By Girl Lover
The long road trip from Abilene to Weatherford was a tense, torturous silence for both Kala and Raven.
Kala couldn’t bring herself to even look at Jennie. For the first time in her life, instead of feeling pride in being part of the Burning Angels, she felt shame. She didn’t need to look at Jennie’s face again. The fear she’d seen in her eyes was seared in her mind, forever condemning her.
Raven’s face was emotionless as she glanced at her side mirror for any signs of the police. Like Kala, she felt the condemnation of having been exposed to Bonnie for what she truly was. She didn’t know what she could say. How would Bonnie see her now?
After almost three hours, the group pulled into the parking of another seemingly deserted motel, this one just outside of Weatherford. Everyone shut off their engines and began dismounting.
“That was reeeal smooth!” Jadis said sarcastically as she stomped up to Raven and Kala. Sneering at the little girls, still sitting on the bikes, she exclaimed, “I knew you shouldn’t have brought those fuckers! I knew they were going to fuck things up!”
Diamond growled, “We should get rid of them!”
The rest of the women slowly moved closer, glaring at Bonnie and Jennie menacingly. Alarmed, Kala and Raven gripped their guns, which were strapped onto their legs, as their eyes narrowed at the threat. Then the roar of other bikes broke the standoff as more groups began arriving.
Stepping over to Bonnie, Jadis grasped her chin. “No… maybe they can be of some use to us after all.”
Raven snarled, “She’s mine,” as she slapped the woman’s hand away.
Jadis gave Raven a hard look. “We share everything… remember?”
With the other gang members staring at her and nodding in agreement, Raven was forced to back down. She turned away, angrily shaking her head, but said nothing else.
“Diamond, Lucia,” said Jadis, “get all the money and bring it inside.”
Lucia and Diamond went around to each group, collecting the backpacks that contained their haul from the banks they’d robbed that morning. Then Jadis took Raven’s and Kala’s backpacks from them, and headed along with Diamond and Lucia into one of the rooms as the other women dispersed. Some went into motel rooms, while others remained behind in the parking lot in clusters off in the distance, smoking and occasionally leering at Bonnie and Jennie, who had gotten off the bikes and were huddled close together.
Raven and Kala turned to look at the girls as they stood wide-eyed and quiet. Both appeared deeply frightened. Raven and Kala looked at one another, their faces silently asking how could they possibly fix this awful problem.
“Bonnie…” Raven began. Then she paused, not knowing how to proceed. After a moment, she called quietly, “Bonnie, c’mere.”
The child didn’t move. Sighing, Raven walked toward Bonnie, who retreated a few steps. Raven stopped and crouched down, speaking quietly, “I…”
Bonnie’s voice was small and fearful. “Why did she shoot that man?”
Raven looked up at Kala, at a loss for words, then turned back to Bonnie, still speaking quietly, “I didn’t want you to know about this. But… this is who we are, and this is what we do…”
“You shoot people and take their money?”
Having no answer, Raven blinked a few times, miserably, then stood up.
Jennie, with eyes full of tears, whispered to Kala, “I thought you were nice.”
Turning away, Kala murmured to Raven, “I can’t do this. Jennie is everything to me. And now… she’s afraid of me.”
Raven didn’t say anything.
“I can’t live this way.”
Raven looked at Kala. “So what’re you saying? That you want to leave?”
“If it’s a choice between Jennie or this life, it’s her.”
“But the Burning Angels are our family.”
“She’s my family now!”
“You know the code.”
Kala stared at Raven, then sternly whispered, “Fuck the code! I don’t want it! This life is not for Jennie… and it’s not for me!” Fuming, she looked down at ground. When she looked up again, she asked, “Who’s more important to you? Bonnie, or them?”
Raven shook her head, again without an answer.
Kala stepped over toward Jennie and crouched down near her. “Jennie, I… I’m not like those other women. I am nice.” She held out her hands to the child. “Please…”
Jennie slowly came to her and Kala hugged the girl, holding her close.
“I wanna go home,” whimpered Jennie, on the verge of crying.
“We will,” Kala promised.
Standing up with Jennie in her arms, Kala said to Raven, “Tonight, me and Jennie are going back to Austin.” Then she turned around, walking toward the lobby to get a room for them.
Completely frustrated, Raven sat down in the dirty parking lot, closing her eyes and laying her forehead on her knee, wondering how love could have fucked up her life so much. Several seconds later, she felt a light touch on her arm. Looking up, she saw Bonnie standing beside her.
Before the girl could say anything, Raven spoke.
