#this really just hits differently when you know what ends up happening huh 😔

[artemiseamoon]

The Longest Ride 7 - Finale

Devyn x Vince

Final chapter: Reckoning or redemption

Words: 2,055

Warnings: none

An: we’ve reached the end. 😔 I really enjoyed these two & the experience of writing this. It didn’t get an audience, but who knows what the coming months will bring. To the few who did join for the ride, thank you so much for reading. We were a little cozy club. 💕

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Stopping at the red light, Devyn glances over at Vince. He’s gazing out the window. He was quiet most of the morning, she understood why. Whatever happens at the table today would be life changing. Her eyes linger on him a little longer before darting up to the rear view mirror, Duke is asleep in the back seat.

-Flashback - the night before ( a hotel out of town)

Vince’s lips were soft against her knuckles as he kissed them, one by one. “I called it. You’d be out halfway through the movie.”

Devyn opened her eyes and glanced up at him, “I'm completely awake.”

His deep laugh vibrates in his chest, she holds him a little tighter then rests eyes on the screen. Her heavy lids slowly close. Minutes later, Vince can tell she’s asleep again by the sound of her breathing.

“Ah, it's alright baby, get some sleep, “Vince kissed the top of her head, burying his nose in her hair. He takes a moment to admire her before grabbing the remote and turning the tv off. “We have a big day tomorrow.”

“Mmmhmm.” she mumbled.

Vince glanced down and smiled. He didn’t know how tomorrow would go, if Jax would act on impulse and try to kill him on the spot, or if Devyn's pleas would make a difference. Vince closed his eyes, enjoying the warmth of her body against his. A light breeze dances through the curtains.

“I love you.” He whispered, his voice warm and deep.

Devyn opens her eyes and lifts herself up so she can see him. His gaze is soft, vulnerable. Devyn holds his face with her hands, looking deeply into his eyes.

“I love you, Vince.”

-Flashback over -

Just before the light changes, Devyn sets her eyes on the road again. A few seconds later she hears Vince laughing.

“What you got against the steering wheel?” He asked.

“Huh?” She glanced at him then back at the road.

“Baby, you’re holding on to it for dear life.”

“I didn’t realize,” she loosens her grip and takes a deep breath. They hit another red light.

“Hey,” he said softly, her eyes met his. Vince holds the side of her face and draws Devyn into a quick kiss. “Stop worrying.”

“Impossible, but thanks for the kiss.” She smiled at him, then stole one more kiss before the light changed.

Vince turns on the radio and exhales back against the seat. When a song he likes comes on, he turns it up. While singing along, his eyes occasionally shift to Devyn, she’s singing too. V ince rests a hand on her thigh with a squeeze. They just had to get past today. Then the world was theirs for the taking.

…

Back in Charming, they make a brief stop at Sabines and drop Duke off. After a couple of minutes, they head to the Clubhouse and park a block away. Once they exit the car, Devyn pulls Vince into a hug.

Its bittersweet being here. Bitter because the worse could happen. Sweet because it could mean freedom, a new life, a fresh start. Though Jax and her have drifted apart, she hoped he would honor her wish. There was no fixing all the things that went wrong with them, but he could give her this. Deep down, she hoped some parts of old Jax remained, the parts of him that would spare Vince’s life.

Vince moves his arms from around her neck and cups her face with his hands. His brown eyes are full of emotion as he speaks, “I don’t know how long this will take.”

Devyn swallows the lump in her throat, “yeah.”

Reluctantly, Vince steps away, breaking the hug. “You should head back to Sabine’s. Until it’s over.”

“No. I’ll be right here, no matter how long it takes.” She shoves her hands in her pockets.

Vince forces a smile, then turns away from her. Devyn leans back against the car, watching as he heads to the clubhouse. The worst case scenario continues to replay in her mind, her chest tightens.

“Vince, wait!”

She opens the backseat, grabs the kutte, then locks the car. Up ahead, Vince stops in place, he’s looking back at her now. Devyn tucks the kutte under her left arm and jogs over to him.

“Here,” she hands it off, Vince takes it, “I’m going in with you.”

