Crimson: Satan's Savages MC Book One

by M. L. Beeson

  “Now this is a warm gel that I am applying to the wand and then we will get started.”

  The doctor places the wand on my lower belly.

  The gel was indeed warm, almost relaxing. Blade is right beside me, watching the doctor’s every move while looking like he’s ready to murder someone but is keeping his temper in check for me.

  The nurse turns the monitor so that Blade and I are able to see the black and gray screen. Turning a knob, the room is now filled with sounds of a heartbeat. Whoosh. Whoosh. Whoosh.

  “Ok, there is a heartbeat, that is good. Now I am going to take a few measurements to see how far along you are.”

  Blade must have noticed me holding my breath because he squeezes my hand and looks me in the eyes, instantly making me exhale, using his undeniable charm to bring me back to reality.

  “So, with the measurements, and the fact that baby has a heartbeat, I put you at about six weeks and three days. Everything looks good, the injuries didn’t seem to affect baby, which is great news!”

  The baby isn’t from being raped. The baby is Blade’s.

  CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

  BLADE

  The baby is mine. Holy shit. Trying not to let Ginger see me freaking the fuck out, I grab her tear stained face with both hands and give her a long, meaningful kiss. I had never imagined myself settling down and having a family. Holy fucking balls.

  With the shit with the leak, the new dealings with the Russians, looking for Benny, finding out Ginger had a kid of her own, and now my frail beauty laying in a hospital bed, broken, we find out she is pregnant with my baby. This just changed the whole god damned playing field. I cannot express the amount of stress I am feeling right now, it is off the charts. I can already feel myself prematurely balding. Fuck.

  “Blade? Auntie Meg?” I hear a small little voice squeak out very groggily “where are we?”

  Meg is brushing Crimson’s hair down trying to sooth her. “Baby, we are here to visit your mommy.”

  “Really!?” Crimson jumps off the sofa at mach-speed.

  Looking down at her, I can’t help but feel the protectiveness towards her that I feel towards her mother. Whisking her up, I turn around so that she can see her mom.

  “Mommy!”

  “Mommy is super sore, so you have to be careful. But would you like to sit with her?”

  Shaking her head yes at a rapid speed, I set her down with her mom. Taking a couple steps back, I sit on the sofa next to Meg watching Ginger and Crimson interact. Their bond is unbreakable. They have been apart for months and the love Ginger shows her daughter is amazing. This is what she needs to take her mind off of everything.

  “You doing alright with the bomb that was just dropped?” Meg genuinely cares enough to ask my feeling about the subject.

  “I am in shock, and with everything happening around me, it complicates more things than not. Besides all of that, yes I am doing alright.” I let out a long stressed-out breath, “I never pictured myself as a dad but with Ginger, I can see it.” When the fuck did I start sharing feelings? I am turning into a damn pussy.

  My phone starts buzzing in my pocket, breaking the awkward as fuck moment. Thank fuck. I drag it out and press the green button on the screen to answer it. “Yeah?”

  “Boss it’s Riley. I was leaving the hospital and saw a man with markings that match Benny’s lingering around the grounds. I called Leo and he brought the van. He is in the chamber waiting for you.”

  “Copy that, I will be right there.” I press end. Good work.

  Standing up and making my way to my girls. My girls, I could get used to that. I let them know I need to take care of a few things and that I will let them visit and be back after a while.

  My ride from the hospital to the clubhouse took longer than normal because I had my cage rather than my bike. I loved my pickup, but it didn’t get me places as quick as my bike. Pulling into the lot, I can hear the gravel noisily crunching under my big tires. I park close to the stairwell for the chamber, I turned the key off, leaving the keys in the ignition.

  I take a moment to pull out a joint and light it up. I need something to keep my head clouded enough from Ginger and the baby to focus on making Benny’s ass pay for what he did.

  Exhaling the smooth earthy smoke, I jog down the stairs and into the chamber. Keeping the joint between my lips, I walk into the room and see the one and only Benny sitting in a chair with his arms chained above him to the wall.

  Looking at the man in front of me, Benny and Draven could be twins, so there is no mistaking the man for someone else. They’re both pale white motherfuckers, with shaved heads, blue eyes, strong jawlines, scrawny as fuck, and obviously covered in their oh so prized swastikas. Fucking douchebags.

  “Well, look what the cat dragged in.” I take another long drag off the joint, rolling it between my fingers.

  “Fuck you Blade!” Benny yells.

  Feeling the rumble raising from my chest, I start to chuckle at his outburst. “So, you thought you could rip me off, take my girl, torture her, rape her, string her up to bleed out, and get away with it?”

  “You killed my little brother, the bitch needed to pay.”

  His words have me flying across the room, and landing a right hook into his jaw, knocking his ass out. Shit.

  “Get the salts to wake his ass up!” My bark has an extra bite to it when I yell at Rex.

