The Greatest Fight of All (The American Soldier Collection 5)

Amelia took a deep breath then looked up Murphy’s cell number, then sent a group message to the four of them. She chuckled as she typed her message. In order to talk to my boyfriends at once, I need to send a group message. God, being in a ménage relationship was funny and different. She instantly smiled, as she typed the words “I miss you guys. See you tomorrow.”

* * * *

Velma and Regan were waiting in the hallway for Amelia to exit the bathroom. Somehow, Tucker and his buddies cornered them.

“Let go of me, Tucker. I’m not interested in you. Never have been and never will be,” Velma said as she tried to pull away from Tucker.

“Release my sister!” Regan yelled as one of Tucker’s friends wrapped an arm around her w

aist and pulled her back against him.

“You got a really sweet body, honey. How about we all go party at our place?” He licked across Regan’s neck. Velma watched in horror as Regan tried to pull away.

“Leave her alone,” Velma said, pulling from Tucker’s hold. He went to grab her and she ducked, but then turned around and caught his fist. She screamed and grabbed her mouth.

“Get away from them.”

Velma saw Amelia. She shoved the guy that was holding Regan away as two guys in black followed her. Velma figured they were bouncers as they each grabbed Tucker’s two friends.

Amelia approached and Tucker grabbed her hand.

“I’ll take you instead.” He pulled Amelia to the back exit door. Velma and Regan screamed for help as they tried to stop Tucker.

* * * *

Amelia attempted to pull her hand from Tucker’s but it was no use.

“Let go of me. I swear, you’ll regret this.”

He stopped, pulled her against his chest and gripped her chin.

“I already regret not taking you sooner. You’re fucking four guys. You probably like it rough. I got some friends at the house. We’ll keep you busy.”

He grabbed her hair and pulled her toward his truck. She could hear Velma and Regan screaming in the distance. Something came over her. Fear, anger at being treated this way by another man. One she didn’t know and even told him to leave her alone.

“I’m not going with you,” she told him and he shoved her hard against the car door. Her hip hit the metal and she felt the sting of pain. Something sharp was on the door. She slapped at his chest and he shoved her back against the car again. She lost her breath, saw the anger in his eyes, and knew she was in serious trouble. Not again. Never again.

Tucker pulled open his door and grabbed her. She threw a right hook, hitting his chin. He lowered his shoulder, picked her up, ripping her skirt in the process, and tossed her up and into the truck.

She kicked at him then slid down off the seat and onto the ground, scraping her thigh in the process. She heard screaming and then male voices, when suddenly Regan and Velma attacked Tucker. They were hitting him and pulling him away from Amelia until another two bouncers took over.

“Amelia, are you okay?” Regan asked as she and Velma helped her to stand up.

“Miss, are you okay? An ambulance is on the way,” some guy said, and Amelia hugged Regan and Velma.

“Why do these things keep happening to me? Why?” Amelia closed her eyes as the pain began to set in.

* * * *

Amelia refused to go to the hospital to get checked over. She had a large bruise on her lower back after Tucker shoved her against the truck. Her lip was sore and slightly swollen and she had a large scrape from sliding down onto the ground.

The police came and so did the cavalry. By the time she finished signing papers with the police officers along with Regan and Velma to press charges, the men had arrived. Included in the bunch were Jonas and his two brothers as well as Galen and his three brothers.

“Amelia!” Amelia saw Ricky, Murphy, Brody, and Waylon coming toward them. She lowered her eyes and turned toward Regan. Regan placed an arm over her shoulder and Amelia pulled the blanket that the paramedic gave her tighter against her body. When the men saw her injuries, her torn skirt and cuts, they were going to flip out.

“It will be okay,” Regan whispered.

“I know. I just want to go home, Regan. My head is pounding,” Amelia said.