Biker Love

Thirteen

Jacob spear tackles his club brother to the ground and starts laying the fists into him.
'Jacob stop' I shout 'he didn't shoot me' Jacob pauses for a minute but then continues. 'Stop' I scream.
In the end, I roughly shove Jacob off him and stand between the two of them.
'What are you doing?' Jacob snaps at me.
'He isn't the shooter' I say.
'What do you mean? Of course he is' Dylan says as Jacob gets to his feet, seeing that his so called buddy was also up.
'Na man, I was pissed she rejected me and all but I didn't shoot her'
'Then what the fuck are you doing here?' Jacob growls.
'OK his intentions for being here tonight isn't really what you call pleasant but I think the main problem here is we find out who the fuck I have pissed off enough to come into my home and shoot me' I say.
'I swear to god-' I lunge at Jacob to stop him from attacking this guy. 'You even think about her again and I will fucking kill you' he roars.
'You've had at him tonight, enough' I say softly with my arms around his waist tightly.
'Look man, I'll be straight, I wasn't here for a courtesy call, I was here to take what I wanted but I swear to you, I will back off, she's yours man and if you'll let me, I'll help you find this shooter'
'Get the fuck out of this house and away from my girl before I break your fucking face' Jacob growls. I could feel him shaking and it scared me that he was so mad.
The guy nods and then he's leaving.
I look up at Jacob and I could see the anger in his eyes. He looks down at me and then he's attacking my lips with his.
I hear Dakota and Dylan leave the room and I guess Jacob did too because he's lifting me off the ground and then we're falling onto my bed.
'Dad will be here soon' I pant pulling away from him. He groans and rests his forehead on mine.
'I have never been that scared in my life when you called me just now' he whispers 'I thought he was going to kill you or hurt you'
'He was going to hurt me, both of us' I say 'but he didn't, we're fine and untouched' I assure him.
He nods and then kisses my lips again.

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After telling everything to dad and the club, they were confused and pissed as hell, dad and grandpa wanted to kill this guy for his intentions alone tonight.
But I didn't care about that, I cared about the gunman running around anonymously.
Did I know this guy? I mean I've obviously pissed someone off but was he someone close?
Who could I trust?
No one.
Mom and dad agreed to let Jacob and Dylan stay over tonight and we we're all bunked up down stairs on mattresses. Jacob had gone around and made sure the place was locked up and the guys slept with their guns in reach while us girls slept between them.
I don't think I could have been any closer to anyone than I was to Jacob. 'No one will get you when I'm here' he assures me.
'I know' and I trusted that I was safe with Jacob here.
'Now sleep' he kisses the top of my head and I snuggle closer before drifting off to sleep.

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I wasn't safe. I wasn't safe anywhere because when I woke up, there was a Polaroid picture on my pillow next to my head and it was of Jacob and I sleeping beside one another.
Who ever this guy was, he could break into my home and he was stealthy, no one heard him and he managed to snap a picture of me.
He could have killed me then. He could have done anything and no one would have known.
'Whats that?' Jacob ask sleepily.
With a defeated look on my face, I show him. 'I'm not safe anywhere' I whisper, my voice breaking.
'Tyler' Jacob shouts through the house. In seconds my dad and mom are running down the stairs.
'What happened?' Mom asks.
Jacob was up and showing my parents 'I went through this house, everything was locked tight'
'How the fuck?' Dylan asks. 'How did no one hear this prick'
'I don't know' I was stumped. I was confused, scared, rattled. What am I meant to do? I'm not safe anywhere.