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Smoke
the leader's daughter
To be absolutely honest, Smoke didn’t expect Juniper to be such a tough opponent and her plan was to deliver a few slaps, maybe even one punch and be done with the traitorous nurse. However, it was getting out of control and Juni was definitely not going to go down without putting up a fight first. Once Smoke grabbed a handful of blonde strands and pulled back, Juniper cried out in pain and a satisfied grimace twisted Smoke’s lips. Millie was standing nearby and Smoke heard her speak, trying to calm the situation down, but those two were too far in their rage to stop now. It was nearing the “kill or be killed” kind of situation and the crowed gathered around them was only encouraging the girls to finish their catfight.
As Smoke’s arm was trying to wrap around Juni’s neck, the blonde reached up and returned the favor of hair pulling, causing Smoke’s head tilt back. Sharp pain cut through her scalp and she hissed in pain. A few blows landed all over her torso and even face, a few of them even tearing her skin. Smoke felt it but didn’t care as the rage filling her veins was way too great and she was in her fighter mode anyway. Injuries could wait, now she had some work to do. Her own nails scratched and tore and she heard fabric rip but in her haze, there was no telling whose clothes paid the prices.
Only when the hand came out of nowhere and pushed her away with greater force, the brunette bartender blinked and realized Juniper was now out of her grip. Her eyes sparkled with anger and she looked at who dared to interfere only to see her tattooed boyfriend. Ink decided to break the fight off and to Smoke’s disbelief, he was holding Juniper close, trying to protect her. Smoke almost fainted and the scene in front of her eyes was only making her more furious. The exchange between her and Ink was venomous and she was ready to charge again but Ink pushed her away again which only caused the girl to flood him with insults in Spanish. What happened next though, it took her breath away.
In front of everyone in the clubhouse, Ink spat word on her which made it clear. The two were done. He broke up with her publicly, humiliating the leader’s daughter more than she had ever been humiliated before. And to top it all off, he wrapped his muscled tattooed arm around Juniper and steered her away, out of the clubhouse. Smoke’s lower lip quivered and the buzz quieted down, everyone staring at her. “What?” she spat at the Aces. “Get lost, fuckers! Nothing to see here.” she hissed and reached to wipe whatever was running down her cheek only to see there was a nice cut there. Fucking rings.
“Damnit! Ash said the blonde would win…” a voice from nearby sounded and Smoke flinched, her eyes searching for the criminal. Her own brother… No way. This night was getting worse and worse for the girl and her chest was becoming heavier, as if an elephant was sitting there.
A shadow fell upon her and Smoke looked up only to see Bear towering over her figure with a bottle of tequila and cigarettes, asking her if she wanted to join him. Putting her tough girl mask back on, her hand reached for the bottle and once she had it in her grip, Smoke tilted it at her lips, pouring a general amount in her mouth. “Let’s go…” she growled and marched towards the back door, almost kicking it open. Cold air caressed her face and the girl closed her eyes, inhaling a few times until the large portion of her anger receded. “Fucking hell…” she breathed and pulled her phone out, checking her face in the front camera. Seeing a few scratches across her cheeks, she just shook her head and turned around to look at her guardian angel. “Light me up?” she smiled, motioning her head to the pack of smokes in his hand and took another pull from the bottle. “So, you got the wild card of handling the bitch tonight?”
As Smoke’s arm was trying to wrap around Juni’s neck, the blonde reached up and returned the favor of hair pulling, causing Smoke’s head tilt back. Sharp pain cut through her scalp and she hissed in pain. A few blows landed all over her torso and even face, a few of them even tearing her skin. Smoke felt it but didn’t care as the rage filling her veins was way too great and she was in her fighter mode anyway. Injuries could wait, now she had some work to do. Her own nails scratched and tore and she heard fabric rip but in her haze, there was no telling whose clothes paid the prices.
Only when the hand came out of nowhere and pushed her away with greater force, the brunette bartender blinked and realized Juniper was now out of her grip. Her eyes sparkled with anger and she looked at who dared to interfere only to see her tattooed boyfriend. Ink decided to break the fight off and to Smoke’s disbelief, he was holding Juniper close, trying to protect her. Smoke almost fainted and the scene in front of her eyes was only making her more furious. The exchange between her and Ink was venomous and she was ready to charge again but Ink pushed her away again which only caused the girl to flood him with insults in Spanish. What happened next though, it took her breath away.
In front of everyone in the clubhouse, Ink spat word on her which made it clear. The two were done. He broke up with her publicly, humiliating the leader’s daughter more than she had ever been humiliated before. And to top it all off, he wrapped his muscled tattooed arm around Juniper and steered her away, out of the clubhouse. Smoke’s lower lip quivered and the buzz quieted down, everyone staring at her. “What?” she spat at the Aces. “Get lost, fuckers! Nothing to see here.” she hissed and reached to wipe whatever was running down her cheek only to see there was a nice cut there. Fucking rings.
“Damnit! Ash said the blonde would win…” a voice from nearby sounded and Smoke flinched, her eyes searching for the criminal. Her own brother… No way. This night was getting worse and worse for the girl and her chest was becoming heavier, as if an elephant was sitting there.
A shadow fell upon her and Smoke looked up only to see Bear towering over her figure with a bottle of tequila and cigarettes, asking her if she wanted to join him. Putting her tough girl mask back on, her hand reached for the bottle and once she had it in her grip, Smoke tilted it at her lips, pouring a general amount in her mouth. “Let’s go…” she growled and marched towards the back door, almost kicking it open. Cold air caressed her face and the girl closed her eyes, inhaling a few times until the large portion of her anger receded. “Fucking hell…” she breathed and pulled her phone out, checking her face in the front camera. Seeing a few scratches across her cheeks, she just shook her head and turned around to look at her guardian angel. “Light me up?” she smiled, motioning her head to the pack of smokes in his hand and took another pull from the bottle. “So, you got the wild card of handling the bitch tonight?”
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