Bea Messina

The thought rambled in my mind, trying to find some other answer. Of course, I couldn't pay attention with Ace kissing my neck softly.

"Ace." I whispered so only he could hear.

"Mhmm" he mumbled against my skin.

"Maybe we shouldn't do this here." I answered with a bit of a giggle.

"Then why don't we go to my room?" He asked, nibbling on my ear lobe.

I bit down on my lip, smirking, "Can you get up there before me?" He smirked and nodded.

In an instant I was off his lap and running up the stairs. I heard the guys chuckling as Ace bolted after me.

Just before I got into his room, his arm wrapped around my waist and I squealed as he picked me up. I giggled as he closed and locked the door, afterwards placing me on the bed.

He placed me on my back and smiled, he got up and took off his shirt to reveal a rippling 8-Pack. "Like what you see?" He asked with a smug grin.

I blushed and turned my head away, he chuckled and kissed my jaw, slowly getting closer to my mouth. It started out slow and light then quickly became more passionate as we battled for dominance. He, of course, won and was gloating in it.

Being so close to him, so intimate, made me feel something else, it's something I've never felt before.

This sexy man, had called me his, not only was I a gang leader, but I belonged to one.

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Waking up, I feel my body pressed against a very hard, warm body.

I opened my eyes to see Ace's chiseled chest beneath me. I smiled and snuggled in deeper, realizing, I'm still naked.

With the sudden realization, I tried to wiggle from his grip, only causing him to tighten.

"Where do you think you're going precious?" He asked with a smirk. I look up to see him staring down at me.

"Precious? Is that my name now?" I asked with a small smile, my heart fluttering at the names he calls me.

"Would you prefer kitten?" He asked, clearly amused.

"Only if I get to call you Bear." I said in the same tone.

He chuckled before replying, "Ok." I nodded and tried to get out of his grip again.

"Bear! I need to take a shower and get dressed." I said annoyed and tired from trying to wiggle from his grasp.

"Shower you say? We could shower together." He said kissing my neck.

"We both know we won't be showering if we shower together." I say giggling at his pouty face. "Please Bear? You can have me back afterwards." I plead with a small smile, pecking his lips.

"Fine, but kitten, you take too long and I'll come in there." He said letting go, I nodded and stood up without remembering I was completely nude. I looked back at his angry face at the scars up and down my back.

I leaned back into the bed and quickly pecked at his lips, "I'm fine baby. Don't you worry about it anymore." I whispered. He nodded and sighed. I sighed as well and went into his bathroom. I jumped into his shower and sat under the hot water for a few minutes.

When I hopped out, I wrapped a fluffy towel around my body and walked back into the room to ask Ace for some clothes.

But when I got out there, he wasn't there, all there was, was a set of clothes set out on the bed. I sighed and grabbed the sweatpants and shirt and slipped them over top of my previous under garments.

I walked out of the bedroom and down to the living room, looking for my bear.

He was no where to be seen and I felt my eyes start to well up.

Before shedding them, I went outside and quickly got in the car and driving back to my house.

I walked quickly into the house, up to my room. I quickly threw Ace's clothes on the floor and replaced them with my own, slipping on grey gym shorts and a matching sports bra. I grabbed my phone and earbuds and walked back downstairs to head to the new training centre.

I walked in to find it completely empty, good, I needed to vent alone.

While punching a bag relentlessly, my mind rambled on.

Why did I let him in? Why did I think he cared? Why did I think he had sex with me, that he actually might like me? Why have I let in another stupid man? Why do I keep letting myself get hurt? Why did I think he could ever accept the past I've had? No one would love the ugly truth behind the mask! Why did I think he could!

Falling to the ground, I put my head in my hands and the tears stream quickly down my face. No! I will not cry over a stupid boy anymore! I am stronger!

With that thought, I stand up and wipe the tears away, beginning one of the most intense training sessions I have ever had.

~4 days later~

I have been non-stop training for the past four days.

I've barely eaten, I've barely slept. The only time I stop is to take a shower and drink some water to keep my hydrated.

