RoD Fanfics

Every night ended the same way, after a long day of work, I would always manage to find myself tangled up in the sheets with Ellie Wheeler. Although, I promised I would only help her do homework, we always gave into the tension in the room. It’s never anything new, I knew her body like the back of my hand. I was sweet with her, always, I knew what she loved. She preferred to take things slow and the passion was surely there. 

Ellie and I made up a long while ago after she found out about why we met. Truthfully, I did fall in love with her since then. I’m thankful she forgave me, every night after that day was filled with us having sex in my bed. It was her way of making sure I truly loved her and it worked. As the nights ended, she cuddled against my bare chest and fell asleep. She was truly beautiful under the light that came in through my window. 

Tonight was different, however, Ellie hadn’t been paying much attention to me throughout the day. I would grip her hand under the table and she would turn and smile softly. She seemed to be looking somewhere else. My gaze followed where she was staring. My eyes fell upon Colt Kaneko, the boy who hated me more than anything. He was focused on fixing his bike, his leather jacket thrown on the ground beside him. The guy was drenched in sweat and covered in black oil. He looked disgusting. But Ellie couldn’t take her gaze away from him. 

For a moment, I felt a twinge of jealousy. I hated how she was looking at that guy. I looked back to my girlfriend and it was clear in her eyes.

She wanted him.

The rest of the day consisted of her losing track of time with her focus on him. She would barely even acknowledged me and I was getting annoyed. He’s done nothing but treat her like she’s nothing. Is that hot or something?

“I’m going to sleep early today, I don’t feel like doing anything tonight. Goodnight, babe,” She kissed me goodnight, knowing that I won’t go sleep until way later. 

I continued to work in the garage, fixing the AC in my car. However, curiosity didn’t fail to make it’s way into my mind. I looked over and watched as Colt scrolled on his phone, absentmindedly. What did that bastard have that I didn’t?

I sighed in defeat and got out of my car, heading to my room. Before I could open the door, I heard something I didn’t expect. I could recognize those moans anywhere. I pressed my ear against the cold wood of the door, hoping to hear more. She was whimpering as she did when I fucked her. I began to think that she could be in there with Colt, before remembering he was in the garage on his phone, like a dumbass. I didn’t have the balls to open the door, I was addicted to hearing her noises and wouldn’t risk them stopping. 

But the only question repeating in my head was, why didn’t she wait for me? Did I do something wrong? However, what I heard next answered my question.

“Colt,” She moaned before the noises stopped and all I heard was her panting.

She was touching herself while thinking about the person I hated. For any normal guy, this would make him angry, but I felt my chest beam with an unexpected feeling... Arousal. 

I waited a few more minutes outside the door before slowly opening it. She was curled up in the blankets, pretending to sleep. I sat beside her, running my hand down her ass. 

“I know you’re not sleeping, Ellie.”

She didn’t move, but her breath quickened.

“Come on, baby, quit the act.”

She sighed and sat up, her eyes meeting mine. I could sense that she was guilty about something. I placed my hand on hers.

“You’ve been sleeping with Colt, haven’t you?” I asked nonchalantly.

“What?!” Her mouth gaped open and her cheeks flushed, “No, of course not! Why would you even ask that? Logan you know I would nev--”

“Would you want to?”

She froze and went silent. 

“Be honest with me, Ellie. I see the way you look at him, would you want to have sex with him?”

“Babe, I--”

“Then I have my answer,” I chuckled, pleased with getting her to confess to it.

“Don’t get me wrong, it’s just simple attraction. I love you, not him,” She brought her hand to my cheek, caressing it gently, “I’m such a slut. If you want to leave me--”

“Leave you? No, never. Not over something as small as this,” I pressed a kiss to her lips, “I have an offer, actually.”

She was dazed after the kiss, as she always was. She came back to Earth a few moments later, curious to hear my offer.

“You can fuck him,” I whispered in her ear and I felt myself get hard when she twitched in shock.

“W-What?!” She was flabbergasted as she pulled away from me.

“Under one condition,” I continued and she bit her lip nervously, “Only if I get a part in it too.”

“Like-- A threesome?!” She couldn’t believe what I was saying. I chuckled at her reaction, it was cute.

I wasn’t nearly as innocent as she took me to be, I was trouble a long time ago before I met her. You wouldn’t find me at my high school parties, mainly because I was somewhere having sex with a schoolgirl. I only became loyal once I met Ellie, I had no reason to look at anyone else. But it wasn’t fair that she hadn’t had the chance to try out sex with other people. I was planning on keeping her with me forever, but I felt guilty at the thought of her never experiencing new things. Colt Kaneko was the best person for this, she would see what being treated without respect would be like. I don’t doubt her love for me, ever. She seemed to lose her mind when we argued, as I did. We wouldn’t leave each other for anyone else, that much was clear. I’ll let her try out someone new, just this once.

“Yeah, why not?” 

She gulped nervously and I admired her bright pink cheeks.

“A-Are you sure?” 

I laughed again, capturing her lips with mine. After a few heated moments, I pulled away and brushed a strand of hair from her face.

“I’ll go ask him,” I said, standing up, but she put her hand on my arm to stop me, “What?”

“I love you,” She smiled softly before giving me a gentle kiss.

“I love you more,” I gave her hand a squeeze before leaving to go find Colt.

As expected, he was still sitting and scrolling on his phone, but he seemed to have showered. This guy really had nothing better to do with his life, wow. He looked up as he saw me coming and rolled his eyes.

“I thought you and your girlfriend turned in early already,” He said in his normally irritated voice. I sighed and sat beside him, he looked me over with disgust.

“How do you feel about Ellie?” I asked him and he furrowed his eyebrows.

“What?”

“Would you fuck her?” I reworded my sentence to make him understand. He laughed mockingly, I hate this guy.

“Of course I would, have you seen her? Damn,” He stared off into the distance with a smirk. I held back the temptation to punch him. 

Why couldn’t my girlfriend want to have sex with someone else?

“I want the best for her, you know? I want her to live out her life and experience crazy things,” I explained as I looked at him.

“Okay... And?”

“She lost her virginity to me and plans to be with me for the rest of her life. Which makes me think I’m taking away the chance of her to have fun with other people,” I sighed as Colt kept his poker face, “It seems she’s taken a liking to you, of all people, for some goddamn reason.”

“Not surprising, you seem boring.”

“Shut up and listen,” I snarled, “That’s not what it’s about. She loves me, I don’t doubt that. But she wants you too.”

“So what do you want me to do? You want me to go up to your room and fuck your girlfriend? Because if that’s it, I won’t complain.”

“You’re hilarious if you think I’ll let you have her all to yourself,” I scoffed.

“Oh my god,” Colt laughed again, “You’re asking ME to have a three-way with you two?” 

“Yeah, I guess,” I sighed, realizing how pathetic I seem.

“Alright, I’m in,” He shrugged, “But you and I will have zero contact. We focus on Ellie, only.”