“Bonnie, believe me, this is not who I am. I’m sorry I got you mixed up in this. It’s just that… I’ve been with the Burning Angels almost half my life. They’re the only real family I’ve ever known, the only people I ever cared about, until… I met you.” She took Bonnie’s hand. “Tonight… I’ll take you back, okay? Either to my house, or to yours.”
“Why can’t we go right now?” Bonnie asked.
“Because — I don’t want the others to know we’re leaving. Once it gets dark, that’ll give us maybe a ten-hour head start.” She took a deep breath, then said, “I’m so sorry, Bonnie. I never wanted you to be afraid of me, or to think that I’m… a bad person.”
Bonnie knelt down the asphalt and hugged Raven. As she wrapped her arms around the girl, Raven knew where her loyalties lay.
After a long hug, Raven got up, took Bonnie’s hand, and headed for the motel lobby. Walking inside, they found Kala holding a key. Raven sent her a meaningful look. Kala nodded and said, “Room 106.”
When they were all inside the room, with the door securely locked, Kala asked Raven, “So, what’s the plan?”
“Tonight, after dark, we’ll head out. Jadis will be pissed, but she won’t bother to look for us. They’ll be too busy with the job in Fort Worth.”
*****
Within a few hours, the girls were getting bored. Looking out the window and spotting a rest area with a small playground across the parking lot, they asked if they could go over there. Figuring they couldn’t keep them inside all day, Raven and Kala took the kids to the playground.
Raven and Kala were sitting on a bench watching the girls play when Lucia walked up to them. She told Raven, “Jadis wants you and Maya to go scope out the routes for tomorrow.”
“Why? Diamond already checked them out.”
“Jadis wants to make sure nothing goes wrong.”
Raven looked at Maya, who was already straddling her bike, and said to Kala, “Guess I’ll be back in a couple hours.”
She got up and walked over to Maya. “Why does Jadis want the routes checked out again?”
“I don’t know,” the woman answered curtly. “Let’s go.”
After a moment’s hesitation, Raven got on her bike, started it up, and took off with Maya.
Back in the playground, Lucia held up a paper map, telling Kala, “We need to plan out the schedule for next week, what banks to hit and in what order.” She walked to a picnic table a short distance away and unfolded the map.
Kala knew it was a pointless for her to be making plans for future holdups since they were leaving the gang that night, but she had to keep up appearances to avoid suspicion. She glanced at the girls swinging on the swings and stood up, walking over to the table to join Lucia. Taking out a red marker, Lucia began circling spots on the map while consulting a list of banks she’d written down while Kala started measuring routes.
Several minutes later, Bonnie jumped off the swing. “I gotta go to the toilet,” she called to Jennie, then ran across the parking lot towards the motel. When she reached their room, she took out the key from her pocket and unlocked the door. Leaving the key in the knob, she hurried into the bathroom, pulled down her pants and panties, and quickly sat down. She closed her eyes and sighed in relief as the pressure on her bladder was relieved.
*****
Raven’s bike raced down I-20 alongside Maya’s. Something was troubling her about being told to visually check the routes. It didn’t make any sense. They’ve never done it before, so why now?
As the minutes went by, the uneasy feeling steadily grew stronger — a feeling of impending danger to the girls. Finally, Raven couldn’t ignore it anymore. Waving at Maya to get her attention, she pointed to the approaching exit off the highway, then pointed to herself and then behind her, indicating to Maya that she was going back. To Raven’s amazement, Maya shook her head and pointed straight ahead down the highway, telling her to continue on instead of turning around.
Raven waved goodbye and took the exit. In her mirror, she could see Maya following her.
*****
Bonnie finished wiping herself, then pulled up her pants and flushed the toilet. She stepped out of the bathroom — and froze when she saw the hard eyes of Jadis staring at her.
Jadis closed and locked the motel room door. Walking slowly toward Bonnie, she growled, “You caused a lot of trouble today.” Her raspy voice gave Bonnie chills. “And what good are you? What can you offer?”
Bonnie stepped back, bumping into the bedside table behind her. In a panic, she turned toward the bathroom, but Jadis’s arm shot out, blocking the doorway. Her steely eyes held Bonnie like a snake holds a frightened mouse in its gaze. She grabbed a handful of Bonnie’s hair, causing her to gasp, then sneered, “You think you can just interfere with our business, and not give anything in return?”
Dragging Bonnie over, Jadis threw her onto the bed. Bonnie tried to scream for help, but was quickly stunned by a sudden punch to her face. With a hungry glint in her eye, Jadis looked down at the child lying limply on the bed.
*****
Kala looked up from the map on the picnic table to check on the girls. Seeing only Jennie on the swings, Kala called out to her, “Where’s Bonnie?”
“She had to go to the bathroom!” Jennie yelled in reply.
