"If you said you wanted to play 20 questions I would've definitely not come with you." I groan as I cruise down the highway, apparently this is the 'get to know Scar' section of our road trip.
"Just curious is all." He shrugs and I roll my eyes as I turn the music up to drown him out. He wasn't happy when I said I was driving but I don't think he wanted to lose a wrestling match to me again.
I tap my hand on the wheel to the music while Knuckles is on his phone, this is why I travel alone, so I can do my own thing my way.
"But seriously which is better?" He asks turning the music down and I groan for the millionth time
"You know if you want to find out I'm sure I can help you find a guy to hook up with, then maybe you'll quit asking me." I smirk
"I'm good thanks, I'll stick to pussy. Fine, I'll stop asking, who taught you to fight like that anyway?" Great, another question, at least the fact I'm bisexual is off the table, the only person who knew was my brother and that conversation was awkward enough.
"My dad, he taught me everything, cars, motorcycles, fighting, guns. I was a real daddy's girl." I reply smiling, thinking back to all the stuff my dad, brother and I used to get up to.
"Well where is he now? I'm surprised he hasn't got rid of your asshole ex for you." Knuckles says putting his phone back in his pocket
"He was killed in Iraq when I was 13. He was in the army." My smile dulls when I say that, losing my dad is what sent my perfect family into a tailspin.
"I'm sorry, you should talk to Doc, he did a few tours over there." Knuckles replies. I turn the music back up and pray he takes the hint and shuts the fuck up.
"So what's your real name?" He asks turning the music down again, I contemplate bashing my head on the steering wheel, but as my face is already bruised I decide against it
"Knuckles, are you going to talk this whole fucking way?" I ask looking over to him between looking at the road
"Well your ID says Natalia, but I don't think that's your real name and what kind of nickname is Scar?" He continues
"Natalia isn't my real name, well done, you guessed right. Scar is my real name." I reply
"What kind of name is Scar?"
"What kind of name is Knuckles?"
"Knuckles is a nickname Killers Dad gave me because I bare knuckle boxed. Why is your nickname Scar?" He asks, you know men complain women gossip non stop but Jesus
"Well you've seen me naked, I'm covered in scars. Therefore my name is Scar." I reply and reach to turn up the music again. He places his hand over mine to stop me
"You're too beautiful to be called Scar, I just wanted to call you something prettier." He says before letting go of my hand
"You stick with Knuckles, I'll stick with Scar. Once I drop you off you won't have to call me anything because I'll be back on the road." I finish and turn the music back up. He takes the hint and pulls out his phone again and I concentrate on the road.
"Pull up at this diner, I'm starving." Knuckles says pointing up ahead and I pull up out front. I turn off the engine and follow him inside, we head to a booth at the back and a waitress places two menus down in front of us
"Can I get you guys some drinks?" She asks not taking her eyes off Knuckles, he's not that hot, Well kind of
"Yeah I'll take coffee." Knuckles says looking up at her with a flirtatious smile on his face
"I'll just have water." I say rolling my eyes
"Yeah sure, I'll be right back." She says never taking her eyes off him as she walks away
"So come on Scar, you gotta give me something, where's your hometown?" Knuckles says resting his elbows on the table
"Fine if I tell you that will this quiz end?" I sigh in frustration, he nods holding his hands up in surrender
"I was born and raised in Brooklyn."
"But you don't have an accent." He questions his brows furrowed
"What just cos I'm from Brooklyn I gotta talk like an extra from Goodfellas?" I emphasise a thick accent with hand gestures and he laughs. The waitress comes back with our drinks and takes our food order, again never taking her eyes off Knuckles
"You are such a whore." I say rolling my eyes
"Says the girl who dragged me in the ladies room. Want a replay in the ladies room here?" He smirks and I feel my cheeks heat up.
"Whatever." I groan and he pulls his phone back out of his pocket. I lean back in the booth and look out the window at the view, flirty bitch comes back with our food and I literally get two bites into my pancakes when two black SUV's pull up beside Knuckles truck
"Fuck we gotta move." I say standing from the booth
"I just started eating, what's the fucking rush?" Knuckles says with a mouthful of food
"They found me." I reply and he looks up seeing the men piling out of the vehicles
"Shit." He groans grabbing a sausage from his plate and standing up. He takes my hand and pulls me to the counter
"Hey babe, you got a back exit?" He asks flirty bitch and I see her look at his hand holding mine
"Through the kitchen" she huffs
"Thanks babe" he winks at her as he pulls me through the door to the kitchen and out the back door. I pull my hand free from his to grab my gun from the back of my jeans as we creep around the diner. I look around and don't see anyone, when I look up through the window I see them talking to flirty bitch
"Move." I bark at Knuckles as we run for the truck. As I still have the keys I jump in the drivers seat and don't hesitate to start the engine, flying out into the road and speeding away.
"You gotta let me drive my truck some time." Knuckles smirks and I ignore him as I turn the radio up and head for the back roads.
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MC Scars (Broken Demons MC #3)
ChickLitKnuckles is fed up of the couples scene at the clubhouse and wants to get out and party, but then he meets a girl who changes everything. Does he risk betraying his club, his family for a girl he barely knows or will he do what ever it takes to prot...
