South Coast Brothers: Part One

by Hamford, Kacey

  “All I know is the clubhouse was blown up, we have to get to the hospital.” Heather looked back at Liam and Tegan who were still fast asleep.

  “I’ll stay with them,” Ashlyn said as she stepped forward. “Kelsey is with Carla.”

  Heather gripped hold of my hand, I squeezed hers back showing that I wouldn’t be leaving her.

  “Let’s go,” I urged.

  We quickly exited the clubhouse and I jumped into the driver’s seat of Heathers car, Mason and Solar climbed onto their bikes with Mason leading and Solar behind us. It was an hour and a half to the hospital he was taken to.

  Once I had the car parked, we rushed into the reception and Heather asked for Blade; we were waiting for the nurse to find out the information.

  “Heather.” I tugged on her hand and when she looked at me I nodded my head to over her shoulder where Blade was standing. His clothes were black and dirty, his shoulder was in a sling and his face had cuts and bruises.

  “Kade!” Heather called out as she went running towards him, she stopped just in front of him and he held out his good arm for her and she flung herself towards him. It was a relief to know that he was ok.

  “You ok?” Mason asked as he stepped up beside me and placed his hand in mine. The warmth from his touch enveloped my body and I calmed down, seeing that Blade was ok was a relief.

  “Yeah, I was scared then for a minute. What if she had lost him?”

  “Then we would have helped her any way that we could.” He placed a kiss on my cheek and I turned to face him.

  “I’m glad to be home, I’m sorry we haven’t had much time together since I’ve been back.” I told him, turning to face him.

  “I’m sure you’ll find a way to make it up to me.” He smiled, wiggling his eyebrows. “Come on.” He pulled on my arm and we strolled over to Blade and Heather.

  “You ok, man?” Mason asked.

  “Yeah, just a dislocated shoulder and a few cuts and bruises. Wayne is in surgery, something about shrapnel lodged into his head or something. Sounded like they were talking in a different language.” He tightened his grip around Heather and kissed the top of her head.

  “I’m going to stay until Wayne is out of surgery, you go back with Mason and Cammie, sugar.”

  “But…” she started to protest.

  “I’m fine, I’ll be back in a couple of hours.” He raised her head by her chin and kissed her. “I love you.”

  “Love you, too.”

  Heather and I got back to the car and made the journey home, Mason followed behind us on the bike and Solar stayed at the hospital so he could bring Blade back.

  Cammie

  Blade and Heather had stayed with us for the past two weeks whilst he recuperated. I helped out with the kids and had a blast doing it, they were growing up so fast and I knew that I would miss them lots when they decided to go back to Devon. Blade had been voted as the new Prez for the Devon Destroyers MC and he had just purchased a rundown hotel on the outskirts of Devon. All the members were helping to restore it. It had three floors and the top floor was being converted into a home for Blade, Heather and the kids to live with a separate entrance at the back of the building so when the kids were older, they didn’t have to go through the clubhouse to get to their home.

  “You ok, babe?” Mason asked as he sat next to me on the swings in the children’s playground.

  “I just feel a little lost now, with Heather and the kids gone. I contacted Dan to see if the job was still available and he said it was mine if I wanted it. I start next week.”

  “Cammie,” Mason complained.

  “Please don’t. I need to do this.” I angled my body towards him and he was looking at me, smiling. He had on blue denim jeans, a white t-shirt and his leather cut, I could see the outline of his muscles on his chest and I wanted to run my tongue over them.

  “I have a surprise for you.”

  “Do you?” My eyebrows rose and I smiled. “Gimme.” I held out my hands for my gift.

  “It won’t fit in your hands, sweetheart.” He chuckled.

  “Oh. When do I get it?” I eagerly asked, I wasn’t great with patience.

  “Let’s go now.” He stood up and held his hand out for me. I quickly slipped mine into his and got to my feet, I loved surprises. I figured he was leading me towards the clubhouse but when we passed the door and was standing by his bike, I was confused. He passed me my helmet and I was about to push it onto my head when someone called his name. We looked behind us to see Titch standing there.

