Auto

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Frankie was awoken by the screams of her sons. Closing her eyes, she let hot tears stream down her face. How could he have just...left her? All alone?

After months of standing at her side, holding her through it all, he decided to just up and leave her? Why? Why did everyone leave her?

Sniffling, she got up. She had two hungry babies to feed. She couldn't afford to wallow in self-pity.

Slipping out of bed, she went into the nursery. Her fingers slid down the crib that Jason had made for their children.

Drowsily, she picked the babies up, adjusting them in her arms.so that they could each latch on to a breast.

“Shh, it's okay my little ones. Mommy's here.”

The boys quieted, suckling contently.

Frankie smoothed the fuzz on their heads. “Mommy's here.”

Both infants looked like their father, a painful resemblance for Frankie.

The house was eerily quiet. Tonya had to go somewhere in a hurry, Auto was gone.

It was just her, her babies, and the lonely.

This room was once filled with love, and anticipation. Now it was brimming with loneliness, and Frankie was drowning in it.

But she wouldn't search for him. Wouldn't beg him to come back. She would stay strong.

And she stay alone.

She couldn't deny it.

She missed his soft lips, string, calloused hands, his tattoos, deep voice. His eyebrow scar, his uneven dimples.

She missed his unruly curls. no matter what he tried, it would never stay put. His strong arms, riddled with muscles and veins.

She missed him.

But he left her. Why did everyone leave her?

And just like that, she burst out in tears. Tonya had just gotten home, and hearing her crying, rushed into the nursery, gently grabbing the baby and putting him down.

Then she wrapped her thin arms around Frankie, kissing her head. “Shhh, it's okay. I'm here.”

Frankie sobbed like a little baby. do much do, that the babies started crying, sensing their mother's grief.

“Everything is okay. You're okay,” Tonya tried desperately. “They're okay, we're okay.”

“He left me,” Frankie sobbed in Tonya's shirt. “Why would he do this to me?”

“Oh hermana. Shhh, just breathe. Breathe.”

“I can't. I can't breathe without him.”

Tonya had nothing to say to that.

***

Meanwhile, Auto rode into the Bella's territory, hardly armed, but very angry. As gunshots richocetted in his direction, he rode his motorcycle harder.

He had to get his best friend from those monsters.

They already knew he was there, hence the bullets. But he didn't give a damn. Once he reached the coordinates, he stormed in.

It was a lab like place, filled with drugged up captives. Several cells with prisoners begging for help.

And once he got to Grim...he would do what he could. But first...

“Ah, the infamous Auto,” The Bella Donna smiled. Her black flowing hair and sexy figure would've attracted him if she weren't such a psychopath.

Besides...he was a taken man now.

“You must pardon my prisoners, they can be quite rude to my guests.”

Auto stared at the woman blankly. “You know why I'm here?”

The Bella Donna grinned mischievously.

“You know I can't allow you to leave?” She repeated, snapping.

A dozen armed men flooded the room.

Auto smirked, blowing a sharp stream of breath the piece of hair hanging in his eye.

“You must not know why they call me Auto.”

As the men came at him, he disarmed them quickly, snapping necks, stopping hearts.

Groans of pain floated down the hall, making Grim smile in his slightly drugged state.

“I knew he loved me,” He smiled feebly.

The Bella Donna realized that Auto had nearly vanquished her men, and quickly went to kill Auto herself.

“Incompetent fools!” She shooter, spearing corpses with her stillettos.

But Auto, seeing her coming, stole a gun from one of the dead soldiers, and shoot her dead in the heart.

Shocked, The Bella Dinna's eyes widened, her hand slowly rising to the holea in her chest. Auto smirked.

“I may not use it, but I damn sure know how.”

With one last shot, he discarded the weapon, and went to rescue his best friend.

Oh, he would never allow Grim to live this down.

Grim saw his brother appear at the door, using almost all his strength to pull open the metal doors.

“Now you're just being a showoff,” Grim croaked.

Auto grinned. “Yeah, you're right. Now I'm gonna carry you over my shoulder.”

“No,” Grim coughed, “Help me limp like a man.”

Auto hefted him over his shoulder. “Hell no. And allow you some dignity? After you kept a secret from me?”

Grim grumbled an asshole.

“Keep talking and I carry you bridal style.”

Grim gasped in horror. “You wouldn't dare.”

Looking at his best friend out of the corn of his eye, he gave him a really face. “Keep talking.”

“You monster!”