“You don’t have to do that.” Vince rubs her shoulder. “If shit gets nasty in there, I don’t want you to see -”

Devyn stands on her toes to rest her forehead against Vinces. “I’m going in with you. And I’ll wait outside because I have to believe you are walking out of that door, intact, in one piece.” She pauses, looking deeply into Vinces eyes. “If he sees me, it will soften him up. I know it.”

Vince shakes his head and sighs, “you know him better than I do. I’ll trust you on this baby.”

She pulls his face closer and kisses him. “Okay, let’s go.”

Walking hand and hand, they turn the corner toward the clubhouse.

…

Alternating between pacing and sitting, it feels like hours have passed by. Upon entering the clubhouse some time ago, all the air was sucked out of the room at the sight of them. She could see the way the guys tensed up and looked to Jax for his response. This place that used to feel like home, was anything but now. This group that once felt like family, was now a bunch of strangers.

Jax was still, unmoving, his blue eyes cold as ice. But she knew him, she knew behind his chilly stare was something else, a glimpse of all the emotion he was holding back and burying deep inside.

Devyn didn’t stay long, she made herself seen then walked out. From then on, the waiting started. Whenever she dared to move closer to the front door, she could hear elevated voices from time to time, but thankfully nothing that sounded like a brawl, or worse, a gun.

When the front door finally opens, Devyn jumps up from the bench and walks over cautiously. Wringing her hands, she holds her breath to see who comes out. Jax appears with a cigarette between his fingers. Devyn peaks past him, trying to see inside the clubhouse.

“Where is he?” She asked, her question full of concern.

Jax takes a drag of the cigarette, his eyes fixed on her. “He’s fine.” He said, his words emotionless.

When Devyn lunges forward to get inside, he blocks her with his body and tosses the cigarette. Grabbing her by the shoulders, Jax forcibly moves her aside. Devyn pushes against him.

“Listen to me!” Jax raises his voice. “He’s fine. Just like you wanted.”

Devyn stares at him wildly, her heart pounding in her chest.

“No blood. Kept it clean, “his jaw tenses, “I’ll honor your wish, Devyn. But I don't want to see his face in my town. The only reason he’s alive - is because of you.”

She wiggles out of his grip and takes a step back. Devyn wants to believe his words but won’t until she see’s Vince for herself.

“We’re gone, Jax. I’m leaving Charming.”

Jax lowers his head and sneers. His eyes land on the tossed cigarette, he rubs it out with his foot.

The sound of oncoming footsteps pulled her eyes back to the doorway. Vince appears behind Jax and makes his way over to her. Jax turns his head, watching Vince’s movements. Both men’s body language is tense, rigid.

Devyn sighs with relief and turns to Vince, “you okay?” she whispered. When she blinks, tears stream down her cheeks. Vince wipes then away.

“Yeah. I’m alright. Let’s go.”

Devyn reaches for his hand; she interlaces her fingers in his. “Let's go.”

Devyn and Vince turn to leave. They take a few steps away from the clubhouse when Devyn glances back, Jax is still standing there. The tension in his expression is replaced by a heaviness, a sadness. Jax nods gently, breaks eye contact, then disappears back into the clubhouse.

…

5 months later

Devyn carries the pitcher of water outside and waters the first flower bed. It’s a nice day out. The New Mexico heat took some getting used to. Still, she fell in love with this place. Moving over to the next flower bed, she hears the familiar bike drive up. Smiling to herself, she continues to tend to the flowers.

“There’s my girl.”

Vince parks the bike and sets the helmet down. Devyn stands, leaving the pitcher on the ground. Vince wraps his arms around her waist before she can fully turn around, he covers the side of her face with kisses.

“Oh my favorite greeting,” she coos, leaning into it and holding his arms.

“How’s business today?” He asked.

“For now, slow. A few sales earlier, one of them pretty big. I have two clients later,” she faces him, they make eye contact, “want some lunch? Or did you eat at Joe’s?”

“I could eat,” he pauses, “Joe’s retiring. Giving up the shop.”

“Oh no, really?”

Joe was an older guy, in his late 60s, like the father Vince always wanted. He owned and operated a bike shop and was a lifelong motorcycle enthusiast. He was never in a club, but wanted to be. Him and Vince became instant friends, Joe also gave Vince a job repairing bikes. Joe was an intense yet sweet guy. He didn’t have any family left and took Vince in as a son, he doted on Devyn too. In 5 months time, Joe was family.