“That’s the plan,” I nodded before continuing, “You can go see her first. I’ll join in a second.”

Without another word, Colt went to my room to meet my girlfriend.

I heard the door close and took a deep breath. This situation wasn’t ideal, but who was I to stop her from her going after what she desires?

Once again, I pressed my ear to the door and my heart skipped at what I heard. The sounds of lips clashing together was clear. I made my way in and watched as his mouth sucked on her neck, her eyes basically rolling into the back of her head. His jacket was on the ground and her shirt was tossed to the side. 

I could tell the obvious difference between him and I. He wasn’t taking his time with anything, Ellie wasn’t used to that. I made my way towards them, Colt didn’t acknowledge me but my girlfriend’s jaw dropped slightly as she saw me. I leaned forward and captured her lips with mine, she moaned into my mouth. Colt’s hand had trailed down her shorts, playing with her through her panties.

He pulled her bottom pieces off and brought his face down to meet with her core. I can only assume he began to swirl his tongue around her folds, because she whimpered loudly against my lips. Her hands made their way onto my shirt, pulling it over my head, then she proceeded to feel up my toned stomach. With one hand, I unclasped her bra, pulling it off with my other. 

She was still whining as Colt ate her out, I attached my lips to her breast and moved my tongue in circles. Her left hand tangled in my hair, while her right pulled on the other male’s. She began to tremble.

“C-Colt, I’m gonna--” She began to say before yelping when I gently scraped my teeth against her nipple, “Logan!” 

Her body went limp as her orgasm washed over her. Colt got up and kissed her lips, making her taste herself. She sighed into his mouth and I slowly dragged my hand across her thigh. She looked over at me and winked while her lips moved against his. 

Not long after, we had her on her all fours, Colt was positioned behind her as I kneeled above her. Without hesitation, he moved inside of her and she screamed out. She seemed to forget that I was there and I was alright with that, watching as she lost all thought because of someone fucking her. He held her hips tightly and pulled her onto him harshly, the sound of skin on skin filling up the room. She was a mess, moaning like crazy. I would have to try that position with her someday. She lifted her head, her eyes lined up directly with my dick. 

I grabbed her hair and pulled her lips onto me. She sucked on it, moaning and sending vibrations. I hissed at the hot feeling of her mouth.

This was new, I had never fucked Ellie as aggressively as Colt was doing. But she seemed to love it, maybe I didn’t know her as well as I thought I did. All of this was a learning experience, I would know how to pleasure her in different ways now. She continued to suck and lick me as Colt thrusted into her repeatedly. I felt her slow down, growing weak as she reached her second orgasm. She took me out of her mouth and turned to face him.

“I-Inside,” She said as her voice trembled.

“You want me to come inside of you, babygirl?” He put his hand on her chin and gently sank his teeth onto her earlobe. 

“Please, please,” She begged with tears in her eyes. I moved my hand up and down as I watched them.

“That’s what I like to hear,” He smirked as he moved away from her and finished up. She screamed in pleasure as they came together. When her orgasm faded, she looked me in the eyes like a begging puppy. She got off of all fours, sitting on her heels. She crawled over to me before moving her lips to my ear.

“I want you too.”

The Ellie I knew would’ve never talked dirty, we were as vanilla as it gets. We would only ever moan words of adoration, but I was liking this version of her too.

I helped her onto my lap as she sank herself down onto me, taking all of me in. She sighed heavily and kissed me with a desire that I didn’t recognize.

She rode me as I held her by her waist. Colt had made his way over and sucked on her neck, his lips trailing down to her shoulder and back. 

That night was definitely not the last time we had sex together. But, Ellie and I had never been better. She went back to paying me attention throughout the days, we were at the top of the world. Just me and Ellie. We were unstoppable.

Colt still hated my guts, nothing changed. We shared the same girl in bed, but she was all mine. He had no interest in having her all for himself and he only spoke to her on those sinful nights. 

“I love you, Logan, forever,” She placed her head on my shoulder as we watched cars on the freeway speed by. Our hands rested on her lap and I kissed the top of her head.

I pressed my pillow into my face, trying to drown out the torturous music coming from next door. I physically couldn’t bare to listen to it anymore. This was my first night in my new apartment and I regretted moving away from my dad already. He obviously didn’t want me to be with his crew, for a reason I didn’t understand, so I decided to leave. I won’t stay where I’m unwanted. But if this keeps going, I’m going to lose my mind. 

“Is that-- One Direction? Are you fucking serious?” I groaned loudly, not wanting to get up to face my neighbor. She’s probably a stupid teenage girl obsessed with Harry Styles or something. It’s not 2013 anymore, why is she still listening to them? The music stopped abruptly and I sighed with relief, placing the pillow back under my head. I closed my eyes and slowly drifted off in the silence. It felt like sleep was an inch away and in my grasp, but I was awoken suddenly.

“YOU’RE INSECURE, DON’T KNOW WHAT FOR!”

“Oh my fucking GOD!” I shouted, sitting up and banging on the wall, “Shut up!”

The music stopped once more and I calmed down. Finally, I was able to sleep comfortably without having to be tortured by the sound of British boys. I woke up the next morning feeling exhausted and irritable as usual, I checked my phone to find a message from Ximena. She had simply asked if I was coming over to the garage, an innocent yes or no question. Why would she even bother to text me? I put my phone in my pocket without answering.

Closing my apartment door, I stepped out into the hallway. The floor creaked, reminding me of how cheap my rent is. I made my way down shaky stairs, thinking about seeing the crew. If I’m being honest, they were fun to hang out with. They were tolerable, besides Logan. That guy presses all my buttons and the urge to punch him is almost irresistible.

I got to the parking lot, reaching into the pockets of my leather jacket for my keys. After searching in every spot on my body, I groaned. I had left them inside my room, how the fuck did I forget?

I turned back around and made my way back up the stairs, cursing under my breath. As I approached my door, I noticed a girl locking her door next to mine. 

Oh, so this is the annoying Directioner. 

Except, she didn’t look like just any teenage girl. Her hair was put into a tight braid off to the side of her shoulder and my eyes did indeed trail down her body. She was stunning, but that didn’t excuse the fact that she took away from my precious rest. 

“Hey, you,” I called out to her and she turned to look at me in shock, her eyes widening innocently. I suddenly felt a twinge of guilt, I was on the verge of complaining about her music but I decided against it.

I closely examined her features, suddenly discouraged. I had to think of something else to say. 

“Can I borrow your bobby pin?” I asked in a bored voice, she still looked like a deer in the headlights but she took a few seconds before relaxing.

“A bobby pin? For what?” Her voice was sweet and pretty, matching her exterior. Yet, I was still shocked at how innocent she sounded.

“It’s none of your business,” I said and she furrowed her eyebrows.

“Well then why should I let you borrow it?” She was suddenly angry, I was taken aback by her new attitude.

