Challenge

Chapter 21: Craving Space

***Damon's POV***

I will never know peace again. This woman is driving me absolutely insane. I push past my brother as I make my way inside the house. I need to get my keys and find out where she is. She just left with a friend, so I shouldn't worry Frankie with this. I just hope they don't get into some trouble.

"Where are you going? Aren't you going to chase after her?" I don't even know why he is still fucking here. I stopped and turned to face him. 

"Onyx is my business. She is mine to take care of. So stay the fuck out of my business." I turned around and continued on my path. I can hear him continue to follow me. 

"And you just let your business go run off with random men?"

"He's her friend."

"I sleep with my friends." 

"She isn't you."

"Nobody can be me." He scoffed. 

"Why the fuck are you still here?" I say as I go into my room. I start grabbing my shit, while Travis leaned in the doorframe. 

"Well lucky for you, I have cleared my schedule for the day." Fuck me. 

"Why the fuck would you do that?"

"I can't spend time with my little brother?" If my blood wasn't boiling before, it is now. I took one deep breath and pushed past him again. I don't have time for him. Nyx wasn't kidnapped that long ago, someone could try again. Travis followed me into my car.  

"How do you even know where to go?"

"Her friend is a biker. Where the fuck else would they go?"

"I can think of a couple of places actually." I ignore my idiot brother and go to the only bar bikers hangout at. If she's not there, then I will check with Frankie. Pretty sure he has her location on some app. 

My grip on the steering wheel tightens. I keep my eyes trained on the road. Why would she run? I know she is upset about what Frankie said. I just don't understand why run off like that? Maybe she plans on doing something stupid. Maybe Travis is right. Maybe she is going to fuck him. But she just got raped and isn't like that. That's not who she is. But maybe what happened to her changed her. Maybe I can never understand. 

***Onyx's POV***

"I have worked my ass of for this rank. I need it." I slurred. 

"Your brother hasn't officially taken it from you, don't stress yourself out yet. He probably just said it in the heat of the moment."

"Hey! Who's side are you on?" We both laugh. I know he's right, but Frankie knows what I've done for this rank. Why would he hit me with that blow? 

The bar was more packed now and the music was louder. Kyle and I have been getting to know each other. Apparently he only joined the gang for his dad. His favorite color is yellow. Such a weird color, had to tease him about that one. He's an only child. His mom is a narcissist, who drinks all day and sells herself. He was a little more graphic with the details. 

"Watch it." Kyle says to the rando who bumped into him. 

"Or what?" The drunk says. I mean we are drunk too, but not as bad as him. 

"Or we will beat your ass." I answer for Kyle. 

"Shut the fuck up bitch. Ain't nobody beating my ass. Especially a little thing like you." He started to lean towards me, so I put my leg up to keep him at a distance. 

"Little? Like your dick?" I bust out laughing. He didn't take that too well. He tried to lunge at me, but I kicked him. He stumbled back a little and Kyle got up and stood in front of me.