  “I’ll be quick,” he said before he kissed me quickly and jogged over to where Titch was standing. I couldn’t hear them but they looked like they were having a serious conversation. Once Titch disappeared, Mason hung his head and shook it like he had bad news. His hand searched in his pocket as he started making his way back towards me, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. After only taking a couple of drags, he threw it on the floor and stomped it out, I rose my eyebrows in question.

  “I’m trying to cut back.” He laughed. “It’s not working too well.”

  “Everything ok?” I asked as I placed my hand on his chest where his leather jacket opened, eager to feel his muscles.

  “Yeah. Come on, I wanna show you your surprise.” I stepped back as Mason swung his leg over the bike and got comfortable. I climbed on behind him, making sure I was nice and close. We took off out of the compound and down the road. I loved the feeling of riding with him, he was happiest on a bike and I loved that I got to share that with him.

  We didn’t travel far, only about ten minutes away from the clubhouse, we turned onto a street called Mulberry Drive. I wondered who we were visiting this time. The houses were small, looked like two floors, they all had driveways and a garden out the front and there were some kids playing football at the end of the road. It was a dead end, no way through. I would have loved to have grown up in a place like this. Mason pulled the bike onto the driveway and turned the engine off. I climbed off and removed my helmet, shaking my hair out.

  “Who lives here?” I asked as he climbed off and placed his helmet and mine onto the bike seat. He gathered my hand in his and led me up the two steps that led onto the front porch. I tried to catch a glimpse in the living room window but I couldn’t see anything. Mason used a key to get inside and I quickly followed him in, it was empty and bright as the sun shone through the house.

  “Welcome home, baby,” Mason whispered into my ear before kissing me on the cheek.

  “What?” I asked as I took a step back. Was I hearing him right? Did he say welcome home?

  “This house is all ours.” He spread his arms out to the side and then leant against the banisters to the stairs.

  “Oh my God!” I squealed running past him and into the kitchen at the end of the hall. The kitchen had patio doors that led to a large garden, a shed was sitting at the end next to a small pond and the patio area had a built in barbeque. The kitchen looked like it was brand new, the cupboards were cream with silver handles, a large stainless steel sink and a breakfast bar that had the oven built in to it. I looked up and Mason was standing in the doorway watching me.

  “Are you being serious? Is this really all ours?”

  “All ours, baby.” He smiled. I ran up to him, kissed him quickly before I darted into the living room, it was a large room with a built in fire place. I could imagine loads of nights in here cuddled up in front of the fire with my kindle and my man.

  “Wanna see our bedroom? Where we will be spending ninety five percent of our time?”

  “Ninety five percent of our time?” I crossed my arms over my chest and looked at him.

  “Hell yeah.” He sauntered over to me, bent down and threw me over his shoulder.

  “Mason, what are you doing, put me down.” I laughed as he ran up the stairs, I was put on my feet once we were in the room. “Wow, this room…” I was speechless. We were standing in the doorway and in front of us was a large bedroom with two large windows, one had a
window seat and the other led out to a small balcony. The view was breath taking, the sea stretched on for miles and it looked calm and peaceful. “It’s beautiful,” I sighed, feeling at home here already.

  “It sure is.” I turned my head as he spoke and noticed that he was looking at me, not at the view. I blushed slightly and he strolled towards me. “What’s this?” he asked stroking my cheeks where I had blushed.

  “I’m just not use to getting compliments,” I quietly told him.

  “Let me show you the en-suite.”

  “It has an en-suite?” I asked excitedly. He nodded and pulled me towards the door in the far corner of the room.

  “Open it,” he told me and I pushed the door open. The room was a lot bigger than I thought it would be. There was a large corner bath at the far end of the room, a walk in shower and a set of his and hers sinks.

  “Oh, Mason, I love it.” I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him on the underside of his jaw. We were moving again and I didn’t complain, I loved how he could move me so easily with his strength.