Kala glanced across the parking lot at the closed door of their room, then turned back to the map to continue going over the routes with Lucia.
*****
After making the U-turn under the highway bridge, Raven sped up, getting back on I-20, heading west toward Weatherford. Maya soon caught up to her, pointing back toward Fort Worth. Raven shook her head.
Then Maya reached down and pulled out her Glock, leveling it at Raven. For several seconds, Raven just stared at Maya in shock. The Burning Angels had had disagreements before, but they were a family. It was against the code to threaten another Angel.
‘What the hell is she doing?!’ Raven asked herself. ‘Threatening to shoot me for refusing an order from Jadis?!’ As Raven looked into Maya’s eyes, she did not see the camaraderie that should have been there.
Suddenly Jadis’s voice came to her: ‘Maybe they can be of some use to us after all. We share everything… remember?’
When it dawned on Raven what was happening, her eyes first widened in terror, then narrowed in fury at Maya. She saw a look of deadly determination on Maya’s face. Suddenly Raven let go of the throttle with her right hand, causing her bike to slow down and drop behind Maya’s, while in the same motion she drew her own gun. Maya fired a shot, but missed as Raven’s bike drifted behind her. Raven fired and did not miss.
As Maya slumped over, her bike first began to wobble and then went down, sliding along the highway at 80 miles per hour, throwing sparks. Raven sped by, watching Maya’s body tumbling on the road in her mirror as she raced toward Weatherford. Raven’s grief over the sudden loss of someone she’d thought of as a friend was quickly pushed aside by her anger at Maya’s betrayal.
Raven certainly knew that Jadis was vicious, but she’d never thought Maya would do anything like this. And if Maya was trying to get her out of the way, that must mean Lucia was in on it too, and who knows how many others. The little girls were in danger, maybe Kala too. They couldn’t wait until tonight. They had to leave right away.
Pushing her bike to over 120 miles per hour, the few minutes she still had to ride seemed an eternity. She prayed that Kala and the girls would be all right.
As she grew closer the motel, not wanting to be seen or heard, Raven shut off the engine and opened the clutch, coasting quietly along the road and into the motel parking lot on the other side of the building from where the rest of the gang were parked. Turning her bike around so it was facing toward the road, she quickly jumped off and ran to the back end of the building, peering around the corner to scan the area.
Seeing no one at that end of the rectangular structure, she crept up to the next corner and peeked around. About fifty feet from her, she could see Lucia and Kala in the small picnic area huddled over a table with their backs to Raven, looking at something. Beyond them, perhaps another fifty feet away, Jennie was in the playground, alone. Where was Bonnie?!
Silently cursing at Lucia, Raven rushed toward their motel room, hoping to God that Bonnie would be there, unharmed. Reaching the room, Raven flung open the door — and her stomach dropped.
On the bed, Bonnie was lying face down, sobbing, her jeans and panties pushed down around her ankles. A bloody stain discolored the sheet between her legs.
“No! – No! – No!” Raven cried as she ran to the bed, gently rolling Bonnie over. The child’s nose and lips were bloody. When Bonnie opened her eyes and saw Raven, she threw her arms tightly around her, burying her face in Raven’s neck and sobbing, “I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”
Tears coursing down her cheeks, Raven held the girl, whispering, “Oh God! I’m here, Bonnie, I’m here. Why did I ever bring you?!”
Even as she worked at comforting Bonnie, Raven’s hands soon began clenching tightly in anger at what her family had done. With her rage taking over, Raven slowly drew back. Bonnie tried her best to hold on, but Raven pulled the girl off and got to her feet, muttering under her breath, “I need to go do something.”
Bonnie looked up at her through tear-streaked eyes, and started to get off the bed to follow. Raven gruffly told her, “Stay here.”
“Where are you going?” Bonnie asked apprehensively.
“Stay here!” the woman repeated. Before Bonnie could say anything else, Raven turned and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.
She headed straight for Lucia, whose back was to her as she and Kala concentrated on the map spread out on the table before them. With her fists clenching and unclenching, Raven’s breathing quickened as her fury built up, her eyes narrowing in rage as she moved stealthily toward Lucia.
Kala, on the other side of Lucia, happened to glance up and found Raven approaching. Kala’s eyebrows raised questioningly at Raven’s behavior, then her eyes widened when Raven put a finger to her lips, urging silence. Kala continued to watch as Raven’s hand went behind her back, unsheathing the knife from her waistband.
Raven grabbed Lucia under the chin, quickly pulling back her head, then slit her throat and slammed her down on top of the table. As the bleeding, dying body bounced off and fell to the ground, Kala, her face a mixture of dismay and disbelief, cried out, “WHAT THE FUCK?!”
“It was a setup! We’re leaving now!”
