Whiz (The Hell Raisers MC Book 1)

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WHIZ

I pulled up to the Alley, the van was usually how we shopped but today it was for Sabrina. I didn't bother shutting the engine off or closing my door as I hopped out. I went to where I saw two feet sticking out behind a wall.

"Fi?" I called, not sure that was them.

"She fell asleep and was starting to slump so I pulled her back up... she's breathing." I was there in a flash. I looked over Sabrina's face and I didn't know what happened but she was bruised and had little scrapes on one cheek.

"Fuck."

"He was kicking her, John. She wasn't making any noise like it hurt." She whispered to me and I just nodded and moved to try and scoop up the little woman.

Bell was pissed, I was pissed. I wanted to know who did this s**t to the sweetest little f*****g kid in the world. I had her in my arms and she was completely limp, I laid her on one of the back seats and made sure to still click her in.

"No, no, stop." She pushed at my hands as I put them around her hips and she sobbed and I saw her eyes weren't opening.

"It's me Sabrina, you're safe." I told her and she started to shake. She sobbed my name out and she did it until she fell back asleep. "Fiona, get in the car-" I turned and she was f*****g gone. Goddammit.

Fuck! I looked back at Sabrina and knew I couldn't go get Fiona back, I had her to take care of. I ran around after making sure she was locked in and drove for the compound. I pulled up and saw my brother standing and waiting and I clenched my jaw.

"She good?"

"No, no the f**k she isn't." I told him before going around the other side of the car.

I opened it up, got in and reached for her buckle but then I f*****g saw it. She has marks all over her waistband from her jeans. The fucker was trying to snatch the shorts off and she had managed to keep them on and her back was red and looked like she had a burn from them rubbing against her skin.

"Johnny-"

"She f*****g-"

"Get the kid to her old room and we'll take care of her until Bell and his woman arrive." I took a few deep breaths and then I went to lift her again, but she screamed out and pushed at my face, pushing my chin away and up and lashing out. Trav was in holding her legs before she started kicking and I grabbed at her wrist.

"Sabrina... baby, it's me. You're safe. It's Johnny baby." I called and she sobbed again. "Trav and I have you. We're at the compound." I wrapped my arms around her top half as Trav helped grab her legs. Once we were out of the van we tried to stand her up but her legs weren't working, so I bent down and scooped her back in my arms and her eyes locked on mine. "You're ok."

"He said-"

"We can talk about it later, let's get you warm." I shushed her and she curled into me as I started walking to her old room.

"Bellamy?"

"He's on his way. Sienna will be with him."

"Shea can't see me like this." She cried again and I felt the hot tears on my chest and I just let her. There wasn't anything I could say to make her feel ok. None of this was her fault and I knew she knew that. Date or not some fuckhead never had the right to do this to her.

"She'll be staying with Tara." I heard Trav behind us and as he got up the stairs he moved to open her old bedroom. "What do you need? Bandages?"

"Ice." She whimpered and I moved to lay her down on the bed and she hissed as she tried to relax her body. She started to raise her shirt and I about f*****g lost it at the bruises there. "I don't think I'm bleeding anywhere." She whispered and went to touch one.

"Don't Sabrina..." I grabbed her hand and sat next to her and her face was in pain. I turned to tell Trav to hurry up but he was already gone.

"He said I was lucky he was alone. Something about grabbing women with his friends." She told me and I swung my eyes back to her.

"What were you doing with him? How did you meet him? Bar? Work?"

"f**k you. You think I went on a date and just didn't give me what he wanted?" Her voice was booming and I looked over her bruises face and knew I was in the wrong.

"Then tell me what happened." I told her and she looked away.

"I was being stupid. Walked down the alley, checking my account... and out of nowhere I felt I was being pushed. I turned my head and he grabbed my hair and then I was slammed into the brick building." She whispered and I knew what she was thinking, she wasn't looking out for herself when he got the drop on her.

"f**k Sabrina-"

"I know Johnny, all my fault-"

"Don't you f*****g say that. No man has the right to hurt you. Has the right to put their hands on you." I told her and she looked down and I saw how she ran her hand over her button on her jeans and she clutched them like she was happy they were still done up. "What happened next?"

