Keeper Of The Flame

I was pissed. It really pisses me off when Shawn thinks that all I do is drugs and drink. I don't. I work hard and I support myself. I do not live off of a man or my sisters and brothers.

Now that she is claimed she thinks she is better than me. I don't need that shit. Shawn can kiss my ass. I walked in the bar and over to the counter. I ordered a slammer and a beer before paying for it and then carrying them over to a small table next to the dance floor.

I was in no mood to be bothered and just wanted to drink. I drank enough to feel good. I watched the girls dance and minded my own business. I looked up and saw them.

Fuck, can't I go somewhere without running into the members from Shawn's club. And Rage? I stood up and walked out the door. I guess I will go back to my RV. I rode back to the club and drove my bike into the back of the RV. I closed everything down before getting into the driver's seat.

I own a piece of property about 30 miles from the club. I waited until everyone was in the clubhouse before starting the RV and driving it out of the compound. I need peace, not Shawn's mouth.

I pulled onto the dirt road and drove for 10 minutes before turning into the dirt driveway of my property. I stopped the RV next to the pond then shut it off. I pushed the buttons to slide the bedroom and living room/kitchen out. I then opened the door and walked over to the fire pit and started the fire.

Next, I walked over to the RV and carried out a fold-out chair and beer before turning the radio on in the RV. I sat next to the fire and opened a beer.

I need to decide what I want to do next. I could go to Celina, Ohio for a couple of months and work at the tattoo shop I own there. Just to get away from Shawn, and Rage. I don't want to answer to anyone. Been there done that.

I started to get tired so I walked into the RV and shut the door. I locked the door and put pushed the buttons sliding the safety door and windows shut. I then walked to the bedroom, stripped, and climbed into bed. Back at the bar Rage and the club members watched as Jessie walked out the door.

An hour later we left the bar and drove back to the club. We did not notice that the RV and Jessie were gone. We walked into the bar and grabbed a beer before we walked to our own rooms and went to bed.

I lay in my bed thinking. I wondered how I was going to get Jessie to trust me. Right now she is running from me. She is a hard nut to crack. She does her best to avoid me. She proved that by walking out of the bar as we walked in.

I want her but getting her is not easy. Hell, she pulled a gun on me the last time. We don't know everything that happened to her. Mostly about what they did to her daughter and she had been raped and beaten. Deep down I think there is more to the story that she is not telling anyone. One day I will find out all of it.