  Rex, does exactly what he’s told, waking Benny up before tossing the salts on the table and roughing him up a bit. I couldn’t fault him or ask him to stop, all of my men wanted a piece of the low-life fucker that would do so much damage to a woman, let alone, a woman that has become a part of our family. They would all get their turn, but he was mine to kill.

  “I think, you should go grab Riley.” I suggest to Rex. Riley needed his turn. I saw how affected he was when Ginger was missing and especially when we found her beaten to a pulp.

  Meanwhile, I take another go at the sack of shit in front of me. Clenching my fists, I give him a couple shots to his stomach causing him to groan and cough out.

  “So, answer me this. If you wanted to get back at me so bad, why go after Ginger and not be a man and come after me yourself?”

  “Go fuck yourself.”

  “Wrong answer.” I grit out before hauling my knee nearly to my chest and kicking him square in the chest making his skull bounce off the wall.

  “Let’s try this again. Why Ginger? How did you know where she would be?”

  Smiling at me, he grunts, “you haven’t figured it out yet?”

  It is just me and Leo in the chamber with Benny, so I talk about the rat freely. “Who in my club has been feeding you information?”

  “Is that the question you should be asking? Or should it be, who infiltrated your little club?” Benny’s maniac laugh turns into coughing, he’s so winded from the beating he’s taken.

  “You will talk and tell me who the fuck is talking within this club! From where I am standing, you don’t have much of an option. I already freed all the women in the stables. They were taken in and placed in protective custody, you aren’t dealing arms to us anymore, I found a new supplier. You don’t have one person left in your family. Oh, and let’s not forget you are chained to my fucking wall, testing my last ounce of patience.”

  Picking up the joint that fell to the ground during my assault on Benny, I take a drag, drawing oxygen into the almost burnt out roach to bring it back to life. I inhale a strong hit while I wait for Riley.

  Hearing the heavy metal door open, I turn and see Riley’s face light up in and evil grin, eyes wide in anticipation.

  “Well kid, welcome to your first time in the chambers of hell. Do what you wish, but he is mine to kill. He almost killed my woman and child, so that right is mine!”

  Everyone looking at me with strained eyes took in the gravity of my words and all acknowledge my statement. Stepping to the side, I lean up against the steel table to watch and see what kind of damage Riley will infl
ict, while I finish off what small roach I had left of my joint. Benny will suffer, that is a fact.

  Letting the smoke enter and smoothly exit my lungs, I watch as Riley gets to work. Hearing loud grinding and crunching sounds, I am in a sadistic awe as Riley dislocates both of Benny’s arms. Doing even better, Riley takes it upon himself to set the joints back into place relieving the man for a matter of seconds before Riley walks over to the wall and grabbed a metal mallet from the wall of tools. Briskly shuffling Riley starts to question, Benny. “Why would you choose an innocent woman in all of this?”

  “Fu—” Benny didn’t get to finish his idiotic sentence before Riley took the mallet to his knee. Hitting it repeatedly, the skin tears and his flesh looks like a tenderized piece of meat.

  “Why Ginger? Why not grab one of the members?” Riley yells at Benny, demanding answers.

  Smirking and tilting his head sideways Benny finally replies, “she is the only thing that any of you fucks give a shit about. Prospects and whores are disposable, so why not take her and give her a good ‘ol beating and fucking, show her what it’s like to be with a real man.” He laughs, looking like a complete psychopath.

  Tossing my stub of a roach on the ground I run towards the man chained to the wall, and throw my full force into a punch directed at his throat.

  “You know something Benny, Ginger is one tough cookie. You may have beaten her, but you didn’t break her. She will live a good life, but you just signed your death warrant.”

  Looking towards Leo, I order, “go get the kid.”

  Leo was fetching the Aryan kid that we had kept in another room as collateral because he was the only one to give us any sort of information about Ginger and where the stables were as a ticket out of the lifestyle.

  Entertaining my fists, I give Benny a good old-fashioned beating, knocking almost all off his rotten teeth out. Watching the blood pour out of his body, I walk over and got a rag to wipe my own hands off. Last thing I need is this fucks blood tainting my skin. Once I’m done cleaning my hands, I walk over to Benny and shove the rag in his pathetic mouth to stop the groaning and hellacious noises he is making, it’s giving me a headache.

  Hearing the heavy door open and slam shut again, I watch as Benny’s eyes widen with pure shock. He had no idea we had something of his. Especially someone willing to give him up in return for a bus ticket and a little cash.

  “Now isn’t this ironic, you taunt me saying I haven’t figured my mole issue out, yet you had no idea that I had one of yours that was oh so willing to give up the location of the stables.”

  Getting right up in his face, I laugh at his ignorance and stupidity. “Don’t taunt someone when you don’t have a fucking leg to stand on!”

  “Ready to give me the name of the snitch? You know, before I make your death long and torturous. You never know I may make it quicker if you do,” I smirk.

  Shaking his head ‘no,’ I look at the young kid beside me. Placing my pistol in his hand, I let him enact his revenge. “You get one shot, don’t kill him.”