Vince smiled, “baby, we’re about to own a bike shop. He’s leaving it to me.”

“What! Oh my god, congrats baby.” Devyn kisses him, “let’s go inside, I’ll order something. Tell me all about it.”

She takes him by the hand, leading him inside the shop. Over lunch, Vince fills her in. They talk about their day and future plans. Before finishing up, Devyn steps away briefly to help some customers in the shop.

When she returns, Vince is working on clearing the table. Devyn stands behind him and rubs his shoulders. He moans and stops what he’s doing.

“That feels good.”

“You deserve it,” she brings her lips to his ear, “want to come back at 8, be client number three?”

“Do I get the deluxe package?” He grins, glancing back at her.

“The deluxe package is exclusive to you, and you alone.”

Vince brings his lips to Devyn's in a kiss. “I love seeing you happy.” He said, admiring her.

Devyn grabs his shoulders. “I am happy. And you, I know you had to lose something you really wanted to get here. I’m sorry about that.”

“Hey,” Vince caresses her face, “what I tell you about that? Don’t even worry about it. I’m just a guy who loves bikes. No club, no kutte, “ he shrugs, “but I don't need those things. Look at us, doing what we love," he pauses to kiss her forehead and thread his fingers in her hair, “we got a nice ass roof over our heads…and most importantly, we got each other. I’d pick you over a pack of sweaty guys in leather any day.”

Devyn takes a deep savoring breath and holds Vince tighter. From the moment she laid eyes on him, he quickened her pulse and made her heart race. Though getting here was difficult, she’d choose Vince a thousand times. This is home. This is peace. This is everything she ever wanted.

Her alarm goes off in the background. Her client would be here in 20 minutes. Devyn focuses on Vince, stroking his arms while gazing at him, “we did it. We made it.”

“Hell yeah we did,” he playfully bites her lower lip, “go on, I’ll clean this up. Get ready for your client.” He slaps her ass with a chuckle.

“Be back at 8 handsome.” She steals a kiss and heads out of the room.

Vince grins, “You bet your sweet ass I will.”

Devyn peaks inside the room and winks before disappearing down the hall.

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[sk3tch404]

LMAOOO what if I was hackerman Nonny all along? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°): "r u lost bbgrill?"

JKJK I don't think I have enough power to type with his ultra long Snapchat girl acrylic nails unfortunately 😔 that's exactly why my nails are always short af for maximum keyboard comfort

Yeah those darned creepypastas (affectionate) actually immunised me to nightmares in the end huh, talk about having the opposite of the intended effect lol

Elaborating on that Jason dream, I was in some small dilapidated room when I fought him, the dream was very much horror game inspired, because that room was one of many, it was basically like a liminal space house maze and Jason was the one chasing me through the various halls&rooms with the typical shitty lighting.

Apparently dream!me had enough of this shit though, so when he eventually cornered me in a dead end, I just straight up picked up an abandoned bat(or maybe it was actually rusty crowbar, because of a later scene I just remembered) and hit him on the side of his head after I dodged his Machete attack. I was apparently strong enough to K.O. him with just that one hit, which I couldn't really complain about because why would I lmao

After knocking him out I wondered wth I was gonna do now, because even though I defeated my primary concern, I still didn't know the way out of this maze. That was, until I noticed a vent in the corner (this was before amogus I swear- it was like 2014~2015) so I forced it open and crawled into it, chalk it up to dream logic because for some reason I thought this would get me outside faster.

So I was crawling in the vents and just as I was about to reach the outside(at least that's what it felt like because I saw light) I heard the mf sounds of smth crawling really fast and rapidly approaching me in the vents. I then woke up w/o any sort of closure ._.