  “Here are the other two rooms.” He placed me back on my feet once again.

  “Two rooms? This house doesn’t look big enough outside to have three bedrooms.” He opened the doors up and they were both decent sizes. We could easily get a double bed in both, these rooms would be prefect for Heather and the kids when they wanted to stay.

  “Then we can extend over the garage if we need to.” Extend? Why would need to extend this house is plenty big enough for the two of us.

  “This is perfect for us two.” I wound my arms around his waist and laid my head on his chest.

  “And perfect for when we decide to fill the rooms with babies, though if we have more than two then we will have to extend, eventually.”

  “What? Babies?” I was stunned, speechless. He wanted kids? Why did I let it get this far? I should have been upfront with him and told him that we didn’t have a future together if he was looking for a family. I couldn’t go through that again.

  “Mason, I didn’t know that you wanted a family. I… I can’t…” He cut me off.

  “Yeah, at least a couple. I know you’re too young at the minute. We have plenty of time. Want to see your other surprise?”

  A couple? He wants at least a couple of kids? My face flushed, my heart battered against my chest and my stomach dropped. I was going to have to give him up, I couldn’t move in here with him. We would be better if we parted ways now. How was I going to do that? Leave him? I stepped away from him, tears running down my face.

  “Cam, what’s wrong?” He palmed my face and looked into my eyes.

  “I’m sorry, Mason. I can’t live here with you.”

  “Don’t give me that, you love the house, I just watched you run about all excited. What’s going on?” I pulled out of his grasp and took another step away.

  “We’re not meant to be together, this won’t work. I don’t want children. I can’t give that to you Mason.”

  “Then we don’t have children…”

  “No, that’s not fair on you. You just said you wanted at least two. You’ll find that with someone else.” I unzipped my leather jacket and went to take it off, to give it back to him.

  “If you take that jacket off, so help me God, I will not be happy,” he growled at me. “You love me Cammie, I know you do.”

  “Yes, I do love you, Mason, more than anything…”

  “Shit.” He cut me off as he pulled his ringing phone out of his pocket. “What?” He barked into the phone. “Fuck, I’ll be right there.” After he hung up, he looked at me. “I need to get back to the club.” He grabbed hold of my hand as he walked past and I quietly followed him. Was this it? Were we going to part ways? My heart was breaking inside, would I actually be able to walk away from him? Could I have kids in order to keep him? The thought alone terrified me. I kept quiet as we rode back to the clubhouse, tears were silently streaming down my face. I looked up as we started to slow down, Drake started to open the gates for us to get through and the sight of the clubhouse, my home, made me cry even more. I was about to lose everything. As soon as the bike was parked, I jumped off and pulled my helmet off. As I walked by, I hung it on the handlebars and headed for the clubhouse doors.

  “Cammie, wait!” Mason shouted. I ignored him and carried on. Should I leave straight away? Did we need to talk more? “Cammie,” Mason growled as he gripped my forearm and spun me around. “Oh, baby.” He enveloped me in his arms and I cried even more, clutching onto him. “I don’t need to have a baby.”

  “Yes, you do…”

  “I need you more, Cammie,” he mumbled, cutting me off. I nuzzled my head into his chest and tried to memorise his smell, his touch and his love for me.

  “No, you can’t say that. I can’t have you resenting me in the future because you never got the family you wanted.”

  “I don’t understand, why don’t you want children? You were great with Emily the other week?”

  “I just don’t. I love you, Mason, so much. It kills me to walk away from you but I’m not what you need or want.” I unwound myself from him, stepped on my tiptoes and kissed him briefly on the lips. “Goodbye.”

  “No, you don’t get to do that. You are everything to me, everything. I only want you in my life. I’m so in love with you, Cammie, I bought us a house to grow old in together…”

  “You bought it?” I was stunned, I thought we would be renting it.

  “Yes, because that’s how much I love you. I never wanted to leave the clubhouse before, but with you I want so much more.”

