Chapter Four - Sweet But Psycho *NOT EDITED*

~Another time hop bitches, 1 month later ~

- Jax -

Its been a month since 'Cherry' has started at the club, I've memorised her shifts. Every time we have a room we get interrupted before anything happens, I'm starting to lose the little patience I had. The craving for her keeps growing and I don't know how much longer I can keep my shit together. I'm not giving up that easily, I know she's playing a game but I don't mind, I love a good chase. Because in the end, I know she will be mine, I know she feels it too.

"Well you look like shit brother," Gunner says making his way over to the table sitting across from me. Gunner is a brother to me we have grown up together, became prospects to the club together once we were old enough. My dad passed down his presidents patch to me when I turned 20 before he and my mum were killed. I knew I wanted Gunner as my VP, hes the only one that understands me and the way I am because hes the same as me, and I may have just found one more person like us. I mean sure everyone in the club has killed people and have no problem in doing so, but Gunner and I have this beast inside that needs to be feed frequently, a beast that takes over us and kills anything in its path.

"Shut the fuck up, go annoy one of the bar girls" I mumble watching Cherry work, he chuckles at me "You see the redhead?" he nods his head in the direction of the new girl working at the bar. I look over to the bar and spot her, she's cute, nothing special, she's got nothing on Cherry. "What about her?" i look at him raising my eyebrow, a smirk travels across his face "Val told me about a month ago some kids came in and felt her up, Cherry flipped out broke both of his wrists before breaking a bottle and stabbing his dick" he starts laughing slapping his hands down on the table.

"I knew she's fucking mental, she's scarier than you," he says looking in Cherrys direction. "You can't be serious can you?" I ask while taking a mouthful of my drink, "I mean it, brother, I know you won't kill me unless I really fuck up but her? I feel like you could know her for years and she would still do it" I laugh at him and nod my head, "You're right, it's fucking sexy" i reply. But why am I only hearing of this now? But the thought of her fucking someone up turned me on more than I would like to admit.

"Reckon Vals still got the security tapes?" I say with a wink, Gunner throws his hands in the air "You're a fucking genius" he says while getting up. "Yeah, that's why I'm the prez and you're the VP," I say as we make our way to the security room, we find the tape and watch. "God damn she fucked him up," Gunner says as we rewatch the tape a few times, I can't help but smile, almost feel proud? I go-to reply to him when a voice from behind me comes out of nowhere "Mmm, god damn I look good" she says while walking between Gunner and I leaning on the table watching the tv screen.

"You might have to bring her on a few jobs with us killer" Gunner says smiling at her, even though hes my brother I still want to rip his fucking eyes out for looking at her. "Don't tempt me with a good time" she says before walking back out to the bar. After a few hours of watching her dance I walk outside for a smoke, almost every night I have come to watch her dance, just her, fuck me I sound like a proper creeper.

I lean up against the wall and turn my face towards the sun, I hear the door open and a few footsteps before the click of a lighter, before I open my eyes a cloud of smoke passes my nose, I breathe it in realising it wasn't cigarette smoke, I open my eyes and see Cherry smoking a joint, I chuckle to myself and grab it out of her hand, she turns to me and raises an eyebrow. As she reaches up to grab it back off of me before I bring it to my lips and inhale, she crosses her arms and pouts, so fucking adorable.

I can't help but laugh at her, I pull her into me by the waist while taking another drag of her joint, before placing back in her lips, she smirks while inhaling the smoke. I half expected her to push herself out of my grip but she hasn't moved after she takes another drag she puts it back in my mouth, this goes on until its almost finished. We haven't spoken a word but it's not an awkward silence, it's calming, it's the most I've been calm in years. I look down at her and lift her chin so I can see her perfect eyes once again, I can never get enough of them.

"What's your name?" I ask her, I know Cherry isn't her real name a lot of the girls here have nicknames to keep some type of privacy to their life. "Cherry," she says with a smirk, "You're real name Darlin" she raises an eyebrow at me, "What's yours?" god shes something else, I've never had someone do this before but I have to admit it, I like it, i like it allot... "Jaxon jones, but everyone calls me killer, your turn" she crosses her arms and pauses for a minute or two.

"Harley" she smiles at her answer, "Last name?" she rolls her eyes before giving another answer "Davidson" she says with a cheeky grin on her face I laugh "Your real last name kitten" I say cupping her cheek, "I don't have one anymore, I'm not that person, I'm Harley.. just Harley" she says moving her eyes from mine to her fingernails, hmmm interesting. "I want you to be mine" I'm straight forward I don't fuck around at all, "When I want something I get it," I say to her watching her body break out in goosebumps, I love the effect I have on her, she laughs at what I said before answering.

"Nu-uh sugar, you've gotta work for it, earn it, sell it to me Jax, and maybe just maybe I might consider your offer" she's the first girl to not drop to her knees infront of me, the first girl to talk back to me, to turn me down, to laugh at me, to make fun of me, if it was anyone else I could have killed them at the first sign of disrespect. But her? For some fucking reason, it doesn't seem to phase me, and the way she says Jax, I don't let anyone call me by my name anymore, not even my family, but she can call me it as much as she wants, I enjoy hearing it come from her lips. You really want to play this game, Kitten? Let's fucking play.

She walks back inside and I follow making my way over to my brothers "I'm going, have fun don't start any shit" I say turning off and walking away before they have a chance to reply. I walk over to Val and tell her I'm taking Harley for the rest of the day, I throw a stack of notes on the table and make my way to Harleys locker grabbing her shit out of it, I was too far in my own head to notice that she was watching me go through her locker.

"And what exactly do you think you're doing?" she says while leaning against the door frame, "Chuck these on" I throw her an oversized singlet, shorts and her riding boots. I turn around and look at her " Well? What are you waiting for?" you wanna play Harley lets play, she smiles at me and starts to undress infront of me, I actually didn't expect her to do it so now I've managed to throw myself off the deep end.

I can feel my dick getting hard as I try to re-position myself, I look over to her again as she fixes her hair and makeup in the mirror, I don't know why she wears the shit, she doesn't fucking need it, I can't help but stare she's like an angel, a crazy angel, my crazy angel. I'll show her just how important she is to me, I don't think she believes me when I say I want her, time to prove her wrong.

Her voice pulls me out of my thoughts "Take a picture it lasts longer" she says while winking at me, I walk over to her eliminating any space between us. I lean into her ear and whisper "Trust me kitten, when I take a picture of you it won't be of you clothed, it will be you naked on my bed, in my cut" a low growl escapes my mouth as I slowly plant a few kisses along her neck and jaw, a small moan escapes her lips once I find her sensitive spot on her neck.

"And moan like that again and I'll take you right now infront of anyone I don't fucking care who watches"