“You know what? Forget it,” I scoffed before turning away from her. She laughed and I looked at her again in frustration.

“I was joking,” She took the bobby pin out of her hair, making her bangs fall over her face, “Here.”

She handed it to me and my jaw clenched, not wanting to pay attention to her. As innocent as she seemed, I knew she was trying to get into my pants, which wasn’t going to happen.

“Thanks,” I went back to my door and began to pick the lock.

“Woah hold up, are you breaking into that room?”

“Uh, yeah?”

“Isn’t that like... Illegal?” She asked as she subtly freaked out, I chuckled. If only she knew the rest of it.

“Sure,” I continued.

“Should I be calling the cops or--”

“It’s my room,” I cut her off with a sigh.

“Ohhh,” She realized and cleared her throat, “Don’t bother giving it back. I’ve got millions more, um... Have a good day?” It sounded like a question.

“Okay,” I answered as I heard the lock click. I went inside, not saying goodbye to her. My keys were on my bed, of course. I picked them up before continuing with the rest of my day, not even thinking of her for a split second.

It wasn’t until that night, when the torture began again. 

“YOU GET THE LIMO OUT FRONT--”

“Fuck, not this again,” I whispered to myself, standing up. More than anything, I wanted to go banging on her door to complain. But as I was opening my door, I remembered that she had done me a favor earlier. The anger in my body subsided and I breathed slowly. Ellie was pissing me off.

“YOU GET THE BEST OF BOTH WORLDS--”

“Can she at least pick good songs?” I slammed my door shut and went back to bed. Somehow, I managed to sleep with Hannah Montana playing next door.

I woke up later than usual the next day, getting ready in a better mood than usual. As I stepped out of my apartment, I noticed a note left on my doorstep. I was suddenly alarmed, was this a message from someone out to kill me and my father? I pulled my phone out, ready to dial the crew. I picked up the note and immediately, I lost all my excitement.

“Any song recommendations?”

Is she serious?

I went back into my room and grabbed a pen. Angrily, I scribbled a note back to her, “Just stop playing your fucking music at three in the morning.”

I pushed it under her door and continued with my day. The crew didn’t have much coming up lately and I was beyond bored. I laid in my bed, slamming my door to piss off my neighbor.

Immediately as I pulled out my phone, the music began.

“WHY YOU GOTTA BE SO RUDE?”

I chuckled, since she purposely picked that part of the song to start with. She was taunting me. As much as I hated pop songs like this one, I found myself tapping the side of my phone with the beat.

The music stopped and I figured she went to sleep, it was late anyway. I had no reason to stay up anymore, so I drifted off.

The music continued for days and it went back to being annoying. I had actually gone to tell her to shut it off after coming home from the garage, Logan had started a fight with me and I wasn’t taking any shit. Her music had been turned lower, it was all she had changed. 

I was thankful that she wasn’t blasting her speakers anymore.

However, one night was different. She had her music crazily low, but I still heard it, of course. I pressed my ear to the wall, curious as to what she was listening to, wondering why the daily routine had changed.

“I heard that you're settled down That you found a girl and you're married now”

"Adele? She’s never played that,” I whispered to myself, acknowledging the change of music. She was always listening to peppy love songs, but I guess she wasn’t feeling it tonight. 

This continued for a month, she played heartbreak songs at least once a week. There were days in which she didn’t listen to music at all, sometimes I’d hear her sing along. She wasn’t good, definitely not, but it was something different.

One night, I heard her playing The One That Got Away by Katy Perry. I had enough of it, I was dying of curiosity. I got up and left my room. I knocked on her door softly, as opposed to the aggressive knocks I’d do when I was telling her to shut up. The music stopped and the door clicked open. She peeked her head over the corner and her tear filled eyes widened as she saw me.

“Colt?” She asked before hiding behind the door, sniffling and I guessed wiping the tears away. She motioned for me to come in and I stepped inside. I felt suddenly uncomfortable, I liked knowing things and that was the ONLY reason that I was there. Obviously, something had happened with her and it was crucial for me to find out.

“What’s with the emo music lately? What happened to Justin Bieber?” I questioned as she looked at me with her bloodshot eyes. 

“Why do you care? I thought you hated it anyway,” She chuckled sadly, sniffling again. That was the thing, I didn’t care, so I don’t even know why I was there.

“I don’t care, I’m just... Curious,” I explained cautiously to make sure she doesn’t sob even more. I hated seeing people cry, it pissed me off.

“I’ve had nobody to talk about it to, Riya hated Joseph and is glad that he dumped me,” She said, as if I knew who that person was, “So I guess I can tell you.”

Before I knew it, I was sitting on her bed with her and she was ranting to me about her break up. Honestly, I was far too intrigued in her story. I even felt anger at some points, hearing about how that guy treated her. 

It simply reminded me that I would never get into a relationship, that stuff sounded overly complicated and stressful. 

She had a whole box of tissues beside her and she constantly wiped her tears away. How the fuck did someone cry so much? Is that even physically possible?

She finished telling me all about their relationship and I was left wanting to know more. She checked the time on her phone.

“Oh my gosh, it’s five in the morning!” She exclaimed, “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to keep you up this late, I got carried away. It’s nice having someone to talk to,” She smiled sadly.

True, she had talked so much. But I didn’t mind it for some reason, she was an interesting person. She was genuinely innocent, there was no dirt on her. Hell, she was a virgin before she dated that prick.

We said goodbye to each other, not planning to see each other after this. 

But the meetings continued, every single night for a month. The first few weeks consisted of her telling me stories about him and how much she liked him. She was healing, it was apparent in her attitude when speaking of him.

One night, we were sitting in front of her TV eating popcorn and watching Criminal Minds. This was usual for us at this point, I considered her a friend. Being with her was like inhaling fresh air, she was so much different from me, it was fascinating to see life in a different perspective. 

There was a knock on her door and she quickly got up to open it, I turned around to check who was there. But by the way she froze, I knew immediately who it was. I made my way to her side instantly, pulling her behind me protectively. 

“Joseph,” I snarled at the man at the door. He looked offended by my appearance. He seemed hostile.

“Do I know you?” He asked and his breath reeked of alcohol, I would’ve gagged if I wasn’t used to it, the men at the sideshows smelled so bad. Don’t get me started on Salvador.

“No, but I know you. Get out of here,” I jerked my head for him to leave. I felt Ellie’s hand beside mine and linked our fingers together, feeling her trembling.

“What are you? Her new boyfriend?” Joseph scoffed and I felt my jaw clench with irritation.

“Yeah, now beat it,” I lied, not caring about what she would have to say. The skinny blonde boy’s mouth gaped open and he scowled. He must’ve felt that I was going to knock him out, because he furrowed his eyebrows and left without another word. I closed the door and turned to a shocked Ellie.

“It’s nothing,” She said, wide eyed. I really didn’t know what she was on about, I shrugged, realizing that our hands had separated. I made my way back to the couch, rewinding the episode. She sat beside me, she was distant this time.

