Ronan didn’t talk to me after we fucked.
He dressed and left, honestly part of me figured that would be the case because that was just how he was. Everyone knew Ronan was only a sex guy not a romance kind of guy. I wasn’t going to lie and say I wasn’t annoyed that he just acted like I had fallen off the face of the earth when he came. I just wasn’t about that shit.
When I came home I had confided in my mother and told her everything. She told me that some guys were just like that and it took time for guys to realize how good some things are. I had grilled my father for anything he knew about Ronan. Dad had told me some useful things like Ronan lived in the pack beside ours; he liked to drink on the weekends & often went into town for that purpose.
There was always a group from our pack that went drinking in town and lucky me that my friends were always in that group. I really wasn’t a big drinker, but I could definitely use a quick drink.
Dressing for the bar had been easy. Jeans and a t-shirt easy. It would be the rest of the night that would be a bit harder. The car to town was packed with Kayla, Bryan, a few others and myself. If we got pulled over we would be arrested because we had six people stuffed in a four seater car. That had not been in the cards though as well pulled into an older looking bar called `The Space’.
The bar itself was way much nicer on the inside compared to the way it looked on the outside. Once inside we took tables in the back and sent Kayla to get drinks. She came back with a tray of like thirty shots. It didn't take long for the six of us to down them. The bartender did look happy when Kayla went and got more shots. I heard him ask if she just wanted the fucking bottle.
“Kayla, man tell him to fuck off” Bryan hollered getting the attention of the guys drinking in the back room.
The bartender really started to yell at Kayla then. Bryan didn't like anyone yelling at his mate, he stood up and started walking towards the bar but was blocked by none other than Ronan.
“I think you young ones need to find another bar or be more respectful to Dan.”
“Why don't you make us then eh?” one of the other kids called to Ronan.
His eyes locked onto mine and he all but shoved Bryan out of the way. My heart was beating out of control as I moved from our table and around the pool tables. I didn't want to be in a shared space with him I was more interested in drinking with my friends.
Pulling out my wallet I made my way to the bar and pulled out a few hundreds.
“Just give us a few bottles, alright.”
The bartender was nasty about it but he gave us a few bottles that Kayla carried back to our table. Ronan had returned to where he was and we went back to drinking. Casually we drank shot after shot, faster it seemed then we could pour them. Kayla and Bryan were ready to go home by midnight while me and the other three went on drinking. Ronan was leaving the bar at one, the same time we decided to go home.
I had my arm around Caden who was looking like my prize of the night. He was hot and we were both drunk and willing to fuck.
“Nick, you going home with Caden?”
“Absolutely, do you see these abs, like yum.”
“I'm going to fuck him better than----”
“You’re not going home with any of them, Nicholas.” Ronan's voice boomed out of the other room.
He was quick to walk over and grab my arm roughly.
“Say goodbye to your friends now, Nicholas.”
I didn't even get to say goodbye to them before he had dragged me out of the bar. I tried to pull my arm from his grip but that clearly wasn't happening as he tightened his grip around my arm until it really hurt. He pulled me to his car tossing me in the passenger side. My friends were running out of the bar and Caden was yell at Ronan to let me go before he beat him up and way more stupider things.
Kayla, who had known about Ronan fucking me was silently smiling, drunkenly. Ronan, who was completely sick of their shit, got into the car. He was rough about pulling the seat belt around me. Starting his car, my friends moved out of the way as Ronan sped from the driveway.
Thinking he was driving me home, I thought I was home free until I realized, he wasn’t driving me to my home.
“Ronan take---”
“Nicholas, I think you need to close your mouth and just sit there.”
“Seriously you need---”
Ronan slammed on the breaks and the seat belt locked as I flew forward then was slammed into the seat. Ronan grabbed my chin and turned my head towards him roughly.
“Listen here. You need to shut up before I do something you will regret pissing me off enough for.”
I was sure my eyes widened as I closed my mouth and settled back into the seat, clearly not getting out of this that easily. His body language told me he was pretty pissed but I couldn’t understand why. Unless he was pissed about Bryan being rude to the bartender.
“Ronan, I’m sorry my friend was rude to ----”
“You are an idiot if you think this is over the fucking bartender.”
“Well nothing else wrong was done so why are you so ---”
“Shut the fuck up now, Nicholas.”
“Don’t you dare-----”
Ronan slapped his hand over my mouth growling.
“What part of shut the fuck up isn't setting in?”
“The fucking part.”
The glare I got was more than well deserved. Ronan handed me his phone.
“Call your parents and tell them you are with me and will be the whole weekend.”
“Ok--Wait what do you mean the whole weekend!”
“Nicholas, don’t make me be the one to call your parents.”
Dialing my mother’s cell number she picked up almost immediately.
"Nick, why are you not home yet it is two AM."
"I'm with Ronan. I'm .. Uh spending the weekend with him."
“Nick, are you sure that's a smart idea honey.”
Looking at Ronan I was quick to reply.
“Yes, I think so.”
Saying my goodbyes, I hung up with my mother and gave Ronan back his phone and settled back into the seat. Ronan's pack land would be coming up soon. That sobered me up pretty freaking quick. Fear bubbled in my stomach at the thought of being on his land and in his home. His den.
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