Higway To Hell (closed for amon_darknight)

[_KittyCat_]

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Ava’s Description:
5’6” of lean yet curvy lusciousness that could make a man cry. Her board straight, shoulder length, waterfall of auburn hair that shimmers in the sunlight is something she was blessed with thanks to her mother’s natural beauty. The slight upturn at the corners of her eyes makes her amber iris’s stand out like a cat with their full, sooty lashes.


Ava was born into the Highway Devils motorcycle club. Her father, Dante, lived up to his name. He was hell on wheels, a damned inferno when he was angered, and ran his motorcycle club with an iron fist…or brass knuckles, whatever worked for the moment. He ran his family like he ran his club and he didn’t tolerate out of line behavior from anyone; not even his princess, Ava. Unfortunately for him, daddy’s little girl had a mind of her own and stubborn streak a mile wide. She had a wild side just like her father did and she didn’t take too kindly for his strict set of rules. Ava was twenty-one now, and she graduated from college like a good girl, but she couldn’t be daddy’s good girl forever now could she?

2pm on Saturday

Bang, Bang, Bang!

"Dammit, Ava! You were supposed to be at the clubhouse to help your mother hang decorations hours ago! Get your ass outta bed and get dressed!" Ava’s dad bellowed from the doorway to her room. When she looked up at him through groggy eyes she’d swear there were flames flickering in them he was so mad.

“I’m sorry, Daddy. I fell back asleep after my alarm went off.”

“You’re fucking alarm went off at ten o’clock this morning right before I left to go take care of some club business! If you wouldn’t have stayed out drinking all damn night you wouldn’t be hung-over and lazy now would ya?” He shook his head and leaned against her door-frame.

By club business, she knew that probably pertained to someone getting beat-up, shot, stolen from, or taught some sort of lesson, or a drug deal or gun trade went down and frankly, she didn't even wanna know which one that might be. She already knew too much...

“I don’t know what I’m gonna do with you, girl. You’re momma was so frantic when she got up at three am and you still hadn’t gotten home yet. Where in the hell were you anyways?”

Ava felt a blush creep up her cheeks. Her father had a way of making her feel so small…so wrong that she felt like a child again even though she was an adult. She was a college graduate now for Christ’s sake!

“Yesterday was my college graduation, Daddy! I went to celebrate with the girls. Yeah we had a few too many drinks and got home late but it’s my freaking life alright?”

She shoved the covers off, slid from her sheets and padded sleepily over to her father, wrapping her arms around his waist. She wasn’t stupid…she knew how to soften him up. “I love you, Daddy and I’m sorry I upset momma. I’ll make it up to her I promise.” With a kiss to his cheek, she ducked under his arm and headed for the shower, silently giggling when he mumbled and walked away.

Yup, daddy’s princess still had a knack for wrapping him around her finger. At least on some subjects.

Thank God he didn’t know who she’d been hanging out with last night! He would kill her, or have her killed…literally!

 

[amon_darknight]

Louie Ray

Louie stood at 5'11" and weighed about 265, he was in really good shape with all the fighting he did. He was his clubs Enforcer. His hair was dark brown and cut short on the sides as his bangs were long and tied in a tail to hang back like a pony tail. He was your typical jeans and a t-shirt type of guy with wearing his cut to the club, but when he was no doing club business, he was just jeans and a t-shirt. He had only a few tattoos showing on his forearms, had his battle scars though from all the fights he has been in. He rode a 1953 Ariel that he fixed up to pristine condition. He always wore his black rag on his head with his dark shades. He was always told he was in the wrong life because his eyes showed so much kindness in them, but as of late, he often hid them because he didn't usually let people see them. He has been a member of The Burning Blades for quite some time, the enforcer, the go to guy to get the hard jobs done. He was a highly respected member, could have been the VP, but turned it down. Louie was just an easy going guy that wanted peace...

For an enforcer?