“How was it? Seeing him after so long, I mean.”

“I’m just... Unsettled. I didn’t expect him to come here, I wasn’t ready,” She whispered and I heard her voice crack as she started crying.

As I’d mentioned before, watching people cry pissed me off. But I was angry for other reasons, I hated seeing how that bastard hurt her.

I never knew what to do, nobody had ever comforted me. So, I just settled for putting my hand on her knee and rubbing my thumb on it soothingly. Except, this time, she did something differently. She wrapped her arms around me.

I was stiff at first, my eyes widening as shock made its way through my body. I awkwardly hugged her back, this wasn’t something I was used to...But I liked it.

I relaxed slightly and buried my face in her neck, she smelled like strawberry shampoo. Her weeping slowed and she pulled away, I felt embarrassment flush through me. I never hugged people, I hated being touched, I wouldn’t even let my mom do it. Yet, Ellie Wheeler was nice to hold.

I noticed her mood was ruined by his sudden appearance and I came up with the perfect plan to make her stop being mopey. 

I took her phone and connected it to the cursed speaker she had next to her television. My fingerprint was already registered, since she thought it would be good for emergencies. I opened up Spotify and searched up something I never thought I would do, but I was desperate to see her stop crying.

“MY FRIENDS SAY I’M A FOOL TO THINK THAT YOU’RE THE ONE--”

“Colt,” She gasped, a smile coming onto her face, “Are you playing 2009 Justin Bieber?” I rolled my eyes and went up to her, putting her hand in mine and pulling her up on her feet. 

“What are we doing?” She asked as she examined my face, I wasn’t smiling.

“We’re blasting music at three in the morning,” I answered, accidentally grinning at her. Her mood had changed in an instant, she dragged me into the open space of her living room. Before I knew it, she was jumping up and down and singing at the top of her lungs.

“LOVE ME, LOVE ME, SAY THAT YOU LOVE ME!” 

She was lost in the music and I was just watching her admiringly.

“Come on,” She took my hand and before I could protest, she pouted. My mouth gaped open, in disbelief that she thought that would convince me to dance with her. I wish I wasn’t so easily controlled by her.

Everything else in my mind had disappeared, my hate for dancing had been thrown out the window. It was just us right now. The song ended way too soon an we were left laughing and out of breath from jumping up and down. The neighbors below us were probably pissed off, but we could care less.

She looked so beautiful, her usual braid was messy and her eyes were still red from crying over that asshole. But I couldn’t help myself, I was staring at her lips and she smiled as she noticed.

“Go for it,” She said as her cheeks turned pink, “You’re my boyfriend, after all.”

I rolled my eyes at her joke, but I didn’t lose the chance. I kissed her.

--

My heart was pumping aggressively in my chest, everything made sense now. The look in her eyes when she was staring at me, the tears she leaked after we had sex, her painful words in the garage. 

“Forget me, please... That’s all you can do,” Her voice echoed in my head and I felt frustrated, finally understanding her.

“I have to go find her,” I quickly rushed over to my motorcycle, quickly putting on my helmet.

“Son, it’s too danger--”

“I can’t let her die, pops!” I yelled as desperation filled my body.

“It’s too dangerous... For you to go alone,” He sighed, “Take Logan with you.”

“No? What the fuck?” I felt my grip on the handle tighten.

“Colt, their face-off is tomorrow, you need to prepare yourself. You can’t go off like this, not without knowing the situation.” My body relaxed, remembering that I’m not too late.

But he was right, as always. I had no idea what I was getting myself into, all I knew was that I’m stupid and reckless. I’m risking my life for a girl I met in an alley, she’s supposed to be nothing to me, just like everybody else. But, she meant everything to me now.

“Logan has information on their meeting, he can help you.”

I scoffed at the idea of Logan actually being useful to me. It wasn’t hard to tell that I hated that guy. He was a pretty boy who belonged on a magazine, not involved in LA crime. He’s good at what he does, sometimes, but other than that... He’s just obnoxious.

“Why are you on my side? I’m doing something life-threatening for a girl,” I asked as I stared at my dad.

“Because you’re finally starting to see that there’s more to this world than crime and proving yourself to me. That’s all I’ve ever wanted for you. You don’t need to be filled with hatred all the time, son. If she convinces you to leave this life, then I’ll help you protect her at all costs.”

I was stunned, his words hit me like a brick. This was the first time he ever said something remotely kind to me. I felt kind of gross, not knowing how to respond to him. Usually, someone would cry when their beloved father finally showed affection, but that’s not me. 

I gave him a gentle nod, “Thank you.”

My dad left the garage and Logan walked into the room. All the positive feelings in my body had gone out the window. 

“I know, I don’t want to be here either. But Kaneko wants me to tell you the details about the Wheeler’s war with the Brotherhood.”

“Get on with it, every second I spend with you makes me want to rip my hair out,” I said as I tapped my foot on the floor impatiently. Logan only laughed at my words as if I was kidding.

“Alright,” He continued, “Sit down with me,” He walked over to the table where I had sat with Toby previously when he found out about my meetings with Ellie.

Things were so innocent back then, my feelings were so naive, I was so stupid. I should’ve guessed that I would get attached to her, but I didn’t stop. Now, here I am, getting myself involved in one of the most dangerous fights possible. I sat across from Logan, still upset that I even had to put up with him.

“The final face off they’re having is tomorrow night in Wightman Avenue, I’m sure that’s the main thing you were trying to find out,” He made eye contact with me.

“Alright, you look like you want to knock me out. I’ll keep talking,” Logan chuckled, “The Brotherhood broke a rule they had set. The two crews were somewhat tied together, since both of them had police officers involved. The rule was that neither of them could commit homicide.”

He paused to make sure I was keeping up, but I kept my blank expression. 

“Before you ask, no. Ellie Wheeler did not take a life,” He added and my tense shoulders slumped a bit with relief.

I wouldn’t know what to do if she had killed someone. I mean, she’s still the Ellie I knew and fell in love with. But, I don’t think I’m down with murder.

“Have you noticed your girlfriend acting a bit off lately?” He asked slowly. He had used the wrong term for her, but I didn’t have the guts to correct him, the label made me smile to myself before going back to my normal poker face.

“Why do you want to know?”

“They killed her best friend, Riya. She certainly would’ve told you about that.”

Fuck. She had definitely mentioned her before, Riya was her childhood best friend. But I had no idea that she had died.

“By the look on your face, I can tell she didn’t--”

“It doesn’t matter,” I shut him up, “Why’d they kill her?”

“Ellie was out to do business with their leader, Jason Shaw, and he attempted to touch her,” Logan said casually.

But in that moment, I felt something I never had. I felt like I was going to burst into flames like a villain in a movie. The idea of anyone putting his hands on Ellie made my blood boil with a hatred I didn’t know I had in me

“She knocked him out cold,” Logan explained with a smile, “She’s pretty awesome. You’re sure lucky to have her with you. She’s never been with anyone ever since her last boyfriend.”

