I have tried to act normal, but the betrayal of my parents hurt more than word can truly describe. I have been partying a lot, much to our parents' dismay. Kaiser always goes with me, like the big brother he always has been; which doesn't ease our parents' worries any less. Everyone with eyes can tell their secret cut deep. Deeper than when my first boyfriend freshman year, who broke my heart. Deeper than when I watch the love of my life, my best friend, who constantly is flirting with every vagina in town. I don't blame them for falling for his beautiful green as the forest on a bright sunny day eyes. His smile would knock any female's boots off.

One night, I drank too much and I let my mind and body do and say things that I never had the courage to do. Draven happens to be shit faced and I should have known, my confessions would only reach his deaf ears. Should have known he wouldn't remember a damn thing the next morning. When Pres steps down Draven would be taking his dad's position. Just like Draven, Kaiser would be taking our father's VP position. I will always be known as the VP's little sister. The old VP's daughter. I would be off limits to every guy in this MC. My dad has made it known, don't use his daughter, don't disrespect his princess, just don't fuck his daughter.... Because most of the guys here only are after one thing....

Sex....

Meaning I'm off limits....

Most guys are like that. Kaiser and Dawson haven't ever been after sex.

They want a girlfriend...

An ol' lady....

Settle down...

Dylan on the other hand wants just that. He is honestly the wild one of the bunch in this pack of wolves. However, I just want my best friend to want me like I want him. The night that shouldn't happen is this night. I happen to be drinking in the clubhouse with everyone including my parents. This is when they don't mind if we have a drink. We are in their sights and they are able to keep tabs on us. I happen to be seen talking to some of the guys.

No harm....

No foul...

I don't think...

I mean he has the younger club bunnies around him. Even one on his lap whispering in his ear. Then, he smirks. I knew that smirk and my already stomped on broken heart begins to crack a little more. I down my alcohol just to get a stronger drink. I end up losing count on how many I've had to drink. Tommy, a 19-year-old prospect, comes up and we begin to talk about nothing in particular. Mostly, if I am going to go to college. He even asked what I wanted to be, the thing is I hadn't decided yet. It is currently: undetermined. I mean I could take up accounting so I can help the club, become a doctor or nurse to help my family, or hell even a lawyer.

See it is harmless chit chatter. I notice Kaiser, from where I am sitting on my stool with my back against the wall. He nudges Draven in the ribs to get his attention. He whispers in Draven's ear and his head snaps so hard in my direction. I am surprised it is still attached to his body. Draven pushes the club bunny off his lap and I watch as she falls onto the floor below. Draven stands up as I gulp the rest of Jack Daniels and Dr. Pepper. I turn my attention back to Tommy aka Tomahawk. What I never expected to happen is Draven to get up and march his ass over in my direction. My big blue eyes get the size of golf balls when I see him standing next to Tommy. He whispers something in his ear and Tommy gives me the 'I'm sorry. I have to leave look.' Draven grabs ahold of my hand and begins to drag me into the halls that lead to the bedroom area of the clubhouse. When we reach the top floor, he stops. I, being the clumsy one, run right into his back. I bounce so hard off his stone hard back that I stumble and my own back hits the wall behind me. This wall happens to be right beside his bedroom door. He turned around and corners me on this damn wall. When I mean corners, I mean he has me cornered with no escape. He doesn't have his arms around me but if I was to take off running; he'd surely grab me before I made it three feet. He would be the lion while I would be the prey.

"What is your issue, Draven?" I ask him.

"He only wants one thing, Mac. That's to get in those tight jeans." Draven growls out.

"What are you a damn dog? Like woof woof mother fucker." I snap back.

Why the hell are you growling?

"Don't change the subject Mac!" Draven yells out.

"Why do you even fucking care what his intentions were? You have bunnies on you every night? Your point?" I snap back. I don't even give him a chance to even think of what to say. I continue my drunken rant. "He wasn't trying to get into shit. If you paid attention or asked for that matter. You would see he was having a normal conversation... Like if I was going to physically go to college, you fool." I retort back.

