Chapter 3(2)

"I told you I'm not going back to the clubhouse". I glared at him as I placed my hands on my hips. This had been going on for at least half an hour. I half hoped he would have drove off and left me but no such luck.

"Get on the damn bike Ava. I'm not telling you again". He growled running a hand through his hair.

"Where are you taking me and why can't I take my car?". I asked as I moved closer to him.

"I'll take you to a motel of something just please get on the damn bike".

Sighing I gave up. It was getting cold and I desperately needed to sleep. "Fine but only because I'm tired".

As he mounted his bike he chucked me his helmet for me to wear. As I got on behind  him I placed my hands on his sides. Why couldn't I have just followed him in my own car?

"You're going to have to hold on tighter than than darlin".

Sticking my tongue out at his back I wrapped my arms fully around him so they were touching in the middle.

"Happy?". I yelled as the motorbike came to life and we were speeding out the parking lot.

I had never been on the back of a bike before and now I knew the reason why. I was scared in case I fell off. As Blaze picked up speed my arms clung tighter to him letting me get a good feel at his torso. Okay now wasn't the time for coppin' a feel but you can't blame me. Muscle was all I felt not that I could get a good feel but damn his chest was solid.

As the breeze blew through my hair I couldn't help the smile that appeared on my face. This wasn't as bad as I thought it would have been. It gave me a sense of freedom and Blaze really knew what he was doing so the nerves and the scared feeling soon disappeared.

Slowing down he pulled the bike into a drive way and turned it off. Looking around the place a frown appeared on my face. This wasn't a motel.

"Where are we?". I asked as I demounted the bike. Taking of the helmet I ran a hand through my hair and passed it back to him.

Placing the helmet over his wing mirror he cracked me a grin "Welcome to my house sweets. Couldn't have my prez daughter staying in a motel now could I?".

Sweets?

"Okay?". I replied although it came out as more of a question.

"Look you'll be a lot safer here than any motel and I need cleaned up and new clothes". He said pointing at his face.

It did look pretty swollen and the gash above his eyebrow looked nasty. Shrugging my shoulders I followed him inside.

Just as I expected plain and simply not that I had a problem with it. Collapsing on the couch I followed Blazes retrieving figure until he disappeared. Now that I had finally got a comfy seat I could feel my body going into shut down mode. My eyes were growing heavy and I was almost asleep until I heard him cursing.

Picking myself off the couch I walked of to where he had dissapeared and found him sitting at the kitchen table trying to stitch the cut up.

"Let me do that". I said making my way towards him.

"No thanks princess. Wouldn't want you getting your hands dirty". He smirked picking up his cigarette from the ashtray.

Glaring at him I bit the inside of my cheek "I don't know what you think of me and frankly I don't really care but for god sake let me do it before you do more damage". I hissed pulling the needle out his hand.

"What do you know about stitching people up?". He asked as he continued to smoke.

I wanted to punch the smug look of his face. He obviously thought I knew nothing.

"I'm a doctor you idiot. Now shut up and let me do this before it gets infected". I sighed picking up some antiseptic wipes.

"No shit". He asked looking at me wide eyed." No fucking way".

"Yes I am now shut up before I stitch your mouth together". I hadn't known this guy for a day and we were already bickering like an old married couple.

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After putting the last stitch in I cut the thread loose from the needle and went to wash my hands.

"How did you get that anyway. You were fine early". I spoke drying my hands on my jeans.

Glancing up at me he stood and walked towards the fridge. Pulling out two beers he handed me. I wasn't a big beer drinker but I needed one after tonight.

"Your old man". He muttered taking a long drink of his beer.

My dad did that to him?

Holding the beer in my hand I just stared at him. Why was I here, why did my dad say he wanted me back home with mom but then send his VP out to babysit me?

"Look darlin' your old man ain't a bad guy. He's-...

"I'm really not interested in what you have to say about him". I whispered taking a long drink and making my way back to the livingroom. What happened today with my dad gave me a different view on him. I didn't want to see him again not if it was going to hurt this bad. I only ever wanted one thing, for him to be there for me and yet he couldn't even do that. He didn't want to, didn't have the time.

"What do you mean you're not interested?". Blaze asked throwing himself in the chair across from me.

"What does it have to do with you?, Why do you care?". I asked reaching for my necklace only to remember I gave it back.

As he moved around his hand slipped into his front pocket. "Looking for this?". There it was hanging from his finger.

"Why do you have that?". I snapped feeling really defensive. He shouldn't have my necklace.

"Prez gave me strick orders. Told me I had to get this back to you".

Feeling the tears well in my eyes I looked away from him. "I don't want it back". I whispered my voice breaking.

