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This chapter is the beginning of one of many drama arcs, so be warned.
The song for this chapter is When You Came into my Life by Scorpions.
Honey and Half Sack are still kissing as the ride slowly turns to let people off. When they're almost level with the ground, Honey pulls away, running the tip of her tongue over her slightly swollen bottom lip. "This was the best day ever." She murmurs, running her fingers gently through his hair before pulling away to fix her clothes and lipstick. He nods as he does the same, wiping the pink off his lips.
"Agreed." He helps her climb out of the car, smiling as he gets a nice view of her ass. "What do you wanna do now?"
She grins and starts to say something but is interrupted by Juice running over. "Hey, Clay wants all the guys at the clubhouse." He glances at Honey then at Half Sack, noticing something is going on but not sure what.
Honey sighs softly as Half Sack nods. "I'll be there in a couple minutes." Juice nods and runs off to gather the others, leaving Honey to pout up at Half Sack.
"Aw, we didn't even get to go back to the photo booth..." She giggles as he slips his hands into her back pockets and pulls her against him.
"We'll just have to come back then." He smiles boyishly, kissing her forehead. "I still gotta win that damn ball toss."
She laughs and nods, kissing his cheek softly. "I'm gonna hold you to that, Kip. Now go be a badass biker before Juice comes back."
He smiles and glances around before pulling her behind one of the tents and kissing her deeply, his arms around her waist holding her hips against his as he slips his tongue into her mouth. She gasps softly but quickly melts against him as she wraps her arms around his neck.
After a few heated moments, Half Sack pulls away and lets go of her, catching his breath. "I better go." He turns to walk away but she grabs his hand, smirking.
"Do you have any more quarters?" He nods, laughing softly as he hands her a handful of quarters. She smiles and pecks his cheek softly. "Thank you, baby."
They both walk out from behind the tent, Honey walking towards the photo booth and Half Sack walking towards his bike, noticing the others had already left. As he gets on his bike, he smiles as he notices Honey walking towards the photo booth. Seeing her smile and the evening sun glinting off the hints of red in her dark hair, he came to a startling realization.
'I actually love her.'
It was a shock to him. Sure they had both said it before but now, it felt real. He wanted to run over and grab her in his arms, never letting her go.
It kept repeating in his head as he drove off towards the clubhouse, a silly grin on his lips.
'I love her. I love her. I love her. I love Honey.'
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Honey steps out of the photo both with three strips of photos, all of them of her in stupid poses or making faces at the camera. She smiles as she looks at them before carefully tucking them into her bag with the ones from earlier. She starts to walk towards the candy vendor but a shrill yell distracts her.
"TRISTAN!"
Honey frowns and walks over hesitantly, laying a hand on the woman's arm to get her attention. "Mrs. Oswald? Did something happen?"
A bad feeling forms in her stomach as she sees the woman's eyes filled with worry and unshed tears, her expertly styled hair a tussled mess. "I can't find Tristan! She was supposed to wait here..."
Gemma walks over as Honey rubs Karen's back, looking around. "Well she has to be here somewhere, have you checked the rides?"
Elliot shakes his head as he walks up. "I checked all the rides and games."
Gemma and Honey look at each other and sigh, trying to comfort Karen. Honey glances at Elliot. "I'll go see if she's in the parking lot or something, maybe she got tired of waiting."
He nods and Honey walks off, biting her lip softly as she thinks 'Something bad is going on...'
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Half Sack could barely control his nerves as he watched the truck carrying the oil drums pull up outside the garage. He knew this was the first big break he had gotten in the club, their way of letting him in deeper, and he couldn't fuck this up. As he helped move the drums into the clubhouse, he couldn't help but feel a tad guilty.
They trusted him enough to let him in on their business dealings, not knowing he was sneaking around with their Princess. And there was no doubt that she was the Princess. Even Happy, the formiddable Tacoma killer, was wrapped around her finger.
But everytime he let the guilt into his thought process, the image of her smiling as the Ferris wheel turned slowly, her wavy har blowing in the gentle breeze as she turned to lay her head on his shoulder, managed to smother the guilt.