Looking over at Jennie, Raven called, “JENNIE!” and waved her over to them.
“What do you mean?!”
“Jadis sent me off with Maya while Lucia distracted you so the girls would be alone.”
Jennie came running up but suddenly stopped. She stared in fear at the sight of Lucia lying on the ground, a large pool of blood spreading around her.
“Come on, let’s go!” said Raven.
They raced back toward their room. Jennie gasped, covering her mouth with both hands when she saw Bonnie lying on the bed, her face bruised and bloody.
“Oh shit!” Kala whispered under her breath, “What happened?!”
“Jadis,” Raven answered flatly.
“I thought she just came in here to use the bathroom,” said Kala. “I didn’t know…”
“That’s what Lucia wanted you to think,” Raven replied. She went to Bonnie, telling her, “We’re leaving right now. Can you walk?”
“I – I think so.”
As Raven began helping her pull up her panties and fasten her jeans, Bonnie tried to explain, through sobs, “I w-was going to the b-bathroom, and when I came out, that lady with the grey strip of hair on her head was in here… and… and… she grabbed me… and… ”
Interrupting her, Raven blurted, “We need to leave now.”
Taking Bonnie by the hand, she went to the door. After drawing her Glock, she peered outside. To Kala, she said, “You got our bags?”
The woman nodded, “Yeah.”
“Jennie!” Raven exclaimed quietly.
The girl, who had been frozen in shock at seeing Bonnie in that condition, jumped.
“Come on,” said Raven, then stepped out of the room, followed by the others. “Take the kids and your bike around to the other side of the motel,” she told Kala.
“Where are you going?!”
“To kill Jadis.”
Kala’s eyes widened, “Are you crazy?!”
“Look what she did to Bonnie!” Raven exclaimed fiercely. “You think I’m going to let her get away with that?!”
“You can’t fight Jadis without fighting all of them!”
Raven replied grimly, “If that’s what it takes,” then turned to leave.
Kala reached out and grabbed her arm, in a last effort to stop her. “She’ll kill you!”
“She already has.” Raven shook her off, saying, “Go!”
She walked briskly toward the stairway to the upper floor, her gun out. Kala stared after her for a moment, then went back to the girls.
“Where’s Raven going?!” Bonnie asked frantically.
“To take care of something,” Kala replied. “Come on.”
Taking her bike by the handlebars, she wheeled it over to the other side of the motel with the girls walking beside her. Then she set Bonnie on Raven’s bike and Jennie on her bike and stood next to them, waiting uneasily.
*****
Raven ran up the outside stairwell to the second level, then paused, listening. With her gun ready, she walked slowly along the empty walkway toward Jadis’s room. Kicking open the door, she immediately fired two shots at the figure standing by the bed, dropping her instantly. As she walked over and looked at the body on the floor, she saw that it wasn’t Jadis after all, but Zia.
Knowing the shots would have alerted everyone, Raven grabbed the two large duffle bags that were leaning against the wall near a pile of empty backpacks. Sliding her arms into the shoulder straps of one of them, she pulled it on like a backpack, then picked up the other one.
Moving quickly, Raven stepped out the door and flung the duffle bag in her hand onto the roof above her head, then climbed on the railing and pulled herself up onto the flat roof. Snatching up the bag, she ran across to the other side of the motel, where she dropped the bag down to the parking lot, two floors below. Then she lowered herself down onto the second floor walkway, climbed over the railing, and dropped to the ground. After retrieving the bag, she ran toward Kala and the girls.
“Did you do it?!” asked Kala.
Raven gave no answer, just started hurriedly strapping the bag on the back of her bike, behind Bonnie.
Seeing Raven wearing one duffle bag while strapping another onto her bike, Kala said, “What’s that?”
Raven didn’t answer that question either. After the bag was tied down, she climbed on, started up, and they raced out of the parking lot toward I-20 East.
As they rode, Raven thought furiously as to where they should be going. Signaling Kala, they got off the highway and turned north onto South Main Street. The slower speed limit in town infuriated Raven, but she didn’t dare attract any extra attention from cops looking to bust speeders in their quiet town. A few minutes later, she turned left onto Palo Pinto Street, heading back west. Kala didn’t know where Raven was heading, just following her blindly.
About ten miles later, Raven saw what she was looking for — a narrow unpaved road leading off the highway, into the countryside. Signaling Kala to slow down, she braked and turned onto the track, being careful not to slip on the loose dirt. A mile farther down, there was an abandoned, ramshackle barn set about fifty feet away from the dirt road. Raven steered toward it, driving inside the open door and parking. After Kala followed, Raven got off her bike and pulled the door mostly closed, leaving it cracked to let in light.
