Whiz (Book 1 of the Hell Raisers MC)

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PRESENT TIME *Mild TRIGGER warnings about attempted assault*

SABBIE

"Good night Ms. Barron!" I shouted as I closed up the door and she came to lock it before I was too far way.

I was two months away from getting my accounts in order, and when I did I would give that old woman a big pay check for my favorite place in the world. She gave me a job, I did the selling, the coffee making, and I did the books and inventory.

I was basically running the little bookstore cafe and I loved it. It was relaxed enough there was no stress and it was fast paced with all the morning coffee orders I didn't feel like I was slacking. I checked my account, making sure I had what I needed in the right accounts when out of nowhere I was being pushed. "Stop!" I cried just before my head was making contact with a brick wall.

I went dizzy immediately and I heard the rough breathing and I pushed at the hands grabbing at me.

"Help. Please! Stop it!" I shouted down the way of an echo, I could feel someone trying to undo my shorts and I kicked and pulled at their hands and tried not black out. I could feel my head throbbing as the man kept pulling my jeans trying to undo my tight button.

"You're a pretty one. I love leaving women like you all bruised up." He must have had enough of me fighting before I was back handed hard making my vision turn black instead of fuzzy and I begged again.

"Stop, please I don't want anything-"

"Hey!" I heard a girl call out and I hoped she wasn't alone, there probably wasn't a chance he could take two girls fighting but my vision wasn't coming back all the way.

"Get help!" I called and I knew I couldn't get up, I couldn't run... and the man growled something about her being a biker b***h and I almost relaxed, he sounded worried.. "Bellamy... my brother will kick your ass. He's in the Razorbacks and he will find you."

"You know what you little bitch... give them a message. Women like you, whores, they won't be safe. You're lucky I was on my own tonight." He stood and I blocked my face and watched him adjust himself and felt like puking. I covered my face when he looked back at me and I barely saw it before he did it.

He kicked me hard in the sides four times until I heard a gun c**k and one shot was fired. Gone were the legs and the brutality from the man and I was alone for all of 20 seconds before I felt someone touch my knee.

"You awake honey? You're ok." It was the same woman. "Stay with me... what's your name?"

"Sabbie... my brother is Bellamy... he's in the MC." I told her and it felt hard to talk, like it took more energy than breathing.

"In the Hell Raisers?" She asked me and I heard the confusion and I crouched as I tried to swallow.

"Razorbacks... but he asked the Hell Raisers to help me if I needed it. I can't see you fully... but the guy said you were in biker gear?" I whispered hoping she was someone's old lady and could get the message to the Hell Raisers.

"I own a bike but I'm not in a club in any way, my brother is though, let me call him and tell him about this."

"Do you see my phone?" I asked knowing I was on it when he first put his hands on me.

"Honey, we should take you to the hospital."

"No... I don't... I don't need one." I winced trying to sit up to prove I'm ok.

"Ok... let me call my brother." She was dialing, it was on speaker and I started to relax.

"What Fiona?" That was a slightly familiar voice but with my head still spinning I couldn’t place it.

"You at the clubhouse?" The woman asked the guy right away. I zoned out until I heard her saying my name.

"Call Bellamy." I heard my own voice, it didn't sound strong. "Bellamy-"

"Sabrina? Sabrina what happened?" I heard that voice and I calmed down in a second. Johnny. He has to be thinking the worst.

"She's bad guys, I need help getting her up he started kicking her-"

"Who!? Was it a date? Where are you?" Johnny was mad. He was hot when he was mad. I hadn't seen him mad a lot but he was always hot. I remembered the first time I got to see his face... well all of him to be honest. He was anything but mad, he was still sizzling hot. Like bacon.

Past

"Thank you Bells." I whispered knowing my foster brother didn't care about my thank yous. He was doing this to keep me safe, away from my life before Ms. Gina. And because I wanted it. I worked for it.

"You listen to me Sabbie, you pull s**t here like you did when I first met you and you won't be able to make friends. I get why you did it, but you can't keep pushing new people away. The brothers here will keep an eye on you, I will visit every 4 months, you're here for college and then you're coming back-"

"Please... you're starting to sound like them. I want to do my own thing, live my own life. Plan it when things come to me." I told him, begged him. Bell was in the MC back in our hometown. We were about to enter hour 5 of our drive north, close to the Bay Area, and he was just glad he knew people up here he could trust. With minor traffic we had a good time, but it was a long ride to do every weekend.

"Sabbie... Ms. Gina has to do this-"

"I know. I'll stay with your friends up here, start my college years... then I will find a way to live." I told him and he worked his jaw. I had met Ms. Gina as a counselor who then turned into being a foster mom. She found out when I turn 25 I get the big bucks from my grandmother. I will inherit my millions, I get houses and shares in companies... and the only reason my uncle was keeping me around was to get his hands on them when I was 18. He was neglectful, told me people only wanted to be my friend for my money... he didn't give two shits about what I was going through.

Then I met Ms. Gina, and therefore Bellamy and the rest of the Razorbacks... they didn't give two flying f***s about my money and hated my attitude before I started to crack.

In just under a year my uncle was proven wrong in every capacity. I was with Ms. Gina from the month before my 17th birthday to my 18th. Being the 24th of December I hated it, as of Christmas eve I wasn't allowed to reside in the same house as her and Bellamy had taken me in with his wife Sienna. They were newly married and I knew I had to get out so I kept trying to find a way to go, then I heard about the Hell Raisers.

Noelle, who was Bellamy's "adoptive" big sister, had cousins there that made them family. I hated it... but I basically begged for help from her until I cried myself to sleep in her lap a week before Christmas.

