CLARAJess had dragged me out of the games room and to our usual spot in the garden. 'Jess! my shoulder!' I screeched behind her. Her manic laugh filled the air 'you wasn't complaining when Prez had his grip on you so shut it and move!' she responded weaving through the club house with me in her clutch
Throwing me into the same silver garden chair I always sit in when we have our girly hours. Her brown eyes surveyed me quickly, assessing me 'alright spill the beans!' Jess blurted out. Staring back into those brown eyes I stayed silent, unsure of what to say. I tried so hard not to laugh at Jess' fidgeting, it was almost as if she was nervous as to what I was going to say
Slamming her hands down onto the chair arms 'Clara! come on the suspense is bloody killing me !' she ordered. Chuckling at her I pulled her hand into mine, encouraging her to take a seat. 'I don't know Jess, he just kind of...claimed me' pursing my lips unsure of what really happened. I had never had a boy. A man, speak to me that way before I was just a play thing or an occasional get off but this time I was wanted.
Clapping her hands she cheered like a silly toddler. 'Oh My Sweet Baby Biker' she screamed. 'baby biker?' I questioned laughing, tilting my head at her silliness. 'He wants you' she whispered to herself as if it was the craziest thing she had ever heard. 'Err Jess?' She was acting strange now. Her random fidgeting was worrying, 'h-he claimed you!' she screeched again in joy
'Jess...sit down, please' I urged her. 'he has never done that before, not even when Angelina was alive. He is finally moving on' Angelina? who was she? I had never encountered an Angelina whilst being in the compound but truly there are so many bikers here I have yet to meet.
I sat frowning at the revelation, sure I liked Leo but it was smart to not get involved with him and his charms. All men were disappointing, every one I have had an experience with had let me down in some way and I surely wasn't going to let myself get vulnerable so I could be let down again.
-------------
LEO
Armz, Scissor, Tipper and I were sat in church trying to figure out how we were going to eradicate Volkov's pest of a club. They were a doomed club from the start, they was run by a tyrant and all tyranny comes to an end. Looking at a blueprint of their dreaded club, we thought of a way of getting in but it seemed useless. There was no way in or out without being detected
Huffing to myself, I thought of the angel in the garden. She sat on the silver chairs with Jess who seemed to be losing her shit. A deep smirk painted my face in pleasure, she had seen me stake my claim and show my interest in Clara.
'Prez?' Armz deep voice invaded my sweet day dream of Clara. 'yes?' I growled at him. Clearing his throat he slowly started to talk 'do you think Clara would know anything? I mean I know she's a woman but we never know' Staring at him long and hard I thought, that isn't quite the bad idea. She was smart and must know something. Stroking my beard I thought harder, she was getting on well here. Talking about her past might be traumatic and give her PTSD.
I was unsure. I didn't want to trigger her, I still remember the warm salty tears she cried into my shoulder when she first arrived. I was mistaken to think she had fully healed whilst being here. 'Leave it with me, I will figure it out.' I spoke up Allowing my three most trusted to nod and leave church.
I stayed for a bit longer, reflecting on the brown haired beauty that was in my line of view in the garden. She was perfect in every way, something a normal father would hide form the world and adore with love. Yet she was ruined and defiled but it still didn't stop my inside squeezing when I saw her sweet smile and her occasional head tilts. 'fuck' I breathed. I was in deep
----
I was in the kitchen now, gulping down water before I started my walk towards Clara. she was still outside with Jess who looked to be hyperventilating. 'Scissor!' I yelled over my shoulder. 'yeah Prez?' he hurried into the kitchen. 'your girl looks like she's going mad' I nodded in their direction, causing scissors eyes to examine his old lady. 'fuckin' hell, she's probably scaring the shit out of her' he sighed to himself
From the looks of it, Clara was amused at Jess' little outburst. Seeing her warm skin itch up into a smile was worth it. She was fucking gorgeous.
We was now walking outside, I more calm than I put on and Scissor confused at Jess' erratic behaviour. 'Jessica Tealon! calm the hell down you're scaring the poor lass!' Scissor instructed. A small giggle escaped the Turkish beauties lips. Her joy was infectious causing me to laugh.
'Jess what is this all about?' I smirked at Clara before looking at Jess with a raised eyebrow. She tried to calm herself down so she seemed composed. 'Nothing Prez. Just a little girl talk. I got a bit over excited' she played off. That caused me to laugh. I knew what this was all about and the faint red blush on Clara's cheeks told me she knew too.
'Alright you lets go inside' scissor said to Jess dragging her away from Clara and I. Sitting in the chair I stretched my legs apart causing her beautiful brown eyes to scan the action before looking back at me.
'You seem to like Jess' I pointed out nonchalantly leaning back in the silver chair.'She's lovely, she reminds me of someone I used to know' she smiles at me.
'Who?' I asked now sitting up intrigued.
'Her name was Amelia. She was my best friend in high school, they both have the same bubbly happy personality' she reminisced in pure joy. It was confusing as to someone as broken as her could still smile.'Who do I remind you of?' I asked with a proud grin on my face. Part of me wanted to feel connected to her like Jess and Armz was. 'Hmmmm' she started almost racking her brain of memories. Before a deep decorative blush covered her tanned cheeks
'Alexander Blake' she said quietly but I still caught on. Who was that? Before I could prod on further, a yell from Tipper interrupted me.'Prez! Come quick!' He shouted causing me to stand up instantly and look in his direction. 'I will be back, go inside and find Jess. Don't leave' was all I said before I raced into the club house
YOU ARE READING
In The Enemies Arms
RomanceClara lives in a life of misery, reminiscing about the times before. After her mothers death, she is forced to live with her father who she finds out is a the President of a notorious bikers club. Here she is inflicted with pain both physically and...