Psycho - Headless Horsemen MC novel Chapter 5

- Harley -

It's been about a month since I've been working at the club, Shelby (Red) and I have basically become sisters, I look at her as my little sister, I've taken her under my wing slowly building her confidence up, teaching her some simple self-defence in case I'm not there if someone starts shit. I pray that I am every time, I don't think I'd ever forgive myself if something happened to her, I never want another woman to go through what I have so If I can do anything to stop it I sure as hell will no one was there to save me, I refuse to sit by and watch.

Maybe I'm attracted to her presence cause she's like a ray of sunshine to my dark gloomy life. Somewhere to keep soul, selfish I know, but people like me tend to feed on people like her, to try and bring some type of light into our lives.

Killer comes in almost every day if I didn't know any better id say he only comes to watch me considering he gets a private dance every time hes in. Unfortunately always getting interrupted before we even start, but its also making this little game allot easier for me... I come back from my break to find a few Harleys out front, I make my way to the bar and hear some familiar voices coming from the office, I walk in to see Killer and Gunner looking at the security tapes from a month ago watch.

"God damn she fucked him up" Gunner says, I smile to myself before making myself known "Mmm, god damn I look good" I say while walking between Gunner and Killer leaning my hands on the table watching the tv screen, "You might have to bring her on a few jobs with us Killer" Gunner says smiling at me, "Don't tempt me with a good time" I say before walking back out to the bar.

After a few dances and some bar work I go out the front for a joint, placing it in between my lips and lighting it I take a deep inhale and slowly exhail it instantly relaxing my mind and body. I go to take another drag before It's suddenly taken out of my fingers, I open my eyes to see Killer holding it, I go to take it back as he takes a drag, I throw a small tantrum like the damn child I am, I've waited hours for this, he laughs at me throwing a fit like a kid before pulling me into his waist and chest, I think he was expecting me to push him off of me but honestly I didn't want to, I kinda enjoyed it.

He puts it back in my mouth before I take a drag again this continues until most of It's gone, we haven't spoken a word but it's not uncomfortable either, it's kinda calming in a way, he gently grabs my chin and raises my face to his, now staring into each other's eyes, it takes all of me not to turn into putty in his hands, I don't know why he has such a way with me, no one has ever affected me this way and I don't know if I like it or not, I have to be in control at all times.

"What's your name?" he whispers to me "Cherry," I say like the smartass I am, "You're real name Darlin" I know almost nothing about him I'm not about to go and tell him my life story. "What's yours?" I ask hoping to change the conversation, he smirks "Jaxon Jones, but everyone calls me Killer, your turn" My first name won't hurt right? "Harley" I smile.

"Last name?" I roll my eyes before answering "Davidson" I say with a cheeky grin on my face, I laugh "Your real last name" I sigh and look down to my hands before answering, I've never spoken about why I don't use my last name. "I don't have one anymore, I'm not that person, I'm Harley.. just Harley" it's the truth at least, hoping he doesn't ask any more questions.

"I want you to be mine, and when I want something I get it" I choke on air when I hear the words come out of his mouth, I'm a little shocked at how straight forward he is. But I'm still not one for relationships, I won't be hurt anymore, I have no trust any more, I'm damaged. I will never allow someone else to hurt me, I don't care how much I hurt myself but I know I won't survive if someone else I care about hurts me. My body breaks out in goosebumps, every time he talks to me, but I'm not going to turn to putty in his hands, If he's serious about this he can prove it to me, make me believe it it's true, he can show me just how much he wants me.

"Nu-uh sugar, you've gotta work for it, earn it, sell it to me jax, and maybe just maybe I might consider your offer" I walk back inside before he has the chance to reply. I go to the bathroom before making my way back to the change rooms, I walk into Jax clearing out my locker "And what exactly do you think you're doing?" I say leaning on the door frame watching him sort through my spare clothes, "Chuck these on" he throws an oversized singlet, shorts and my riding boots, he turns around and looks at me "What are you waiting for?" raising his eyebrow, too easy big boy.

I smile at him and start to undress, I laugh when his face drops as he tried to adjust himself, I turn to the mirror and fix my hair and make up, "Take a picture it lasts longer" I say while winking at him, he walks over to me pressing his body into mine, he feels amazing against my skin, leaning down to my ear he whispers "Trust me Darlin, when I take a picture of you it won't be of you clothed, it will be you naked on my bed, in my cut" he leaves a trail of kisses from my neck to my jaw, I can't help but let out a small moan when he hits a sensitive spot on my neck.

Before I can call out to anyone the guy grabs one of my tits. Oh hell no. "Who the fuck do you think you are?" I stare at him not breaking my face, I wait for him to either start-up or back off, dear god, I hope its the first one. "Watch your damn pretty mouth little girl, It would be a shame If someone had to mess it up," he says while grabbing my face and tightening his grip on my cheeks, who does this douchebag think he is? I laugh in his face causing the few men left to look in my direction.

I try to recatch my breath while wiping the tears of joy that rolled down my face, "Would be a shame if I beat some submission into you, I'm sure you could make us some money" he smiles at me, making me feel furious, time to play I guess. He laughs in my face as he raises his hand to slap my face I duck and grab him arm twisting it behind him pulling hard on it until I hear a loud crunch and pop, bye-bye shoulder.

I kick the backs of his knees and watch him drop to the floor like a sack of shit, I take the pocket knife I keep on me at all times out of the waistline of my underwear, quickly flicking it open and pressing down onto the side of his mouth, making a small cut just enough for blood to start to trickle out, I smile at the sight of it, Jax is right, I enjoy this too much. "Go on talk again and see what happens" he spits on my face "Go fuck yourself whore, I'll have you fucking killed" he gritted through his teeth.

Before anyone had the chance to react I move the blade from his mouth to his upper thigh stabbing it down and twisting it as I hear him scream in agony. I laugh again and suddenly feel a pair of arms dragging me off of the man, I shake loose of the grip and run back to the guy jumping over his body, at this point I only see red.

grabbing ahold of his other arm and pulling it back once more, I push him to the floor and wrap my legs around his arm and neck hardly pulling it again until I hear another crunch and pop, I get off of him and roll him onto his back retrieving my pocket knife I sit on his chest and hold it to his face once more, I lean down to his ear "Go on, try and touch someone without their FUCKING PERMISSION AGAIN" screaming the last few words, making sure everyone knew I wasn't fucking joking.

I get up and turn around to all eyes on me "What?" I scream, everyone turns around and goes back to what they were doing before, I headbutt him knocking him out before getting up, I smile and walk over to Val as she raises an eyebrow at me, I can't keep bashing the customers like this but I have self-control when it comes to assholes like him, Goodbye job. Suddenly she bursts out laughing, so so confused. "God damn little missy I didn't expect that you can head home after the bars cleaned up, I"ll get someone to clean this asshole up, I nod and make my way around the club cleaning up empty glasses and tables.