"My head hurt, I fell on my ass and I felt myself being pulled. I turned but he kept pulling until we were in that doorway. He didn't say anything but I kept pushing his hands away, shouting no and screaming for help, and he kept tugging my shorts like they were just going to rip off my body. I kicked and screamed and I pushed his hands away. He slapped me hard enough for my vision to black out instead of being fuzzy and then that chick screamed and he panicked because he said she was a biker chick."

"Fiona, she's Travis' ex. She was wearing a leather jacket and had her helmet with her so he assumed she was with one of us."

"I hoped she was. Someone to help her because if she tried to fight him like I did she wouldn't have been able to. He was strong. When she disappeared for a few seconds he told me how lucky I was that he wasn't taking me." She sniffled and I saw a tear leak out and I wanted f*****g revenge. "That's when he just started to kick me."

"What did he look like?"

"My vision was blurry for most of it. He was white, older than me, he had brownish hair long enough to be to his jaw... didn't see real details. My eye sight in my left eye is still kind blurry but my right it all better."

"Who did Fiona bring?" I heard Trav and saw he was lingering in the doorway.

"No one... she had a gun, shot at him or enough to scare him." I heard Sabrina and I nodded to him for the ice he was still holding.

"Where do you want this Sabbie?" He asked kneeling near the foot of the bed.

"Face." She whispered and reached for it. He set it in her hands and she raised it slowly hissing out at the first touch but then she kept it there and relaxed. "Can I change?" She looked at both of us and I nodded in sync with my brother.

"Do you still have clothes here?" I asked opening one of her drawers but then shutting it the second I saw bras and panties.

"I can get them."

"Wanna shower Sabbie?" I raised my eyes and glared at Trav. She laughed and said something about needing one and I ground my teeth.

"I'll help." I told her and she broke off her laugh. "You're not going to be able to bend over with your bruises Sabrina." I told her and she gulped and I had to hate myself for thinking she would be ok with being naked around a man with what just happened to her.

"Brother, you're not helping her shower-"

"Then neither are you." I challenged and he looked surprised. "Don't you have Fiona to track down? She ran while I was getting her in the car... I didn't even know she was back in town. Did you?" I asked him and the more I talked about her the harder his hands clenched.

"You know what Bell will do if he knows you helped her?"

"She's a kid Trav, just helping." I heard a huff and looked back to Sabrina.

"You know, 24 to your 37 and 34 doesn't make me a kid anymore. You guys are jackasses. If you get me a chair I can wash my own body." She told me and I saw the glare, just like I knew I saw the bras and panties and I saw the body she was sporting now.

At 18 she was cute, she was small in all departments and fresh. Now she was curved, she was wearing clothes that hugged her body and she was sure as hell right, no longer a kid.

"Sabbie, how are you going to get undressed?"

"Got a blade?" She asked and I narrowed my eyes.

"Don't get your feathers ruffled Sabrina, just... come on. I'll grab a chair and help." I told her sand she just narrowed her eyes at me.

"Fine. Let me get what I want to change into." She told me and I just nodded. Trav and I both didn't move as she walked to grab shorts, that kind of looked like a mans pair and then she went and grabbed a huge black shirt that was definitely a mans before and I ground my teeth.

"What do you collect stuff from your Ex's and keep it?" I asked and I heard Trav snort and I looked to him. "They yours?"

"No brother... not mine." He laughed outright and smirked to high heaven as he jutted his chin.

Sabrina was pulling open the drawer I had opened and I watched her reach in and pull out a black bra and some green panties and she pulled them up as if to hide them and then she winced and lightened her hold making the panties drop. She bent over for them as if forgetting and cried out.

"Come on." I grabbed them up, grabbed the rest of her clothes and we walked to the bathroom.

"Just cut the shirt." She whispered and I shook my head before going for the hem of it and pulling it up slowly. "I can't raise my arms..." She said as she raised it just a bit and then relaxed it knowing it hurt.

"I know, let's get your elbow in the sleeve." I held the shirt for her as she got her elbows in the holes and then I was pulling it up and over her head. If she wasn't bruised to all hell, my hard on would make f*****g sense. I looked down at her as she did and saw ran a finger over what I could tell was a bruise from one solid kick.

She was standing in front of me in a sports bra that pushed both her t**s together so tight I wasn't sure how she was still breathing. "You're going to have to cut it, it's pretty tight-"

"I can see that Sabrina." I groaned out and I reached down sliding my blade free and she gasped as I moved between her t**s.

