Acid (Black Hearts MC #7)

Chapter 5

CHAPTER FIVE

RHEA

I try pulling my top up a little, feeling like I’m exposing too much cleavage. “Will you stop fiddling with your top? You look incredible,” Nova says, nudging me.

I smile and roll my eyes. All of the women almost attacked me with outfit suggestions, throwing all sorts into a huge pile for me to try on. Apparently, my mom clothes were just not cutting it. Even though Star is a mom; not that she dresses like any mom I’ve seen at the school playground. And Josie too, but she dresses almost cute, yet still sexy. Both are extremely attractive, hell all of them are. I feel so out of place. There is nothing outstanding about me. I have boring brown hair that when styled can look nice, but other than that I just pin it up out of my face. I have curves sure, but then I have the mom pouch. No matter what support underwear I try, it still doesn’t completely flatten. In comparison to all of these beautiful women, I’m just beige.

We make our way through the huge crowd of people with Acid close by, his hand on the small of my back guiding me. I notice how the women all turn their eyes to the men of the Black Hearts MC, each one admiring them as they pass. Scar gives one or two of them a flirtatious wink, as does Acid. I smile and shake my head.

Acid looks down on me and smiles. “What?” he asks.

“I knew you were a bit of a tart.” I laugh.

He shrugs. “Ain’t tied down. May as well enjoy myself while I can.”

“Don’t hold back on my account,” I assure him.

He laughs before he leans down and kisses the top of my head. “You’re a good friend, but tonight, I am here for my brother and I’m not letting you out my sight. I don’t want you getting hurt.”

“Aww, I’ve never felt more honoured that you’re keeping it in your pants just for me!” I yell as the music gets louder.

We approach a large platform, and all of the women climb up the few steps to it, while the men stay standing just below it. “Do they not come up here with us?” I ask Star.

She shakes her head. “Nah, this was made especially for us. Spider demanded it. Said it would be the only way he would fight, knowing that Nova is safe and out of harm’s way,” she states. We look down and watch as a few women approach the men. “The only problem with this is the new bitches don’t know who we are. Even with our men’s patch on,” she says as she leans over the edge. “Hey whore!” she yells at the woman approaching Ghost. “Step one inch closer to my man and I will slit your fucking throat,” she threatens.

The woman’s eyes go wide as she looks at Ghost, who obviously says something. Her face pales and she skulks away, dragging her friends with her.

Ghost turns to look up at Star, his eyes heated. Star smiles and straightens. “I know he would never do anything, but I can’t help myself.” She sighs.

“I need some ginger ale,” Belle sighs next to us.

“Beast!” Star yells down. He looks up. “Ginger ale!” she yells.

He gives her a nod and walks off. I’m not sure where he will get one of those from because I don’t remember seeing a bar when we came in.

“It sounds silly, but I suffered with Oliver. You know those travel sickness bands you can wear for your wrists?” I suggest. Belle nods. “Well, they were one of the only things that worked for me,” I state.

“We are stopping at a 24 hour store on the way back,” Belle breathes, rubbing her cute bump.

“How far along are you?” I ask.

“6 months. I thought the nausea would have stopped by now, but it comes in waves. I just wish it would fuck off,” she sighs.

I give her a sympathetic look as Beast comes back up with a ginger ale. He hands it to her, gives her a gentle kiss on the top of her head, and places his hand on her bump, whispering something in her ear. I watch them with fascination and sadness. I did it all alone, never having one ounce of support, but watching Beast, a huge, scary looking dude be so caring and gentle with his wife is the kind of beautiful I had always hoped for.

“Listen up, you beautiful motherfuckers! Tonight, you will be wowed, you will be stunned, and some of you kinky fuckers will be wet,” a guy announces below us.

“Yeah baby!” someone shouts in the crowd.

“Coco, easy sweetheart,” the guy says, winking.

“Now, are you ready for our fighters?” he asks.

“Yeah!” everyone cheers out.

“Seriously, that was shit. I said, are you fucking ready for our fighters?!” he yells down the microphone. Everyone yells and cheers louder this time. He smiles, clearly thriving off the crowd. “Okay, now this fighter comes all the way from Austria! He’s bigger than Arnold, he said he will be back, and here he is! THE TERMINATOR!” he yells loudly into the microphone. Everyone cheers and claps as a huge guy bounces into the makeshift ring. He throws a few punches, pumping himself up.