Back to the discussion(and making this ask bible length again because ig that's my anon gimmick 👉🥲👉)

AYO YOU HAD A RISOTTO DREAM?? BRO WHAT- ID GIVE EVERYTHING TO HAVE THAT (;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`)

The only jjba dream I've had was about going on a shopping date with Bruno in a big mall, where we got a big sea turtle plushie and saw Abbacchio(he didn't play a big role in the dream, he was more of a cameo really lmao). Don't think I've ever had one of HxH though, but meeting Chrollo would certainly be interesting (inbefore he decimates me if I ever dream of him 😔) can we trade dreams? 👉👈 /hj

Also about that Man Door Hand Hook Car Door thing I was talking about. Yes it's the story you're thinking of BUT it's a special shitpost version of it, like it's written in extremely broken English, you have to read it for yourself because it's hilarious as hell 😂

Take your time with responding to my asks honestly, because it definitely takes a while to read&respond to something as big as my essays, considering how long it takes me to even write&correct them myself lmao the writing burnout is real (I got sidetracked like 5 different times while writing this one, this includes me correcting an old "script" for a 20 minute English presentation I had to do last year, which never ended up happening anyway, because the teacher straight up forgot I still had to do the presentation 💀💀 so correcting it was absolutely useless actually :,))

the only thing I was really worried about, was the possibility of tumblr eating my asks, because as you've already seen, they're super long, so it'd get instant eMOtioNAL DAmAge if they were to ever get lost (;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`) but luckily they didn't so I can rest easy 😌

And finally, TELL ME ABOUT THAT RECENT DREAM 👀👀 YOU CANT JUST HINT ABOUT HAVING AN INTERESTING DREAM AND THEN NOT TELL ME WHEN ITS BASICALLY DREAM SHARING HOURS (unless it's due to your writing burnout, if that's the cause, take your time, no need to hurry of course^^)

-Ren'py anon

Omg you've actually been hacker nonny all along? 😱😱😱 IM UR #1 FAN PLEASE

Jk lol but wouldn't it be nice to have the ability to type with long hot pink nails and SLAY while doing too? 😪

That Jason dreams of yours is so REAL. I HATE UGLY BADLY RENDERED 3D HORROR MAZES. It's giving free mobile games 🙄

AND YESSSS YOU DID THAT! ONE SHOT HIS ASS BECAUSE YOU THE CRAZIEST BITCH ON THAT MAZE BLOCK 😝 But fr that vent part sounds scary asf 😭

I can take vent mechanics in games but oh my god I HATE IT WHEN THE ENEMY CAN FOLLOW YOU INTO THEM. Jason probably just shrank to vent size or smth idk (or maybe it was the Rake coming for revenge again 💀)

RENPY NONNY YOU DO NOT WANT TO EVEN MAKE EYE CONTACT WITH RISOTTO. I ASKED HIM ONE CASUAL QUESTION AND HE SAID NO. IT WASN'T WEIRD BUT OH MY GOD MY FUCKING HEART STOPPED FOR A SECOND.

I SAID OK, RAN AWAY AND HE LOWKEY CAME AFTER ME??? IDK ALL I KNEW WAS I WAS GETTING LESS AND LESS CONTROL OF THE DREAM AND WAS TRYING TO RUN. LORDIE IS HE TERRIFYING 💀💀💀

CHROLLO IS TOO. He was like, obsessed with my cousin and we were playing this tag game with a lot of other people. He caught her, But I guess we had multiple lives. When she poofed into thin air, he was PISSED.

Then he suddenly looked at me. OH MY FUCKING GOD HIS EYES WERE SO INTENSE. IT WAS WITH MURDEROUS INTENT I SWEAR, NOTHING ELSE. I TURNED MY STUPID ASS AROUND AND RANNNNNN FOE MY LIFE.

I got to a safe distance and was cursing my ass off. This dude was there and told me to stop cursing so much. LIKE NO. DO YOU KNOW WHAT I JUST WENT THROUGH? NOOOO SO DO THE HOKEY POKEY AND SHUT THE FUCK UP.

But on a brighter note, at least you had dad Bruno on a shopping sate with you 😭 you even got a hot Abbachio cameo. AN ABBA CAMEO ARE YOU KIDDING ME?

