Karen Renee [Renee - Foolish Riot (Riot MC Book 5)

Foolish Riot

A Riot MC Novel

Copyright 2019 Karen Renee

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Table of Contents

Dedication

For Jellybean

No matter what, without yo u none of this would be happening. Love you, always.

Acknowledgments

Thank you to my readers! None of this would be possible without you, for that Ill always be grateful!

This book was a serious effort for many reasons. Huge Kudos to Jennifer C. and Michelle S. who read a very rough cut of thisknowing Trixie was your girl, it warms my soul to know I did her justice! A heartfelt thank you as always to all of my Beta-Readers, you ladies help to keep a writer grounded. Your continued support means so much to me.

Barbara J. Bailey, thank you does not seem like a sentiment strong enough for my gratitude. Yet again, your attention to detail knows no bounds.

Thank you to my husband, son, and all of my friends and family. Putting up with me (on and off of crutches) and my writing schedule means more than youll ever know.

Playlist

BAD REPUTATION by Joan Jett and the Blackhearts

WHAT A FOOL BELIEVES by the Doobie Brothers

SHIP OF FOOLS by Robert Plant

CHAIN OF FOOLS by Aretha Franklin

I HATE MYSELF FOR LOVING YOU by Joan Jett & the Blackhearts

BROKEN by Lifehouse

SUPERPOSITION by Young the Giant

BROKEN by lovelytheband

NEXT TO ME by Imagine Dragons

ON TOP OF THE WORLD by Robin Thicke

CHAPTER ONE

Trixie

Ten years ago

The blue and yellow tassel dangling from my rear-view mirror reminded me I had pulled off one helluva feat. Graduating high school had looked pretty damn iffy just a month ago, but thankfully I passed that damn chemistry exam. In another stroke of what seemed to be shifting luck, I had a full-time job, though it was a dead-end. That didnt concern me much, at least not yet. I had cash in my wallet, and my father was cool with me staying home a little longer. Of course, his tremors were progressing, so even if he wanted me to move out, Id have argued.

Glancing past the tassel to the trailer Dad and I lived in, I put the car in gear. For now, I was still hanging with the smokers and stoners from school, and tonight we were headed to a party with a bunch of old friends.

Hillary and Michelle were sharing a cigarette outside when I got to the party. Hillary dropped the butt to the ground. About damn time you got here, Patricka . Youll never believe whos here.

Dont call me Patricka, I grumbled.

Michelle chuckled while nodding her blonde head. Let it go, Patti. You remember Clint Smith and Gary Laughlin? They were two years ahead of us.

I nodded, though I barely remembered them. If I wasnt mistaken, they were jocks and not people I paid attention to much.

Michelles grin told me she not only remembered them, but liked what she remembered. Theyre inside, and didnt bring anyone with them. Hope I can get Clint to give me the time of day.

Hillary shrugged a shoulder up to her bobbed brown hair. I dont know. Theres some other guys I saw, who are older than Clint and Gary. Lots to choose from, so lets go inside.

When we walked into the living room, I was a little surprised. It wasnt my first house party, and it wouldnt be the first time I drank illegally. It was the first time I saw drugs at the ready. I recognized Clint and Gary, with another guy whose name I couldnt remember. They were sitting on a couch, leaned over the coffee table. The guy I didnt remember was laying out cigarette papers while Gary dealt with the marijuana to be rolled in the papers.

It wouldnt be good for me to try marijuana at this point. I needed a steadier job, and I knew drug tests were a bitch to pass. I moved beyond Michelle and Hillary to the kitchen. Making my way through the people milling about, I grabbed a few potato chips. As I was pulling open the refrigerator door, a warm body settled behind me.

Lookin for a mixer, Paula?

I could smell the alcohol on the guys breath, but turned to look at him anyway. Clint was right behind me, with his dark brown hair falling slightly into his eyes. He was cute, if you were into put-together pretty-boys. I wasnt. From an early age, my circumstances turned me into a tomboy, and I preferred guys to look a little rough.

I shook my head. Its Patti . And, nope, not looking for a mixer. Just beer, but thanks. Pulling a long neck from the door of the fridge, I closed it and turned back to Clint.

He shrugged at me and smirked. Whatever you say. Got some weed. Its really good shit. You should try it. If thats not your thing, we got some X too.

I twisted off the beer cap. Keep that in mind. Thanks.

More than an hour later, I had lost track of Michelle and Hillary. There were twice as many people in the house now, and many of them were guys. It was a good mix of people, but I was a little intimidated by the number of older guys, and how good-looking they were. As I wound my way back to the living room from the bathroom, Gary approached me with a smile on his face.

Havin a good time?

I had a fair amount of alcohol in me, so I smiled a brighter smile than I normally would. Yeah. You?

Suppose. Wanna fool around?

Between him and Clint, Gary was much rougher-looking. His cheeks were scruffier, his nose more pronounced, and he had a small scar on the side of his lip. Maybe it was a case of beer goggles, but he seemed attractive to me and I nodded.

He grinned at me, and lowered his head to kiss me. It was a good kiss, and his hands started roaming my body, so I reciprocated. He started moving us backwards, and I knew the bathroom wasnt too far behind me, but then he pushed us to the left of the bathroom, and I vaguely realized we were entering a bedroom.

When my knees hit the edge of a bed, I laughed and Gary chuckled. Once my body was flat on the bed, Gary stepped away, and I realized two other guys were in the room with us. Fear coursed through me, and I started to sit up, only to be shoved flat by hands at my shoulders.

No! I screamed my shrillest scream.

My Uncle Derrick taught me about fighting back. I had failed against him, but then again, I was only thirteen when he forced himself on me. With all of my might, I was flinging every limb at Gary and whoever the other two guys in the room were. I didnt connect often, but my thrashing and screaming kept them from getting my clothes off.

However, all the screaming and kicking in the world couldnt hold off determined men. The guy on my right put his huge mitt over my mouth, stifling my screams. The fear roiling in my veins turned to sheer terror because that hand was attached to an arm which had me in a vicious headlock.

Dear God! Could my luck be so rotten that I would be raped more than once before I turned nineteen?

The door to the room flew open with a loud bang, loud enough to be heard over the Nickleback CD that had been playing on repeat. The next thing I knew, a burly, and mean-looking man pulled them all off me. His bronze hair was fastened back in a low short ponytail. I mutely watched as he pummeled his fists into their faces. He looked like he was only slightly older than Gary and Clint. However, the way he used his fists told me he had seen a lot of life. I noticed he was wearing a black leather vest of some sort. It had a huge patch on the back, of a fist held up in the air with a skull above it. There were wings darting out from the sides of the skull, and it was the coolest thing I had ever seen. Add the arched banner above it, which read Riot MC, and I knew there was something special about this guy.