The guys have come down, pleading me to stop, I don't want to. I was afraid that when I did, I would burst out crying and I would be weak.

Even the guys from Ace's gang came over to try and stop me. But never once, have I heard from Ace. I was right! He didn't care for me! I was just another one of his girls! And to think, I was ready to give my life to him! I was ok to be in love with him! How could I be deceived so easily?

"Bea, you need to stop, you're going to collapse." Jackson said from behind me as I kept hitting the bag, making my knuckles bleed worse than they already were.

I shook my head with an unreadable grunt. "What if I told you a deep secret that no one knows, one I barely know myself!" He said trying to bribe me.

This caught my attention, there weren't many secrets about this gang I didn't know about, now I'm curious. I turned to face him with a cocked brow. "Get changed, were gonna go out and get some food and we'll talk there." He said walking out of there training centre again.

I nodded and sighed to myself as I unwrap the once white tape from my knuckles.

I went up to my room and took a quick shower. Afterwards, slipping on white jean shorts and a grey, flowy tank top. I threw my hair into a messy bun and walked back downstairs with my sunglasses in hand. I walk in to see Jackson standing by the door on his phone.

He looked up as I finished descending the stairs and waved.

"What do you want?" He asked as we drive down the street.

"Sorry, but I really want McDonald's." I say with a bit of a chuckle.

"Well it's good to hear you actually want to eat. We've been worried about you know? It's hard for us to watch you deteriorate like this." He said looking at me with a small smile.

"I just needed to convince myself of something's over the past few days." I say honestly and looking down in my lap as Jackson drove.

After ordering food, we sat down in a booth and waited for our number to be called.

Suddenly, guys I recognized from the school, 'players', they walked up and looked my figure up and down before smirking. "Can I help you?" I asked in an annoyed tone, catching them by surprise.

"Careful honey, little girl like you wouldn't want to use that tone with the wrong man around here." He said through gritted teeth and crossing his arms over his chest.

"Oh yeah? Who's the wrong man around here?" I asked getting aggravated with the situation.

He leaned in and whispered in my ear, "Ever heard of the Bronze Lions."

I smirked and replied in the same volume, "Yup, we just moved down the street from you guys. Ever heard of the Forsaken?" He looked shocked and backed up to his friends again.

"Let's just go guys, this ones too much of a slut, even for us." He growled out in disgust before walking away.

I was about to get up and give him a piece of my mind before a hand was placed on top of mine. I looked at Jackson and smiled a bit. He gave me a small smile, standing to retrieve our order after hearing our number.

When he sat back down, we began eating in silence.

I sighed and looked over to him, "Ok, now spill." I said throwing the fry back down onto the tray.

"Promise to listen to me before you yell?" He asked in a weak voice.

I nodded in a curious manner, what's so bad that he thinks I'll yell. "A few days ago, when I asked you about how well you knew Noah, it wasn't because I didn't trust him. It's because I feel something towards him and I'm afraid you'll kick me out of the gang for it." He says keeping his eyes pointed on the table.

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding in, "That's it? You have feelings for Noah? You had me thinking something was going completely haywire." I said chuckling a bit with a small smile.

"So you're not mad?" He asks as he looks up at me with sad eyes.

"Of course not, if anything I'm happy for you. I hope it works out for you Jackson." I say as my smile gets even bigger, his does the same and he shakes his head. The rest of the time we talked about random stuff while we ate.

On the drive back, it was a peaceful silence. We even made sure to bring some food back for the guys, so the car smelt amazing.

Walking in the front door I see the guys sitting on the couch. Their eyes snap to me as they hear us walk in. "I brought food." I call out holding up the bag.

They cheered and hugged me as they grabbed food. I giggled and sat at the couch with them as we watched movies all afternoon.

When the night rolled around they all yawned and went to bed, saying a quick "night Jack." Before heading up the stairs. I sighed to myself and followed, deciding I also needed to sleep.

As soon as my head hit the pillow, I fell asleep.