YES WE CAN TRADE DREAMS. ONLY THE JOJO AND CHROLLO ONES THO, I DON'T WANT NONE OF THAT JASON AND RAKE 😰

I will never get that special experience of being Bilingual and foreign to mainly English, and reading badly translated stories 😠😠😠

And yes I have been taking time working and answering asks, especially yours! Im just glad we're on the same page with all the spelling correction and how everything looks in general. I enjoy how you have so much on your mind and try to share as much as you can within one ask! I really love having honest and fun conversations on serious and stupid topics.

I've just been taking time to live life and work on games and such. If it seems like I haven't answered your ask for a while, please don't worry! I'm just taking a small break from writing since dialogue writing for Ren'py and a recent commission has drained me ^^ please no more EmOTioNaL dAmAGe for you Renpy anon 😭

My recent 'interesting dream' was basically me trying to save my friends/family from these really hot yanderes. Mind you I have NEVER seen these men in my life. Not even in fiction.

One of them kind of looked like Ren or whatever that red haired guy with goggles from Final Fantasy name is. The other I think had white hair or something idk. My memory is really foggy because you can't remember faces you haven't seen url while in dreams.

I was driving on the street in a suburban neighborhood in this race car/go cart thing (I know it sounds goofy but it was kind of cool ok) It kind of looked like my old neighborhod streets back in Wisconsin. Anyway, AIN'T NOBODY WAS PARKING RIGHT. Crooked asf, not even on the side of the road, but like SIDE WAY IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD.

Who do they think they are? Walter White??? 😷

Anyway the yanderes pulled up not too far behind me and I legit started to panic, but I took this chance to assassinate the people I were trying to save in the back of the car with a rifle? Idk maybe I was trying to shoot their seatbelts off lmao 😋

The bullets phased not only though the car but the hostages. While I was doing that, the yanderes (who were in suits btw) were acting like the traffic police and telling people to fix their shit in the middle of the night very nicely (they were assholes 😤)

Right then I guess they were ignoring me, but it skipped to a struggle in their car? It was different from the one the darlings were in. We were fighting about it and I guess my torso was sticking out of the window while I was holding onto a stick with decorative pink lights loosely on it. The red haired one was fighting me, but then I think I said something that made him stop me from flying out of the car.

I legit think that I reminded him of his darling (because it probably one of my family members BLEUGH 😷) He looked at me with these crazy ass eyes and this insane shocked look. Like, you know the yandere girl from the game Crimson Gray, and the image of when she saves the protag from killing himself. Yeah looked just like that.

He then said, "Do that again."

I WAS FUCKING FREAKED DUDE. I WAS SO CONFUSED AND SAID, "WHAT?"

HE JUST TOLD ME TO MAKE THAT EXPRESSION AGAIN AND I WAS SOOOO CREEPED OUT MAN.

After that he drove me to this school and told me if I could do 100 do-dares, then he would let my friends/family go. I think I also had to do some other things, but I don't remember.

After I entered through those doors, the girls already stared giving me dirty ass looks 💀 LIKE BITCH WTF YOU LOOKING AT? SHIT IM JUST TRYNA GO TO THE BATHROOM BEFORE I DO THESE DUMBASS DO-DARES MAN. NO WONDER HE SENT ME TO THIS SCHOOL TO DO THESE STUPID DARES. Y'ALL ARE MESSY ASF.

Anyway I went to my first class and the teacher passively told me to focus because I was zoning out. I got angry at her and starting arguing with her.

I can't zone out now? Damn it's not like I'm human or anything, AND YO CLASS BORING AS SHIT. By the end of class she just got real frustrated and the class got a free show so that was okay I guess.

After class there were these 'special' vans outside the school that do all sorts of business. I tried one of them and by the end, I didn't get to do anything bc an old friend of mine just took me away to hang with her? Like, the dude was gonna wait for me in the bathrooms (ew) but this girl really went and snatched me up for herself 😭

It was this dating thingy and the only reason I followed the dude who ran the van is because he told me the guys weren't nasty or disrespectful (which was probably a lie but whatever)

That's where it ended.

MY GOD I NEEEEEEED TO DREAM OF THIS PLACE AGAIN. THIS PLOT IS SO GOOD AND IM PROBABLY GONNA USE IT FOR A FUTURE GAME OR SMTH.

Ah I love talking about dreams, thanks for sending in this ask anon! I'm glad we could bond over our weird dreams <33