Ruined 21

Colton -Then

“Get out of bed you lazy fuck.” 

I came too slowly, my eyes only popping open when a large hand slapped my naked ass. 

It wasn’t Ava’s hand. The realisation made me bolt upright in the bed, scrambling to pull the sheets up. Not to cover my modest, I didn’t give a fuck about that but to cover her.

I doubted she would want to be ogled by a bunch of rowdy bikers who had no doubt just finished partying.

The bed next to me was empty. 

The room wasn’t empty, it was full of my brothers mulling around stinking of liquor and weed. But Ava was nowhere. 

Absolutely fucking nowhere.

My eyes drifted towards the door of the bathroom. I could hear water from behind the closed door and a sigh of relief left my lips as I headed towards it as naked as the day I was born.

“Will you lots piss off and….” I was about to tell them I wanted more time with Ava when the door opened. It wasn’t Ava that walked out of the small bathroom though. 

It was my closest friend. Who since he had patched in we called Wicked.

“Expecting someone else lover?” Wicked’s joking tone caused the rest of the room to erupt into laughter. 

“Have you seen her? Ava?” She had fallen asleep in my arms, her cheek resting on my chest and I had fallen asleep right next to her. For the first time in my adult life, I had drifted off in the arms of a woman. 

And now she had gone?

Had she snuck out before the sun had come up? It was like a kick in the nuts and the laughter wasn’t helping. 

“Couldn’t you keep her satisfied for long enough to  get her to stick around brother?”

Any other person I would have punched but Wicked was like a brother. 

I knew I had satisfied her several times over. 

So why the hell had she left without even saying goodbye. 

It was the kind of stunt I had pulled a dozen times before. 

It kind of sucked to be on the receiving end of it. 

Not that it mattered, I knew where she was staying. I would just go and find her, the same as I did every single morning.

***

“What do you mean she checked out?” I couldn’t help the snarl in my voice.

Behind me, I heard Wicked shift his body weight. He might be a piss-taking asshole but he knew better than to make a sarcastic comment now.

“Her party checked out a few hours ago.” The receptionist looked nervous and I couldn’t blame her for that. Even without my colours on my back, I knew I could be intimidating. Forcing myself to take a deep breath and calm down I turned away.

Why the hell would Ava leave without even saying goodbye? She hadn’t just left my bed in the middle of the night she had left the damn resort. 

She might even be out of the country by now.

And I had no way of getting in touch with her.

No way of finding her.

It was like a punch to the gut. 

“I’m sorry brother. I know you liked her.” Wicked kept his voice low as he fell into step beside me. 

Liked her? Was that what I was feeling? 

“Fuck Her.” I gave a shrug. 

Yeah, I liked her but what did it matter now? She had left. She obviously didn’t feel the same about me as I did her. 

“She wasn’t right for you brother. Could you even imagine her on the back of a bike?” He gave a gritty chuckle. “I bet she would scream her head off.”

Mutely I nodded. 

Truth was, I could imagine Ava on the back of my bike easily. No one else’s just mine.

Not that it mattered anymore.