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Louie sat outside the clubhouse with his cut on that was a black, with fire on the trim, on the back of it was a large knife with fire on the blade. His face was scruffy from the lack of shaving he did this morning and his face showed signs of no sleep. Louie looked at the clubhouse and sighed as he took his phone out and texted a number of a girl he met the other night at a bar. He smiled as he remember the time they had together that night. She was quite the tease, and knew how to get what she wanted, he could still feel her ass pressed against him, grinding against his package. He shook his head as he sent the message.

Had a great time, when can I see you dance again?

He closed the phone as he took a hit of his joint and just watched the sky, the bright blue wild blue yonder.

"Ahh, Ava, you were such a sight for sore eyes, you took me away from the misery of my life..."

He blew the smoke out and closed his eyes thinking of her.

 

[_KittyCat_]

The afternoon had worn her out helping her mom hang decorations and set up for the party. It was her graduation party so why did she have to help do all the work? Ava shook her head as she walked out to the car and got inside. As soon as she started it the air came on blowing full blast a steaming heat that had her rolling the windows down to get some relief.

The heat made her smile though. It had been hot last night but for a totally different reason. When she met tall, dark and handsome on the dance floor things had heated up pretty quick. To say there was a spark between them was an understatement. Louie Ray was sexy tough guy type, but when she looked into his eyes and they connected she knew deep down, he was a good guy. No one could have eyes that kind and be a jerk.

When her phone buzzed, Ava was pulling into the driveway so she waited until she was in her bedroom to see who texted her. A small yelp of excitement slipped out when she saw his name on the screen.

Had a great time, when can I see you dance again?

Damn it! She had to go to the party tonight; after all it was for her. If she invited Louie, her dad or one of the other club members might recognize him and it would start a fight like no other. No way could she risk it.

She replied: I have my grad party tonight with the fam. Meet me somewhere tomorrow night and we can hang out. You choose…

Ava dropped her phone onto her bed and ran to her closet to get out her party dress. She had to be back at the clubhouse in forty-five minutes and she still had to put her make up on and do something with her hair.

But tomorrow…tomorrow couldn’t come soon enough. Tomorrow she would see him again.

 

[amon_darknight]

Louie looked to his phone as it buzzed and smiled as he saw the response, he was actually smiling. One of Louie's club members came outside and saw him smiling and just about hit the floor.

Club Member: "Holy shit! Someone get me a fucking camera Lou here is smiling, I think the world is coming to an end!"

Louie looked to him and shook his head.

Louie: "Don't make me beat the shit out of you... get the fuck out of here."

Louie closed his phone and saw his buddy walking back into the club house, Louie took his phone out and started to text her back, when he saw no one was around.

Text: "Hey, that sounds like fun, I am a little hurt that you don't want me around for your grad party... J/K, have fun with your family. I can't wait to see you again, wear something sexy for me? Why don't you send me a pic of what you are going to wear... I will think about where we can go. I got some work to do today, so I will text you later."

He sent the message and he walked over into the garage where he was needed and he only thought about that woman he met, she was not going to be leaving his mind, she was etched into his brain. He had a grin on his face the rest of the day as he did his business, both with the club and with his job. Through out the day he checked his phone for her messages and hoped she sent him something to think about. He still had to think of where he could meet her, he had to do it somewhere his club would not see him, he did not want to get her involved with his club. She did not need to know about that side of him. He sent her a message with a picture of a pretty white and purple lily and sent her the pic message with the text "Thinking of you"

Louie found that it was soon night and he looked around wondering where the time went. He was amazed that this chick did this to him, he chuckled again as he was not even paying attention at the table, he was only thinking of her. Club business went on like it always did, drugs, moving the product, guns, territory issues, same ol same ol... the rest of the club knew something was up with Louie, but they left him alone about it, they saw it was nothing bad. The meeting was over and Louie was on his way home as he thought about where to meet. He took his phone out and texted.

"How about the beach, a little romantic walk on the sand under the moonlight?"

Louie shook his head, he was going above and beyond his usual standards, this chick was different, she deserved better.