Dammit! I had to get back home quick. I didn't know how much more tears I could take.

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As a yawn escaped my mouth Blaze decided it was time for a subject change. Bet you could tell I was bursting with excitement.

"So you really are a doc?". He asked.

Was it so hard to believe that I actually had a good career infront of me. That I was going to make something of myself.

"Yes graduated two months ago but I can't for the life of me find a job". I sighed. "No willing hospital wants to take on a doctor so young which I think is complete bullshit. If they would just give me a chance I'd prove just how good I am".

"Does Franko know?" He asked lighting up a cigarette.

"No he doesn't, he doesn't know anything about me".

"How old are you Ava?".

"23". I replied putting my empty beer bottle on the carpet.

"Got a boyfriend?".

"What is this 21 questions?" I asked deciding to ignore his question about having boyfriend.

Watching the smirk form on his face I felt my cheeks heat up. Why was I blushing and why did I suddenly become nervous?

"Trying to make conversation babe". He shrugged.

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The silence was killing me. He was watching my every move and I couldn't sit still. Taking my phone from my pocket I mentally cursed when I seen all the missed calls from my mom.

Shit!

I wonder if he'd let me take a shower. Not that I smelled but I really needed to wash and that would give me time to phone my mom and get out of his presence. He made me too damn nervous. Just as I was about to ask he spoke before me.

"I got stuff to do. I'll be back in about and hour. Don't go no where and don't answer the door." He barked getting up from where he was sitting and disappearing into what I presume to be his bedroom.

He was not leaving me here by myself no way.

Following him I pushed open the bedroom, my mouth fell open. He was shirtless. As my eyes greedily took in his bare back I gasped when he turned around. His body was covered in bruises.

"You should get that looked at". I whispered walking closer to him.

Throwing on a clean shirt he glared at me before he left the room. What did I do. Following him out I watched him gear up, putting a knife in the side pocket of his jeans and a gun in his cut.

"Remember don't open the door".

"You can't leave me here on my own". I glared folding my arms over my chest.

"1 hour is all I'll be. You'll be-..

"What, I'll be fine. I don't even know where the heck I am. Why bring me here if you had stuff to do?". I asked watching his eyes darken. "Do you know what its fine I'm leaving. You go do what you have to and I'll just go back to my car and drive home". 

Turning I grabbed my bag of the chair only to have a hand clamp down on my shoulder. Hissing I pulled back and moved away from him "Don't touch me". I snapped.

"Babe you ain't going anywhere. Sit that little ass down and get comfortable. I won't be-..

"I'll just leave we you go". I smirked cutting him off.

Sighing he pulled out his phone pressed the dial button and held it to his ear. "Tonight, midnight you have to do it". And then he hung up.

Glaring at me I gave him a sickly sweet smile "Can I have a shower?".

"Do what the fuck you want". He grumbled storming his way to the kitchen.

Ava 1- Blaze 0

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Stepping out the shower I wrapped the towel around my body. Sighing I sat on the edge of the bath tub. Feeling my eyes grow heavy I placed my arms on the sink and rested my head on them.

I suddenly didn't feel to good and I think it was all down to not sleeping or eating. I was dizzy and lightheaded. Turning on the cold tap I splashed some water on my face. I had to pull myself together, get some sleep and then get my ass out of here tomorrow.

"You done, I need to take a piss".

Rolling my eyes I went to stand but lost my balance and ended up slidding on the wet floor falling on my ass. Letting out a small scream the door was suddenly burst open and Blaze was by my side.

Ouch!

"Darlin' you alright?".

"I'm fine". I whispered but didn't make any attempt to get up. I couldn't get up I was exhausted and getting up sounded like to much work.

Bringing my arms up I placed them over my eyes not realising that doing that had made my towel loose. Feeling the slight breeze on my breasts I snapped my eyes open and sat up only to smack my head of the sink. Groaning I fell back down not caring that the front of my body was on view to a man I hardly knew. It's not like he hasn't seen boobs before.

"This is so embarrassing". I muttered grabbing the towel so I was now covered.

Hearing him chuckle made my cheeks go beetroot red. Why did this have to happen to me?

"Nout to be embarrassed about babe". Feeling his arms wrap around my front made me freeze until I realised he was helping me up. Once I was on my feet I rubbed a hand over my face.

"When was the last time you slept?" He asked guiding me out of the bathroom and straight to his bedroom.

"I slept in my car outside the club house but properly it's coming on 3 days". I smiled rubbing at the back of my head "I'm so tired". I yawned.

Collapsing on his bed I didn't care that I was still only in a towel. My head hit his pillow and before I knew it I was fast asleep.