Bullet's Riley: Ruthless Renegades Kat Cameron (reading the story of the txt) 📖

I looked up and fucking Hailey was standing there, looking at my woman curiously. She didn’t say anything like a proper waitress should have, so I took that as my cue and ordered our food. Some fucking women just didn’t get the point of a hookup even when I told them it was a one time thing and it would absolutely never fucking happen again.

Riley was the one exception and she would never be disrespected, if I had anything to say about it. She finally walked the fuck away and Riley was staring at me with her head cocked to the side a little. Shit, the look she was giving me almost made my balls shrivel up and hide away for life.

“You hooked up with her?” she demanded. And there went my dick, hard as a fucking rock at her demanding tone. I nodded my head. Taking a sip of my water that a different waitress brought over, I almost choked as I felt her kick my shin under the table.

“Babe, you wanna know something fucking ask.”

“Did she mean anything to you?” she asked.

“Not a thing. Told her it was a one time thing. Not my fucking problem if she didn’t understand what that meant.” That was the end of the questions about that, which I was thankful for since I didn’t really feel like talking about shit that didn’t mean anything to me. The food wasn’t here yet so I figured we should get going on this conversation before we had any more interruptions.

“Riley, are you okay with what happened last night? I mean, I know you two are one and the same, but I don’t want you to feel like I was… How do I say this? Like I don’t enjoy her more than you, I guess?” I was rambling and I never rambled. I was always to the point but this was making my skin itch. She stopped me in the middle of my musings when she put her hand on mine.

“Axel, stop it. Is this what you have been worried about today? If so, you have been worrying for nothing. I don’t mind you with her. It was a weird experience but I felt everything she did. But when it was her I didn’t have to think about anything; I just felt. I promise, you didn’t do anything wrong,” she confessed.

Shit. I didn’t think I was that worried about it until she just gave me the peace of mind that I needed. How she knew I needed it was beyond me. After the air was cleared we got to talking while waiting for our food. She told me she had always wanted kids but was worried about how that would work with Reese. Then she got a thoughtful look and I came to realize that was when Reese was talking to her. When our food came out a couple minutes later, it was to perfection. I had three eggs over easy with toast and bacon while Riley had three pancakes with strawberries and whipped cream on top.

It was nice having someone to eat breakfast like this with, and I could see us doing it for the rest of our lives. When we were done, I waited for the check while Riley went to use the bathroom. It had been a little over five minutes of her being in there and I was starting to get worried. I heard a screech of tires and knew that something wasn’t right. Throwing a couple bills on the table I got up and charged into the woman's bathroom. Sure enough, Riley wasn’t in there but there was a note on one of the mirrors.

Catch us if you can, big brother. -J.P

Ever heard the saying you can hear your blood rushing through your veins when something so fucking awful happens in your life you know it was going to be life changing? No? Well me either but it was happening now. My heart had never beat harder than it was right now. I took a picture of the mirror, wiped it down because it was club business, and hurried my fucking way to the clubhouse with nothing but murder and fury on my mind as the long forgotten memories assaulted me.

Bullet5 years ago

The yelling just wouldn’t quit. I knew what was happening but I wanted to block it out like every other night. Unfortunately, I heard J.P being yelled at and I couldn’t allow him to be in the middle of their arguments. Last time I checked, he was in bed but sure enough, his bed was now empty. At this point, I didn’t realize how monumental this moment in my life would become.

At the age of sixteen I went through a growth spurt, putting me at six foot and a hundred and thirty five pounds. Our father tended to pick on J.P a lot, but I tried to stop it as much as I could. There was only so much a smaller me could do. But as I grew and was able to hit back, our dad tried to take his rage out on my brother more because he was the smaller one out of us. Considering we were twins, this was unusual.

As I got downstairs, I saw the scattered picture frames from the walls which meant this was much worse than I had previously thought. It only ever got this bad once before and it was a night I was hoping wouldn’t repeat itself. Who could have known it was about to be ten times worse? There was glass and blood everywhere. So, so much blood. I followed the blood trail to the kitchen and there was the worst thing I have ever seen in my life. My mother was on the floor with a gunshot wound to her back. She was blinking and watching everything going on next to her which