Jack Daniel's And Roses

17

Meygan's Point Of View

Marcus- I mean Viper ran into the room "What are you screaming for?" I was up on top of the desk "something touched my leg. I'm sure it was a rat." Viper rolled his eyes "There's no rats here." As I went to say something else Travis walked in. I got quiet and got down from the table, I'd rather the rat get me than Travis. I backed away from him into the corner, he looked at Viper "leave."

He walked out the room, my chest was racing as Travis got closer. Travis was right infront of me, he was holding my jaw tight and kissed me slowly. I felt the tears running down my face and me shaking. He pulled back looking at me "Stop crying. Why the hell did you run away huh?" I was quiet, he shook me "why'd you run?!" I was crying by now and it came out "I wanted away from you! You terrify me! I just want my child safe!" Travis looked pissed and I just closed my eyes. Travis pulled me to his desk and cleared it off pushing me against it, I went to get up but it wasn't working "Travis... let me go... please." He pushed my skirt up and I heard the sound of his blade. "T-T-T-Travis... what are you doing?" I felt the cold metal touch my thigh he slid it up against me then I felt the pop from the elastic band around my waist from my underwear. I instantly started to panic "Travis stop please just stop!" I heard the other side pop, my legs were locked together and I felt his hand prying the apart. I tried to turn my head but he grabbed it and turned it back "Did I tell you to turn around?" I was crying "Travis stop please! I don't want to do this right now." My pleads weren't getting to him. It's like he was trapped in a trance. I heard his belt then his zipper and his pants hit the ground, he pushed my leg up and I cried more. With every thrust I pleaded, I was crying from the pain more than anything.

Soon Travis finally came to his high and I'm still here bent over in pain, he pulled out and fixed his pants and his hair pushing my skirt down and sat me in his chair and walked out the room locking the door after him. I sat there crying, I was in so much pain, everything was going great. What did I do wrong? What made him snap back? I was fixing him. Was I just making him worse? The door opened, Viper stood there and had a glass of water and some pain killers.

He sat them on the desk and looked at me, his eyes were sympathetic. I couldn't look at him, I was ashamed to. He sighed "I'll bring you food in a minute." He walked out. My body was still shaking, I probably looked like a racoon and my hair was probably matted too. I reached for the pills, there were two pain killers and two Xanax, Travis must have put those there. I took only the pain killers, drinking the full glass of water and balling up in the chair. Then something in my brain clicked, Travis had a fight tonight. Why wasn't he there? I tried to step down but my legs were shaky, I instantly fell to the ground. I was getting dizzy I felt liquid on my leg, I cut my leg when I fell, there was blood. I was trying to crawl to the door when I dropped completely, I couldn't move. My body was heavy. I looked at the glass, a small bit of powder was at the bottom of the glass, he drugged me? Marcus wouldn't do that. Did Travis send the glass in here? The sound of foot steps got louder, the pounding steps were beating against my skull and the sound of chains made it worse. The rattling shook my core, I knew that sound, I knew the person. The door opened, two pairs of boots came in. I looked up to see Travis and Elijah, a different member of the Lycans with him. Travis was smoking and had a bottle of Jack in his hand "Take her out of here, go lay her in my room." Elijah picked me up and realized I was bleeding. "Beast. She's bleeding." Travis snorted "She shouldn't have tried to run, tell Ghost to clean her up." Elijah nodded and carried me out. Before he made it up the stairs I was out.

I woke up in an all black room, the silk sheets on the bed reminded me of the ones at home but my arm being handcuffed didn't. I sat up to the best of my ability, my leg was wrapped up. I Looked up to see Travis sitting in a chair cleaning his knife. "Travis..." He looked at me, his eyes were blocked by shades but his scowl told me that he wasn't happy. I looked down "I'm sorry. I'm sorry I'm a horrible girlfriend. I want to be better." Travis snorted "That'll take a miracle." I bit my lip "You had a fight tonight. You didn't miss it did you?" Travis shook his head and took a puff of the cigarette between his lips "Nah. The guy didn't show." I was quiet then looked down "Why did you kiss Stella...Was it to punish me?" Travis looked at me then put his knife down "Nope, it was for old times." I was confused "Old Times?" Travis nodded "Stella Rose. She's a member of the Gang cross town on the east side. We dated before I got into all this stuff. She was pulled into it by her father, told her to go date me, get all the juice she could over my father. Too bad for them I hated my dad. So I didn't know jack squat about his gang, and I surely didn't want to join it. But Stella, she couldn't go back empty handed so, what's better than telling her dad that Matthew's kid hates him, I was exactly what they wanted." I was still confused "Wait I'm Sorry Rose? Stella's name is Stella Marie St-" Travis cut me off "Rose. Stella Marie Rose. She changed her name when she ran away. And I guess that's how you met her." I rolled my eyes "whatever. If that's your excuse for kissing my ex-girlfriend then whatever." Travis got up and walked over to me "you're gonna want to lay back down, you're gunna start hurting soon." He pushed me back against the bed when a sharp pain went through my stomach. I let out a cry. This pain was worse than I had ever felt. "Trav." I was clutching my stomach with the one hand I had free and was balling up, the pain as unbearable the tears streaming down my face were hot. "Travis please. Help me. It hurts bad. The baby. Think about the baby. The baby's hurt." I was crying hard, I knew what was happening, and Travis was standing at the door, and shook his head "I'm sorry baby. I wanted it too but maybe you're just not fit to be a mother." He walked out the room and left me there crying and in pain.

2 hours later.

Travis' point of view

Ghost, was the Club's medic. He walked out of my room and shook his head "Its gone, now Beast. Be gentle with her, she's a woman who just lost her child, she's gonna be a time bomb, don't do anything to make her explode any earlier than she already is going to." I rolled my eyes "whatever. I know be gentle yada yada yada." Ghost walked off. And I went downstairs and out the door. Once I was in the safety of my car with my tented Windows I started to cry, I poured my eyes out because of my own actions, and I was too busy seeing red from being stood up to see that I was killing my child, and probably almost killing my girlfriend, I needed to get her ring soon it was just so hard. It was expensive, but she admired it so much, every time we went to the mall she passed it and looked at it, like a kid in the candy store. She watched those wedding shows like they were gospels and read wedding magazines like they were her bible.

My body was shaking as I clutched my head I heard him in my head. "You'll never amount to anything, you think anyone will want a pussy like you as a husband Travis! Become a man! Here, take the gun and shoot him in the head. I don't fucking care what your mother said shoot him in the head!" I could hear the gunshot in my head but I still jumped, it was years ago but I still jumped, I jumped every time the flashback came into my head, or into my dreams, everytime I shot a gun myself I jumped. The boys just always thought it was the recoil but no. It was the memory of the first man I killed. He was innocent. I didn't even know the man, my father just made me pull the trigger.

I was crying, why did I have to be him, why can't I break his mold. I can't even get one child out of my girl. Dad got two. Why would mom go back to him Romeo never treated her like dad did. Only if she had Romeo now. I needed to talk to her. I took my phone out and shakily called her phone. Her voice was like Honey "Hello?" I was still shaky and my voice was cracking "Mom..." "Travis...Baby are you okay?" I started to cry "Mom. I've messed up. So bad. I need to come visit you."