Where We Belong

Chapter 130

Slamming my front door shut I let out a frustrated scream. Why did everything between us always end in a fight? Why did he always have to be an asshole?

Going straight towards the fridge I pulled out the bottle of wine and poured myself a glass. When was he going to realise that I was going to support him through everything. I may not like it but I was always going to be there. Half the time I wondered if he actually wanted us to be together and I know it sounds stupid because of everything we've been through but the way he acts sometimes makes me feel like he's trying to push me away.

"Fucking fuck" Putting the glass to my lips I inhaled before taking a sip.

"Ava open the fucking door"..... He was pounding on my front door like a mad man.

Pulling the door open I spilled the wine all over my uniform as he pushed past me. "What the fuck was that all about?" He snapped pacing my front room. "You think you can get away with just fucking driving off like that?".

"I didn't want-...."

"You're my old lady Ava" Storming towards me he took the glass out my hand and sat it on the table. Taking a hold of my chin he pulled my face close to his. "I'm done fighting" And then he was on me. Kissing me, touching me. He was everywhere.

As we lay his fingers were tickling the bottom of my back. Yes he had just given me mind blowing sex again.

"Sex can't fix everything Blaze" Sighing I pulled the cover over my body. "And I wasn't disgusted earlier, you need to realise I'm going to be here no matter what but I get the feeling you keep trying to shut me out. I've just to stitch you up and be on my way".

"No you dont" He whispered pinning me beneath him as I tried to escape. "My heads all over the place Ava, shits about to go down darlin' and for once in my life I'm scared".

"Why?" I've never seen him like this. He wasn't one for showing emotion it was rare for us to even talk about his feelings.

"Because I have you" He whispered kissing the tip of my nose. "You change everything. You're the one good thing in my life. Back then I didn't care what happened to me because that's club life ride or die but now, I want to come home to you darlin".

"You will" I croakes blinking so my tears wouldn't fall. "You-you have to" I stuttered as he wiped the lone tear that fell. "I almost lost you once Blaze, I can't go through that again. Not knowing if you were going to wake up it almost killed me".

"Gotta be strong baby because I know you are. You can handle your shit when you need too I have no doubts about that but we have to prepare for the worst".

"I don't want to talk about this anymore" Wiping at my eyes I placed my hand on his chest "I can't talk about this" my voice broke, because I knew there was a chance that one day I could lose him.

"We have too Ava I need to know you'll be okay". Stroking the side of my head I pushed his hand away.

"You're talking as if you're going to end up dead" Pushing away from him I pulled my bathrobe on "I told you I can't talk about this". Slamming my bedroom door shut I stormed off towards the kitchen. I needed something to take the edge off.

Sitting at my kitchen table nursing a whiskey he decided to show face an hour later. He wasn't dressed so I knew he wasnt planning on leaving any time soon and that was rare for Blaze, to spend the night with the shit he always had to do.

"I'll be okay" I lied knowing I had to say it so it would make him feel better. I knew deep down that if he was killed I'd be broken.

"You will because you're a Mendez" placing his hands on my shoulders he rested his head on top of mine "Whether you believe it or not Ava you were born for this lifestyle".

"Promise me something".

"What's that?" He asked bending down in front of me.

"That you'll stop shutting me out. I can handle it Blaze and like you said I was born for this lifestyle. I want to be involved, I want to help and you know I can".

"One step at a time baby" Taking the whiskey out my hand he downed it like it was water. "Bed" and before I could object he had me in his arms carrying me up the stairs.

"I don't want you to get hurt" He muttered as we lay in bed, my head against his chest my fingers stroking his stomach.

"I'm tougher than you think and I have an awesome shot. Never missed once when I was practicing" I joked trying to lighten the mood.

"So I heard" He chuckled causing me to sit up. "Really?" I asked having no idea why I felt excited. We were after all talking about shooting a gun, but damn it if it didn't feel good.

"Yeah baby the guys couldn't wait to tell me when you weren't around. Told me I had better watch myself around you" He groaned as I lay back against his chest.

"Maybe I should take a look at that wound?" I asked sitting up so I could lean on my knees.

"It's not a wound sweets" Sitting up straight he peeled back the white gauze revealing a new piece on ink. My name was tattoo across his chest straight over his heart.

