I heard glasses clinking and deep laughter. "Hey. It's Hudson."
There was a pause on the other end. I heard laughter and I frowned. Nice.
"Hey, Kae-Black." I heard a smile in her voice.
"Hi. I didn't get anything on you in class and…" I started but she cut me off.
"I'm in the middle of a really important game. So, could you get to the point." She laughed darkly.
I looked at the phone and made a face. "Well, I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions since I didn't get to ask you any today in class so if I could just ask you some over the phone…" She cut me off again.
"I'm at Ohto's Bar by the pier. Come find me." She said in a deep voice.
"Well, can't I just ask you over the phone?" Dial tone.
Great. I hadn't planned on going to look for her. I banged on the wall.
"Hey Mase!"
She pounded back. "WHAT! I'm working out!"
"I'm going out!" I yelled.
She was standing in my door frame when I turned around. "Where you heading lookin' like that?" She looked me up and down. Her eyebrows wiggled and she grinned slyly.
"… Out." I bent down to avoid her gaze and untied my shoe.
"Come on bro. You going to see a girl?"
"Kinda." I retied it.
"What's her name?"
I looked up at her. "I, uh, I don't know."
She smiled. "So, you're basically telling me you're kinda going to see I Don't Know at Out."
"Yep. Can you cover for me?" I went over and got on my knee in front of her.
She looked down at me and laughed. "Yeah, sure bro. Get up and go."
I grabbed her hand and kissed it. "Love ya sis!" I grabbed my keys off the bed, grabbed my backpack and headed out the door. "I owe you one!"
"Nah!"
I laughed and fled towards my Jeep.
I pulled into a parking space and grabbed a piece of paper and pen. I'm very glad that it only took me 10 minuets to get here. That means, less gas I have to pay for.. I jumped out of the car and slammed the door shut. I walked towards the front, patting her hood as I walked by, and walked through the open door.
Inside, I all but choked on the cigarette and cigar smoke. Through the fog, I could see a bar on the left wall, pool tables in the middle and two poker tables on the far wall. Dart boards hung on the right wall and Bud light and Michelob neons hung on the walls. There were no windows. I saw people drinking beer, shooting pool and playing poker. Kiss' Love Gun drifted through the air and curled around my body. I walked over to the bar and sat down.
"Hey, how old are you?" I heard a gruff voice from my right. I turned my head to see a large woman with tat sleeves and frizzy red hair.
"Uh, 17 but I'm looking for someone…" she cut me off. How many damn people were going to cut me off tonight?
"Gotta be 21 to be in here. Out." She nodded towards the door and faced another customer.
"Please. I'm just looking for this girl…" she cut me off again.
"Out." She said it sharp and with a very mean look on her face.
"Marcie. He's with me." I heard someone yell from across the room. I turned my head and saw a blonde head at one of the poker tables.
Marcie grunted and yelled back. "All right sweet heart. You watch out for this kid." She glared at me. "Don't you hurt my little Killer." She made an "I'm watching you" gesture.
I smiled and made my way quickly back to the poker tables. I saw that she was sitting in the middle with her back to me. Suddenly there was an "Ohhhhh" that came from the men at the table. I looked over "Killer's" shoulder. I saw 3 cards. An ace, a king and a jack. 21. She had won.
"Hand it over, jackass." She stood up and leaned over the table, wiggling her fingers in front of the dealers face. He grunted and handed over a set of keys. "And, forget the beer. Get me a rum and coke."
"Hell yeah!" she high-fived the men around the table then turned to face me. "Sorry boys. I gotta take this one." She smiled at me. A very devious smile. The shadows seemed to bend toward her. She seemed even more mysterious and dangerous than in school.
And I know why.
This is her domain.
Her area. I'm trespassing in her territory.
I'm at her mercy.
This scared me.
And for some strange reason, I liked it.
I clutched my paper as she walk towards me.
"So, ready for this interview?" her gaze seemed to split me in two.
Think of something smart to say. Like, Do you know you look damnly gorgeous? "Why did you hang up on me?"
Real smooth Hudson.
She laughed darkly. "I told you. I was in the middle of an important game. And I didn't hang up on you." She grinned at her palm in which she was studying.
How do you have the effect to turn me on so quickly? "What was so important?"
Nice bro.
"Well, when I hung up on you, I mean, when the call was dropped, I had just bet my GT because he dealt me an ace and a queen. Turns out, he also had 21, so I lost. Then, the next even more important game, was when I bet a beer, a kiss, and he could keep my GT if he won. If I won, I got a beer and my GT." She grinned and walked over to the dart boards.
I followed. "You drink?" You know you gotta nice ass.
"Nah. I give 'em to Tucker." I noticed her hips swayed a little more.
Who the hell is Tucker and should I be jealous of him? "Whos's Tucker?"
She went over to an empty dart board, pulled out the darts from the previous gamers and walked back to me. "A friend."
I watched her walk back to me. Her blonde hair was pulled into a braid that flowed over her shoulder and her black bandana circled her head. She wore her leather jacket over a plain white t-shirt that was tucked into grease stained, ripped up jeans. I noticed that they had a rip at the knee, one on the upper thigh and another right above the knee. Not much skin wasn't showing, but I noticed the skin that did. I also noticed the way her hips swung seductively as she walked towards me. The leather boots she wore were untied. And that was incredibly hot.
She looked like a biker angel from heaven. The sexy part of heaven.
Something she said before pulled me out of my reverie.
"Hold up. Did you say you own a GT? As in, a mustang GT?"