"I love her." He whispered as he set the last of the drums down and stood up, looking out of the garage at the starry night sky.
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Honey watches in horror as Tristan is loaded into an ambulence and rushed towards St. Thomas, her parents following close behind in their Mercedes. She leans into her mother's side, her arms wrapped around her stomach as she murmurs, "Mom...who would.."
Gemma shakes her head, looking down at her daughter. "I don't know, baby. But the guys will find out."
Honey nods, still feeling ill as she follows her mom to the Cadillac. She gets in and rests her forehead against the cool window, closing her eyes.
The drive home is silent and as soon as Gemma parks in the driveway, Honey gets out and walks inside. She walks upstairs and drops her bag on the bed then pulls her boots off, tossing them into her closet. Pausing only to turn some music on, she walks into her bathroom and undresses, still trying to sort out her thoughts. As she steps into the hot shower, she starts to clean her makeup off with a makeup wipe, thinking 'Tristan is only 13...and some sick asshole attacked her like that...' A small shiver runs down her spine and she sighs, wanting nothing more than to call Half Sack but not knowing if he is busy with the club or not.
She stays in the shower until the water turns cold and she steps out, wrapping a thick, fluffy towel around her body and padding barefoot into her bedroom. She dries off quickly, putting her damp hair up in a ponytail and putting on a pair of flannel boxer pajama shorts and a red cami, sitting on her bed and grabbing her phone.
'Fuck it, I need to text him...' She sends a quick message, hoping he'll be free.
Elizabeth: hey...if you're free, call me
She lays down and curls up, holding her pillow to her chest as she watches the tree limbs blowing gently outside her window. A few minutes later, her phone dings on the nightstand and she grabs it inmediately.
Kip: i heard what happened, are you okay?
Elizabeth: yeah...just need you.
Kip: meet me at the stop sign in 5 minutes.
She smiles softly as she sits up and slips her feet into a pair of black flipflops, sliding her phone into the waist of her shorts. She climbs out the window and nearly runs towards the stop sign at the end of the block.
When she gets there, he is just pulling up. She immediately kisses him deeply, before he can even put the stand down on the bike. He wraps his arms around her waist, holding her tightly as she kisses him like she'll never see him again.
When she finally pulls away for air, he lays his head against her stomach and murmurs, "Get on, baby. Let's go for a ride."
She nods, climbing on behind him and cuddling up to his back, wrapping her legs around his waist. He drives off, doing a u-turn in the middle of the street so he doesn't have to drive past Gemma's house. She lays her head on his shoulder, just wanting to feel him against her.
They ride around Charming for nearly an hour before he pulls into the parking lot of his apartment, parking and turning the bike off. Honey reluctantly unwraps herself from him and stands up as he does the same, setting his helmet on the handlebars. "Honey?"
She looks up at him, wrapping her arms around her waist. "Yeah?"
He bites his lip softly as he tucks a loose strand of her hair behind her ear. "Are you okay?"
She shrugs, looking down before turning to walk up to the apartment. He follows, unlocking the door for her and watching as she walks inside and sits down on the small, broken down green couch. She pulls her legs up to her chest, resting her chin on her knees as she sighs.
"What sick asshole does that shit to a little girl, Kip?" She whispers as he comes to sit beside her. "She'll never get to choose who gets that part of her..."
He wraps his arms around her as he runs his fingers through her hair. "I know..." He sighs softly as he kisses her forehead gently, unsure of how to comfort her. She lays her head on his chest and bites her bottom lip softly before sitting up.
He watches her in surprise as she climbs into his lap. "What-"
She kisses him softly and murmurs, "When I was 14, I went to a party with my friends. We were having fun, dancing and shit, and someone gave me a xanax." He listens intently, his hands gently rubbing up and down her back. "I blacked out and woke up upstairs with a guy trying to take my pants off."
She closes her eyes, pressing her face against his neck. He feels her tears running down his skin as he holds her tighter. "Honey..."