"He wants in your pants McKenzie! Open your fucking eyes." He yells in my face.

"So, fucking what? What is the difference of him wanting in my supposed pants then you have club bunnies on your God forsaken lap? You fuck a new one every damn night?" I yell just as loud in his face as I shove him in the chest.

My shove doesn't do a damn thing to his 6'6 frame. His green eyes shine with an emotion I can't quite figure out. He quickly backs me up. He cages me into the wall and places both hands around my head and crouches from his 6'6 height to where he can now see eye to eye with my 4'11 self. Draven doesn't let me move. He is so close to I can smell Tequila on his breath.

"I have females around me so I can forget about....." He stops in mid sentence which stumps me even further.

"So you can forget about....." I go to ask. However, my words are cut short when his lips come crashing into mine. My mouth has its' own mind and move against his. He's going to regret this in the morning. He moves his face back and leans his forehead on mine.

"To forget about how I am in love with the forbidden fruit." He whispers. Now it is my turn to take him off guard by smashing my lips on his. He carefully picks me up in his drunken state and carries me into his room. I end up losing my virginity this night to my best friend. The guy I fell in love with.

After we had sex, we both get dressed and head back downstairs. The entire time I am chanting to myself 'he won't remember this and if he does, he's going to regret it.' Deep down I had hope that he would remember everything. But, that hope can sure crash and burn in flames. An hour later he goes stumbling back upstairs to sleep. My brother and I tiredly get on our Harleys and drive carefully on the gravel driveway towards our house. I wake up the next morning and head with my parents to help clean the clubhouse up. Kaiser is already there with Draven. They are attempting to wake up sleeping beauties 1 and 2, meaning Dawson and Dylan. They are not even budging from their drunken sleep. So, I simply fill up two ice cold pitchers of water and dump them on the sleeping beauties. They jolt up and give me the death glare. Their glares has my bones rattling, I throw the pitchers in Kaiser's hands and run behind our father.

"Save me dad." I whisper behind him. Dad chuckles at my antics.

"What the hell?" They scream out loud.

"Kaiser done it!" I screech.

"Don't throw me under the bus. What did I ever do to you Mac?" Kaiser screeches.

"You stole my cupcake asshole!" I mock the sound of his voice.
This gets Kaiser to turn his head in my directions. He tosses the pitchers over his head, hitting Draven in the processes. The look on Kaiser's face is telling me to run. Kaiser has his freighting smirk plastered on his face with his brow raised. If I was anyone else I would have pissed my pants.

Hell I still might!

I pull dad closer to the bar, using him as my shield. Once I get around the bar, where I think I'll be safe and sound...

Pssst yeah right. What was I thinking!?

I grab the plate that was full of last nights pickles and tomatoes.

What was my mind thinking?

I toss the plate into my three angry brothers' direction. Pickles splatter Kaiser in the cheek. Dawson gets hit with more pickles as well. One hit his eye and this pansy squeals. Dylan, however, poor Dylan. He gets hit in the forehead by a mustarded tomato. Dead center of his forehead at that.

"Oh fuck." I squeak out. The looks on my brothers' faces are murderous. I'm literally going to die.

"That's it." Kaiser growls out.

"What are we? Dogs?" I question my brother with a devilish smirk.

"GET HER!!" Dawson and Dylan yell out.

"Bloody hell!! Daddy!" I scream.

"Run!" Mom laughs out.

"Sorry Princess you're on your own." Dad calls out. Dawson is at one end of the bar while Kaiser is at the other end.

I'm cornered, fuck.

I hop on the bar and grab the dangling lights. I swing myself and when I know the pool table is under me...

I let go.

I land on my feet but that is short lived. Dylan swings his arm out and I completely fall half on the pool table and half off. Dylan proceeds to hold me down. His grip is too strong for me to break free. I can see Kaiser and Dawson coming into my view with....

Mustard.

"Don't you dare! That'll take years to get out of my hair!" I squeal. This doesn't stop any of my brothers. Kaiser squeezes the mustard and I'm hit in the forehead. Dawson comes over and squeezes his bottle of mustard all over my head.

