"Bullshit."

"No bullshit. He was fucking me for a year, the longest relationship he has had."

She is lying.

"Well he left, it's over, get it through your head."

"I left Violet, broke his heart and left."

"Stop it!" I cry, gripping my hair.

"I have kept my distance, but I can't just stand back and watch him fucking with an idiot like you. He is better than you; he deserves so much more. He isn't damaged, isn't fucked up, and you are. You will ruin him Violet, and you know it. You are no good, walk away."

"Fuck you Janice, you know nothing."

"I know everything. You think I don't know what he was doing in that hot tub? You think I didn't know he had his fingers deep inside you? I know because he used to do it to me. You are a faze, nothing more. He will get over you, and come back to me like he always does."

"You are wrong; it's deeper than that."

"If you say so." She grins, shutting the door in my face.

"Fucking bitch!" I snarl.

I kick her door and then turn and stomp off down the hall. Travis comes out just as I am going in; I see him and begin crying uncontrollably. He rushes over, gripping me in his arms.

"It was a long time ago."

"That is meant to make me feel better? You didn't tell me Trav, you were with her?"

"It was a mistake."

"The longest relationship you have had, did you love her?"

"No it wasn't the longest and no I didn't love her."

"So it's no different to me then?" I snap, "I will last a year, and you will move on to the next poor girl."

"It is different." He yells, shaking my shoulders.

"Tell me how Travis, because I fail to see how it is different."

"Because I am falling in love with you, I never EVER got that close with her."

I gape at him. "You... are falling in love with me?"

He strokes my cheek, painfully. "I can't help myself; you make me crazy, I don't know how many times I have to say that. I want you Violet, so help me god, I want you more than my own life."

I leap at him, wrapping my legs around his waist and kissing him with fierce intent.

"Trav?"

He pulls back and looks over at a shocked Janice.

"Try that again Janice, not only will I fire you but I will NEVER speak with you again. Back off, move on and stay the hell away from me."

She gapes at him, he kicks his bedroom door open and swoops me into the room. He kicks the door shut behind him, and we fall onto the ground, we don't make it as far as the bed.

"Travis." I whisper, gripping his shoulders. "I am dark, no good for you. She is right about that."

"Sometimes all darkness needs is a little of the right kinda light. I am your light Mischief."

"Violet, where are you? I went past Reagan's, and you ain't there. Fucking hell girl, where are you?"

I shut my phone after listening to Chief's voice message. Boy are we in trouble. Travis is in the bed sleeping, looking as beautiful and peaceful as ever. The show last night went really well, and as promised he didn't have any women on stage. It will take a bit on my behalf to get used to the fact that he is forever being swarmed, but I know he only has eyes for me. That is comforting. I walk out onto the deck and call Chief; I know he will be furious but what the heck, he will have to get over it. I dial, and he answers on the first ring.

"Where the fuck have you been Violet?"

"I am out daddy."

"With fucking who!"

"Dad, stop now. I am a grown woman, and I don't have to check in with you and mom all the time."

"You also have a fucking lunatic after you; I raised you better."

"Don't dad."

"Who is he?"

"What?"

"Who are you with?"

"Reagan."

"Bullshit."

"I am, you can talk to her if you like."

"Don't play with me girl, get your ass home."

"Kind of can't."

"Why the fuck not?"

"Um...I am in Vegas."

I can practically hear him busting at the seams.

"Fucking stay the fuck there, I am coming to get you."

"NO! I will come home, keep your shirt on."

"Don't you tell me to keep my shirt on; I am fucking up to my limits with your shit Violet."

"My shit? What am I doing that's so wrong? I am being a girl, doing what normal girls do."

"You ain't a normal girl. Wait a second...Travis is in Vegas this weekend."

Crap, crap, what is wrong with me.

"So we came to see his show."

"Fucking find that boy now and put him on."

"He is out with some woman daddy, I don't know where."

"Bullshit!"

"I am serious!"

"You are lying to me girl, I ain't stupid. You been hiding from me; you and him? Get that little fucker here now; I am going to blast a fucking hole..."

"STOP IT!" I scream. "I am sick of this. I am a grown woman daddy; I don't have to do as you say anymore."

"Like hell you don't."

"If you love me, and you want me in your life, stop this now. I...daddy...I love him."

He falls silent for such a long time; I wonder if he has gone.

"Well fuck it Violet. You know the rules."

"He isn't part of the club daddy."

"I have had that boy around since he was a fucking kid Violet, he might as well be."

"The guys won't care; daddy please..."

"I have to punish him baby; you know I do."

"Please daddy."

"I will go easy, get home now before I change my mind."

I rush into the bedroom and wake Travis, when he sees my face, his falls.

"What's wrong?"

"Chief knows."

He sighs and rubs his head. "Well, I guess I had to face it one day."

"Trav he will hurt you!" I cry, gripping my hair.

"He will go easy."

"How can you be so calm?" I scream.

"Because I have known this would happen eventually."

"We can stay here, he won't find us..."

"Mischief, you know he will and even if we manage to hide, eventually he will catch up with us and it will be so much worse."

I feel a tear trickle down my cheek. "Trav, I don't want you to get hurt."

He kneels and strokes my cheek. "I will do anything for you baby, anything."

CHAPTER 12.

I can hear him screaming, and I thrash as two of the club members hold me back. I know what they are doing to him; I know because I have seen it. Chief had to do it; said he had no choice otherwise all the members would run off the rails. Travis went forward and accepted it; no argument at all. He is going easy on him; I know that, but I hate him all the same right now. Travis finally stops screaming, and Chief walks out, his eyes are glassy and red. Travis is like his son.

"I fucking hate you!" I scream. "Fucking hate you daddy."

He looks like I have slapped him. He stops in front of me and tears are thundering down my face.

"You know the rules; you have known them from day one. You knew I had to punish him, but you snuck around anyway. I ain't gonna stop this relationship girl, but I had to do what I had to do."

"I am your daughter, you asshole."

He closes his eyes. "Enough."

"Get away from me, I never want to see you again."

I kick the two people holding me and run into the garage. Travis is on the ground, and all I can see is blood, so much blood. His skin is sliced; his back whipped and his face beaten. I drop to my knees and scream, taking his body into my arms. I rock him backwards and forwards, trembling heavily. I manage to get my phone, and I call an ambulance; then I wait.

"I'm so sorry, so sorry." I whimper.

Travis grips my hand; his head is still hung low.