Stranger In Town

Their Shocked Faces

PHOENIX POV

30minutes of continuous hits back and forth, me and Beast were both cover in blood and sweat, exhausted, breathing heavily we jumped out of the ring, all the guys looking at us speechless which amuses me, once we reached the picknick bench, we sat in silence for a moment before Beast started laughing uncontrollably and I couldn't help but join in, laughing along with I knew me and Derek were on good terms again, once our laughter died down he looked at me seriously before he spoke a word

"You know I was only looking out for you right, I'd never hurt you, you know, as childish as it sounds your my Best friend Nix I...i just wanted you to know that"

Looking in to his eyes, I could see how meaningful his words were too him, how much they ment and I knew I couldn trust Beast With my life if i needed too but I'd never put him in that position

"I know Derek, don't worry...Your my best friend too I got your back"

"I've got yours too Nix's, even if I'm your personal punching bag"

We both explored into laughter at his words, wrapping his arm around my shoulder, I layed my head down sitting in a comfortable silence, now noticing the dull  ache of pain that travelled from my face too my ribcage, I could feel the slight trickle of blood or sweat slowly making its way down my face, I moved my head from its place, wincing from the pain making eye contact with Derek I could now see the really damage I had done to him

"Come on big guy, we look like shit let me patch you up"

"Okay then, only if I get a drink after"

"We both need a drink, MANY drinks after this"

Standing up we both moved towards the Clubhouse, all the guys still in shock, still all speechless and it made both me and Derek laught at their reactions, they where badass biker, they live, eat and breath violence why was they so shocked?

Pushing open the Clubhouse doors we both headed for the bar for some much needed drinks, while Derek was getting our drinks I walked into the kitchen looking for a first aid kit, after looking through every cuberds and came up with nothing however the sounds of boots from behind me came to a sudden stop, standing to my full hight of 5'3 I came face-to-chest with a concern yet angry scottsmen

"Ya lookin for dis lass"

There in his right hand, he held the first aid kit, looking back up into his eyes I could tell he was going to blow, but I was in a good mood after sorting out everything with Beast

"Yes I was, thank you Chibs"

Walking forward to take the case off him, however before I could he moved his arm

"Is that the kind of fighting ya do lass?, with men that look like that?"

"Yes Chibs, that out their was nothing compared too what really goes on, if you and the guys couldn't handle that, then don't come on Friday trust me it's a lot worst"

"After ya patch ya buddy up I want a privet conversation with ya kitten, an don't think ya can get ya self out of it"

After he had said that he placed the first aid kit in my hands, roughly and stormed out sighing I walked back out too Beast sitting at the bar

"What took you so long Choas"

"Wouldn't you like too know Beast"

Standing in front of him, placing the case down on the bar I opened it up and started on his face, cleaning the cut above his left eye and the one on his right cheek bone once done I added butterfly stitches, moving to his hands I cleaned the broken skin the best I could, fighting for years leaves your knuckles constantly swollen, looking at his ribs, I moved my hands over then pushing down to see if I'd broken or fracture any of them, pushing down on one particular one, Derek hissed  in pain