Chapter 5
Creeper and the guys pull up to the house and pull into my garage, closing the door. They walk into the house and settle into the living room to wait. Bishop gets off the phone and says "We got use of the pew." and they all nod. A couple of hours later, there's a knock on the door. "Open up Georgia. We gotta go." Chris says from the other side of the door. Bishop holds up his finger for everyone to be quiet and opens the door, standing behind it. Chris walks in and the door closes and sees the club standing there. "Who are you and where's Georgia?" Chris asks. "Don't matter who we are and my Old Lady ain't your concern." Creeper says. "You're Old Lady? Yeah right. That bitch will always be mine. I own her. Now, where is she?" Chris asks again. "She's my Old Lady. She will always be my Old Lady. But, you put your hands on her and that don't fucking happen." Creeper says. "What the fuck are you going to do?" Chris asks. Creeper gets in his face and says "I'm gonna fucking kill you." and Chris visibly stiffens.
The guys grab him and carry him down to the basement and tie him to the chair. Creeper walks over and punches him in the face. "This what you did to my Old Lady? You punch her like this?" he asks and punches Chris again. "You punch her in the ribs?" Creeper asks and then punches Chris in the ribs. Getting his knife, he cuts Chris' shirt off of him and starts running the blade down his chest and arms, listening to him scream. "Did she scream like this?" Creeper asks. "Fuck you." Chris rasps out. "Fuck me? Oh she will. Over and over again. And you know what? I'm gonna make her my wife when she's ready. I'm gonna give her kids too." I tell him. "Joke's on you buddy. She can't have kids. I made sure of that." he says. "What did you just say?" Hank asks, holding Creeper back a minute. "I knocked the bitch up and didn't want it. Tied her down and took a coat hanger to that shit. Bitch bled too much and they had to take all that shit out. She can't get pregnant. Fat bitch don't need to have a kid. Don't need another worthless cunt in the world." Chris says and Hank let's Creeper go and he takes the knife in his hand and stabs Chris over and over until he's lifeless. Taking his gun out, he empties his clip in Chris' groin area. After he's done, Creeper walks to the side and Taza follows him. "You okay?" Taza asks. "No. That fucker too that from her. How could someone do that shit?" he asks. "I don't know brother. Does that change how you feel about her?" Taza asks. "Fuck no. She's still mine. She wants kids, we'll figure it out." Creeper says and the rest of the guys smile.
A little later, I am sitting on one of the couches and the guys come walking in. I don't look up or get up but Creeper walks over and kneels in front of me. "Hey." he says. "Hey." I say, looking up at him. "You okay?" he asks and I nod my head yes. "Come on. Let's go to bed." he says and I just nod. I see all the guys looking at me and see the sad look in their eyes. "What?" I ask. "We'll talk in the dorm." Creeper says. I look at him and see the same sad look. "Shit." I say, pulling away from him. He grabs me and pulls me close and kisses me softly. "Doesn't matter. We'll figure it out." he tells me. "How did you find out?" I ask. "He told us. Told us what he did to you." Taza says. "Shit. Fuck." I say as I pull away from Creeper. I move away from him and Gracie tells them "Just give me a minute with her." They nod and Creeper says "Take her to my dorm." Gracie nods and takes me to his dorm. "What are they talking about?" she asks. "About a year ago, Chris got me pregnant. He didn't want kids and he tied me up and used a coat hanger to give me an abortion. I bled out and they had to do a hysterectomy. I can't have kids." I tell her. "Like Creeper said, you'll figure it out." she says. I shake my head no. "What?" she asks. "You think he's gonna want someone that can't give him kids? No man wants that shit. Fuck. I should have just stayed in Tennessee." I say as the tears start falling again. "That what you think?" Creeper asks from the door. I nod my head yes. He kneels in front of me and says "I don't give a shit if we have kids or if we adopt. You want kids, we'll figure it out. That doesn't change how I feel about you Princess. You're still my Old Lady and I made sure that fucker knew it. I love you." he tells me. I look at him and he says it again. "I love you Gia." Kissing me softly, Gracie leaves the room and I say "I love you too Neron."
Helping me into the bed, he hovers over me. Kissing me deeply, he starts to pull at my shirt and I stop him. "Hey, you're perfect baby." he tells me and I let him undress me. As he undresses me, he kisses every bruise and every scar. He starts pulling my leggings and panties down my legs and kisses the inside of one thigh before kissing the inside of the other before devouring my center, causing me to moan and arch off the bed slightly. I find my release and he moves off of the bed. Undressing himself, he hovers over me and says "You start hurting, we'll stop." he tells me and I nod. He enters me slowly and we spend the rest of the night, making love slowly and passionately until we find our final release together and he lays beside me and puts his head on my chest, wrapping his arms around me. I kiss the top of his head and whisper "I love you." He looks up at me and kisses me softly and says "I love you." before we fall asleep holding each other.
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FanfictionGracie's cousin moves from Tennessee to Santo Padre for a fresh start. What happens when the life she's running from collides with the life she's trying to create?