“I sure as hell am,” I snarled as I couldn’t control my anger.

“She tried to leave her ex boyfriend early in the relationship, you know. Wheeler wasn’t fond of him, but he only kept him around because Ellie loved him. The guy had tried to get her pregnant, he would threaten her if she took birth control. He was a psychopath, he did anything to make sure she wouldn’t leave him.”

Everything was clicking into place now, I understood why Wheeler was so protective of her. Knowing Ellie, she definitely wouldn’t want her dad to control her for the rest of her life... That’s why she wanted to prove herself so badly tomorrow. This was her battle, she was the one affected, but her dad was protecting her. She didn’t want this. 

“Colt? You there?” Logan waved his hand in my face as I got lost in my thoughts.

“How do you know all this stuff?” I asked him and he shrugged.

“I get bored and like to know things,” He chuckled and I nodded.

“I hate you, you know that right?” I said as I looked at him, dead serious, “But thank you for helping me save the girl I love.”

Logan smiled at me and I immediately regretted being nice to him. He patted my shoulder aggressively.

“I knew you’d come around.”

I couldn’t sleep that night, I was stressed out. If Ellie even got the idea that I was coming to help, she would make me leave even if it meant fighting me. We would have to just back her up, make sure she lives.

The next day passed by painfully slow, Logan and I made sure she was holding up fine. We drove by her home and what I saw stung at my heart.

Ellie sat in her front porch staring at her hands, trembling. From afar, I noticed she was holding a photograph. I never knew how to make people feel better, I had never been comforted, nobody ever tried to help me. But in that moment, I wanted to hold her in my arms and kiss her until her sobs slowed. 

I didn’t want to watch anymore, it took everything in me to stay inside the car and tell Logan to drive away. Seeing her in pain was the worst thing to happen to me lately, I felt empathy for one person in this whole fucking world and here she was, losing her mind. I could do nothing but watch and wait.

The time had finally come, I hid behind a trash can with Logan and I genuinely couldn’t tell if the smell came from him or--

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard a familiar motorcycle. My heart leapt as it always did when she was around, I felt pathetic. 

“You can’t keep running forever, coward,” I heard her yell out, anger evident in her usually soft voice.

“Who said I wanted to run from you, baby?” A male voice answered and I felt myself begin to shake with fury, Logan put his hand on my back to calm me down. I normally would’ve hit him, but the motion reminded me that I needed to control myself.

“You’re disgusting,” She scoffed and her voice seemed to get nearer. I finally peaked to take a look at her. Her hair was in a messy braid and she was wearing the same outfit she wore when we met. I felt nostalgia crash over my entire being and I couldn’t help but smile at the look of her.

“You’re just upset that we killed your dumb little friend, it wasn’t even satisfying. She was just too easy,” The man said, his voice irritable and moody. I had stopped watching, but the sound that we heard next made me jump up from my hiding spot. A bullet had been shot.

My eyes fell upon a middle aged man holding his hand, cursing loudly. Ellie held the gun confidently, ready to fire again. Before I knew it, the rest of the Brotherhood uncovered themselves. 

“An eye for an eye, Shaw!” Ellie shouted as the rest of them pointed their guns at her. She didn’t flinch at all. Her dad stood by her side now, loading his firearm.

“Ellie, remember what we talked about,” Her father spoke to her as she stared blankly at the Brotherhood. She ducked quickly as a bullet shot directly at her head, barely missing her. She took cover behind a car, breathing heavily.

“Those sons of bitches knew what was coming to them,” She said before pointing her gun at another man.

“She’s going to kill him,” Logan whispered in shock as Ellie pulled the trigger. My lips turned into a smirk as I realized what she’s doing.

“No, she’s not,” I answered, “She’s disabling them.”

I noticed she was doing fine, but soon they all began to close in on her. Logan and I agreed not to step in, we were just going to back her up in case she needed help. She would hate me for taking this from her, she was avenging her friend. I wouldn’t stop her.

Bullets were being shot back and forth, but the Wheelers were outnumbered. Only Ellie and her dad showed up, the Brotherhood had three times the people that they did. It was time for us to help out. We pulled out our guns and announced ourselves by shooting towards the opposite crew.

“Colt?” Ellie asked as she dragged me beside her behind the car.

“Ellie, I--” I began to speak but she pressed her lips to mine for a split second, but the passion she transmitted was powerful. 

“I can’t believe I dragged you into this, I’m so sorry,” She shook her head before avoiding a few bullets. 

“I’m going to kill him, that’s why I didn’t want you here. You’d think of me--”

“I believe in you,” I told her as she began to lose her cool. She composed herself and shot a few more times in their direction. Some of them had started to run away since Logan was shooting at them like a maniac.

“I have to get him,” Her voice trembled as she watched Shaw run for his life. She looked at me one last time before chasing after him. Everything happened so quickly.

One moment, she was next to me. Before I could process what happened, she was circled by the crew. Six guns pointed at her and all she could do was put her hands up in defeat. Her eyes met mine and I felt a tear roll down my cheek. I didn’t want this to happen, I couldn’t lose her. 

I made my way behind Shaw, pointing my pistol touching the back of his head. 

“Drop them,” I threatened through gritted teeth. Their jaw drops, not noticing that I had snuck up on them. 

“Colt, no!” She yelled as they didn’t drop their firearms, they all simultaneously pointed at me. There was a gun shot, but I couldn’t tell where it came from. All I saw was Ellie sink to the ground.

Ignoring the criminals pointing at me, I dropped to my knees beside her. I heard sirens, the police was here. The Brotherhood ran for their freedom, but I was here clutching onto the girl I loved the most. Her hip had been shot and she was losing a lot of blood.

“Fuck,” She whispered as she pressed down on the impact with her hand.

“Ellie, I’ve got you,” I picked her up in my arms, carrying her into Logan’s car without hesitation.  

“Honey, I’m so sorry! I aimed wrong and--” Her dad was running up to us begging for forgiveness. 

“I’m fine, go!” She yelled through hisses of pain. Logan took off his white shirt and placed it on her bleeding side. I normally would’ve made a joke about him finding any excuse to be shirtless, but in this moment, I thanked him internally.

I sat beside her and helped her press the shirt down to stop the bleeding. Mona knew how to take out bullets, but the worst part was that there was only a small chance that she would live long enough to get stitched up.

“We have to go to the hospital, Logan,” My voice was thick with fear.

“No! They ask too many questions, please just-- Fuck!” She yelped again.

“You’ll be okay, Ellie. You can’t leave me now,” I said as I felt hot tears roll down my cheeks. I was beyond angry at the fact that they had gotten away alive.

Logan was driving to our garage as fast as possible, the police hadn’t even seen the car, thankfully. I called Mona and urged her to get ready for what was coming. 

