Shade Starlight Rider is a mean hard ass Biker, redneck, over protective, crazy as fuck country girl. She's the oldest living Rider to this day. He father abusived her, he mom hated her, and her sisters always ran to her to protect them. Her mom die...
I whimpered as he through me into the bedroom wall. "Stop please" I beg as he pressed himself against me, and kissed me hard. I knew Victor couldn't hear B open the door in the other room but I did. "Get of me" I yelled in fear. B through the door open and I saw him roar in anger as he yanked him off me and decked him in the face. I stumble over the bathroom door, as Victor charges at him. I grab my bag out of the bathroom closet and grab my .45 handgun out of the duffle bag. I throw the door open to them hitting and kicking the crap out if each other.
"Back off," I yell holding the gun up, excitement filled me and I wasn't as scared. I felt natural to be holding a gun. Victor froze and B came over to me. "Call the cops, B," I whisper so only he can hear. He nods and pulls his phone out of his pocket. Victor looked at me with a smirk then ran back to the front of the bus. I fired and grazed his arm, but he kept running.
I ran after him with B on speaker phone with the cops, and ran behind me. I ran through the open door and looked around frantic to put a stop to this, but he as gone. I look around and B hugs me as he hung up. "Are ya alright, did he hurt ya, did he touch ya," He asked so fast I just laid my head down on his chest and held his close and began to cry as the red, and blue lights appeared.
I laid on the couch as the cops drove off, they said they'd look into it but I knew they would just blow it off like the always do, this ain't like the old days. "I thought I had gotten away from him and there he was, thank you B," I cry. "Don't think me yet I ain't killed yet," he said holding me to his chest. The girls ran in with Daryl and sat on the floor holding one of my hands as I sat there and cried.
At least I wasn't alone then I would be a lot worst for where's. Mike walked on and watched for a little before shaking his head and walking off. "I said I was done with kill, and here I was ready to shoot him dead," I say and look at B. "Ya should have let me at him," he said. I hold his face in my hands and run my thumb over his busted lip. "I don't want ya to get hurt for my mistake," I say. "what mistake is that," he asked?
"I didn't kill him when I first had the chance," I say. B held my hands to my face, and looked into my eye's with so much love. "I'm still going to kill him," he whispered. "He touched ya, then he hurt ya, then he came in here for ya again," he said. he lends in and kissed me, and the one simple word made my heart flutter.
"Mine"
Night's P.O.V
After BG got off stage, me and Kisa went out to tell everyone goodnight, and as we were heading back, Kisa ran off with Daryl, so I skipped over towards the trailer, but I look over as a man calls out my last name. I turn to see a almost baled man, a little taller then Daryl but shorter then BG. He was cute ill give him that. "Oh um hello," I say. "I see ya met my friend Daryl" he said and smiled at me. I smiled back, at him and we began to talk about what we like and don't like.
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His name was Merle, and he was a redneck like, Daryl so I can see why there friends. "I never understood why they call them rednecks, is it because of there necks, because my older sister is pure redneck, but she's pale as hell," I asked? He just cracked up at that tell we heard gun fire, and a man ran from the trailer, and B and Shade ran out. Shade was crying, and B looked so angry like he was going to explode.
Kisa P.O.V
I sat at the foot of the couch as BG held Shade, and she cried. Victor had made his move, and was asking for an ass whooping. Daryl and I had decided to leave so we could live together, and I'm going to tell her, but now I'm starting to wonder if this is a bad idea. Shade had BG, she don't need me she never has, she takes care of her own problems and ours, but I can't just leave her.
I sigh and drag Daryl off the bus to talk, as we get there I turn to talk to him, but he face planted into the black top. I gasped just as something hard hit the back of my head and I ell on top of him.