She shakes her head, pulling away to look up at him. "That's one reason I have nightmares. I dream about what would've happened if I hadn't woken up and fought." She sniffles softly as she looks down before leaning up to kiss him deeply, surprising him.
He wraps his arms around her waist, holding her as she kisses him, slipping her tongue into his mouth to press against his. He pulls away after a moment and frowns as he looks into her eyes. "Honey, what are you doing?"
"I love you." She nearly whispers, her fingertips ghosting over the tattoo on his shoulder. "I don't want my choices taken from me like Tristan. I want you to take my virginity. I love you and I trust you and I want you to make love to me." She says quietly but without hesitation. He gently lifts her chin, looking into her eyes seriously.
"Are you sure, Honey?" His eyes search hers for any uncertainty. Finding only love and passion, he stands up with her in his arms bridal style, his arms under her back and knees holding her as he walks to his bedroom.
She watches his face, her fingertips gently touching his cheek as her other hand holds onto the soft leather on his back. "Kip, I love you. So much."
He smiles softly as he looks down at her, laying her gently on his bed. "I love you too, Honey." He kisses her lovingly, his hands gently sliding up her hips to just below the curve of her breasts. She spread her legs so that he could lay between them as he trailed his kisses down her neck, his hands slowly lifting the thin cami up over her flat stomach, pulling away to pull it the rest of the way off. She blushes as her breasts bounce a bit with her movements, having forgone a bra after her shower.
He smiles as he raises up, holding himself up with his hands on either side of her body on the mattress. "You're beautiful, Honey."She blushes harder and smiles as she tilts her head a bit, her fingers running through his hair then down his chest before pushing his cut off his shoulders. He helps her, tossing it to the floor before kissing his way down the center of her chest, stopping briefly to suck on her nipples softly one at a time. She lets out a soft moan as she tangles her fingers in his hair.
"Kip..." She murmurs, her eyes half lidded. He looks up at her, smiling as he unties her shorts, slipping them down her legs and tossing them aside. She blushes, glancing down at her plain fuschia brief panties. "If I had known this was gonna happen, I would've worn something sexier."
He smiles as he kisses the white elastic waistband of her panties before moving up and kissing her deeply. "You're sexy no matter what you wear, Honey." He presses his hips against hers, letting her feel the bulge in his jeans against her heated center.
She smiles, biting her lip gently as she pushes on his shoulders, flipping them over and straddling him. She slowly trails her hands down his chest, then slides his black tshirt off, letting it drop to the floor as she leans in and leaves a trail of warm, open mouthed kisses down his toned chest. He runs his fingers through her silky hair, pulling it out of it's ponytail and gasping as her lips brush against his nipple teasingly.
Her hands move down to his belt, undoing the buckle then unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans as she leans up to kiss him deeply. He groans softly as her fingers brush his already throbbing erection.
She smirks and pulls away, standing up to slide her panties off. He watches in rapt attention as she does, his eyes glued to the small, smooth junction between her thighs as he lifts his hips and pulls his jeans and boxers down, kicking them off and grinning as Honey straddles him once more. She kisses and sucks on his neck, leaving a dark hickey as she gently rocks her hips against his. He moans softly and holds her ass, presses his cock against her soft, moist pussy lips.
She bites her lip in nervousness, looking down at him as she sits up. "Do you have a uhm..."
He nods, reaching into his nightstand and retrieving one of the foil packets from the box. She smiles and kisses him deeply as he tears it open, rolling it onto himself as she starts to fidget a bit.
He wraps his arms around her waist and flips them over, kissing her passionately as her legs wrap around his hips instinctively. The position allows his tip to easily prod her entrance and they both gasp at the feeling. She blushes as she looks up at him, feeling vulnerable and slightly scared.
"Kip?" She whispers, her eyes slightly wide as her hands press against his back.
"Yeah?" He whispers, looking down at her lovingly as he holds her hip, his other hand holding himself up.
She hesitates a moment before blushing as she looks down, seeing his thick length pressed against her. "It's gonna hurt, isn't it?"
He nods, kissing her forehead gently. "Yeah...I'll be as gentle as I can, I promise."
