few times.” I spend hours up there with her watching movies. Sitting as close to me as she can to me. Some part of her body always touching me. We watch The Exorcist, The Evil Dead, House of a 1000 Corpses, and Hellraiser. And I'll be fucking damned, that little beautiful thing knows damn near every word to each scary movie we watch. A while later she looks at me, finally breaking eye contact with the movie. Cocking her head to one side eyes narrowed, lips curled into a sinister smile she looks at me with a strange expression. With an evil little laugh she says, “It’s all true. The bogeyman is real and you found him.” Her voice creepy and a little scary. Staring at her like she's nuts when she busts out laughing. “You … you should have seen your face,” she laughs softly. Listening to her laugh makes me smile. It makes that dead piece of meat in my chest work over time. “ House of a 1000 Corpses is one of my favorite movies of all time,” she's finally able to say through her giggles. Nodding I'd have to agree considering she's knows it word for word. “You're a fuckin' weirdo baby.” Shrugging she shoots me a quick smirk. “Yeah, but you love it.” Fuck she's got me there. It's impossible not to too. And that's how my night goes. I spend hours up there with her laughing, talking, and watching horror movies together. I sit on that couch until four am with her. The entire time she smiles and giggles. Cuddled up on that couch against me, keeping her all to myself. Best fucking night.
Job is done. No blood spilled on our side. I'd say shit went in our favor. Ten miles until we pull back into town. It's been three long days. One day turned into three. Not my idea of fun, but I gotta do what I gotta do. I'm itching to get home and off of the road. Usually the road is where I'm at home. Always keeping me calm and focused. Out there on the open road with no restrictions. Not now. Knowing Lil's around has me antsy to get back. I'm just not sure what to make of her. She's been in the back of my mind these last few days. Women are important I get that shit. I guess I just never gave a fuck before. They have a place and serve a purpose to us and the club, but they've never really mattered to me before. Before Lil they were just somewhere to get my dick wet and clean up around the club. Don't get me wrong I love my mom. After pops died I sent her back North to keep her safe. Have her living with my aunt. Both of them safe and out of the way. But other than my mom, aunt, and one female cousin, women were just a thing to fuck for me. Nothing more, nothing less. Now Lil's got me thinking all kinds of crazy shit. Got me thinking about her constantly. Wondering, questioning shit. It's got me all kinds of fucked up in the head.
I can feel my burner vibrate in my pocket. Sliding it out I see Low's name across the screen. “Yeah,” I answer. Don't want to miss his call. “I'm hittin' the shop. Swing by see Lil, make sure she good.” With that he ends the call. Motherfucker doesn’t have to ask me twice. Turning down the long dirt road I fallow the line of trees. Not sure why Low's got to live in B.F.E. Fifteen miles out of town. Only house for miles. How Lil is safe out here alone is beyond me. Jesus Christ anything could happen to her. No one would be able to hear her scream out here. Pulling up in front of the house my hearts a little racy. The shit this girl does to me is crazy. Pulling up out front I don't see her jeep. I don't knock on the door. Never did before, not starting it now. The house is quiet when I walk in. The dogs out back in the yard. I can hear them barking. It is still pretty early though so I don't expect her to be awake. Pushing open her bedroom door I find someone other than Lil in her bed. What the fuck is Peaches doing here? And only in panties at that? Crazy ass Peaches. Closing it behind me I go in search of Lil. Not in any room thus far. Last room,
Job is done. No blood spilled on our side. I'd say shit went in our favor. Ten miles until we pull back into town. It's been three long days. One day turned into three. Not my idea of fun, but I gotta do what I gotta do. I'm itching to get home and off of the road. Usually the road is where I'm at home. Always keeping me calm and focused. Out there on the open road with no restrictions. Not now. Knowing Lil's around has me antsy to get back. I'm just not sure what to make of her. She's been in the back of my mind these last few days. Women are important I get that shit. I guess I just never gave a fuck before. They have a place and serve a purpose to us and the club, but they've never really mattered to me before. Before Lil they were just somewhere to get my dick wet and clean up around the club. Don't get me wrong I love my mom. After pops died I sent her back North to keep her safe. Have her living with my aunt. Both of them safe and out of the way. But other than my mom, aunt, and one female cousin, women were just a thing to fuck for me. Nothing more, nothing less. Now Lil's got me thinking all kinds of crazy shit. Got me thinking about her constantly. Wondering, questioning shit. It's got me all kinds of fucked up in the head.
I can feel my burner vibrate in my pocket. Sliding it out I see Low's name across the screen. “Yeah,” I answer. Don't want to miss his call. “I'm hittin' the shop. Swing by see Lil, make sure she good.” With that he ends the call. Motherfucker doesn’t have to ask me twice. Turning down the long dirt road I fallow the line of trees. Not sure why Low's got to live in B.F.E. Fifteen miles out of town. Only house for miles. How Lil is safe out here alone is beyond me. Jesus Christ anything could happen to her. No one would be able to hear her scream out here. Pulling up in front of the house my hearts a little racy. The shit this girl does to me is crazy. Pulling up out front I don't see her jeep. I don't knock on the door. Never did before, not starting it now. The house is quiet when I walk in. The dogs out back in the yard. I can hear them barking. It is still pretty early though so I don't expect her to be awake. Pushing open her bedroom door I find someone other than Lil in her bed. What the fuck is Peaches doing here? And only in panties at that? Crazy ass Peaches. Closing it behind me I go in search of Lil. Not in any room thus far. Last room,
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