The Anarchy Princess

11. "Aftermath"

Clay
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I got back home, I had a black eye and a limp. Gemma wasn't home then, so I grabbed my towel and clothes and I showered, sticky, light pink stains had polluted the once clear water that had pooled around me at my feet. I hissed at the direct contact of the sting at my side. It was normal, I'd have to watch it. She said it would heal in a few days, hopefully. Keep it clean, keep it dry. My throat burnt at the thought that I almost murdered my step daughter. No, she wasn't ever important to me.
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Post
After I ran to my bike and hauled ass out of there I had landed at a house, picket fence, green grass. I sighed as I carefully got off and walked towards the front door. I knocked threes times. "Clay?" A woman greeted. "Kari." I sighed in reply. "What are you doing here?" She asked. I groaned slightly as I lifted my shirt to expose my side which was raw and slowly bleeding. "You know I don't do-" I didn't let her finish as I had pushed past her. Sitting at the table as I bled slowly. "Fix me up?" I asked. "Clay, how many more times am I going to have to do this!" She yelled. "However long I need you to. Or did you forget? I got you this job." I spat. She sighed, and walked away.
Karina Kingsley, a tough, smart ass, bitch. I had bit my tongue around her most of the time, sometimes she gets too bitchy and I have to put her back in her place. This was one of those times. She walked back in, staring at me with attitude as she sat down. I held my shirt up as she assessed my wound. "It just grazed you. Put some antibiotic cream on daily, and keep it dry." She said as she smacked gauze on it. I hissed quickly, as the gauze had made contact with my skin. "You bitch." I groaned. She smirked. "You love it." She laughed. "Damn right." I agreed. "When can I catch up with you?" I asked, she leaned into me. "That depends if I catch you on good behavior." She smirked. "I'm always good. To you." I joked. "Mhm." She laughed. "We'll see, Mr. Morrow." She said seductively. I groaned, as I knew what was going to happen next. She grabbed me, and kissed me roughly. Our hands roamed each others body.
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Pre
I ran to my bike. I had to follow this little bitch. I finally found her at the clubhouse. She was digging into the church table. I saw rage as I slid up behind her, I slammed her head into the bar as hard as I could. Then I had quickly jumped on top of her to finish her off. She was drifting in and out of consciousness, mumbling out for help. She bit down on my hand, I slammed her head into the floor. She had then passed out in a matter of minutes. A male's voice had called out. I grabbed my baseball bat I kept in the corner and threw it at him, he jumped out of the way and chased me outside. I ran as he shot at me, a bullet hit my side, but I kept running, jumping into a van and peeling out as quickly as I could. Then ending up at Karina's place. A young, quiet, nurse practitioner. I had recommended her to Tara, who had quickly agreed to take her in. She was always snarky with me, but her taint was always well maintained and had always left me wanting more. I always intended to leave Gemma after Jax had grown up. Never could pull the trigger though. She was my ride or die. The only one who would put up with my bullshit, who'd stay in my corner. One that wouldn't need to be chained up, for me to worry about.