"Blaze" I whispered moving closer so I could get a better look. It was beautifully inscripted in cursive writing. Grinning at him I ran my finger over the little loveheart that was above the last A. "I like this bit" I muttered.

"Knew you would" He winked. Hearing vibrations I watched as he got out of bed searching for his jeans. Bringing the phone to his ear I could hear the loud music in the background.

"Jared I can't fucking hear you" He growled casually pacing about my room in nothing but his birthday suit. "I'm sure you can handle.... Fine I'll be there in 10" He snapped throwing the phone onto the bed.

"I'd love to shoot your dad in the

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fucking face at times" He growled pulling on his boxers followed by his jeans. "I need to go to the clubhouse but I need you to come too". Buttoning up his shirt he slipped on his cut. "Please don't argue about coming with me. I need you by my side, it's a tradition. Every time we get new prospects or we patch a brother in we make a big deal about it". Lighting up a smoke he gave me a pleading look.

"Give me 10 minutes and I'll be by your side". Wrapping the bed sheet around my body I heading towards the bathroom in need of a shower.

Staring at my outfit I sunk my teeth

into my bottom lip. Deciding on wearing my ripped denim shorts which left little to the imagination I. paired it with one of Blazes club t-shirts but cut it so that it was now a crop top, the words devils due splattered over my boobs. Maybe I was trying to hard to fit in? Shaking my head of what I was thinking I squared my shoulders and gave myself a nod. Screw what anyone thought, I belonged here just as much as anyone else.

Running a hand through my long blond hair I grinned when I noticed one of his shirts hanging on the door frame. Taking it I wrapped it around my waist and left my bedroom. Giving myself one last glance in the hall mirror I slipped my phone into my back pocket, locked my front door and made my way up to where his bike was parked.

I knew he was looking right at me but I couldn't tell what he was thinking because of the shades that covered his eyes. The sun was just beginning to set and the slight breeze made the hairs on my arms stand.

Flicking his cigarette to the ground

he placed my helmet on my head as

soon as I reached him. Clipping the straps together he tighten them making sure they were secure. Mounting his bike he patted the space behind him "Get your sweet

little ass on here. We need to go or your dad will have my balls on a plate". Rolling my eyes I followed

suit wrapping my arms tightly around his waist.

Once we reached the clubhouse all I could see were bikes. The music was blaring and it was clear to see the alcohol was flowing. Coming to a stop I placed my hand on his shoulder so I could steady myself and get off without falling on my ass.

Jared was outside smoking, a girl I had never seen before hanging off his arm. Once our eyes met he raised his bottle of beer giving me a nod. Waving at him I gave him a knowing smirk. Just as I was about to say something Blazes arms snaked around my waist diverting my attention.

"You looking fucking perfect wearing my clothes" He growled his teeth grazing against my neck.

"And there I thought you hadn't noticed" I teased turning around and slipping my arms around his neck. The shades still covered his eyes but he wore his trademark asshole smirk that made my insides twist and my lower region awaken.

"Oh I noticed" Slipping his hands under his shirt and down onto my ass he squeezed hard "Fuck your fucking ass cheeks are hanging out. Make sure that shirt doesn't leave your waist" He growled.

"Nice of you two to fucking join us" My dad burst out the clubhouse door and staggered toward us. Always ruins the moment.

"Franko" Blaze gave a curt nod as my dad stopped as he reached us. "Fuck have you been Blaze?" Passing him a beer I took it before Blaze had the chance. "Looks like you two need to talk business. I'm out" I smirked walking away from him but adding a little more sway to my hips because I knew

he was watching.

Entering the clubhouse I couldn't believe how full it was. Bikers and their old lady's were everywhere. Leaning against the bar I brought the bottle to

my lips just about to take a sip when I was interrupted.

"So you're the one that's been driving my cousin nuts?"

"Excuse me?" Placing my bottle on the bar I turned to face the girl. Ah she was the one with Jared.

"You're Blazes old lady yes?"

Nodding I watched as the smile took over her face "You been giving him hell?".

"Sorry but you are?"

"Sasha I'm Dukes little sister" Holding out her hand for me to shake I just looked at it.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Duke!!!