Renegade Lady

How a father could allow his own daughter to be raped and beaten by a monster like Timmons, I will never understand.

What I see makes me want to put a damn bullet into Rig and Timmons’ heads.  Both of the stupid fuckers are buck ass naked and hammering into a girl. From the looks of it, she seems to be a damn kid.

No one touches a kid, and Renegade Sons do not beat or rape women. If I find out that members are continuing to do that shit, this club will be torn the fuck down.”

“She’s a sixteen year old kid that was being raped by members of the fucking club. Renegade Sons raping a kid…”

The other things he did to me made the first rape seem like a walk in the park, especially that first week when he kept me locked in his room, only coming in when he wanted to hurt me.

I watch the waitress wiggle her tight little ass as she walks away, and for a brief moment, I wish that I hadn’t brought Jenna with me.

As soon as I get out of the car, I see Kidd.  He’s sitting at one of the picnic tables with a blonde chick straddling his lap.

I throw my head back and pump the last of my release down the chick’s throat.

I turn my head to look at her and notice a stunning blonde with big green eyes standing behind me. My dick goes instantly hard.

Oh my God!  He’s got a woman in his bed, and he’s talking to me on the phone.

Sarah’s a good woman; one of the best I’ve ever met.  I didn’t think I’d ever find someone like her, especially here. Even as great as she is, she still can’t take away my fantasies of Jenna.

“Hey, baby,” Sarah says, walking towards me with a smile on her face.  I stand up and look towards Jenna just in time to see the color drain from her face.

Sarah’s a nice woman and she’s been good to me.  I can’t just kick her to the curb the same day she uprooted her whole life to move across the state with me.

“This is Sarah. She’s going to be staying with me for a while.”

“No!  You just said that. You didn’t mean it.  You love me, and I refuse to let you throw me to the side for some little bitch.”

Finally, I look back at Sarah. “Can I help you?” I say, doing my best to sound bored. “Yeah, you can stay the fuck away from my man,” she says snottily. “Excuse me?” “You heard me, bitch.  I’ve had enough of you strutting your ass in front of him.  If he wanted you, he wouldn’t be with me.”

Friends don’t treat each other like that.  Do they?

“Did you even once consider that if you had left us the hell alone, I may have claimed her?” I know she doesn’t deserve my words, but I’m too keyed up to stop.  “If I did, she’d be alive right now.  I’d have a woman in my bed instead of a little kid that I could barely even get hard for.”

We didn’t make love; we fucked.  Timmons was right.  That’s all I’m good for.

I can’t believe I truly thought he wanted me to be his old lady.

“Kidd claimed you?” “I thought he did, but then he went off after Sarah.  When I saw him at the clubhouse, he said it was my fault that she died,”

“No, I waited for him for forever.  I would’ve done anything for him, but now I’m done.  Ever since he brought Sarah home, it’s been one thing after another. This, well, this was the last straw,” I say as I lean my head onto his shoulder.

“You sure as hell did.  You treated her like trash, and she ran away,” he says with a nod of his head.  “But you know what they say.  One man’s trash is another man’s treasure.”

“For some reason, she has it in her head that being a whore is all she’s good for. Wonder where she got that idea?”

“You treated her like a kid, called her your little sister.  When she becomes legal, you fuck her and claim her without explaining shit to her.  Then you tell her it was her fault your piece on the side died.  Not sure, man, but I’m thinking it might take a while to get over all that shit.”

Six Years Later

I turn around and see Cary running towards me with a fuckin’ knife in her hand.  Without taking the time to think about it, I run towards Reese, pull the gun from his hip, and then turn to her.  A second later, she’s lying in a pool of blood at my feet.

Kidd is the fucking Pres. He already thinks he’s God.  Plus, he has a different woman in his bed every damn night, so monogamy would never happen with him. You know how much it bothers me to share.”