Gunner [MC Romance]

Seventeen

I was sitting on a beach chair outside, the summer sun beating down on my skin. With my eyes closed and my head titled back I soaked up the heat, it was my first day out of lockdown and Jade and I had taken a trip to our local beach. Just us girls, she had tried to get others to come with us but most refused and no one else had turned up yet. It was ok by me it had been sometime since we had some girl time, and I was enjoying it. With my Bikini on the sun shining and the sound of the waves I was very relaxed. "Hay do you fancy and ice-cream, my treat" Jade stood you and pointed to a small ice cream parlor over the road. "Sure, I will have strawberry with sprinkles" I smiled back towards her as she scooped up her bag and headed up the steps towards the road. Closing my eyes I leaned my head back as I listened to the waves. Then a shadow formed over me and a hand clamps over my mouth. The smell of something strong hits my nose before everything goes blank.

My head felt heavy my arms aches I had a stiff neck and I could hear faint voices. "Who is she, she's not the one I sent you to get" someone growled around me. Feeling my head been harshly pulled up by someone pulling my hair up I groaned in pain. "Ah good you're awake" my eyes fluttered open but the bright light in the room stung them. Everything was blurry and I blinked them a few times to adjust, so I could see what was around me. Then a short round chubby man came into view, he was wearing a suit. "So who the fuck are you" I kept my mouth shut and the twitch on his temple multiplied as I kept my mouth zipped shut. Next thing I feel is a sharp slap across my face as he back hands me. I cry out as I feel my lip slip open, warm coppery blood leaks into my mouth. "Who are you?" He questions me again this time sinking down so his face is inches away from mine.

I spit the blood in my mouth out and it hits him in the face "fuck you asshole." He leans back then stands to his full height, pulling a handkerchief out of his top pocket he wipes his face. "Teach her a fucking lesson, and go find me the slut I sent you out to find." He shouts towards the two men that stand behind him. I swallow as I look up and between these two men. One looked like he had been taking steroids all his life and the other looked like he had never seen a gym in his life. Both of them would tower over my five-foot four frame. It was in that moment that I knew I was screwed, my hands tided behind my back. The ropes digging into the skin at my wrists, I was bound to a chair with ropes wrapping around my legs. One of them smile evilly as he walked towards me a look of excitement in his eye. The other just leaned back against the wall looking bored.

"You should have answered the Boss's question, things would have been so much easier for you. Going to be a shame to mess up that pretty face of yours" he laughed as he stalked towards me cracking the bones in his fingers. The first punch to my face made me see stars, I think I blanked out for a second. Then the second defendant made me blank out. I had screamed out in pain at the contact but by the fifth hit to my face I had blood running down it. I'm not sure how bad I looked but my eyes felt swollen and I'm pretty sure my nose was broken. Then I would black out, and they would throw a cold bucket of water over my body before they swapped over. I had given up hope of living, each hit to my face and body made me wish for death almost welcome it. "Come on Greg, this bitch is done for, let go find the Winged Riders whore."

His words made something inside me wake up, my head was hanging low, as I tried my best to breathe but I'm sure my ribs were broken as well as my nose. They had been looking for someone who was attached to the club. They had no idea who I was so it was not me, the only other person out there at the beach today was Jade. God Jade, I hope she's safe. I hope she had managed to call for help, this whole time that was the only thing keeping me going. The hope that Jade had managed to get away safe, had called the guys from the club to try help. Tommy flashed through my mind as I hear metal scrap across the floor, "still alive?" A voice calls out to me and the voice I hear sounds vaguely familiar, I try to lift my head up but I fail. "Looks like them two knuckle heads did a good job on you" where had I heard that voice before. My eyes were swollen shut. I could only make out shadows, the sound of metal been put down in front of me made me jump.

"Ah still with us then, watching this all unfold was quite entertaining. Of course, I could have ended your tournament and torture at any moment but what would have been the fun in that. I wanted to see how long it would take for them to break you and make you spill." Feeling something touching my face it was cold and sharp crapping along my bruised beaten and swollen flesh. "We finally meet again Emma, our first encounter did not go how I planned it would go, but this time. Oh, this time I plan to take my sweet time getting to know every inch of you, you're going to be begging me for my cock this time around, whore." Then his words brought flashbacks of memories to me "Hammer" I breathed out his name, and he chuckled deeply "took your time to work out who I was." I tried to take in a deeper breath but it hurt too much "why are you doing this?"

Feeling something sharp touch my cheek I hiss out as it digs into my flesh, then I scream as it's dragged down my face. "Shh save your energy you're going to need it" he says darkly as he chuckles. "Just say you want my cock, beg me for it and I will stop" he hisses at my ear and I turn my face away from him as tears leak out of my eyes. I could feel the blood flowing down my face, could feel its sticky wetness leaking on to my bikini covered chest. "Say it" he roars and I whimper as I feel a slash at my arm. "Stupid whore, I guess you can bleed to death then" that's when I feel the most pain I've ever felt in my life. Something slices through the skin on my leg like warm butter. A knife had been stabbed into my thigh and I scream so loud I think everyone could hear me around the world. The pain become too much for my body and my head sags down as my breathing become slow. Everything hurts, every part of me and that's when I welcome death. The last image that ran through my mind was Gunner, his smile, the way he looked at me like I was the most important thing in the world then darkness.