Saving Sin

Chapter 3

I did the only thing I knew to do, but couldn't stop the feeling of betrayal that came with moving back home .

I had given up, and a part of my fighting spirit had died along with my hopes of getting out for good.

I glanced at the clock.

It was late, too late to be awake worrying, and I was starring up at the ceiling attempting to get my bearings.

Mars's arm draped protectively over me. I couldn't help but smile at the thought of this giant man cuddling.

I squirmed a little under the sheet. Mars always seeming to sense my distress, instantly pulls me closer to him.

"Babe. " He whispers in my ear, his voice heavy with sleep and I tremor softly.

Turning in his arms I put a finger on his lip gently , "Shh." I managed before lightly kissing him again.

Mars didn't pull away, in a matter of seconds it had turned into a passionate breath taking kiss.

When we finally slowed up, his hands continued their lazy torture on my body. Slowly but surely small designs were outlined with his fingers and I shivered.

Laying my head on his chest I attempted to sleep away my worries, and enjoy this beautiful moment with this beautiful man.

Before drifting back, I thought of Mars and how this had happened, he was a good man, an educated man, the gang didn't seem like the life for him.

It made me think of myself . I was the same, with wide eyes and big dreams and a daughter. I had a dependent that needed to know she could always depend on me.

Her father was nothing short of street trash and Mars had been more than anything she could have asked for.

He had allowed Quentin the opportunity to have a say in the raising of Kennah, but after leaving me a second time Mars was finished with him .

I hated Quentin being a member of the gang, and that made it hard at first. The fear of Quentin and Mars fighting over Kennah would eat at me relentlessly.

My father fixed the arrangement easily, selling -Quentin,a couple hundred pounds of coccaine, and a few guns to a neighboring gang as an alliance.

Under the conditions they kept him away from me, and we would stop killing their members.

Truthfully they could have done whatever they liked with him, he was a known traitor to his kind so when the attacks started none of us were surprised.

I moved to the other side of the city, dyed my hair, hid my tattoos and enrolled in school. I wanted no part in the turf war that had erupted.

I listened to my mans steady heartbeat and enjoyed the constant, and confident thump. He had fallen back to sleep instantly and I kissed his bare chest before moving out of the bed.

Kennah had spent the night with Ash and Rose and I was so thankful for that.

I knew I'd soon have to explain that Poppies house was her home now. As much as it pained me to admit it, she would be so excited about this news.

I made my way down the stairs, feet thumping down the steps with a hollow tune.

I didn't want to wake the house , my father and his many members each resided here. My room had not been touched but all the others that had once been empty were now occupied by men with guns.

We shared loyalty with one another, everyone understanding my decision to leave and no one questioning my allegiance. I was thankful for this house and these men, they were my protection.