The rest of the night was a blur, I just remember hearing Ellie scream in pain as Mona took the bullet out and stitched her up. I’ll never get that sound out of my head no matter how badly I wanted to forget it. 

But she was alive, barely. She was weak and could barely speak, she had lost so much blood. She was silent after the procedure. I had stayed beside her for the whole night, I didn’t sleep at all. I had to make sure she was okay.

“Colt,” She whispered at around 4am.

“Are you hurt? Did the stitches open? I’ll get Mona--”

“No no! I’m fine, I just wanted to talk to you.” I sighed in relief.

“It was so stupid of you to follow me, I knew it was a mistake to come see you that night,” She continued, her voice sad, “I couldn’t bare to look you in the eyes after you said you loved me. I knew there was a chance I’d die tonight, I didn’t want you to mourn me. But I was too late to back out, we had gone too deep. I almost didn’t go tonight, I didn’t want to hurt you.”

I tried to speak, but I realized silence was the best.

“But I had to avenge her, Colt. You understand that, right?” I nodded and she kept going, “It’s not over. They’ll come back, I’m sure of it. But I can’t... I can’t do it without you.”

“You can’t fight them without me? You were doing just fine,” I said and she chuckled, shaking her head.

“I can fight without you, the fact that you thought otherwise pissed me off. But no, that’s not it,” She explained with a serious stare, “I can’t live without you anymore. Because, I love you too.”

That night was filled with smiles and gentle kisses, plus a few tears. I couldn’t lose this girl, no matter what. She’s perfect, perfect for me.

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I swear she made me angry sometimes, she simply didn’t understand when to stop. I had told her not to attempt to talk to that bastard at the race, that was my problem and not hers.

I never underestimated Ellie, she was capable of so much shit. This was the one time I asked her to step out of it and she didn’t. The douchebag was supposed to pay me back for a job I did for him and I was going to settle the problem some other day, not wanting her to witness what I was going to do to him. But she threatened him, she actually got in his face and cursed him out.

“You could’ve gotten hurt, he could’ve put his hands on you and I--” I turned to look at my girlfriend, but she was fast asleep in the passenger’s seat. 

“Are you serious?” I asked as I gripped the wheel, “You didn’t listen to a single word I said, did you?”

Her car was slow and much different from my bike. I convinced her to let me drive because she seemed stressed from her encounter with the man. The road was bumpy from the holes in the cement, I looked back at her sleeping figure. She looked so innocent and sweet, I would hate to wake her up.

The car jumped on the rough road and I felt sudden anger at the fact that LA hadn’t done anything to fix these holes in the ground. I was so content with having her sleep peacefully that I probably would’ve knocked someone out cold if they tried to wake her up. 

“We can’t keep doing this,” Ellie moaned as I trailed hot kisses on her neck.

“Why not?” I asked, breathing on her.

“Colt...” She whimpered as I proceeded to suck on her collarbone, “Please listen.” I slowly detached myself, realizing her urgency.

“I’m serious,” She pulled her hair back as she collected herself, “This isn’t going anywhere.”

“What-- What is that supposed to mean?” I asked as I felt my heart pump angrily. We had been seeing each other for three months now, visiting every week. We would only have sex every now and then, it wasn’t our main purpose anymore. I wanted to know everything about her.

“I-- I have a big job coming up and I’ve gotta focus,” She finally said with a sigh, “It would be best for us to... Have some space from each other.”

“How does that correlate at all?”

“It does... I can’t be distracted,” She explained as she bit her bottom lip nervously. I scanned her expression in hopes to find a cheeky smile to tell me she was kidding. But she wasn’t joking at all.

“So you’re... Dumping me?” I scoffed.

“I don’t know if that’s what you call it, since we were never official or anything.”

“Right,” I clenched my jaw and looked away. Her hands found their way to my face, cupping it, she brought me closer to her and gave me a gentle kiss.

“I just can’t risk anything,” She gave me a soft smile that didn’t reach her eyes. Something was definitely wrong.

“Where do we go from here, Ellie. We already said we didn’t want to stay away from each other,” I asked, my voice cold.

“I wasn’t planning on letting you go completely, I’m just saying that you’re free to... You know-- Be with other girls,” She stated in an awkward tone.

That made me angry, I didn’t want to be with other girls. None of them have ever been able to satisfy me and I knew who I wanted. Nobody else could drive me crazy like Ellie could.

“That’s fine, thanks,” I nodded, blankly staring off into space. Ellie frowned slightly and I felt my heart tighten.

“So... Friends?” She asked.

“Friends.”

A month passed by and I hadn’t heard from Ellie at all. Of course I missed her, fuck, I had never felt myself this deep in the gutter. Everyone around me seemed to notice that I was a thousand times easier to irritate, Logan just stayed far from me. I pulled out my phone, tempted to text her.

But the sound of a loud engine stopped me from doing so. I could recognize that motorcycle anywhere. I quickly left my room and made my way outside, eagerly scanning the area. It took everything I had to not wrap my arms around her and kiss her until she couldn’t breathe. Although she had given me the opportunity, I haven’t even looked in the direction of another woman. Ellie smiled brightly as she took her helmet off. 

“Kaneko,” She greeted me and I felt at peace once again. To say I was attached was an understatement, this girl had a place in my heart that I didn’t know existed. All anger built up from these thirty days subsided.

 I quickly realized that her smile didn’t look genuine, she bit her lip nervously. I’d only seen her cry once, she never wanted me to see her as someone weak, but I hadn’t even considered it. She was the strongest person I knew, but I would never tell her that. It was too late now, she had made her decision. Her eyes were watering as she looked me up and down.

“Hey,” I stumbled with my words, not knowing how to comfort her, “Come on, follow me.” I took her hand into mine and walked her into my room. I sat beside her on my bed and she pushed all her sadness away.

“I didn’t come here to cry, I’m sorry,” She angrily wiped at her eyes and I placed a hand on her knee, unaware of what to do. She gave me a gentle grin, reassuring me that I was doing alright at consoling her.

“The job is tomorrow and I’m just...”

“Nervous?” I asked warily and she laughed.

“Me? Never,” Her sudden burst of happiness faded away soon, “I’m ready to go, just waiting. That’s the worst part.” I nodded at her words, understanding.

“Is it dangerous?”

“You think? Everything we do is dangerous, Colt.”

“Yeah, I guess so,” I wasn’t acting like myself, something was off, I felt like this was going somewhere I didn’t want it to.

“I don’t know why I’m even here,” She shook her head at herself, looking at the ground, “I just needed to spend time I guess.”

“Okay,” I said, hoping to recollect myself.

I stopped looking at her and we sat in silence for a few minutes, simply enjoying the calm atmosphere in the room. I couldn’t help but turn to look at her, only to catch her already staring at me. There was a look in her eyes that I hadn’t seen before, her cheeks were red and she looked like she was battling with herself.

“Ellie?” 