Carefully lifting Bonnie down, she poured some water from her canteen onto a rag, then gently cleaned Bonnie’s bruised face. When she finished, she grimaced at what lay next.
Sitting down beside the girl, putting a hand on her shoulder, Raven said, “Bonnie… I need to look at your vagina.”
After Bonnie glumly nodded her consent, Raven unbuttoned her jeans and slid them down, along with her panties. Raven wiped away the dried blood from between her thighs and tried to be as careful as she could swabbing along her vulva, but Bonnie still gasped in pain.
“I know it hurts,” Raven said quietly as she cleaned off the blood, then inspected for any signs of tearing. When she was finished, Raven had to wipe the tears from her own eyes before she could pull Bonnie’s clothes up again.
Getting up on her knees, she pulled Bonnie to her, hugging her tightly as the tears flowed again. “I’m so sorry, Bonnie. I didn’t think—” Choking, wracked with emotion, Raven was unable to continue. The guilt was too much. It wasn’t only Jadis who had hurt Bonnie. She was just as responsible.
Several feet away, Kala and Jennie stood watching the scene. Jennie somberly asked, “What happened to Bonnie?”
“One of those mean women hurt her. But don’t ask her what happened, okay? If she wants to tell you, she will, but I don’t want you asking about it. All right?”
Jennie slowly nodded.
A few minutes later, Raven asked, “How are you feeling?”
“My missy hurts,” said Bonnie.
“I know,” Raven winced at the reminder. “Bonnie… I’ll never be able to apologize enough for what happened to you. It’s my fault, and I’ll do everything I can to try and make it better.”
“It wasn’t you,” Bonnie told her. “It was… her…”
“It’s still my fault though. Now, uh, go play with Jennie, okay? Me and Kala need to talk for a while.”
Bonnie got up walked over to Jennie, while Raven stood, silently watching her.
Kala’s voice came from behind. “What the hell are we doing here?”
“Hiding,” Raven replied, still watching Bonnie.
“Why? I heard the shots. Jadis is dead. The Burning Angels are nothing without her.”
“Jadis isn’t dead.” Raven turned around. “I killed Zia… and Maya… and you saw Lucia.”
With Kala’s mouth slowly dropping open in shock, Raven added, “Also, we need to hide because of this.” She walked over to the duffle bag strapped to her bike, pulled the other duffle bag off her back, and unzipped them both.
Kala boggled as she stared at dozens of bundles of cash inside the bags. When she was finally able to find her voice, she mumbled, “The loot. You took it all.”
Raven nodded.
“YOU BITCH!” Kala screamed, startling the girls. “She’s never gonna stop hunting us now! We’re dead. We’re fucking dead!”
“Jadis will hunt us regardless,” insisted Raven. “I killed three Burning Angels. We’re traitors! Besides that, we’ll need the money for food, gas, and hotels.”
Grasping her head in anxiety, Kala moaned, “Shit, this is so fucked up. What’re we gonna do?!”
“Run. That’s all we can do.”
The women stood looking at each other for a long moment. Finally, Kala walked toward the barn door to keep watch for any Burning Angels who might be coming after them.
Raven went over to the girls, who were sitting on a dusty hay bale. “Hey, you two…” Bonnie and Jennie looked up at her. “We’re going to spend the night here.”
“Here?!” Bonnie asked incredulously, looking around at the dirt and straw floor.
“Yes, here. We’re camping out.”
“But where are we gonna sleep?” asked Jennie.
“On the ground.”
The kids looked panic-stricken. Bonnie protested, “But… there’s bugs.”
“And snakes,” Jennie quickly added.
“It’ll be all right,” Raven assured them.
“Where do we go to the bathroom?” Bonnie asked.
“Over there.” Raven pointed to a stall at the far end of the barn. The girls looked at the stall, then back at Raven in disbelief.
“You gotta be kidding,” said Bonnie. “Why can’t we stay at a hotel or go back home?”
“Look, I know it sucks, but tomorrow we’ll get a hotel, okay? Now… just… go play.”
“Play where?!”
“I don’t know. Try to find something to do.”
Raven went back to Kala, standing guard at the door. Kala glanced over as Raven approached. “How’d they take it?”
“Weren’t very enthusiastic. Hear anything?”
“Nah. Not a sound. Good thing about this barn is that it’s so far from the highway, you can hear anyone approaching.”
“Yeah. We’ll do three-hour watches tonight. You wanna go first?”
“Sure.”
Turning to check on the girls, Kala saw them poking around inside one of the stalls and called, “You guys — stay out of the stalls. There might be snakes in there.”
Jennie immediately darted out, frightened, while Bonnie stayed, exclaiming, “Cool! I wanna see a snake!”