  “But children…” I started.

  “I don’t need them like I do you.”

  “But…”

  “Come with me.” He took hold of my hand once again and strolled towards the back of the clubhouse. I had to trot along to keep up with his long strides.

  “VP,” Titch said nodding his head at Mason.

  “Open the door,” Mason demanded. I saw Titch look over his shoulder at me. “I said open the damn door.” Titch jumped and his hands fiddled with the lock on the door before he pushed it open. Mason turned to me and placed his hands on my face.

  “There’s gonna be blood and shit in here, can you handle that?” I nodded, not taking my eyes off his. He turned on his heel and led me into the room, the smell was eye watering; it was musty and foul smelling. I had to reach up to cover my nose. Mason led me over to two men tied in the middle of the room.

  “Does this show you how much I love you? That I’d do anything for you?”

  “Is that… Preppy?” He didn’t look too good, his head was slumped forward and there was a pool of blood around him. “Is he dead?”

  “Yeah, I’m afraid he bled out before we could have any fun with him. You need to trust in our love.”

  “Who’s that?” I pointed to the other guy who was watching us. I stepped closer to him and recognised him instantly. “Screw.” I remember him from the clubhouse, my stomach rolled and I thought I was going to throw up. He was always the guy that loved to tie us to a table so we couldn’t move and then rape us.

  “No, sweetheart, that’s switch.” I whipped my head around to look at him.

  “That’s not Switch, that’s Screw. He’s a Satan club member.”

  “What the fuck!” he roared. “Titch get in here, tell the Prez I need to call church, now!” While Mason’s back was turned to me, I looked around for something I could use as a weapon, I wanted to hurt this man, inflict pain on him. There was a table nearby with some knives on it. Perfect. I grabbed one and threw it at Screw quickly before Mason saw what I was doing. I threw one after another until I got the area I was aiming for. He screamed out and Mason looked over his shoulder, he started laughing when he saw what I had done. There was a knife sticking out from Screw’s crotch.

  “He won’t be using that again.” I wiped my hands on my jeans trying to get rid of the grime that was on the knives but it didn’t work.

  “Let’s get y
ou out of here, sweetheart.” He slung his arm over my shoulder and we walked away listening to Screw screaming about leaving the knife in his junk.

  Mason

  We had a new plan, Titch and Toes were going to use their torture techniques to try and get Screw to talk and I was going to be heading over to the Pirates MC to find out why we were given the wrong Intel. That sick bastard that tortured my Cammie was still out there and he needed to be dead.

  A drink was definitely needed and the Prez called a last minute party, he could see that we all needed to unwind; it was a party for the locals too. I didn’t know what the situation between me and Cammie was; would she stay? Had she already left?

  I walked into the bar and searched for Cammie, she was nowhere to be seen. I turned on my heel and headed for our room. If she had left, I would be tracking her down and dragging her here kicking and screaming if I needed to.

  “Cam?” I called out as I entered the room to see she wasn’t there.

  “Yeah?” She was in the bathroom, I pushed the door open and she was looking in the mirror putting make-up on. I stood still and just watched her. After a couple of minutes of not talking, she stopped what she was doing and angled her head towards me. “You ok?”

  “You didn’t leave?” I exhaled, relief coursing through my body.

  “No, should I have?” She frowned.

  “You threatened too.” I reached up and grabbed the door frame of the bathroom, causing my cut and t-shirt to rise up. I could see her eyes zone in on that part of my body almost instantly.

  “I don’t want to leave you, Mason.” She sighed. “Maybe I’ll feel differently about a baby in the future, I don’t know. But at the moment, I can’t promise you we’ll have one. I’m sorry.” She looked down at her hands fiddling with her make-up. I stalked into the room and stood in front of her. I waited until her eyes met mine.

  “I’ll be happy if it’s just me and you, forever. Oh and a dog.”

  “A dog? We’re getting a dog?” Her eyes lit up and I loved that I could do that to her.