"Get me a towel first." She held my wrist and I didn't really want to. My d**k was saying Who cares? And my brain was saying Not the time!

But since she stopped me I reached back and grabbed the hand towel for her. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. I pushed down slightly and the material practically snapped the more the blade touched it. She held the towel in place with one arm and tried to lift her arm out of the side but cried out.

"Let me cut the back too, don't push." I told her when she tried to do it again. I moved around her and she held the towel tight. She was shaking just a bit and I hated it. "It's me Sabrina, no need to be scared."

"I need to get clean." She whispered and I just worked at the back of the bra now until it was just around her shoulders. I took one half down and then the other and I walked back around to see her eyes seemed vacant.

"Sabrina, look at me. It's just me." I told her and she smiled like something was funny before she nodded. I reached for the buttons on her jeans and she sobbed right away and that's when I saw it. The knuckle marks. "It's me. Not him. It's me." I reminded her when she moved to back up and I let her.

"His hands-"

"I'll take them as trophy's for doing this to you baby. I promise." She dropped the towel a bit and I was going straight to hell for hoping she would let it land on the floor. She tossed me a worried look and I just clenched my jaw.

"I'll hold it up behind you." I told her after a few seconds of her being against the counter and she never stepped back up to me. "I hold the towel and you work your shorts off ok?"

"Ok." She took two steps up, and I squeezed in behind her, her ass was firm and when she held the towel on her sides I took one in each finger, careful not to touch her skin and her hands went to the four buttons holding her shorts on.

Fuck me... I felt her pause as she rubbed against me trying to push them down. She had a hitch in her breath and I hoped she wouldn't read into it for right now and freak out. She went to bend over and hissed and reached back.

Her hand on my knee squeezed hard and she straightened slowly and I let her hold my knee no matter how hard as she went through the pain. "Let me Sabrina, hold the towel." I told her once her breathing was normal.

She nodded slowly and I sank to my knees after pushing her up another step. I worked at her now loose shorts until they fell to the floor. Any other woman I would have snapped the thong against her ass and waited for the yelp of surprise but this was not the f*****g time.

My d**k was hard and throbbing as I then shoved my thumbs under and pulled them down too.

"That's a fine ass." She gasped and I turned my head to see Gash standing in her doorway of the room and since we hadn't closed the bathroom he was able to look right in as he walked past. "What the f**k happened to your face Sabbie?" He walked in, enraged now and I felt her knees buckle and I knew she didn't want to be seen like this.

"Out." I told him getting up and In front of her in seconds.

"What the f**k happened?" He asked me and glared getting in my face.

"Go ask Prez, Bells on his way, they're going to hunt the fucker." I told him and he tried to look around me but I grabbed his shirt and pushed, "Get the f**k out."

"She ok?"

"I'm fine I promise." I heard Sabrina behind me and I glared as he tried to see her.

"Gash, get the f**k out and close the door after you." I told him and he clenched his jaw.

"Don't f*****g hurt her." He warned me and I narrowed my eyes.

"Giving orders now?"

"f**k yes when it comes to Sabbie." He poked my chest and I heard a hiss before the water behind me turned on.

"Get out, last f*****g time I'm telling you before I throw you out." I pushed and he nodded slowly and turned. I turned back once the door was closed and grabbed at the bathroom door before turning. Her black string of a thong was under the shorts, partly, and I watched her try and shuffle them under them so they were out of sight.

"I'll wash your hair." I told her knowing she couldn't reach up. She kept the hand towel long ways now and it covered most of her from my eyes and she didn't seem scared as I approached and felt the water. It was nice and warm.

"Can I-" she reached for my arm and I held it out as she moved to lift her leg and I heard her cry.

"Let me Sabrina." I urged and I moved to her under arms and lifted her enough so her other leg was in. I set the water on her hair and then put the hose down to dangle as I grabbed the first bottle I saw.

"Not that one... I need the pink..." she pointed to the one that wasn't as creamy looking and I read the label. "That's the conditioner."

"We using both of these?" I asked knowing I would if she needed it.

"Just the shampoo. I don't think you need to lather me up twice." She laughed and looked down.

