Psycho - Headless Horsemen MC novel Chapter 10

**Quick trigger warning, mentions of rape and abuse, paragraphs 12-16. they're not too detailed but read at own risk**

- Jax -

I have to admit it watching Harley in her element completely in control of everything turns me on like crazy, I like that she's always in control, always determined, she's a fighter, a warrior. While my attention completely on Harley I hear the tranquillizer gun go off before focusing on Gunner who has just managed to shoot himself in the foot with it, I laugh my ass off and make my way over to him to inspect the damage hes done to himself, "How the fuck did you manage to shoot yourself? You cockhead" I start laughing again at his stupidity.

"Shut the fuck up Jax you've done dumb shit before" I shake my head before replying "Yeah but never this fucking dumb" I laugh again, "Damn I think its starting to kick in" I watch him as he slowly starts to slur his words and struggling to stand still, yep its kicking in alright. I hear Harley's voice come from behind me, "You had one job Gunner" She laughs after saying it, her laughs always sound like music to my ears, I'll never get sick of her voice, "Fuck up Harlz, you owe me a joint and a drink".

I turn back to Gunner and raise my eyebrow at him "Brother, I don't think it would be a good idea I'm sure the tranquilisers going to kick in soon" Gunner scoffs and flicks his hand shooing me away "Nah brother, wasn't too strong just enough to fuck up your senses a little, like a really fucking good high. and Harlz owes me a joint and drink from throwing her knife in my arm" He says while grinning like a 12-year-old that's just found out that you can find porn on the internet for free.

I grab onto Harley and drag her body into mine, it fits perfectly, no other female could ever compare to my Harley, I slowly untape her wrists and hand, kissing the bruised knuckles along the way, I lean down to her ear and whisper just loud enough for her to hear, "You really need to stop hurting my men kitten, keep going and you will have to be punished" I say while I bite down and suck on the small sensitive spot on her neck, a moan escapes her lips and it takes all of me not to throw her over the wooden table and fuck her infront of everyone here.

"Come on you two can finally fuck later, no time to waste when weed and alcohol are involved", I turn around and punch Gunner in the arm hoping its the same one Harley had previously thrown her knife into, he laughs after "Can't feel shit brother, tranquillizers done good" Matthew throws Gunners arm over his shoulder and helps him into the clubhouse talking shit between themselves, Harley still in my tight grip.

"Thank you" She whispers up to me while intertwining her fingers with mine, "For what kitten?" I raise an eyebrow at her confused as to what shes exactly thankful for, "For understanding" I sigh and pull her in closer to me if that's even possible "Anything for you kitten". Without warning, she smashes her lips onto mine and everything around us fades away it's just us, it's always just us, I turn her around still kissing her perfect lips, I don't dare to break the kiss between us. Her lips taste like pure sugar so addictive, like a drug, I slide my tongue into her mouth without asking permission, I'm not going to pussyfoot around anymore, I want her, I need her, she is mine and no one else's.

My Harley. My Kitten.

I tap the bottom of her ass and she jumps up wrapping her legs around my waist, "Come on kitten, Gunner will throw a hissy fit if you don't get your sexy ass in there" She laughs and tries to escape my grip, I don't think so, I hold onto her thighs and ass harder "Nope, I'm carrying your sexy ass in there" She buries her face into my neck and giggles like a child, so adorable. We make our way back into the clubhouse and towards Gunner, Snake, Irish, Juice and Wood who are sitting around a table, Harley jumps down from me and makes her way to the bar to get a drink.

I sit down with the boys who are hanging shit on Gunner for shooting himself, Harley comes back over and before she has a chance to sit down I drag her into my lap and wrap my arms around her waist. The next few hours have been the most calming time I've ever experienced in my life, my girl and my brothers getting along, talking shit telling stories, drinking smoking etc.

It's like she's the last puzzle piece to complete my life, how crazy, I never thought I would have felt this way about someone. Everyone was just an easy root and boot, I didn't care about their feelings, most of the girls would cry after I kicked them out of my room once I was done with them. I never once felt bad either but fuck me if I ever made her cry I'd throw myself off a building, I'd cut my own heart out if it made her happy. I take her hand and drag her away from the brothers before dragging her up some stairs to the roof of the clubhouse.

She stops and looks over the landscape infront of us, "It's beautiful up here" A smile forms on her face that I know won't last when I ask her the question I've been itching to ask her, "I know, I come up here when I'm sick of the dickheads inside" I laugh afterwards, I sit down on the edge of the roof and dangle my legs over the side, I pat the floor next to me as Harley walks over and does the same dangling her legs over mine instead, we sit there in silence for a couple of minutes before I break the silence and potentially her heart.

"After a few years I had saved enough money to leave on my own, I gave her my phone number and some money for taking care of me but I know no matter what I do it will never be enough to repay her for what she did for me, she gave me the gun and pocket knife I always carry with me, she taught me how to defend myself. I went back to my family home to find that the asshole Brett had moved him and my mother out. I climbed in through an open window that used to be my old room. But there were people inside, the people in there seemed to be his mates tho, all seedy-looking assholes, when I went downstairs there was a total of 10 guys and a few young girls who were naked and crying, I could hear a few of the men talking when they mentioned Brett's name, that's when I snapped, that monster had a part of this" She takes her pocket knife out of her shorts playing with it a few times before continuing.

"I killed them all, every single last one of them when I was done I couldn't recognise them anymore, most of the girls had passed out at the sight of me slicing through there bodies like a hot knife through butter. But after that my inner demons have since wanted blood, I ran upstares and found my old piggy banks emptying them into a backpack, I went to my parents bathroom and removed the lid of the toilet where I knew my dad had stashed some money, I grabbed that too and called the police before I left again, taking the men's phones and wallets before leaving, I was able to find the new address where my 'Family' had moved too, when I arrived I barged through the door and stopped dead in my tracks when I saw the asshole standing over her dead body, don't get me wrong my mother was an awful woman but I never wanted her dead, I just wanted her to love me like she used too. He was the first person I tortured, I spent my time on him, I think he made it for 6 hours before he eventually bled out, I even made him eat his own eye".

She laughs when she says the last part, but my heart breaks the more she speaks, no wonder she tried to kill her brother when she first saw him I would have done the same, fuck I would have shot everyone in my line of sight. "From then on I made it my personal mission to kill every single person that Brett associated with, all of the assholes that raped girls, or sold them or beat them. Every single one of them, I had lost count after 143 people. By the time I had eliminated them all I was 23, after the last one, I went on the run, stole a Harley and made my way out of the state, and well the rest is history" I wipe the tears that are running down her face before cupping my hands around her cheeks.

She refuses to look me in the eye, like she's embarrassed, ashamed or something. "look at me Harley" I wait for her for eyes to meet mine but she doesn't, "please, look at me kitten" she slowly moves her eyes to mine and all I can see is pain behind them, I take a deep breath before speaking.

"You are the strongest person I know, I don't think anyone else would have lived through the shit you have, you may think that you're an awful person but you're not, you did what you had to do to save yourself, and then you went and saved god knows how many other girls from the same path that you had walked, you don't realise how many girls you protected by killing the dogs. You Harley are a fucking warrior, a goddess, a force to be reckoned with. And I'm so fucking proud of you, and I know your brother would feel the same".

I press my lips onto hers gently before pulling her face back to meet my gaze again, pushing a piece of her hair behind her ear a small blush creeps over her face, "fucking perfect" I mumble under my breath she must have heard as her cheeks now burn red, I lean my forehead against hers and whisper "You are so fucking strong and I am so fucking proud of you".