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Drake woke up, slowly blinking is eyes. He hadn't slept like that in a long time, so peaceful, so sound. Some time in the night he had shifted in his sleep, wrapping himself around Sienna, spooning her. He smiled and continued to lay there enjoying the feeling of his arms around Sienna and body pressed closed.
He finally rolled back and gave yawn, stretching out his arms. He rolled his body to the other side, and swung his legs off the bed. Finding his boots he pulled them on and stood up. His hands went to the pistol, on his belt as he slid it on, listening to see if the bathroom was open.
Hearing it was he slipped into the hall. Walking across the way he opened the bathroom door. It was damp, cold, he shivered as he went ahead. Stepping over discarded clothes he made his way to the farthest stall. He stripped down and hopped in the shower, washing with the warm water.
When he was done he dressed. He came back into the hall and into the room he had shared with Sienna. Seeing her up he grinned.
"Morning, how'd you sleep," he asked leaning against the door frame.
Johnny awoke, he felt something on his chest. He looked over at Sierra, her head on his chest, raising up and down as he breathed. He reached out, moving away a lock of hair as he kissed the top of her head. His head hurt. It was pounding, throbbing. He groaned and tried to sit, up, trying not to wake her. He wanted her to sleep as much as she could, while she still could.
His ears kept throbbing, and he felt like he needed to throw up. He was still tired they had been up most of the night, he didn't think he could last that long, but he did. They were still hot, bodies cresting all that heat between them. Skin on skin, body against body as the laid under the covers. He kissed the top of her head again.
Johnny didn't know if this would happen again, if it was a one time thing. He wanted it to last, just holding her. From outside the room he hesrd a smash, what sounded like a broken window, then metal hitting metal with a bang.
Sierra groaned quietly as he moved which was not something she wanted to do. She knew she would be hungover but hell, she had no idea it would be this bad. She groaned again but wanted him to stay here. "No, don't get up." She mumbled that under her breath as she rolled over and stretched. "I need Cheerios."
Something she had a little baggie of in her saddle bag. She really wanted to get something in her stomach this morning before they started out the day but the sound of the crashing, she instantly sat up.
"What? What is that? Your friend Bones pissed he didn't get laid last night like the rest of you?" She pulled back her hair and bundled the sheet around her as she looked at Johnny. He didn't look very relaxed as he was telling her to get up and she hurried over to one of the drawers, digging through and pulling out a big wife beater shirt and another t-shirt to put on top of that. It was larger, a men's size, but it would do for now. At least it was clean.
Johnny jumped out of bed. The blanket fell. He saw Sierra react, pulling on clothes from one of the drawers. Johnny did the same, opting not to go run to the bathroom where they had left their clothes. He pulled on a simple shirt, and a pair of sweats. Tying the pants tight he looked at her. He didn't know what was going on, Drake and Sienna didn't seem to react to it, maybe they dropped something.
He felt naked without his gun, it was sitting in his holdter, bunched up with the other clothes in the bathroom. He walked forward and kept the his hand back, protective over Sierra. "It wouldn't be bones. I doubt he's up this early," he said blinking a few times. His head was still swimming. "There was a crash though, you heard it right."
"Come on out," a voice yelled, "all you fuckers." It had a Mexican accent, and was rough, coarse. "Get your feggot added out right now."
Johnny looked at her. "My gun is in the bathroom. Be careful. That wasn't Bones."
Sienna was still a bit groggy. She reached across the bed, empty. She got up a bit quicker than she should have and felt the room spin for a moment. Her but flopped back down on the bed. She spotted her boots, and started pulling them on.
Drake was gone. Where was he? How long had he been gone? She opened the door and saw him in the hall, leaving the bathroom. How had she slept? Better than she had in a long time." Alright, you? Oh, you showered. I guess I will wait til after we take a look at the bikes."
That's when she heard it. Her hand gripped the doorframe." Drake, what the hell is going on?" She started to step out of the room, ten paused and grabbed her bag. She pulled out her shotgun, as she heard a male voice. Sienna looked at Drake," who they fuck is that?" She hissed at him, and saw Sierra and Switch hit the hallway. Sienna raised a hand and put a finger to her lip, wanting them to be quiet.
"Slept alright. Been a while since I got a full sleep. Felt good. Yeah I figured I'd shower now, before someone stole all the hot water again. Plus I doubt I'll be working on the bikes. Won't get that dirty. ill look over some supplies,mind a route around Vegas on the map. You and Johnny can fix the bikes, and then we can take off," Drake said watching her, smiling.
He heard the crash and look around. "His hand went to the gun on his belt. Pulling it out he raised it. "I'm not sure. I think someone is here. There was a male voice, calling for them.
