Chapter 15 - Scar

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Why did I tell him my name? There's something about Knuckles, I don't know what it is, but I feel safe with him. I know I shouldn't, I shouldn't trust anyone, but out of the guys I've been around in the last year I've never stuck around long enough to talk, never mind tell him all I have told Knuckles. He told me I was too beautiful to be called Scar, no one has ever complimented me like that, normally they just talk about my ass or my legs or tell me what they want to do to me. I know I can't stay around Knuckles for long in case Alec uses him against me and he gets hurt, but I don't want to leave him just yet.

As I lie awake on the couch, the sun streaming through a gap in the drapes, I watch Knuckles sleep, if only I had the balls to get in bed with him, feel his skin against mine again, his lips on mine, but I haven't shared a bed since Alec and I don't know if I ever can again.

I give up my fantasies and stand up heading to the bathroom, I brush my teeth and throw on my clothes before running my fingers through my hair. As I step out of the bathroom Knuckles cell phone buzzes away on the nightstand. I ignore it at first, it's none of my business but after 10 minutes it's still buzzing furiously on the nightstand. I shouldn't look, but what if something happened and Knuckles needs to help his people? I pick up his cellphone and find a list of text messages from someone called Circuit

Circuit: Killer knows I'm looking into something, I'll try to keep it as long as I can.

Circuit: I found a few Scarlett's from Brooklyn, some are pretty hot, wonder if they are as good a fuck as yours.

Circuit: I think I found her but the pictures look pretty different

Circuit: Wake up asshole I need you to find out a few things so I can check it's her

Circuit: Dude, how many siblings she got?

Circuit: Fucking call me I think I found her!

So he doesn't care about me, he's spying for his club and his buddies are trying to stop him getting in trouble with his boss for breaking cover. How is he going to pull back into his club in North Carolina with me in tow and keep his cover? I knew I shouldn't trust him, I can't trust anyone. How could I be so fucking stupid? I feel the rage boil inside of me, how could I let his words get to me? Men only want me for my body and will say anything to get it. I can't stop myself as I lunge at Knuckles and climb on top of him hitting him over and over. I don't want to hear any more of his lies, I need to get away from him. I jump off the bed and grab my bags before running from the motel before he can catch me.

Well I really fucked things up for myself here. I'm somewhere in Alabama, no vehicle and not only am I hiding from Alec but I'm guessing Knuckles is looking for me too, perfect. Well done Scar. I just need to come up with a plan, I don't need anyone I can look after myself.

I walk along the dirt road and know it's going to be a miracle if a car comes along, I also need to be careful if a car does come it doesn't contain Knuckles or Alec's men. I straighten the bags on my back and continue walking, my gun is in my jeans and my knife in my boots, I have other weapons in my bags, so I can fight anything that comes my way. After walking for a couple of hours I hear a vehicle, I look behind me and in the distance I see a big rig rolling my way, I quickly drop my bags, make sure my cleavage is on show and fluff my hair. I stick my thumb out and rest my other hand on my hip. Sure enough it comes to a stop just passed me and I grab my bags and run to the drivers door

"What's a little lady like you doing out here alone?" The huge sweaty man behind the wheel calls down to me through the open window

"I had a ride but it didn't work out." I say in a sweet little voice, trying to keep my facial expression innocent

"Where you headed little lady?" He asks with a smirk

"Anywhere but here?" I question

"Hop in." He says and I quickly run around the front to the passenger side, he opens the door for me and reaches down for my bags before holding his hand out to help me climb up.

"Thank you." I smile as I sit down

"I don't know where you're wanting to go but I'm going as far as Nashville." He says as he hits the gas and the rig begins to roll down the road again

"Nashville sounds good to me." I reply.

"What's your name little lady? I'm Reggie" He says keeping his eyes on the road

"Natalia." I reply with a smile, this dude is huge and in this little box he could easily overpower me, so I best play nice and hope he does the same

"Well Natalia I tell ya, I got a daughter about your age and I would kick her butt if I found out she was hitchhiking alone." He pulls the visor down and shows me a picture of a young girl with long dark hair and a huge smile on her face

"Grace, she's off at college." He says putting the visor back up.

"She's pretty." I reply and relax a little, I won't let my guard down, but hopefully he isn't a serial killer.

"Gets its all from her mama." He chuckles.

"So why you out here all alone?" He asks looking to me through the sides of his eyes

"I'm just on a road trip to see the country and my ride didn't work out so I thought I'd hitch a ride to somewhere new." I lie, but he seems to take it

"Boy trouble? Mhmm, well you be careful on these roads, all kinds of folk out here a little lady like you doesn't want to meet." Isn't that the truth. We drive in comfortable silence, with the radio playing soft country music, for a while until I see a familiar black truck in the mirror, I sink down in my seat and watch as Knuckles truck passes by. Suddenly he slams on the brakes and Reggie is forced to do the same

"Damn crazy hillbillies round here." He curses as the rig squeals to a halt inches from Knuckles truck. I watch as Knuckles climbs out of the drivers seat and approaches my door

"Don't you worry Natalia, I don't ride these roads without protection." Reggie says as he pulls a gun from his door

"It's ok, that's the ride that didn't work out." I reply, as pissed as I am with Knuckles I don't want Reggie to get in trouble for shooting him, maybe I should just shoot Knuckles myself. My door suddenly swings open and Knuckles climbs up the first step so we are face to face

"Now you leave Natalia alone mister, she's safe with me." Reggie says over me and I smirk

"Natalia." Knuckles smirks as he leans in the truck

"No problems here sir, but if you wouldn't mind I think my girl and I need to talk. Come on Natalia, get in the truck." Knuckles says emphasising the fake name

"I think I'll have more fun on this road trip with Reggie, but thanks for getting me this far." I smile innocently at Knuckles as I see the frustration rise in his face.

"Come on babe, I only want to apologise." Knuckles says through gritted teeth, watching him trying to keep his cool in front of Reggie is fun, I chuckle to myself.

Why the hell do I like this guy so much? I know I can't trust him, I know I can't, but I want him. Maybe I could just do as guys have done with me, use him for his body and then disappear when we get to North Carolina. I'll put distance between me and Alec and then I'll just avoid North Carolina too.

"Fine." I huff as I pick up my bags

"Thank you for the ride Reggie, but looks like I'm a glutton for punishment and I'm ready to forgive the old man." I smile as I stand up

"Well you stay safe and I'll be in Nashville for two days before my next shipment if you need a ride back." Reggie says as I step out of the rig

"Thank you." I smile up to him as I walk over to Knuckles truck, throw my bags in the back and climb into the drivers seat

"I think I'll take a turn driving." Knuckles says leaning against the doorway, damn his masculine scent.

"No way, you want me back in this truck, it's on my terms Knuckles." I smirk as I push him back and close the door.

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