The Devils Choice

The first kiss

“BEEP BEEP BEEP.” I got up and turned my alarm off. It was 7:30 am. All I wanted was to go back to bed, but I couldn’t. I had to hunt down this Ranger. Who in their right mind goes by Ranger? Who had the need to be called Ranger? Absolutely nobody!! I walked to the kitchen and found a note on the refrigerator.

“I had to go. Club business. I’ll be back later. Love ya”

I didn’t need to know anything else. Club business usually means illegal activities or meetings. I had learned that much by know. I ate breakfast, brushed my teeth and got ready. Clothes, hair and a little makeup. Just the bare-minimum. First, I had to call my mom and then I had to find Ranger.

“Bringg, bringg, bringg, bringg.”

“Hello?” 

”Hey mom, what are you doing?” 

“Alycia, we don’t have to do the Smalltalk thing first. Your dad told me you found out about the club.”

At least I didn’t have to pretend when it came to my mom. She always knew what to say. She has always made me feel better or helped me come to the right decision. 

“Dad said that you don’t approve!?” 

She began to answer my question faster than expected.

“I don’t. I know about the club-life, but I don’t approve of it. It’s why I filed for divorce.”

My mom and dad got a divorce when I was only nine years old. It was devastating. I remember crying a lot and as I got older I got more reckless. With time it also got easier. I now know that they are happier being divorced and they both deserve to be happy.

“But mom, you got a divorce almost eight years ago and dad only bought his bike three years ago!?”

“Yes, that is right. When your dad was in his twenties he was a part of a club, he had a bike and so on. When we met I told him that I wouldn’t bring children in to that world. He respected that, but he always missed the club life. When you turned nine he wanted back and that is why we got a divorce.”

“Thanks mom……. for telling me the truth.”

“You’re welcome sweetheart. Need to know anything else?" 

“No, I think I need to process this first. I’ll talk to you later. Love ya.”

“Love ya too Alycia.”

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I stood outside Devils Choice………… once again. I couldn’t believe it. Well, it looked the same, but the feeling was different. The first time I entered the clubhouse I was a bit scared. I didn’t know what to expect, but at the same I had my dad by my side. This time………. I was going in blind. My dad didn’t know that I was going to see Ranger. At that moment I was fuming. I went inside the club and everyone turned around and looked at me. “Is Benjamin here?” I didn’t seem right to call him Ranger. No one answered. How couldn’t they not know that his real name is Benjamin. “Sorry, where is Ranger?” An old man stood up. He had a long beard and broad shoulders. “He is upstairs. The very last door on your right.” I turned around and moved to the staircase. “But I don’t think you want to go up there.” I just kept walking. I didn’t care what he was doing, it had to wait. As I reached the door I started to hear loud noises. I knew exactly what he was doing. The question was who he was doing. I came up whit a plan. It was time s**t went down. 

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I flung the door open. The girl he was with started yelling. “Ranger…. Ranger, stop. Stop.” He looked up at me and he looked pissed. I just played along. “RANGER WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” I started crying. He looked confused.

“You promised me we were exclusive. For f**k sake. I’m pregnant with your child!”

She quickly took he clothes and ran down the stairs. I started laughing. This must have been the most embarrassing thing he had ever experienced. His eyes turned dark. I turned around.

“Well, if you could please put on some clothes.”

He pulled his pants up and put a t-shirt on.

“What the f**k was that?”

“Well, I thought that after the embarrassing incident at the bar last night you deserved it.”

He didn’t answer me so I just kept talking. “Now that we have gotten that out of the way I think we should talk about the letter I received… from the police department.”

He looked confused. “Angel, what the f**k are you talking about?”

I started looking around his room. Messy is the only word that came to mind.

“I hear that you are the presidents little boy.” I teased him. He came closer.

“Last night you called me old, and today you call me little. I have punished girls for less.”

I looked straight in his eyes. “Okay. I will never call you little or old. What should I call you then?” “Well Angel, my name is Ranger. You can call me that or……” He smirked.

“Or what?”

“What about sexy stud.” He started laughing. My cheeks turned a bright pink.

“Okay, Benjamin.” I was pinned between Ranger and the wall in a heartbeat. His eyes had never been that dark. I tried to get free, but it was impossible. And to be honest I kind of liked him so close. He whispered in my ear.

“Angel, let’s get something straight. YOU. WILL. NEVER. CALL. ME. BENJAMIN. AGAIN.” I didn’t remove my eyes from his.

“OK…. It’s a deal…Benjamin.” He was pissed now. He turned me around so I faced the wall. I could fell his huge bulge in my lower back. “You know what Angel? It is your own fault that I’m going to punish you now.”   

He moved his hands to my stomach. Slid them underneath my shirt and moved them up to my chest. It felt good. His hands crawled under my bra. I let out a little moan. “Turn around Angel. NOW.” I did as he said, but I had my own agenda. As soon as I had turned around he kissed me. It wasn’t gentle or filled with passion, but instead it was rough. I moved him to the bed and sat on top of him. He smirked. “Well Angel, you seem eager. This might not be a punishment for you.” “You know what Ranger, it isn’t. Close your eyes.” He did as I said. I raised my hand, but before I could hit him he grasped my arm. I tried hitting him with my left hand, but he grasped that as well. He looked up at me. Tears started filling my eyes. He sat up. “Angel? What´s wrong?” I jumped of him and ran to the bathroom. I thought I had locked the door, but apparently not. He said down next to me. We sat in silent for a bit. “Yesterday……… I received a letter from the police department. I said that buying a taser online apparently is illegal.”

He looked down. He obviously knew what I was talking about. “You know the funny thing is that I already knew that before I got the letter. I have never bought a taser online so I called my dad. He said that the president’s son bought it in my name.”

“I’m sorry Angel. Truly. But it is how club business works. I can’t do anything about it”

“Yeah, I know……... now. It’s funny really…… in the last 24 hours I found out that my dad owns a bike, which he bought with money he saved for me, that he is a part of a club and that this club is the reason my mom and dad got a divorce. Oh yeah and I just kissed the person that might be the reason I go to jail.” I was yelling by now. “I have one last question. Did you order the taser from your own phone, computer or iPad?” He nodded.

“You know what? You are really dumb when you think about it. The police will be able to track the order of the taser. It isn’t me that’s going to jail now……. it’s you.” I stood up and walked out of the room.   

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I cried all the way home. I had called my mom and she had come to pick me up. We called a bunch of lawyers to find someone that could represent me in court. I explained my situation and the fact that we were three people involved. My dad agreed to pay for the taser, Ranger bought the taser from his own phone and myself which address and name was on the package. My lawyer thought that I had a good case against Ranger and my dad. I would probably only get a fine.