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Saints of Black 13

Levi

I don't say anything as I speed far away from Saintsville, putting it in the rearview mirror as Bexley sobs to herself for hours until I stop at a rest stop two hours away. 

"Bex, you gotta stop crying baby" I say, reaching over and she jerks away from my touch.

"DONT!" she yells at me. "Don't fucking touch me!" she screams and then pulls on the door handle and pushes it open and flies out. 

"Bex!" I yell after her, getting out and chasing her as she storms across the parking lot.

"Bexley stop" I say, jogging over to her , grabbing her arm as she spins.

"Get your fucking hands off me!" she yells and I step back as people in the parking lot start to look. 

My lips tighten as I run my hands through my hair. 

"Bex look, I know you're upset" I say.

"Fuck you!" she yells and charges forward shoving at my chest. 

"fuck you Levi!" she yells again and keeps pushing me and I let her, I let her push me as much as she wants.  Because we both know right now, that cabin that belongs to her family is being burned to the ground. 

"Bex, I dont know what to do baby" I say, her own sadness and anger, the fact she was hurting so much, hurt me more than anything, and there was nothing I could fucking do. There was nothing either of us could do. 

I grab her wailing hands and pull her to me and she collapses into me, throwing her arms around my torso.

"Make it stop" she sobs. "I want it to stop" she cries. And I dont know what she means, the hurt, the anger, the sadness, her tears, or the fucking war that's blazing now between our two families. 

I hold her head to my chest, looking around as I give the finger to a fourty year old looking couple who arent minding their own business and the wife guffaws as the husband looks away. 

I kiss the top of Bexley's head.

"I don't know what to do Bex" I admit. "There's nothing I can fucking do, they fucked up, my guys, they fucked it up...and now...now it's not gonna stop." I tell her. 

"But promise me Bex, promise me you won't go back home." I say

"W-what?" she jerks back and looks up at me. 

"I ..I have to go back home. My family Levi." she says. 

"I'll, ill figure something out, but you...you can't fucking go back there...if anything fucking happens to you...if any of them hurt you" I say my jaw clenching, thinking of what Id fucking do. Going against all laws of the club. I'd protect Bex over everything. 

"Im not leaving my family! For you your guys to fucking kill off!" she shrieks. 

"They're not..." I stop , because....I cant make her that promise, we both know it. Shit was getting ugly. I was sure if my fucking father had found me there with her. He'd have no problem ripping her from me to use as a pawn, as collateral.  And id be forced to fucking admit to the whole club that I loved Bexley Black. That I'd been in love with the fucking enemies daughter for years. And admit that I'd betray each of them just to fucking kiss her, if I had to. 

"I'm going to put you in a hotel Bex. I'll go back...I'll talk to Bri...I'll" 

"You'll what?! My father will fucking kill you! After what you guys have done! Theres no way he'll trust you! There's no fucking way he won't hurt you" she says and then grabs onto me, burying her face into my chest. 

"WE'll figure something out" I say. "But you cant go back Bex, not till it's safe. "Fucking promise me" I say grabbing her face and looking at her. It kills me watching her lower lip tremble as she nods. 

I get back in the car with bex, we drive another ten minutes and get off on an exit for a hotel and I buy the room for a week with cash, the older lady at the desk giving me a suspicious look when I hand over close to eight hundred dollars in cash, but says nothing as she slides the key across the counter. 

"Room 28...second floor." she says.

We nod and walk back out of the reception door and outside. It was one of those hotels where it had two levels, and the rooms all lined up, there was no fancy continental breakfast at a hotel like this, no indoor hallways. Places like this paid by the hour usually and I wasnt fond of leaving Bex here, but it was the best I could do for now. 

"you dont leave this room bex." I tell her. 

"I'll be back tonight. I've got you..drinks...some snacks, a sandwich..." I say setting down the junk food I got from the vending machine and the little rotating vending machine with sandwiches. 

"Dont answer any calls Bex. Leave your phone off." I tell her. 

"I'll get word to your sister, let her know youre safe, and tell her for her and your mom to get somewhere safe. If your father knows any better, he's already done that." I say and she shakes her head. 

"Just let me call them" she says and I shake my head. 

"Bex, no. Trust me. Theyll talk you into to telling them where you are, and NOBODY can fucking know where you are , alright?" I say and she starts to cry again and reach down and grab her face in my hands and lean down and kiss her. 

"dont fuckin cry Bex, please, i just need you safe, I cant fucking risk you getting hurt" I tell her and she nods and I groan, I kiss her again, and again, and then her hands are pulling on my cut and pulling me over her and onto the bed. 

I should be going, Hector gave me the clear, that the job was done. He lied to them, told them I went driving on a chase when "whoever was in Moses Black car" took off in another car.  It was a bullshit lie, but I owed Hector, I owed Elvis. The only other two with their fucking heads on straight. But I was sure I'd have some fucking explaining to do to do Hector. Because even though he wanted civility between us and the Saints, he sure didnt want me in bed with one. 

I slide my tongue into Bexley's mouth, and she moans my name as she wraps her legs around me and I grind into her and she lets out a slight gasp.

"Don't go" she moans. 

"stay with me" she pleads as she reaches down and I inhale as she grabs me through my jeans. 

"Bex" I groan. 

"Levi" she whispers my name and she bites my lip. 

"Don't go" she says as she rubs my dick through my jeans , making it harder and harder as she keeps kissing me, as I keep kissing her, as I grind my dick into her palm. 

"stay" she says again, her other hand reaching down and she starts to work my belt. 

"Bex, i have to go" I groan and she shakes her head. 

"No you dont, stay with me" she says and her hand pulls at my belt , taking it out of the loop and unbuckling me and I groan. 

She was scared, I was fucking scared, our horomones did crazy thing when the adrenaline of fear was racing through us, along with so many other complicated feelings. 

"don't go Levi" she says and I sigh at the sound of her voice, pleading with me and as her fingers pull at my zipper , I push up and stand and she looks at me, pushing up and then trying to pull me back onto her. 

"Bexley..I  HAVE to go..I want to stay, but I need to go make sure everyone is safe." I say. 

"And I have to stay here." she says. 

"yes." I say and her brows pinch. 

"And just WAIT for you to come back, what if someone comes when you're not here, then what? What if your father finds me? Or one of the others?" she asks. 

"They wont. I promise." I say and then redo my zipper and belt and walk over and grab her face and kiss her and then kiss her again on the forehead.

"Just stay here...promise me Bex." I look at her. 

"Fine." she says. 

"If you're not back by midnight. I'm turning on my phone and calling my sister." she says. 

I sigh and nod, because I needed to give her something , so I nod. 

"Fine."  I agree. 

she stands and pushes up on her tip toes and grabs my neck and pulls me down to her. 

"Don't get hurt." she says looking me in the eyes. 

I shake my head. "I wont, promise baby" I say and kiss her again and step back. 

"Lock the door, dont answer it unless it's me" I tell her and she nods. 

She walks with me to the door and I stand there on the other side, until I hear the lock click and the chain lock move across the door into it's place. Then make my way back to my car, my neck sweaty, and my palms as I leave her there, get back in the car and make my way back to Saintsville. 


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