She laughed enigmatically. "Yes."
"Seriously?" I sounded so stupid.
"Yeah. It's my baby." She handed me three red darts. "Did you know red is the color of passion? And physical pleasures?"
I looked at the darts in my hand. "Not shocking."
She threw a dart. Her movements were smooth and lazy at the same time. It landed in the middle of the red circle. She looked at me, then at my notebook. Her eyebrows raised just a little.
"Oh, yeah. Questions." I flipped open to an empty page. "Name?'
She looked at me with a cold stare. "You can call me Steel."
I furrowed my eyebrows but wrote it down. "Full name."
"You just need to know Steel." She threw another dart. It landed in the green ring.
I looked up at her. She was studying the board. "That's a very interesting name."
"Yeah, I know. Next question." She grabbed another dart and weighed it in her hand.
"Hometown?" I asked with my pen poised to write.
She threw her last dart. I think she threw it a little harder than she meant to because it went through the first one. Just split it right in half. I stared at her with an open mouth.
"Close your mouth." She said as she stalked over to the board and yanked out the darts.
I chomped my mouth shut and looked down at my paper.
Name: Steel (No Last Name)
Hometown:
I sighed and erased Hometown. "Do you work?"
She walked back over, a distant expression on her face. "Yes."
I looked up at her and waited. When she didn't say anything, I asked "And where would that be?"
"I work on cars down at Myk's. Sometimes, I work here as a bartender." She stuck the broken dart in her pocket.
I wrote down Mechanic and not Bartender. "What do you do in your free time?"
She looked over at me with a comical gaze. "I don't have free time."
"Well, if you did, what would you like to do?" I asked.
"I can think of a few things." She came and sat next to me with a smile playing on her lips.
"And they are…" I motioned for her to carry on.
She counted the reason on her fingers. "First, I'd like to play more poker. I kick ass at that. Second, I'd like to work on my cars some more. And third," she leaned closer to me and tilted her head upward "I'd like to kiss you."
I stared at her. For awhile, that's all I did. Stare at her. Then, I finally spoke.
Well, babe, I wanna rock your lips until you can't feel them. "That's not funny."
"Who said I was kidding?" She turned her head forward with a smile teasing the corners of her mouth.
"Wha's up, my sexa beas'?" A thick Russian accent pulled my head away from Steel. A largely muscled man stood in front of us. He had short cropped black hair and dark brown eyes. His mouth was twisted into a smirk as he looked at me.
"Not much." Steel said with a languid yawn.
"What? Am I boring you?" I playfully cocked my eyebrow.
She stopped mid yawn and matched my stare. "Quite the contrary." She said it with a British accent. It was so hot.
The man in front of us chuckled, a very deep throated chuckle. "So, you're Hudson, eh? I 'erd a lot 'bout you." His accent made him sound like a Russian pirate.
"Hmmm… You have?" I peeked at Steel out of the corner of my eye. She was glaring at him through squinted eyes. "I bet you're Tucker." I stuck out my hand.
"'At would be a smar beh." Tucker chuckled cheerfully and grabbed my hand. He shook firmly then let go.
Tucker slung his arm around Steel leaned towards her. I could barely see that he was whispering something in her ear. I almost didn't see that flash of emotion that swept across her face, but I did. I don't know what emotion, but it wasn't good.
"Well, I think Hudson has to get going." Steel said and shrugged away from Tucker's beefy arm. "I'll walk you out."
"But I'm not done yet…" she cut me off.
"Yeah. You are." She grabbed my arm and pulled me off my stool.
I swiveled my head around and looked at Tucker. "It was nice meeting you."
"Li'ewise." He waved and turned to walk away.
We passed the bar and Steel dug the broken dart out of her pocket. "Sorry, Marce. I owe you another dart."
Another?
Marcie looked at me with suspicious eyes. "No problem, Killer." She swiped the dart off the corner as she gave me another "I'm watching you" signal.
We walked out the door and over to my car. I tucked my paper and pen in my back pocket.
Steel leaned against the door of the driver side "See you tomorrow, Kae-Black."
"See you." I motioned for her to move.
She crossed her arms and tipped her head downward, staring at the ground.
"Are you challenging me?" I smiled slyly.
She looked up and a corner of her mouth jerked. "Why yes. I am."
I put my hands on either side of her head. "Oh, really?"
She looked up at my face. "Really."
My hands rested on her shoulders then slowly made their way down her body and settled on her waist. I pulled her hips to mine and turned her around so her back was to another car.
The whole time she watched me with an even gaze.
I heard a few whistle come from inside to open doorway.
She continued to stare at me.
I leaned in a little when my hand touched her lower back.
She didn't move the entire time.
My forehead rested on hers and then she closed her eyes. She sucked in a breath through her nose and she looked absolutely angelic. In a, total greaser kind of way.
I smiled slyly and let go of her. I turned around quickly, opened my car door and jumped in. Slamming my door shut, I started the car and rolled down the window.
"Thanks for moving." I winked at her. She had crossed her arms and opened her eyes but she still leaned against the car. Her mouth was straight as a pencil and her eyebrow was cocked.
I back out of the space and she still stood there, just watching me.
It was actually kind of creepy.
I waved and drove off.
When I looked in the rearview mirror, she was gone.
oooooooh... mystery :D
If you haven't read Hush, Hush, you really should. It's super amazing. Like, "Holy shit. Patch, bang me right now" because Patch issss sooooo hot! Thanks
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P.S. Steel's rockin boots are on my profile :DDD
