Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 86823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
“Just who the fuck do you think you are?!” I yelled in her face. “This is my fucking territory, bitch, and if you were fucking smart, you would have listened when I told you to pack your shit and leave the first time!”
She tossed me off of her, and I kicked her in the face before she could get on top of me. I jumped up from the floor and knocked my fist against her temple, making her topple to the floor. Grabbing her hair, I wrapped it around my fist, dragging her out screaming to the front door where I was met with Luke and Ryan walking in. “Help me!” the blonde tramp screamed. “Ryan, Luke, please do something!” she sobbed.
Luke walked over to me and gripped my wrist that was attached to the hand holding her hair. “Let her go, Katie.” I glowered at him. He narrowed his eyes at me. “Fucking let her go right now.”
I glared at him, yanking on her hair again. She screamed in pain, and I fought the smirk that wanted to twist my lips. “I was just taking the trash out,” I spat. “She fucking deserves it.”
Luke tightened his hold on my wrist, and I cried out in pain, dropping her. He dragged me out of the foyer and into the living room. Amy ran in with a bag of ice and a wet paper towel. “You do realize that fighting her while you’re pregnant was really fucking stupid, right?” Luke asked me. I glared at the floor. “Travis is going to fucking give you the bitching of your life when he finds out about this.”
I shrugged. Right then, I was still seething. I didn’t give a damn what Travis was going to do or say to me. Travis didn’t fucking scare me.
“She’s the fucking stupid one,” I muttered. “It was a huge fucking mistake for her to come here. She’s not fucking welcome, and I plan on getting that message through her thick-ass skull. If I have to beat her ass multiple times to get that message through to her and get her to leave, then by all fucking means, you better believe that I will.”
He sighed and shook his head, wiping the blood away from my face and neck with the wet paper towel Amy had given him. “Who hit who first?” he asked me.
“She fucking punched me first, so I put her in her fucking place. She had no right busting into that kitchen like she owns the fucking place, trying to start shit with Amy. I knew she wanted to have a go at me, too, but I wouldn’t let her do it on her own terms. I run shit around here – not her – and someone better make her understand that.”
Luke rolled his eyes at me. “Instead of fighting her and being a bitch all of the time, maybe you should try to be civil and talk things out. Try to get her to understand nicely.”
Was he stupid? He had to be. Getting Leanne to understand anything nicely was like pushing a brick wall – it was unmovable. Besides, the only people I’ve ever been ‘nice’ to, as he put it, were Travis, Amy, and my dad. I didn’t do nice; it wasn’t who I was.
I arched an eyebrow at him. “Do I seem the like type of girl that does things nicely, Luke? I’ve been a bitch to you guys since day one. I don’t solve my issues by being nice. I’m a bitch, and I get my points across by being one. I always have. Being born and raised in a biker club doesn’t allow you to do things nicely,” I mocked. “Otherwise, people walk all over you. I refuse to let anyone, especially that blonde bitch Leanne, walk all over me. She better learn, Luke, or someone will be rushing her to the emergency room and bailing me out of jail.”
Amy sighed, drawing my attention over to her. “It was a pretty kick-ass fight,” she told me. I smirked. “But Katie, you’re pregnant. You can’t just go jumping over counters and swinging fists. I was going to handle it; you should have just listened to me.”
I loved Amy; I really did, but she would have lost against Leanne. I could admit that Leanne put up a decent fight against me, and she definitely would have kicked Amy’s ass. Amy rarely fought, but if she did, the girls that she fought were nothing compared to the skill that Leanne had.
I knew it was stupid of me to fight, but when my temper flared, there was no stopping me. I also had a feeling this probably wouldn’t be my last fight with blondie. She was hard-headed and stubborn. I knew she would end up taking things too far again.