Raven chuckled at the fearless reaction before telling her, “Bonnie, get outta there!”
Turning to Kala, she said, “Jennie’s so different from you.”
“I know,” Kala smiled. She looked at Jennie who was watching Bonnie wide-eyed as she looked for snakes. “She’s the opposite of everything I am. But that’s what I like about her.”
A few hours later, the light began to fade with the coming night. Raven and Kala took turns at the door, constantly on guard, listening for the sound of approaching bikes. In between, they watched the girls.
Boredom had long ago set in for all of them, so Bonnie was reading her book out loud to Jennie, who was becoming ever more anxious as she listened to the ghost story in the gathering darkness.
After a while, Jennie got up and went over to Kala. “I’m hungry.”
“I know,” Kala replied sadly.
There was nothing to eat in their packs. She and Raven could manage without food for one night, but it was a lot harder for a nine-year-old. Walking over to Raven, who was staring out the door, Kala asked, “What are we going to do about dinner?”
“Nothing,” Raven replied flatly, not even glancing at her.
“The girls need to eat.”
Raven whipped her head around, snapping angrily, “Don’t you think I know that?! You think I want to sleep in this fucking barn?!”
The girls looked at Raven, clearly worried by the outburst.
“Hey,” Kala quietly began, in an effort to calm Raven, “it doesn’t help things to scare the girls. It’s just that… we need to take care of them.”
“That’s what I’m doing. I’m keeping us alive,” Raven muttered. “Jadis will be combing this whole area looking for us. If any of us go out tonight, we’ll be spotted. Tomorrow morning, they’ll have moved on and then we can get something.”
Kala nodded, then went back to Jennie and Bonnie. Both had furrowed brows. Bonnie asked, “Why’s she mad?”
“She’s just worried.”
“When are we gonna eat?” asked Jennie, in her small voice.
“In the morning we’ll get some breakfast.”
Their disappointed faces broke Kala’s heart. She hated having to tell them they couldn’t have anything to eat, but what else could she say? Reaching out and pulling both girls to her, she hugged them, whispering, “I’m sorry.”
To their credit, Bonnie and Jennie did their best to occupy themselves while Kala and Raven took turns standing watch. Inevitably, of course, came the need to pee. As the barn grew darker and darker, Jennie kept looking fearfully toward the stall that had been designated as their bathroom. She’d held her pee for as long as she could, but nature won out and now she almost couldn’t stand it anymore.
Holding her crotch desperately and squeezing her legs together, Jennie’s antics finally attracted Kala’s attention. Seeing the look of trepidation on Jennie’s face as she peered at the darkened stall, Kala went over and took the girl’s hand. She walked her back there, using the flashlight on her phone to light up the area so Jennie could see that there wasn’t anything too scary.
Jennie took a few steps into the stall and yanked down her pants and panties. Just as started to squat, a torrent of pee gushed from her, creating a puddle which quickly soaked into the ground. Normally, Jennie would have been mortified about peeing in front of someone, but since Kala had seen her naked so many times, and because she was so desperate to pee, she didn’t care. Breathing a sigh of relief, she looked around for something to wipe herself with, but could find nothing.
“There’s no toilet paper,” Kala explained with a shrug. “We’ll take care of it later.”
Jennie stood up, pulled her panties and pants back up, and quickly ran out of the stall.
*****
Raven stared out the crack of the door as she listened to the steady drone of the cicadas. It was a clear night and she was easily able to see the three stars that made up Orion’s belt in the sky. The girls had fallen asleep hours ago, wearing hers and Kala’s jackets as makeshift blankets and using folded jeans from their backpacks as pillows. Kala had her arm around Jennie as they both slept.
As she gazed out into the darkness, Raven suddenly tensed and drew her gun when the far-off whine of a motorcycle reached her ears. The sound slowly faded away, and she relaxed, but kept the gun in her hand.
She had nothing else to do but think, and that was almost torture. Finally she turned away from the door and slid down along the wall until she was seated on the ground, facing Kala and the girls, leaning against the wall with her knees drawn up, staring at Bonnie as she slept on the dirt floor of a decrepit barn in the middle of the barren countryside. All the guilt and grief Raven had tried to bury came to the surface, first as a few tears, then as outright crying. She tried at first to stop, but unable to hold it in, just let it pour out of her.
It was her fault. All of it. She had brought Bonnie to the Burning Angels. It was because of her that Bonnie had been raped. It was because of her that the girl was sleeping on the ground, in the dirt. She used to have a nice bed, a beautiful house, a full belly, and her innocence. Now all of that was gone. And there was also the matter of a ruthless gang trying to kill them. Bonnie had trusted Raven, and she had betrayed that trust.
