Opening background – Bury Me With Bourbon by Jay Webb
“Ethan’s p.o.v.”
I always loved this shower, at Bethany’s place, well my place or it used to be, only in title now I guess. I actually remember when I remodeled this bathroom when I was in high school. I got this house after my old man passed away all those years ago when I was in high school. Bethany and I were high school sweethearts. This girl was my everything back than. But I left, I had to, it felt so long ago, I had no choice my colors depended on it. My club needed me and I was more than eager to do what was necessary to prove myself, To earn my place. She never moved out of the house after I left. So yeah, it’s hers now.
I take that back, she still is my every thought, breath, my favorite place, I loved filling her up. The only female I’ll ever f**k raw. She’s my PO, she wears my mark. She’s been Mine. Mine. All mine. Shiiit, who am I kidding she is my everything. I’d do anything for her, and I have, if only she knew, this will never change. Hell, I still own the house even though she’s made it her own.
Like pre say someone removed some problems out of her life, that nasty wanna be pretending to act like her step father, her stupid coked out w***e mother couldn’t see he wanted my baby girl. But I saw it in his eyes. An when he made his move, you best believe I was there, waiting. I’ll never forget that night, he was my first. Eh… You never forget you’re first in this life. He “mysteriously” moved out that night, only leaving a note for her mom.
Whom moved on rather quickly to the next person to feed her appetites, so she moved in with me. I could better protect her than and she could finally be free from her mother’s crap. I gave her my mark that very first night. The night I ate that sweet pie, hell it was the first time anyone ever had it. I still won’t hold it against her that she slept with my club brother after I left. That was my f**k up and I knew it. My sin to bear.
I’ll pay for that mistake for awhile I could feel it. It was one of my dark clouds that hovers over me. I was younger and extremely naïve in some of my choices back then. I’m a man now, and men handle their s**t. But he knew better, that’s what’s pissing me off so badly. I let out a sigh in the shower as I washed myself. We’ve been stuck in this rut since I came back home. Almost two year’s ago now.
When she’s around I can’t help but touch her, kiss her, guhh! I will most definitely f**k her if I can. I give her my attention almost completely sometimes that I forget other s**t. But she has that effect on me. It’s like everything else stops and it’s just us. My baby girl and me.
Yes, I got my circle though. I gave my word I’d move on from it. Even though I still carried it. I never wanted anyone else to taste her like I did. But that’s also my inner Dominant side speaking, she wears my mark, she’s Mine. And always will be. I’ll make sure that never changes, I’ll die first.
I’m Vice President now, to be totally honest. I hated the job. I was very grateful, when receiving my new title. But I never thought things would be like this.
I’m slowly helping Dustin with changing up how the club makes it’s money. Our chapter sets the tone for the Nation. The thought of not having the Feds up our asses or us trying to avoid them would be a f*****g dream. In all honesty though it hasn’t been going well on many levels.
Sometimes a pipe dream is just that a f*****g pipe dream. To change almost 80 years of history, isn’t going to be easy. I quietly walked out of the bathroom over to my cut and clothes tossing everything back on. I had work to get done still tonight. Bethany was knocked out cold, I turned off the TV and showed myself out. But not before pulling some of her hair off her face. To look at her one last time. I softly whispered into her ear. “I love you, my love.” After putting my boots on, made sure the hide a key was in the planter.
And Locked her f*****g door! God knows it’s the only way it would get done. I can’t be everywhere all the damn time. Even though many knew she was mine and to f**k off, but there’s always that one who just doesn’t get the message.
I went behind the garage and grabbed the backpack I stashed there earlier before going inside. I was not about to bring club into the house tonight. Considering what was in my bag, I was the go to guy for explosives in the club and I had something fun to get done tonight.