"I don't recognize it, you should stay here." Johnny and Sierra came out and Drake nodded. "Johnny and I will check it out." He didn't know where bones was, but he didn't like it. He spoke quietly, not wanting to alert anyone else to their location.
Slowly he crept forward. Around the bar were nine men. All Hispanic, all bikers. Some looked bigger, one was scrawny and boney. He kept his gun at his side, this wasn't good. The patch on the jackets resembled the same as the one on the wall.
Sierra heard the voices of the intruders and suddenly her heart was racing and that fear was back. The anxiety was coming back as they were possibly about to be attacked. If anything, her and Sienna could sneak out the back, grab their bikes and go, but right now, she didn't want to leave Johnny behind. When he told her where his gun was, she looked at her sister and nodded, running back in nothing but an oversized shirt to the bathroom to find his gun.
She quickly pulled up her pants and threw her boots on, grabbing his gun. It fell to the floor, rattling from her butterfingers and she secretly cursed herself for dropping it. She didn't know if the intruders knew they were there or not, but the dropping gun may surely give them away.
Her hands were shaking as she came back out from the bathroom, handing him the gun as she tried to remember where she set her pack. Right out on the bar. She winced and wondered how the hell she was going to fight back.
She slipped back into the room and furiously started going through drawers as quietly as she could until she came to the closet. If anything, maybe she could hide in here, but she didn't want to become someone else's property. Feeling around in the dark, she came across a soft case the housed a rifle inside. She laid it down on the floor, hands still shaking as she unzipped the case to find the perfectly polished gun. She just hoped and prayed it was loaded as she went back to the hallway.
Johnny watched Sierra disappear down the hall. He reached out to stop her but she was gone, into the bathroom.hesring the clatter of the gun, he cringed as he looked at Drake and zsienna on what to do. He waited peerring down the hall.
From the bar he could hear voices.
"What the fuck was that? You hear that? Sounded like some dropped something."
"Check this out, some pack was left on the bar." There was the sound of a zipper opening. "Looks like some Chiquita left her pack. Look at this little number. Bet you can't wait to see her wearing just this."
There was laughing as steps brought the men closer. Turning the corner three men appeared. One was over weight, Hispanic, goatee on his face. He wore a bandana and a leather vest over a blue shirt.
The other was tall, lanky, he had long hair, a missing tooth as he smiled, thin moustache over his lip. He grinned s the girls, holding a pair of panties from Sierra's pack in his hand. He had a loose leather jacket and a plain white shirt underneath.
The final was older, bones age. He was bald, eye patch over his left eye. He wore a simple muscle shirt, and a leather vest. He held desert eagle and aimed it at them.
"Don't move fuckers, drop the weapons."
Johnny held the gun Sierra gave him and aimed it down on them. "We ain't dropping shit." He said looking back at the girls.
Sienna couldn't believe this. After everything they had dealt with already, this was just another delay. She glanced at Sierra, saw her face. Fuck, she was about to freak out. Sienna could see it, plainly on her face. She'd seen it before, back in Vegas. She needed to calm her down, but that was when the men came down the hall.
She slipped back a bit, hiding in the doorway to her room, but could still see Switch and Drake. This was going to go to hell, quickly. The men were bikers too, she hoped the others could talk to them and sort this out before her sister completely lost it. Sienna saw Sierra, she held a rifle. Where the hell had she got that? She gripped the shot gun she held tighter. She could touch Switch, he was right there by her door. Sienna tapped him, letting him know she was ready, if he shifted she could come out shooting.
Drake saw the bikers come around the corner. He kept the grip tight on his gun. Aiming it at the three bikers. He side stepped and continued to watch them as he moved back away, closer to the girls and Johnny, his eyes looked to where Sienna was, pa's her to the closed window, it was a way out if all four ran that way.
"like he said, we ain't dropping. Shit. We were here first, this world. It's first come first serve. So move along," Drake said calmly, still holding his gun, not lowering it from the man who spoke for a second.
"See Gringo, you will lower that gun. Come on, lower," Oatch spoke.
"Fuck this lets just gut them," Panties said, flipping his switch blade and walking forward.
"Yeah let's just kill them," Bandana said rounding out the trio.
"Wrong answer," Drake said. He pulled the trigger, the gun hit went off, hitting patch in the head. Johnny fired next, taking out bandana, Drske rushed forward, he grab the wrist of Pamtie' s hand that held the knife. Spinning him he pinned him against the wall, pushing the arm back and up. The knife fell and Drake held him tight against the wall.
"The fuck are you," he yelled, "how many more are you."
"We're the sinister snakes man. Fuck you just let me go. Fuck..fuck..there's nine, he'll seven now that you killed Rahul and Chester," Panties said struggling under Drake.