We both knew what we wanted, we had been apart for too much time. It was obvious that we could never be just friends. That was simply impossible. The question now was, were we going to fall into temptation? Clearly, I was the only one here certain about my feelings. I wanted her desperately, stupidly, but I wouldn’t force her into anything.

“Just... One last time,” I heard her whisper before her lips landed on mine. I felt my body light up with fire, feeling complete again. Ellie would usually take control in these situations and I was more than glad to let her. She made her way onto my lap, straddling me and wrapping her hands around my neck. I held her waist as she moved against me.

I couldn’t hold back anymore, I quickly removed her black t-shirt and pressed my lips to her chest. She tangled her hands in my hair as I unclasped her bra, peeling it off of her. I moved my mouth onto one of her nipples, licking the bud. She was happily sighing above me and it was music to my ears. She pulled me off to get rid of my jacket and shirt. Her hand traveled down my body, feeling my muscles, as she always did. 

She got off of my lap and took off the rest of her clothes. She unbuttoned my jeans, pulling them off along with my boxers, leaving us both nude in front of each other. 

I had seen Ellie naked before, of course I had. But the sight of her always took my breath away, I adored every feature of hers. She’s perfect in every way possible, I wondered if I was dreaming. She rolled her eyes playfully as she noticed me admiring.

“Why do you always stare at me like that, this isn’t the first time,” She asked with a smirk as she pushed me backward onto my bed.

“Because you’re still just as sexy,” I answered. She pressed a kiss to my erection before climbing onto the bed, putting her legs on either side of me. I sat up, holding her waist as she lowered herself down onto me.

“Colt,” She moaned as she pressed her chest against mine, I captured her lips with mine as soon as I caught my breath. I gave her a few seconds to take in the feeling of me inside of her. She rolled her hips and I knew it was time.

I began to thrust upward into her, making her throw her head back and moan. Everyone had gotten used to the noises we’d make, it had been a long three months. They had gone sleepless, because nobody could pull us apart.

I just loved how she felt on me, her hot walls clasping around me as I fucked her senseless. Sometimes she’d speak, but I wouldn’t understand what she was saying. Often, I’d hear her moan my name. Other times she’d just whisper profane words. Usually, I would admire her body covered in the dark hickies I’d left the day before, but there were none there today. I felt content, knowing that I had been the only one to recently place my lips on her skin.

I had no idea how long we’d been having sex for, time was irrelevant when I was with her. I grabbed her waist and helped her ride me, this was our favorite position. Her breasts were pressed against my chest and my lips kissed her neck. She was making noises that I adored, nobody could fuck me as good as this girl could. Ellie Wheeler was the best I’d ever had, the best I’ll ever have.

I felt her become weaker, her moans getting louder. We were both close, after a few more moments, she let out a last scream and her body went limp against mine. I came inside of her, knowing she'd be on the pill. As always, she whispered my name over and over as she sank her face into my neck. But this time, I felt something wet on my shoulder. I picked her up and off of me, placing her beside me on the bed. I pulled the covers over her, noticing that she was crying. I wiped her tear with my hand.

“Did I do something wrong?” I searched my brain for something that could’ve caused her to cry.

“It’s not you, Colt,” Her voice was thick and pained, “I just-- I missed you.”

“Likewise,” I answered as I scolded myself mentally for sounding innocent and confused after fucking her.

I watched her stare at me with tears in her eyes, her gaze was so intense and full of emotion. There was no sound in this room besides our breathing. She looked so beautiful, her hair messy, her mascara running, and her lips sore. There was something I felt in that moment, this was the moment I was terrified of. Usually, she would just pick her things up and go, we had never laid beside each other. Tonight felt different, I wanted her here more than anything. 

All these years, I had forced myself to believe that becoming attached to someone was a bad idea. I wanted to follow in my dad’s shoes, not wanting to owe anything to anyone. My pops had every right not to believe in me, he could call me weak and stupid, I wouldn’t stop him. Nothing mattered right now, nobody mattered to me. I felt only one thing and I was sure of what it was. That unmistakable feeling took over me, making me vulnerable.

“I love you,” I said, breaking the silence of the room with my whisper. Ellie didn’t react the way I thought she would, she didn’t smile... Instead, her mouth gaped open and she took a deep breath.

“No, Colt, please don’t,” She stood up, quickly picking her clothes up off of the floor, dressing herself.

“Ellie,” I called for her but she was heading out of the door already, I put on my articles of clothing back on and ran after her.

“That’s not what was supposed to happen,” She sobbed, turning to look at me as I caught up with her in the garage, “You can’t care for me.”

“Why not?” I asked as I felt my world spinning.

“You just can’t!” She yelled and I froze, her voice had never raised at me, “Forget me, please... That’s all you can do.”

She left before I could say anything else, I called her name over and over, but it was too late. She was gone.

Thankfully, the room was empty and nobody had witnessed what happened. Well, at least that’s what I thought. When I turned to go back to my room, I stared directly at my dad.

“Son,” He began to speak.

“Save the ‘I told you so’ conversation. I don’t want to see you right now,” I tried to push past him but he grabbed my arm, “Get your hands off of me.”

“Listen to me, I’m trying to help you.”

“Help me?” I scoffed, “When did you start caring? I hook up with one girl and suddenly you’re my loving father. I don’t get it.”

“You’re being ridiculous,” He sighed and continued, “I warned you to stay away from her, but now you’re attached. I won’t let you suffer over her death, you have to stop her.”

“Her death?”

“The Wheelers started open war with the Brotherhood.”

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She left soon after, telling me that she’ll come back when there’s a wider selection of cars. The one night stand had turned into two. I really didn’t expect myself to feel even slightly attached to her. But she did what she usually did and teased me to the very max, promising to return. From the second she drove off, I found myself already eager to see her again. The look on Logan’s face was extraordinary, for a week after our encounter, he was silent. He had not said a single word to me.

“Colt,” I heard someone call me as I was wiping down my bike with a rag. I turned to make eye contact with my dad.

“What?”

“I need you to come to my office,” He said seriously, motioning me to follow him. I tossed the rag onto the seat and trailed behind him. He sat down and I simply leaned against the wall with my arms crossed.

“It’s come to my attention that you’ve involved yourself with Ellie Wheeler in an unprofessional way,” My dad informed me, making my heart skip a beat.

“Pop--”

“I don’t want to hear it,” He sighed, “It’s not a big deal. Wheeler, himself, has feared that his daughter was throwing herself at his clients. You can stop this now and there’ll be no problem.”

I wish I could explain the fury that I felt in that moment, hearing someone refer to her as a whore... It made him shake with anger. 

“She’s not a slut, pops,” I scoffed.

“That wasn’t what I was saying, son. I’m just saying, it’s not the best idea to--”

“Well I don’t care, I’ll see whoever I want to,” I talked back, my voice raising.

“I understand what it’s like to meet a girl you... Find interest in. But, I’m afraid you’re getting too close to comfort. I won’t let you ruin yourself,” He explained calmly.