"I still don't know why you think you can't stay with Si and I." He mumbled as he finally pulled off the highway.

"I will tell you one day... but you get to enjoy your home again. I won't have my stuff everywhere-"

"You know I don't care about that." He cut me off and I sighed.

"And if I told you outright that the walls in your place are super thin-"

"Ok." He cut me off and I giggled just slightly knowing he didn't want to talk about s*x stuff ever. I wasn't a virgin, being a rebel at my age it was like the biggest f**k you to my uncle when I went into his care at 15... trying to make him care.

Now... Well, now it was the Second of January, school started for me in less than a month, and someone here was supposed to house me for money I would get as a weekly allowance now that I was 18.

Bell kept driving, and when he pulled up to a gate, one that seemed like the Razorbacks compound, he gave a few long honks before someone was pushing it open with their middle finger pointed at us.

"How long were you up here again?" I asked and he sighed.

"A couple months, a year before last. I was here for that month in November too. They're good guys, they deal in s**t I want you nowhere near so when the Prez says to get gone, you listen, you understand?" He asked me as he moved to pull into a spot that was empty.

"Yeah... not... not women right?" I don't think I could stand seeing hookers or whores around here all the time.

"No. Don't ask, they won't tell you to f**k off." He warned and I just nodded before looking around. There weren't a lot of bikes outside but it didn't seem like it was a small place.

"Bell." I heard as he pushed open his door and he went up and bro hugged someone.

I knew that was Travis "Tank" Rolland. I had seen pictures of him holding baby Roman when he came down to meet him, but he seemed so much bigger. He was the size of a real life Gaston. Wide shoulders, huge arms, dark hair, dark eyes. Handsome and intimidating.

"I want you to meet Sabbie, your new resident kid." I glared at Bell as he said that last word and I smiled at the other man. He was nice looking, probably 30s.

"Sabrina." I smiled at the use of my full name and nodded. "I am Travis, call me Trav or Prez or Tank."

"You can call me Sabbie. Thank you for letting me live here. I know it's weird and I know it-"

"Bell did favors for us, and we owe him. I am just glad he doesn't want my left nut like he said he would take-"

"Trav-"

"Plus... Noe said you wanted to pay for it. I don't know what you're running from but if you want to pay we'll help. We're all about profit and protection." He told me and I just nodded slowly. I was going to guess Noe was Noelle. She had set all of this up for me and I was so grateful.

"Who is the new one brother?" I looked up and saw a half naked man above me, he was hanging over the side and rubbing his hands together.

He was good looking too, early 20s maybe, he had a scar on his forehead but his blonde hair seemed to mostly cover it. His teeth were white even in the shadows and I was sure he had blue eyes, but it also looked like he had green eyes ... it was probably just the distance.

He was also big like Travis. Maybe not as big, but I knew I'd be a dwarf next to him.

"Keep your paws to yourself Gash." Bell hissed and the guy actually looked shocked to see Bell.

"You're the kid." He snapped and nodded and then he seemed to realize he was looking at me before and turned his face up in disgust. "Sorry, too young for me." He actually turned and hightailed it back into his room through a window.

"You'll find we're much like the Razorbacks when it comes to women. We like them old enough to know better and never take advantage of them. They've all been warned you're not to be played with." I nodded in relief and we headed into the actual building as Trav kept talking about what I could and couldn't know, I would be given notice if possible about stuff that could be dangerous.

"You call me if it's too dangerous and she will be long gone-"

"Bell. I can handle a hotel or staying in my room here." I told him and he just glared at me and I huffed.

"This our little ward?" I turned and saw a guy, he had to be mid 20s strolling up. Light brown hair, dimples, hazel eyes and... a body that filled out his clothes enough and did not look like over stuffed meat.. though he was like thick cut bacon on a juicy burger, yummy. I licked my lips as I watched him wipe his hands and he came closer to us. "I'm Johnny honey, I'll be who you pay."

"I thought it was Trav-"

"I make the rules, my enforcer makes sure they're followed, and my brother here makes sure that we get paid what we're owed. When you have the $2000 a month just hand it over to him. Everything else you're free to have. No drinking until you're of age-"

"No drinking at all in the clubhouse." Bell cut off Trav but I still had my eyes all over Johnny. His sweet smile, his bright greenish eyes were nothing but curious, and I just kept looking at him. He raised his arm and tapped Trav on the back and I watched the movement, the muscle, the thick arms.

"Tired?" I jumped when I felt the bump from Bell on my side and I cut my eyes to him.

"What?"

"You're staring, you do that when you're tired." I wanted the world to swallow me.

"f**k you Bell." I rolled my eyes and looked around the room, anywhere but at Johnny. He thought it was cute, told me that kids like me didn't need a man like him, each and every time I paid him he would wink and tell me how easy money I was since I was so easy to take care of.

He'd never seen me as anything more than Bell's kid sister, even after I turned 21 and moved out and came to my visit once a month with food. He called me Kid, he never touched me.

Now I'm on the verge of 25 and have known him for 7 years and he was assuming a date did this to me? Didn't he know me?

"Johnny." I whispered and closed my eyes slowly and tried to make sure my breathing didn't get too hard, everything was starting to hurt now. My fingers felt like they were smashed, the side of my head throbbed, my ribs hurt constantly. "Sleep." I whispered and I heard the Fiona girl whispering to me to stay awake, and I didn't get why it was whispering instead of just regular talking, but I didn't care, I couldn't stay awake, I needed sleep.