Drake tossed him to the ground. Pulling his gun out he fired into the man's head. He fell silent, dead. He turned to the ladies and Johnny. "Grab what ever you need. We'll go quietly, see if we can sneak past them out another door."
Sierra stayed in the room as Drake and Johnny went out to confront the men. She couldn't see much but she knew whoever was here was not supposed to be here. Or at least, Drake and Johnny didn't want them here.
She held the rifle tightly in her grip although her arms were shaking and she motioned for Sienna to come into the room with her. Maybe if they just shut the door and hid in the closet, they wouldn't get caught in the crossfire. But she also knew that if Drake and Johnny lost, it would be the end of the road for her and her sister.
As those thoughts went through her head she heard the shots being fired. She jumped which surprised her. As many times as she heard cars and motorcycles backfire what was the difference in the sound? Life or death, that was the difference. When things settled down, after only a few shots were fired and Drake was questioning the men she scrambled to her feet holding the rifle as he told them to load up their things so they could go.
"Y..yea, let's get out of here." She hated that damn hangover now. Moving towards Johnny, her eyes were wide with fear. They had to get out of here but they were still in the front room where her bag was. Her keys were in that bag and she had no idea how she was going to get them. She also had no idea that both her and Sienna's bikes were unusable.
"Johnny, are we going to get out of here alive?" She didn't know if the other men were outside waiting for them, but she would follow Drake and Johnny. They were the best chance they had right now.
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Drake fired at the guy with the patch, wai sting no time at all. Johnny didn't hesitate and raised his gun. Pulling the trigger he dropped the heavy man.mlesving Drake to deal with the last man he looked at the girls to make sure they were okay. Once he saw that they were he disappeared into the bathroom. Quickly dressing in his old clothes and boots he came back out to them.
The last guy took a bullet to the head and Johnny nodded, "yes let's get out of here." He made sure his knife was in his boot, the gun Sierra grabbed still in his hands. He held Sierra's hand with the other one giving it a squeeze to calm her. He didn't want her scared, not now.
"We'll get out of this. We'll get out." He said calmly. he felt his keys in his pocket. Knew drakes had his too. That left Sienna and Sierra. Two bikes in the garage, and the rest out front.
"There might be more at the bar, or outside, we should look for a back exit," Johnyy said calmly.
Bones woke up to gunshots. Climbing out of bed he pulled on his pants. Wasted no time exiting the room, revolver in hand. He rushed forward seeing three dead bikers and them all gathered in the hall, "the duck is going on," he growled, "leave you four alone for five seconds and look what happens. How many more are there?"
"We don't know," Johnny said calmly. Bones nodded, "well let's go see." He held his revolver out. Rushing forward he came out of the bar area. A short rang out. From the left side, where the bar was a bullet came it tore through his head leaving with a spray of blood on the other side. The red mist of a bloody cloud as his body crumpled to the ground.
Nothing was said, no men approached, but they were trapped I this small, hallway, only able to go to the bathroom and the bedrooms. Trapped like rats by armed bikers. They couldn't get out, not through the front doors. The for of them would have to find another way to escape. Or die as bones had.
Shit! They just shot Bones! Sienna backed away from the end of the hallway. She didn't hesitate. Switch said something about a back door. They would have that covered. She knew she would.
Sienna grabbed her sister by the arm, "Let's go!" she hissed at her. She shoved Sierra along, and into the bedroom she had shared with Drake the night before. Her eyes glanced at Drake as she passed him , "you coming, or you wanna stay here and play with your friends?" She practically pushed Sierra into the room and then pointed at the window, "That's our way out." She moved over to it and glanced out. She looked from the edge of the frame both ways, "Looks clear, and it's a straight shot to the garage." She slowly started to raise the window, "Sierra, you first." She shoved her pack on her back and gripped her shot gun.
She gripped Sierra's arm as she started to climb out the window, 'Hit the ground running, don't stop,til you hit the garage." She watched as Sierra eased out the window and then gave her ass a shove. She needed to move, faster.
"Bones wait no..." Drakes words were cut short. Bones rushed forward, the spray of blood exited his head and he fell dead. Drake moved back, putting his arm up so none of the girls or Johnny would go further. He looked at Johnny as the girls left. "Follow them," he said calmly moving to the side window.
Drake grabbed Sienna's arm before she could leave. "All the bikes aren't in the garages, only yours and mine. Johnny and your sisters are out front. We need to split up. You and me can go to the garage, they can head around back to get their bikes. We ain't gonna get out of here otherwise." He let her go And stepped back.
Once both women were through he looked at them. "No we take it smooth and calm. We don't rush out there like two lunatics. You'll get gunned down. Go slow, quiet,take your time." He paused. "I ain't dieing."