“Ruin myself?” My jaw clenched.

“I won’t have you fall in love with her!” My dad finally slammed his hands on the table with anger, “Do you know what love does to you?”

“I’m not--”

“Once is fine, temptation is a crazy thing. But to keep seeing her? You’re playing a risky game,” He said as he slowly composed himself.

I knew he was right and maybe that’s what pissed me off the most. I knew that hooking up with her constantly would drive me insane. Even though I had only seen her twice in the span of two months, she took over all of my thoughts. My journal was filled with pictures of her, at first, they were sexual. I would draw her body and the marks on her neck. But now, I found myself drawing her lips. I would draw her smile over and over, along with doodles of her pretty hands. My pops was on the right track, it would be best to get some space away from her. But, I didn’t want to.

“Why should I care about what you have to say? I’ll ruin myself if I feel like it, you haven’t been there for me before, why do you care now?” I spoke harshly before leaving his office and slamming the door.

At this point, I didn’t know if I would ever see her again. My pops would definitely not let me do anymore business when she’s involved. I had a chance to prove myself worthy to him and I fucked it up. Honestly, though, I didn’t care. I had worked too hard to prove myself, but now I didn’t want his goddamn approval. 

Toby was standing outside with his eyes wide open, I blinked slowly a few times to stop myself from knocking him out.

“You were listening?” I asked him with my eyes closed, trying to diffuse my anger.

“I-- Colt, are you alright?” 

“For fucks sake, I’m fine!” I yelled, feeling irritated by his question.

“I know who told him,” Toby said in a whisper.

“I can just guess who it was,” I snarled before making my way to the garage, knowing where to find that son of a bitch.

His eyes widened when he saw me stomping over to him, I punched him as hard as I could and he stumbled backward.

“You just couldn’t keep your mouth shut, could you?”

“It’s my job to inform my boss on anything threatening to the crew,” Logan said as he wiped blood from his mouth.

“And how is my business threatening to the crew?”

“Do you know what would happen if you fuck things up with her?” 

“I don’t need to know shit from you,” I retorted, fully aware of my actions, “You’re a nobody. I’ll be glad the day my pops finally gets rid of you.”

I climbed on my motorcycle, driving off without another word. The wind blew in my face and I squinted, regretting not wearing my helmet. I had one place in this world that calmed me down more than any other. After a few minutes of swerving through slow cars and having air burn my eyes, I finally made it to the spot. I parked my bike off to the side and exhaled slowly. 

I calmed down as I watched the waves crash, this cliff place being my safe place. I needed to collect my thoughts after everything that happened. My dad truly believed that I was falling in love, as if that would ever even-- It was just impossible. I just felt sexually attracted to this girl, our relationship would only consist of us casually fucking from time to time. I never even considered actually settling down with her.

Yet, the thought brought a stupid warmth to my chest. I hated to think of her as just a fuck toy, because that’s not what she is to me. She’s more. The loud ocean below me was relaxing me, bringing tranquility to my normally hostile being. There was a noise that distracted me, I was back and alert quickly. I looked around to make sure there was no one there. I could’ve sworn I heard an engine pass by, after a few moments, I decided that I was alone again.

“I definitely didn’t expect this to be the kind of place for you, Kaneko,” said a voice I recognized instantly, my mood lifting within seconds.

“Ellie?” I accidentally smiled at her appearance, she didn’t seem to be doing the best. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were red, as if she had been crying.

“You look terrible,” I said and she chuckled.

“Thanks for pointing it out, mind if I join you for a bit?” 

I felt a pinch in my heart and I nodded slowly, she sat at the very edge of the cliff with her feet dangling above the ocean, I took a seat beside her.

“I’m not supposed to be seeing you anymore,” She scoffed after a while and I turned to look at her, “My dad found out I’ve been hooking up with you. You’re safe, but I have to stay away from you.”

The words that came out of her mouth made me feel as if a dark cloud rained above me. She bit her bottom lip in concentration.

“But I can’t,” She whispered.

“You can’t what?” I asked sadly and watched as she breathed softly.

“I can’t stay away from you, Colt,” She finally said as if she had been holding it in, “I’m addicted to you.”

I opened my mouth to say something, but I was speechless.

“Stupid, I’m so stupid,” She placed her face in her hands in frustration. 

“Ellie--” I began to speak but cut me off.

“Don’t, please...” She exhaled shakily and began to get up to leave. Normally, I would’ve let her go, this was her problem and whatever she felt for me was completely childish and immature. But I understood her, because frankly, I was addicted to her too.

I managed to pull her back to me, pressing my lips to hers, taking her breath away. She placed her hands on my cheeks, deepening the kiss. After a few seconds, she pulled herself apart from me. 

“You don’t understand, Colt... The things my dad would do if this goes wrong--”

“I don’t care,” I said as my mind screamed insults at me, “Live in the moment, Ellie. It’s all we can do now.”

She looked angry, not at me, but at herself. She exhaled and nodded, “Fuck everyone else. I want you,” She whispered before kissing me again.

An hour passed and we simply enjoyed each other’s company, her head resting on my shoulder as we watched the sunset. This wasn’t sexual anymore, this was stupid. This was definitely not what I had planned.

“My dad doesn’t trust me,” She told me, breaking the silence, “He thinks that I’m not fit to run the crew. I had to prove myself to him, he wouldn't believe me otherwise. I’ve had to do stupid shit to make that man see me for what I am.”

“He thinks he needs to protect me, save me from this life. But I don’t need his protection, I know how to defend myself,” She spoke to me, but it seemed she was talking more to herself, “I’ve been his sweet little girl for too long. It’s hard, Colt,” She looked at me and her eyes watered, “I’m top of my class, I’m set to be valedictorian but that’s not enough for him to trust me.”

“Wait a second,” I raised my eyebrows in shock, “You’re still in school?”

She chuckled softly, “Yeah, crimes are just my side job.”

“Wow,” I whispered.

“Look, I know you probably don’t think of me as more than a girl you’ve fucked--”

“What?” I asked before she could finish her sentence, “Of course not.”

“I doubt you mean that,” She scoffed, looking off into the distance.

“Ellie, listen to me,” I placed my hand on hers, “I don’t care about people as much as I should. But I can’t help but feel something for you,” I confessed in a low voice, embarrassed.

“Holy shit,” She breathed, “Kaneko feels emotions?”

“Trust me, you’re just as shocked as I am.”

“It's best for us to not see each other, I know how stupid it is for us to be together,” She said, her voice trailing sadly.

“It is extremely stupid,” I acknowledged playfully, looking into the ocean below us.

“You may never believe it, but my dad’s a Christian, he thinks me having sex with you is against the laws of God,” She laughed softly.

“What can I say? We’re sinners,” I answered as I brought my lips to her neck and placed a gentle kiss to it.

“If being with you is a sin, then I’ll happily accept hell.”