"Turn and I'll soap you up." I told her and she bit her lip. She turned slowly and by god or whoever, Gash was right. She had one hell of an ass. I wanted to f*****g kiss it.

Her ass and thighs were thick, all muscle. I swallowed hard as she leaned her head back and I grabbed the other bottle and poured it right onto her scalp. Working my fingers into her hair and focusing only on that... I was going to hell.

She moaned and sighed and I knew it was all innocent. I kept her back to me and adjusted myself before going down to get the shower head. The water was still warm and I made sure to get all the soap out of her hair before putting it back up.

"I'll take it from here." She told me softly and I just nodded and pulled at the curtain. I leaned back against the wall, heard her hiss as she must be cleaning her stomach. I clenched and unclenched my fists and thought back to the knuckle prints on her f*****g belly. He has tried to get them undone and she managed to keep them all closed.

"What?" I asked as I heard her gasp out.

"You're still in here?" She asked in a squeak and I padded over.

"Do you need help?"

"Maybe..." she whispered and I peaked in and saw her trying to balance against the wall and lift her leg.

"You're legs?" I asked and she nodded. I held out my hand and she placed the loofa in it and instead of stepping closed she raised her legs then wiggled so I pushed her ankle down. "Turn baby." If I was going to do this then I couldn't be near her p***y. Her ass was safer than her p***y was.

She turned slowly and I ran the soaped up loofa over each foot before going around in small circles. Each leg I did to the knee, then go the middle of her thighs and then higher. "Johnny-"

"Nothing will hurt you... just me here helping." Helping myself get off.

I ran the loofa between her legs making sure not to touch with my bare hands. I ran it back over her ass and between those thick cheeks and she shuddered and her hands went to the wall. f**k, if I was a scumbag, I'd take that as an invitation. But I wasn't.

I ran it up her spine and over her sides gently before getting the sides of her hips again.

"All clean." I told her before stepping away. She reached back for the loofa and I made sure to brush my skin against her. She stepped under the spray and I left the curtain open and turned to get the biggest towel open for her.

Once the water was off she pulled the curtain to peek out and I just held the towel up and open. She stepped out and let me wrap it around her until she could put her elbows down and hold it herself.

"You guys need to start settling down." She mumbled as she looked at her clothes now.

"Why the f**k would we do that?" I asked not knowing where that thought came from. Settle down?

"If you had an old lady she would be in here helping me not you." She whispered and I knew where that thought came from now. She was embarrassed.

"Trust me Sabrina, one woman doesn't do it for me. I could get one of the club-"

"Don't even say the biker bunnies. I hate those bitches." She seethed and I just smirked. Now she wasn't so embarrassed.

"That's fine, then you're stuck with me." I grabbed her green panties and she looked up and lifted one foot for me before the other and I raised them up and under the towel until they were settled on her hips. Grabbing the shorts I did the same again and tried not to be disappointed that I didn't get to see the full view of those panties on her ass.

"Maybe I shouldn't put the bra on." She mumbled and I clenched the bra as I saw her hold her stomach. If it was going to hurt her, I'd say f**k the bra.

"You think it's going to hurt?"

"Maybe but I won't be able to get it off when I want to sleep." She mumbled and I just tossed the bra and grabbed the shirt. It was big so as I put it over her head and held one arm open she easily slipped in and then the other.

"You feel better?" I asked knowing she probably really needed that shower.

"In ways." She mumbled and raised the towel to dry her hair. "I feel like I got the feeling of his hands off me." She mumbled and I stepped up, holding her against the sink and she let a tear fall before I brought her head to my shoulder.

"Let get you something to eat yeah?" I lifted her and she wrapped her legs around me. "Trav will be having that meeting, kitchen will be clear, let's go." She started to sob and I had to wonder what I said. "What baby?"

"They're going to know." She hiccupped and I just nodded against her.

"They're going to know you fought off a man until help came. They're going to know some fucker put his hands on you and we're gonna go hunt him down and deliver our justice for hurting you Sabrina. I am so proud of you baby. He was stronger than you but you kept him away-"

"He tried to rape me-"

"And he didn't. He couldn't." I reminded her and she just sobbed against me until I sat on the bed. She was in my lap, crying, legs around my hips and I leaned back against her headboard.

I kept her against me even after she fell asleep. Id keep her with me if she felt safe enough to sleep.