After a while, her eyes were dry, but Raven continued sitting there, staring at Bonnie. Some time later, Kala woke up. Being careful not to wake the girls, she came over and sat down beside Raven.
For several minutes, neither of them spoke. Then Raven said quietly, “So much has changed. I never thought anything like this could ever happen.” She let out a long sigh. “The Burning Angels have been my family since I was fifteen. We were a sisterhood. Maya was one of my best friends. I’ve known her almost ten years — and she was willing to kill me. Now she’s gone. Lucia, Zia, they’re gone too. Everything’s gone. And look at us, where we’re at…” Raven nodded her head toward the sleeping girls “…because of them.”
“You don’t regret them, do you?” Kala asked.
“No, of course not. They didn’t do anything. It’s just that, I don’t know, I sorta wish I hadn’t brought her into this.”
“It wasn’t them, or you. It was Jadis — and the other Burning Angels. Even if Jadis hadn’t done anything to them, Diamond sure would’ve.”
Raven nodded silently.
“The Burning Angels were your family,” said Kala. “Now, you have a new family.”
Continue on to Chapter 10
I’ve enjoyed this story so far. But, now it’s been ruined by senseless violence in this chapter. Very disturbing. Erotic stories should be about love, not killing. Very sad and disappointed 🙁
I am about as non-violent a person as you will ever find. I hate guns and I abhor the glorification of violence in our culture.
With that in mind, I also have to state that I think the violence in this story, “Ultimate Surrender,” and in particular in this chapter, is absolutely necessary. If we are to understand just how far Raven and Kala have to travel away from the life they’ve known, how much conditioning they have to overcome, how much they need love to become better people — then we cannot shy from what they have been in the past and where their life choices have taken them.
It’s a miracle to me that in the midst of all the honest horror this story presents to us, it also can lift us to heights of joy, laughter, and yes, blazing erotic passion. A genuine triumph, all the way around.
I agree, Naughty Mommy. In certain stories the violence becomes necessary based on the characters and situation. I was nervous when I had two liked characters die at the end of Part Two of I Was the Daughter of a Porn Star. But I feel I had a good reason for this and still do.
In this story, violence was always just around the corner, especially once we learned about the lifestyle of Kala and Raven. This wasn’t senseless violence. It was necessary. I could see no other way to get the women to choose a change in their chosen lives for the sake of love.
Cheryl, I must respectfully disagree with you and Naughty Mommy. I just think the girls could have escaped the gang’s clutches without violence.
I don’t usually comment on the stories here, but I just have to say that this story has blown me away in how deep the plot has become. It’s honestly gut-wrenching to see what is happening to these girls, and I’m constantly hoping that everything will be okay for them. Few stories have made me feel such a personal investment as this one. Thank you. 🙂
While I can see Drod’s point, this is their life and it is this story. Readers here and at other erotic story sites aren’t used to this style but this is not gratuitous but essential to the plot. I feel this story is epic and as I said earlier, terrific story-telling.
So now they finally choose the kids over the burning angels. I just dont understand why NOW. When they could of just simply avoided scarring them for life. And i gotta say, they kill people for money. Completely indescriminately. Doesnt matter who they are, just kill them. For money. That is literally like the worst kind of people lol. I despise the characters and cant read this story anymore. Which is sad, bc i really like your writing. Oh well. For whats its worth, you very good at creative writing, you should be proud. We simply have different moral standards i suppose. Obviously you cant enjoy a romance if you despise the characters, and im just not down killing people by shooting them in the back while they are running away bc they are scared. For money. Disgusting.
I understand that the violence is offensive. I did not want Raven and Kala to be innocent women, but dangerous. And I wanted their family, the Burning Angels, to be dangerous so that it would show what Raven and Kala were giving up when they chose the girls instead. They chose the girls even though it meant that they might lose their life instead. And the Burning Angels was their family which they lost also.
The story is called Ultimate Surrender. It’s about what do Raven and Kala surrender to. Will they abandon the girls because they’re scared of The Burning Angels or will they surrender to the girls and choose them over the possibility of being killed by The Burning Angels
Just wondering Girl Lover, guessing there only couple of chapters left, right? Excellent story so far, even with the violence. 🙂
There’s 3 chapters left
This is certainly not the love story I would have preferred, but the actions are a logical extension of a bad decision, taking the young girls with them. Hopefully now, Raven and Kala will get them home before the rest of the Burning Angel catch up with them.
Even though the last couple of chapters have been hard to read, I eagerly look forward to the next.
I still think this is a marvelous story. It’s sexy as hell — but also gritty and violent, like life can often be. Some believe that erotica should always be sweet and nice, I suppose. If so, then this simply isn’t for you. If so, you are gently encouraged to read something else instead… but I suspect that you’ll be missing something very special if you leave before the conclusion.