She tries to relax as she lays back, closing her eyes before opening them and whispering, "I trust you."
He looks into her eyes as he nods, lifting her legs to wrap tighter around his hips, the tip of his cock prodding her a couple times then pushing into her, making her gasp loudly. He cringes as her blunt nails dig into his back and her face presses against his chest.
"You okay?" He murmurs, glancing down and seeing half of his length inside of her. She takes a deep breath and nods, looking up at him and laughing breathlessly.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just freaking out a little." She whispers and glances down, blushing as the sight of him entering her sends wetness gushing towards her entrance.
He groans softly as he pushes in deeper, leaning down to kiss her deeply, mumbling against her lips, "This part might hurt a little..." He felt the tip of his cock brush against something.
She nods, closing her eyes and wrapping her arms around his neck tightly, pressing her face against his chest. "I know. Do it, Kip."
He takes a deep breath before thrusting hard into her, tearing through her hymen and pausing to let her adjust to him as he showered soft kisses all over her face, making her smile softly even through her tears.
He captures her soft lips in a gentle, loving kiss as he rubs one hand up and down along her hip, staying as still as possible. He groans softly in pleasure as she rocks her hips gently in experimentation, her tightness making his cock throb in pleasure.
"God, Kip...you can move now...please." She moans softly as she kisses his neck gently. He slowly thrusts, leaning down and sucking on her neck just above her collar bone, no doubt leaving a hickey.
She lets out small breathy moans, her back arching a little as she rocks her hips to meet his thrusts, tugging on his hair to pull his lips to hers. They kiss passionately as his thrusts grow steadily faster, the bed beginning to creak a bit as she scratches her nails lightly down his back.
He groans as he thrusts harder, wrapping one arm around her waist, elevating her hips slightly and making her gasp loudly as he thrusts against somewhere that sends shivers through her body. "Oh fuck, Kip, I'm gonna-"
"Me too, baby." He kisses her deeply as he slips a hand down to rub slow, deliberate circles on her clit as he feels his cock throbbing and swelling. She arches her back, pushing her breasts against his chest as her head tilts back showing the pale, red splotched skin of her neck as her nails leave long scratches down his back.
She nearly wails in pleasure as she cums, her legs tightening around his waist as she trembles slightly in his arms. He gives a few more thrusts and follows suit, cumming into the condom as he bites her neck gently, groaning in pleasure as he slowly stops moving, his body resting against hers until they've both relaxed and then sliding out of her slowly.
"Are you okay?" He murmurs as he sits up and takes the condom off, tying it off and tossing it into yhe garbage bin by his bed. She nods slowly as she stretches, then sits up.
"I actually don't hurt as bad as I thought I would." She stands up carefully and runs her fingers through her hair, leaning down to kiss him sweetly. "Thank you."
He smiles and kisses her as he pulls her gently into his lap. "I love you, baby."
She smiles, running her fingers along his cheekbones lightly. "I love you too. Now I gotta go shower and then I guess head home..."
He nods, sighing softly as he lets her stand up, watching her walk into his bathroom. He lays back, crossing his arms behind his head and smiles as he listens to the shower turn on and Honey hum softly.
'Best day ever.' He thought to himself as his eyes slip closed, only to open again a few minutes later. Standing up, he walks into the bathroom and smiles seeing Honey grin at him. "I was wondering when you'd notice." She holds the condom out to him as he steps into the shower.
"Just wanted to make sure you were nice and wet before I joined you." He smirks teasingly as he takes the condom, tearing it open. She smiles and kisses a slow deliberate trail down his chest.
"Don't worry baby, I'm plenty wet enough." She brings his hand up to feel her soapy breasts, pressing close against him.
He smiles and kisses her deeply as he rolls the condom onto his cock and picks her up, pressing her back against the cool tile wall as he slowly pushes into her again.
Neither one of them heard their phones ringing in the bedroom.
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"You make my life so much better." She murmurs hours later as she lays on his chest, her body achingly tired but a soft smile adorning her lips as she traces small designs in Half Sack's chest hair.
