Circuit: anything you can get to narrow down my search, even a first name would help at this point
Knuckles: I'm trying but she ain't giving in easy.
Circuit: well keep trying if I don't know anything I can't start looking.
Knuckles: Her dad was in the army, killed in Iraq when she was 13. That's all she's given me. I'll keep trying man.
Circuit: Ok, maybe I can work with that. Keep going.
I've had easier damn interrogations than trying to get information out of Scar, fuck.
We stop at a diner for breakfast and I see her being all jealous as the waitress and I flirt. I can't help that I'm irresistible to women, I have them practically begging to blow me, yet I can't even get Scar to tell me her real damn name.
Knuckles: She's from Brooklyn
Circuit: Ok that I can work with
We only get a few bites into breakfast before I'm pulling Scar out the back of the diner. We make it to the truck, Scar driving again and head off down back roads.
"You should let me drive." I say as I check the mirrors to see if we're being followed
"I know how to shake a fucking tail, how do you think I survived the last year of my life?" She says as she only increases her speed
"You've been on the run from this guy for a year? What kind of crazy fucking ex spends a year hiring suits to shoot and stab you just to get you back?" I ask
"As you said he's just a crazy ex, I'm fine, I just need to find another motorcycle so I can get away easier than in this huge ass truck." She replies concentrating on the road ahead.
"Scar this is not fine. Pull over, we lost them."
"No, we should never have stopped, I need to get some distance, just let me drive." She replies.
I tried talking to her but she wasn't giving me anything. Finally when it got dark she agreed to pull up at a motel.
"Stay in the truck, your bruised face will bring too many questions, I'll go." I don't wait for her to reply before I jump out the truck and head to the front desk.
I take the key from the guy and head back to the truck. Scar steps out and grabs her bags, I grab mine and she follows me across the lot to the room. Without a word she grabs some clothes out of her bag and walks off into the bathroom. I know she didn't want to talk in the truck but I need some fucking answers. How the hell has she been doing this for a year? Why is her ex boyfriend so determined to get her back?
"I'll take the couch." She says as she steps out of the bathroom wearing nothing but a tshirt and panties, damn those legs, I can't help but watch as she walks across the room.
"Take the bed." I say tearing my eyes from her body and standing up
"No, you were shot, take the bed, I'll be fine." She says never looking up from the floor as she sits on the couch.
"Either way I want some answers. I need to know why you've been on the run so long and why he's after you." I say as I sit beside her
"What gives you the right to demand answers?" She huffs angrily standing up
"I'm the guy who got shot protecting you from some one I don't know." I snap
"Did I ever ask you to protect me? Tell me when during the time I fucked you in that bar that I asked for protection? What kind of girl do you think I am? Do you think I picked the big scary biker to fuck hoping he would follow me to Georgia and then Texas in case Alec found me and you could be my hero? I still have the keys to the truck you fucking asshole, I can out fight you and any guy he sends after me. I don't need anyone." She practically screams at the end as she paces the floor in front of me.
I stand in front of her to stop her damn pacing and put my hands on her shoulders, she doesn't look up from the floor, so I lift her chin until our eyes meet
"You didn't ask for my help, I'm offering it. No one should have to spend their life on the run and I'm not offering my help for sex either before you say it." She let's out a small laugh and places her hands on either side of my face
"That was some corny shit right there Knuckles, but I refuse to drag anyone into my mess, now go to bed." She says before stepping away from me and making herself comfortable on the couch.
"Goodnight Knuckles." She says lying on the couch, using my hoodie as a blanket again. She's putting on a hard exterior, but I know she's hiding her feelings.
"Goodnight Scar." I smirk as I turn off the light and sit down on the bed
"Scarlett."
"Huh?" I question
"My real name is Scarlett." She says and only a few minutes later I can tell from her breathing she is asleep.
Knuckles: her ex is called Alec and her real first name is Scarlett.
Circuit: Perfect, I should have her by morning.
I put my phone on the nightstand and strip down to my boxers before getting into bed. I look over to Scar, Scarlett, sleeping on the couch before I drift off myself.
"You mother fucking asshole!" I hear as I wake up, then I realise there's a weight on my chest
"Why the fuck did I tell you? I fucking knew what you were doing and I told you anyway. Fuck!" She shouts as she hits out at me. I lift my arms to cover my face and open my eyes to see Scar straddling me
"What the fuck is going on?" I groan half asleep and trying to block her relentless hits
"What's going on is that whoever the fuck Circuit is thinks he found more intel on 'the good fuck' you're spying on for your club. Why the fuck did I tell you my name? I've seen all the texts you sent to Circuit yesterday while we were on the road. I'm not too beautiful to be called Scar, you were just sweet talking me for information." She rants as she continues to hit out at me
"Jesus, just stop hitting me and let me explain!" I shout trying to grab her arms
"No! Fuck you Knuckles." She shouts as she jumps off of me. I sit up and realise she is already dressed. She grabs her bags before throwing something at me
"There's your fucking truck keys. Kiss my ass Knuckles." She growls as she storms out of the door
"Scarlett wait!" I shout as I jump out of bed and grab my jeans. I throw them on forgoing my shirt and boots and run barefoot to the door but I can't see her anywhere.
"Fuck" I curse as I run back into the room throw my shit together and head out in search of Scarlett.
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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...
