In Bed With The Outlaw by Adriana Jones

Author:Adriana Jones [Jones, Adriana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-08-04T04:00:00+00:00

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Red

The casket had to be closed. Dressed in our jackets, most of us already plastered, the priest read from the good book. It was still hard to believe that King was inside of that box. He seemed too important to ever leave.

I kept my eyes lowered out of respect. It was fucking painful to look at my brothers and their old ladies who were hurting. My eyes would furtively glance at Ash, tucked behind everyone else in the corner of the meticulously gardened lawn. In her black curve-hugging dress, she looked dangerously beautiful. I couldn’t wait to rip it off her and fuck her until I felt better.

But that couldn’t happen. I had to remind myself that we weren’t fucking. It was over. I thought about what would happen if someone tried to talk to her, if Lee tried to slap her ass again or something more. I said I wouldn’t step in, but maybe I would want to out of jealousy.

She played the part of old lady well enough, but that was all it was, a part. Sooner or later she would understand that she couldn’t hang around this place like it was a social club.

Fuck, she looked pretty. Her eyes, full of pain, over that man she hardly knew. I wanted to make her feel better. I got this terrible need to try to comfort her. All of my senses were heightened, my muscles pumping, wanting to reach out and walk toward her.

Lifting that dress over her ass and being inside her would definitely comfort me as well.

My attention snapped back to the grim reality before me. Joy threw herself off her seat and at the priest, who droned on his priestly words, but no one was really listening, at least I wasn’t, and it looked like Joy didn’t care either.

“That’s enough. Start the music,” she screamed.

The priest peered down at the book, ran his finger over the passage and read faster.

“We now send King Jr.—”

Some Stones song kicked in, drowning out all the sorry tears. An absurd laugh escaped me. That was how King would’ve wanted it, some badass song kicking in as he was about to be lowered down to the worms. Joy took the Bastards’ flag, and along with Boots, they both laid it on top of his casket.

Making the sign of the cross, the priest finished, removing himself to the outer circle to watch as King descended into his final resting place. Joy slumped back into the arms of her friends. Tears erupted once the casket lowered.

I had to wipe my eye to stop the tears from rolling down. Holding my head high, I clasped my hands and looked at all the people who loved him, who would die for him. King was leaving the world like we all wished we could.

When the song ended, and the casket stopped, there was an outburst of weeping. The song helped make it better before, but now the emptiness was everywhere, surrounding us all. With King gone, I looked to what was next.

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