I have a friend who, when a movie takes a plot development she doesn’t like, always stops watching right then and there. The film is officially ruined for her. Some readers seem to feel the same way about sex stories. No judgement, just an observation.
I’ve seen movies that started ridiculously stupid, but then it turned out they were really cool, you just have to give them a chance. And the same it is with stories, but this story has started perfectly good and it gets better with every sentence in my opinion.
I often wonder why so many people are so against suspense, it makes you able to dive in deeper into a story i think. Always sunshine, love, rainbows and unicorns in even a love story is neither natural nor entertaining. 🙂
Too much violence or glorifying violence turns me off also. It’s why I will never do a story set during the Nazi Holocaust. Also all my stories always have happy endings and no good guy ever dies, only the bad guys who are really bad and deserve to die. I wanted Raven and Kala to have a really immoral and bad background to create the conflict that it does in the story.
I dont mind violence in a story. What i do mind, is the characters, and the decisions the make. What i dont like is the fact that they knew exactly what they were bringing the kids into, they said as much. Its like they had to wait for the horriblrle things to actually happen, before they did anything about it. I guess maybe their problem was pride? That they thought they coyld prevent anything from happening? Idk, i spose its just a story lol, i guess it doesnt really matter :p
Oh, come on now… people make hasty decisions every damn day that turn out to be foolish or catastrophic or both, especially when love is involved.
(I’m surprised that no one has pointed out a delicious irony: that a large percentage of Americans would be more disgusted by Raven and Kala having sex with underage girls than for committing bank robbery and murder.)
They were in love with the girls, that’s why they brought them. They would not be able to come back for them because the Burning Angels were moving on to Louisiana and elsewhere. Also the Burning Angels were Raven’s and Kala’s family. They could not leave their family so easily. Most importantly, if Raven and Kala did not bring the girls to the Burning Angels, a large part of the story would be missing and it would not be as intriguing.
Yea that was why i said that i felt they chose the burning angels over the girls, because they could have simply taken the girls and run off, instead of bringing them to the bank robberies. But thats not really fair of me, im sure that they were hoping that they wouldnt have to choose between either, that they were hoping that the angels would accept the girls. And as much as i wish you could have come up with a way for bonnie getting raped without it being ravens fault from poor decision making, i completely understand your point, you have to create conflict and whatnot in your story. Like jetboy said, not everybody is perfect, ppl make mistakes. I guess i was just a bit disgusted and annoyed that the women were saying repeatedly how something bad would probably happen to the girls if they brought them, then they brought them anyway, and then of course something bad happened to them. I was a bit sickened at how when the girls said they were scared and wanted to go home, they told them that everything was gonna be okay and convinced them of so. Right before that happened. But like you say these are women that grew up with danger and learned to take chances to survive. Thats just their way of thinking i suppose. Sorry for jumping to conclusions about your characters after i read this chapter, i guess i was just disturbed after reading it lol. But i spose that just shows how emotionally invested in your characters i was, a testament to your excellent writing skills :p. Is it okay if i finish your story when you write it? I feel as if i need your permission, after bashing it the way i did lol
After reading my comment after posting it i realize that it prolly sounds like i was still trying to come up with excuses why the women were wrong lmao, but i promise i was just trying to excuse myself by attempting to get you to see why i had thought what i did. After thinking about and reading your reply i now understand that the women were simply trying the best they could to find a way to keep both their family and their new lovers in their lives. Sorry for the long winded comments, i just wanted you to understand i was really giving your story a lot of thought, i tend to do that alot with stories i like. At this point i actually feel bad for raven, she will obviously carry a lot of guilt for the rest of her life. In a way what happened will prolly haunt her much more than it will bonnie. But I guess i just didnt like how ppl seemed to think i didnt like it bc it wasnt fluffy enough or whatever. Hell my favorite tv show is game of thrones, that certainly wasnt the issue lmao. So i wanted to clear up the fact that i wasnt some simple minded reviewer that was dogging your story just bc it had something bad happen to one if its characters. Once again sorry for the long comments, i guess i shouldnt drink wine and then go online and leave reviews XD
It’s ok. You don’t need my permission to finish reading the story. I want you to read it along with everyone else. Like I mentioned in my other comment, if I did not have this conflict in the story, it would be much shorter and not as interesting. I’ve written other stories that are not here and in all of them, I always have some sort of conflict which adds to the story and makes it longer and richer. Having the conflict shows how it affects the characters and what they do to try to overcome the conflict.
I read erotica to try and escape the ugliness of reality, not to be reminded of it. But, that’s just me. 😉