He smiles as he traces his fingertips along her back, looking down at her. "Good. I'm glad I make you feel better." He leans down to kiss her gently as she blushes softly.
"I mean it though baby, when we met I was a mess. I didn't think I'd ever fall in love, I was stuck here under my mom's thumb and I didn't dare letting myself hope for things I really wanted because I knew I wouldn't get them." She sits up, straddling his slim waist as she looks down at him.
He looks up at her in adoration, his hands coming to rest on her hips. "And now?" He gives her a soft smile as she lays her hands on his chest.
"And now, I love you. You keep my bad dreams away and give me hope. I think I'll be happy as long as I can have you." Her voice stays barely above a whisper as she looks into his eyes honestly.
He looks up into her eyes and smiles as he whispers, "You're the only girl I've ever slept with that meant anything." She frowns in disbelief but he doesn't let her talk. "The others were high school girlfriends and girls I met in bars. I've never had a girl in this bed, never held a girl after sex, and never poured my heart out to anyone."
Her eyes water as she wraps her arms around his neck, kissing him gently. "I love you." She whispers, her voice cracking. "You make me feel things, Kip."
He kisses her gently and wraps his arms around her, holding her to his chest as he pulls the blankets over their bodies. She frowns, looking up at him. "What about my parents? And the garage?"
"They can throw a fit if they want, I want to hold my girl for a few hours before work." He bites his lip, the thought occuring to him then that maybe she didn't want to stay. "I mean...if you wanted to..."
She smiles, cutting off his rambling with a kiss. "I'd love to, I just don't want you to get into trouble."
He shrugs, pulling her against him as he yawns. "I won't, I'll just skip the shower and sleep an hour later."
She nods, curling up against him and closing her eyes, then nearly jumping out of her skin as someone bangs loudly on the door.
"Shit, who the fuck..." He gets up, pulling a pair of boxers on and walking out to the door, pistol in hand. Honey gets up, putting one of his tshirts on and cracking the bedroom door open, peering into the living room.
Half Sack opens the door, yawning and then frowns as he sees his neighbor, a woman with bobbed bleached blonde hair and long red nails, wearing a red nighte and house slippers. "Uhm...good morning, Ms. Sammons."
She frowns, putting one hand on her hip as she cranes her neck trying to see into the apartment. "You have kept me up all night, Kippy. Who on earth do you have in there rocking the bed with?"
"No one, ma'am. I was just moving some furniture around and I guess I was louder than I thought." He gently took the woman's hand, ignoring the track marks on her fingers as he leads her back to her apartment next door.
When he returns, he finds Honey laughing as she looks around the kitchen, fully dressed. He smiles, watching her. "What are you doing, baby?"
"Nothing...Kippy." She grins at him, grabbing some cereal from the cabinet.
He laughs and comes up behind her, tickling her sides. "Hey, leave me alone. That woman is old enough to be my mother and she's tried to get into my pants since I moved in."
"It's just because you're pretty." She smiles at him and takes a bite of her cereal. "Now, I really have to get home. It's almost 5, I gotta help Gemma at the office at 8."
He sighs and nods, kissing the back of her neck. "Alright...let me go get dressed and I'll drop you off."
She nods and finishes her cereal quickly, then waits by the door as Half Sack walks out of his room in jeans and a tshirt, no cut. She smiles at him as she opens the door. "Thank you, for tonight."
He nods, kissing her softly. "Don't thank me baby, I'm glad you gave me that chance." She nods and follows him down to his bike, frowning as she feels her inner thighs burn when she straddles the bike. Ignoring the ache, she wraps her arms around his waist and snuggles into his back, closing her eyes as the cool morning air whips around her body.
All too soon, Half Sack had pulled up to the stop sign and Honey sighs as she reluctantly gets up, cringing as her sore legs protest. "I'll see you at the garage, okay?" She leans down and kisses him gently as he nods.
"Yeah, I'll come check on you on my break." He smiles at her as she nods and he watches her walk away, waiting until he can't see her anymore before driving off to the clubhouse, planning on sleeping in his dorm until his shift started.