“Oh my god, he’s like twice the size of Spider!” I exclaim.

“Don’t worry, Spider has this,” Star says, reassuring me.

I look over to Nova who is watching on with anxiety.

“And now for our champion. He needs no special introduction. He is 15 and 0! He may float like a butterfly, but he knocks out his opponents quicker than you can say Rohypnol.” The crowd all groan and laugh at the distasteful joke. He holds his hands up in surrender, laughing. “Here he is. The one the only SPIDER!” he yells.

Spider enters the ring, and the crowd goes wild for him, chanting his name. He ignores them as he looks up at Nova, giving her a cheeky wink. I look at her, watching as she smiles back at him, and it’s then that I realise.

“Wait, they don’t have gloves on,” I point out.

“It’s bare knuckle boxing,” Star informs me.

“Oh shit,” I mutter.

The bell rings out, echoing off the bare stone walls, and the fight begins. The Terminator lands the first hit, causing Spider to stumble slightly on his feet, but he quickly regains his composure. The crowd go wild, cheering him on to fight back, but he doesn’t. He takes another hit then dodges another.

“What’s he doing? He’s not fighting back,” I state. Dread swirls around the pit of my stomach and as I look at Nova standing there watching intently, there is no expression on her face.

“Just wait,” Maggie whispers in my ear. No sooner had the words left her mouth, Spider rears his fist back, slamming it straight into the Terminator’s face, catching him completely by surprise. He shakes his head while Spider bounces on the balls of his feet, poised and ready to strike again, just waiting for the perfect moment. The Terminator takes a swing, missing Spider, and that’s when Spider attacks.

The Terminator is too big and too slow to react as hit after hit from Spider lands on his face and body. He stumbles back, losing his balance. Spider doesn’t let up. His body is covered in a sheen of sweat, blood is splattered across his chest, and his fist collides with the Terminator’s nose. He goes down like a fallen tree, landing on the ground with a thud. Spider straddles him, still slamming his fists in his face. It’s brutal.

Acid, Ghost, and Beast push their way through the crowd and grab Spider, yanking him off the Terminator. The crowd are bloodthirsty as they cheer, demanding more, even though the Terminator’s lifeless body is being dragged away.

“Shit,” Star mutters. Nova jumps down to run to Spider as Ghost, Acid, and Beast try to calm Spider down. We stand watching helplessly, unable to help in any way. Nova reaches Spider and she pushes Ghost, Acid, and Beast out the way. Spider grabs her in his arms, holding her as she jumps and wraps her legs around his waist. He buries his face in her neck, breathing in her scent. The guy with microphone says something to Ghost. He nods and they leave the ring, walking off down the hall.

“Never a dull fight here. You demanded blood, you got it! Now, that’s just one part of the entertainment over. I have more in store for you. Hit it Gilly!” he yells. The lights dim and heavy based music vibrates as two spotlights shine on to 3 large cages: one with a man and woman making out, another with two women, and the other with two men inside.

“Let’s go,” Cash orders us. I follow everyone to the back of the warehouse, my eyes flickering back and forth to the show in the cages.

“She’s sucking him off!” I blurt out when I realise what is happening.

Star smirks as she places her arm over my shoulders. “Live sex show while people drink, get high, and party,” she states.

I open and close my mouth. “I’ve never seen anything like that. Well, apart from when I caught John, a local from the bar I worked at watching porn and masturbating in the men’s toilets,” I point out.

Star throws her head back and laughs. “Come on, let’s see what is up with Spider.”

We walk through a door into a makeshift changing room where Nova is consoling Spider. “Will leave you to it, brother. Nova, message me when you get home,” Ghost instructs.

Nova gives him a nod before she looks to Acid, a sadness in her eyes. He walks over to Spider and grabs the back of his neck, giving it a squeeze. He says something in his ear that only Spider can hear. Spider nods and Acid slaps him a couple of times on the back before turning towards me.

“Time to go, Mama,” Acid orders, his voice deep and gravely. I nod as he places his hand on the back of my neck and guides me out.