Once Johnny climbed out Drake followed. He moved toward Sienna, grabbing her arm and guiding her away from her sister and Johnny toward the garage. "They'll be fine. We need to move," he said calmly. Truly he didn't knownifnthst was true.
Sierra started to come out of the room, just in time to see Bones get his head blown off. That scared her more then anything. She had dealt with the dead and she had seen people fighting, but this...this was too real. She froze and Sienna knew that she was going to be the next to go if her sister didn't get her moving with a shove. She stumbled back a bit and moved back to where Sienna was pushing to her to. In the dark room where Drake and Sienna slept she didn't even stop to look around as she was told to climb out that window. She felt clumsy with the rifle in hand as she suddenly heard Drake.
He told her to be calm, cool and collected but she wasn't sure how that was going to happen. To top it off, she was sore...very sore..from her night with Johnny. The tequila didn't help either. She wanted to puke.
She slipped out the window and stayed close to the building waiting for Johnny to come out. Once he did, she whispered. "Our bikes...me and Sienna's. How are we going to get them with those guys out there."
Johnny watched bones go up. In moments he was dead, brain matter splattering the walls beside him. At the bar movement could be heard, men were coming this way. Johnny quickly followed the women and Drake to the dark room. Closing the door behind him he leaned against it, trying not to breathe.
Both Sienna and Drake both gave a plan, drake's plan wanting them to split up. As much as Johnny didn't want that, Drake was right. Biker were in different locations, they needed to reach all four. Johnny felt his keys in his pocket, glad he had grabbed them along with the switch blade. It was what they had to do.
Climbing out of the window after Sienna he ran toward Sierra. Johnny saw how trouble she was, placed a hand on her back. "We'll try not to get seen. Climb on, start them up at once, then take off. I'll lay down cover, Drake can do the same for your sister." He watche Drake start lead Sienna away. Off to the other side.
Johnny guided Sierra around back, coming around the front, their was no one outside. The bikes sitting clear as day. Johnny kept his gun out. "Let's hurry. I think they aren't focused on us."
Drake grabbed her and started leading her away from her sister. Sienna pulled back from him," wait, my sister." She felt him grip harder and remind her that her bike was with his.
They got to the garage and she looked around. No one was watching, so the got the door opened and went inside. Her eyes could see her bike better with the little bit of daylight shining in. As she ran to it and fished her keys from her pocket, she put her bags over the bike and straddled it. That was when her eyes fell on her bike. What the fuck?
She got off and stared at her bike in horror," Drake!" She croaked out. Someone ha fucked up her bike!
Drake was glad she didn't resist. They needed to work together. Johnny would keep her safe, or die trying, she was in good hands. But bikes in two locations, meant they were split up. The sooner they got out, the sooner they could meet up, Drake wasn't waiting around for anyone, as soon as he and Sienna got to their bikes, he was gone. Johnny and Sierra could make it out on their own.
Going into the garage he entered pistol raised his saddle bags were still there, everything else would have to be left behind. Walking forward he came around to his bike. He saw zsienna step back, looking in horror.
"What, what's wrong," he looked at the bike, seeing the fuel all around. He looked at her. "It..it's gone. One of those bikers probably ruined it. Climb on. We need to leave."
Drake quickly climbed on to his own ride, he wasn't going to start it till she was in. "Grab your gear and let's go. We need to hurry." He kept the gun in his hand, checking how much shots he had left. If they didn't leave it may lead to one of the bikers finding them. He didn't want a shoot out. "We need to leave. They'll find us."
Sierra tried to get to her bike back when she saw the flattened tires she was shocked and surprised. "Shit, Johnny, they ...look what they did!" She tried to keep quiet and her hands immediately went to her mouth. There was nothing she could do and there was no way they would have time to fix it. Not with all those other bikers out there.
"Your bike. We have to take yours. We can come back for my bike."
Johnny agreed and quickly guided her to his bike. She was sore from the night before but right now she was more worried about getting out of there alive. He climbed on the Harley and she straddled over the back, wrapping her arms around his waist as she whispered into his ear.
"Just get us out of here." She looked towards the garage hoping her sister and Drake would do the same. She didn't want to get separated from her sister but she knew they would catch up. There was no traffic to dodge, but now, they had to dodge a new enemy. "I don't want to lose my sister."
If they had to, she would hide from the new threat, but she didn't like the thought of that. Maybe the new bikers would just take their losses and leave them alone.
Shauna Kelly: That helped, thank you
Oct 4, 2021 14:40:44 GMT -5
Ayita Hunt: dang, January was my last post.. Jeez it's been a hot minute. o7 guys, sorry for the complete disappearance, life got.. a little interesting this year.
Oct 18, 2021 22:34:19 GMT -5