Unity

Rumours

We'd reached the clubhouse a little after eleven and I'd given him his jacket before we'd gone through the doors, I didn't want people thinking anything. I didn't want to be apart of this club as much as I'd through before, the altercation at the diner had proved as much.

As we pushed the door open it was the first time the bar area hadn't smelt like a brewery or sounded like a rock concert, there was no people, no music just sweet, sweet silence. Ace had sped off in the direction of his own room without a word, no goodbye or goodnight just an awkward silence.

I'd tried to get into my brothers room but could already hear him snoring before I'd reached the door. When I'd turned the handle it hadn't budged, which meant he'd locked me out with no place to sleep. I'd punched and kicked the door I frustration but still heard the loud snores through the walls.

Seeing no other choice I walked back to the bar area, remembering of the long couch that took up the space outside of the meeting room. I decided that the couch would probably be the best option to sleep on for the night, even though my clothes were wet and it felt as if the cold had spread through out my bones.

I was just about to close my eyes when I shot up into a sitting position at the sound of laughter and footsteps, the chilling sound of the rebels laughter still fresh in my memory. I tried to hold my breath, not wanting anyone to know I was in here. The sound of the front door opening had me racing towards the bar, my heart in my throat, in search of a weapon.

I found a sharp looking knife that they'd used to cut up the lemon and limes for tequila shots. I held it up timidly as two shadowed figures entered the bar area but instantly put it down when they flicked on the light, revealing the humoured faces of Mac and Milo. "Ava?" They asked in unison.

I frowned at him, still not having forgiven him for what he'd done. Not only had he told my brother and his friend my secret he'd also told the entire club. Being a virgin was something I'd seen as an accomplishment, being twenty two and not of had sex was something to be proud of. Well that's what I'd thought until I'd started to spend time here, this place made me feel as if it was something to be ashamed of, something to laugh at.

"You good?" He asked nervously, scratching the back of his head awkwardly when I'd still said nothing. Milo smirked at him before patting him on the back.

"I'm gonna leave you two to it." Milo told his brother. "Tahlias waiting for me and you know what dad always said, never leave a pretty lady waiting."

Mac scowled at his brother, his eyes full of betrayal at the sight of his brothers retreating figure. This left Mac and I stood awkwardly looking at one another, I wasn't going to talk to him until I had a sufficient apology.

"What you doing in here all by yourself?" He finally asked, filling the terrible awkward silence between us. "In the dark with a knife." I looked down at the knife that I held limply by my side and quickly put it back into the bar before shrugging.

"Brother locked me out, I thought someone was breaking in." I simply said, trying to maintain an uninterested facade.

"But why are you wet?" He asked, his eyes looking me up and down curiously.

"Rain."

"Ah." He said the awkward silence growing between us once more. I peered up at the ceiling nervously, finding the plaster very interesting, way more interesting then this conversation but I suppose that wasn't hard.

"Look." He spoke, his voice a lot stronger than before which made me look at him. "I'm sorry about this morning, I panicked with your brother going psycho and then Ace being there."

"So that give you the right to tell the whole club I was a virgin?"

"What?" He asked, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "You think I told the club?"