"Daddy!!!" I scream out.

"Boys.... Mac.... Go shower and get changed. It's time to clean this mess up, not cause more destruction." Dad chuckles out. Thankfully they let me up. I take my mustarded cover self and I squeeze the living hell out of my brothers, causing mustard to cover each and every one of them. I walk off to shower and change all over again.

When we all get back into the main room. Everyone starts to clean up the massive mess. Well, even more massive since there's pickles on the ceiling and a tomato on the TV screen. Draven, however, hasn't mentioned about last night, and I can tell he doesn't remember.

How do you pretend you didn't lose your V Card to someone?

Because honestly, I couldn't pretend.

After everything is cleaned up, I watch as Kaiser and Draven walk into the hall. Being nosey, I stand by the halls doorway and listen.

"What happened between Mac and you?" Kaiser asks.

"Nothing, I just argued with her over Tomahawk and we came back down here. That's all. Or all I remember why?" Draven asks.

"Just wandering. So you never told her?" Kai asks.

"No, I can't tell her. She's forbidden. She's the forbidden fruit. I don't want to hurt her." Draven says.

"Grows some balls, mate!" Kaiser whispers.

That was all the conformation I needed. He didn't even remember a damn thing. It's been three months that I learned my father wasn't my biological father and now I have put myself this situation is the rotten cherry on a melted sundae.

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It had been a month since the Draven incident and I just couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't just pretend nothing happened. I couldn't pretend I didn't love him. I couldn't unseen him with bunnies on his lap every night. I still couldn't get over my parents' betrayal. It was hard and I tried. I really did. I still hurt from it.

I have decided I would take my online college classes in a college classroom instead. I picked one in Vander an hour way. It might not be far but it's far enough for me. I need out of here. I need to find myself again. I need to heal, to become a better version of myself.

Everyone knows I am leaving except Draven. I never once mentioned where I am moving too. Just that I needed to leave and have a new beginning. I have all my things packed up in my truck dad had gotten me when I first got my license. My bike is on my trailer waiting for me to finally leave. I hug my grandparents, my brothers, and my parents. My eyes hold betrayal towards them but when I look into Draven eyes mine shine with hurt. His eyes are shining with devastation.

Like this was all my fault ass hat.

I give everyone a sad wave and pull out of the clubhouse's parking lot. Never looking back in the rearview mirror. I couldn't stand to see my parents' faces nor Draven's. One more look at my parents' faces I wouldn't have left. I pull up at my small condo I had signed papers on two weeks ago and start to unpack. My furniture I purchased is already set up for me.

You're wondering how can she afford such things. The answer: I worked from middle school to high school in my dad's garage. My dad's garage is the only one in our town. So, it happens to be a busy business. I worked as his receptionist and kept all his clients appointments and payments in order. In my spare time I worked at mom's bakery; again, she had the only bakery in town. So just like dad's garage, mom's bakery was and still is always busy. My parents pay their employees well. So for 6 years I have saved up every paycheck my parents ever given me. But before I ever started to work; my dad had set up all of his children with their own banking accounts. When Kaiser was born, he was already putting money in Kaiser's account. When I came along each month dad was putting money in both our accounts. The twins came along and it became four accounts every month he would place money in. Each month, hed place a thousand of his hard earned money into each of our accounts. My father done this so we would each have money to step out into the world with. So, we never have to struggle once we all turned into an adult.

My school is already paid for because I had gotten a full ride scholarship. Originally, my classes were to be online so I could be near my family. My online classes happens to be the same college I'm going to physically be attending to in four months. So to transfer from online to in class wasn't hard to do.

I knew these condominium walls would drive me insane so I already had a job lined up at a bar when I came here to sign my lease.You're probably thinking if you have money why work? I might be sitting on a gooseneck but I have to stay busy until school starts up. Even when I talk to each of my brothers everyday, it still wouldn't help with the boredom.

I founded out I was pregnant a month before my classes were to start. I'm eighteen and pregnant with twin.

His twins.

A/N:

Chapter is Revamped and Edited. Enjoy 🫶