  With wide eyes and muffled screams, I watch Benny puff out his chest to the kid trying to stand up to him. Bang! One shot, the damn kid listens and shoots Benny right in the dick. Good for him. If he hadn’t have done it, I would have done it myself.

  Pulling my knife swiftly from my boot I march over to a very bloody and pitiful Benny and stab my seven-inch knife through his eye. Eye for an eye motherfucker. Not hesitating, I pull my gun from my waistband and hold it against his forehead.

  “You may not tell me who the snitch is, but I will find out, one way or another.” Bang! I shoot him point-blank between the eyes, ending it.

  Turning and looking at Leo, Rex, Riley, and the Aryan kid, I order, “clean this shit up and put the kid back in his room. I want to see if he has any information as to who the snitch is.”

  My head is already filled with too many thoughts to process. The one thing I do know is that I need to get cleaned up and head back to the hospital to see my girls.

  CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

  GINGER

  Blade left without saying much. I wonder what he had to take care of, then again, the last thing I want to worry about is where he is off too. Right now, I have my precious little girl in my lap and my best friend at my side. After the doctor gave me my meds for my headache, I felt a little groggy but not enough to not enjoy visiting.

  Hearing about everything I have missed over the past months has my heart breaking. Being physically beaten has nothing on the pain that I am feeling from missing out of over half a year of my daughter’s life. She has grown so much and her vocabulary consists of new sarcastic terms. I can’t help but smile, she is such a little spunk. She will be one strong willed woman one day and won’t take shit from anyone, I already admire her.

  After about an hour and a half of hearing about everything at home and how well Crimson is doing in her homeschooling sessions, my little one starts to yawn which has a domino effect towards me. Noticing my tired look, Meg offers to take Crim but I shake my head no.

  “So, you and this Blade character, huh? And why the hell haven’t you called regularly like you were supposed too? I was beyond worried sick!” She gives me her dominating pointed look demanding answers.

  “Well believe it or not, he saved me from getting assaulted by my old boss at the gas station. Looks like that was in vain. I still got assaulted but by four men,” Tears are spilling over the rim of my bottom eye lids again.

  “He saved me and gave me a job then we just kind of happened. I don’t know what else to say. We were just kind of casual, I wasn’t looking to get married or anything but now I am having his baby. What do I do Meg?”

  “Well first off babe, you need to rest and heal. You went through hell and back. You need to gain your strength for Crim and this new baby. We will figure it out one step at a time.” She comes over and gives me a sweet hug, resting her cheek on my forehead.

  “I agree, one step at a time, but do we stay here? Do we go home? There are women at the clubhouse that would literally love to see me dead. I don’t have an apartment anymore, you know that. I have been living with Blade in the clubhouse, I can’t raise kids in a clubhouse with whores walking around naked.”

  “Yes, I am with you on that one. Blade hasn’t taken you to his house yet?”

  House? He has a house? “Uhm, no. I thought he lived at the clubhouse. See what little we know about each other? All we did was get naked, we never really talked. We both have dark pasts and both do our best to avoid them.”

  “Yes honey, he has a house. I guess only a couple people know he has it. That has been where little Crim and I have been staying for the last week.”

  “Week? How long have you been here? How?” I confusedly asked.

  “A guy named Edge had his brother bring us up. Edge brought us to the hospital hours after you had been admitted. Blade has been taking care of us alongside of being here every day.” That was reassuring that he cared enough to take care of my family. A family I never told him about.

  Yawning again, my body starts begging for rest. “Get some sleep honey, you need it.” Meg reassures me she will be there when I wake up.

  The second I open my eyes, Blade’s deep raspy voice penetrates my core. “Hey darlin. How are you feeling?” He places a vase full of white and pink peonies on the table next to my bed. My favorite, how did he know? Meg. She must have told him.

  “They are beautiful, thank-you,” I croak out.

  Leaning down, Blade presses a kiss to my lips and tries to deepen it by sliding his tongue along the seam of my lips asking for permission. I pull away quickly. “No, I haven’t brushed my teeth in I don’t know how long.” I give a disgusted face.

  “That is the last thing I am worried about sweetheart.”

  Pulling up a chair alongside of the bed, he sits his oversized form on it I can see him observing Crimson’s chest rising and falling as she naps alongside me in bed. He looks protective sitting in the c
hair next to us.

  “Where’s Meg?”

  “I told Riley to take her to get some rest since I am here with you and the mini human.” He smirks.

  As reality hits me that I lied and kept things from Blade, I can’t help my mouth from blurting out my thoughts. “I’m sorry I never told you about Crimson or anything from my past. It’s a lot for anyone to handle, even me. So, I felt it was better to keep it to myself.”

  “You don’t need to apologize. Yeah, I was shocked as shit when I saw a miniature version of you but you have your reasons for not speaking up. We all have pasts Ginger. If you want to tell me over time that’s fine. For now, we need to get you healed up so that we can all go home.”

  Starting to shed tears once again, I try to wipe the tears away with my thumb. “Damn hormones.”

  He brings his large tattooed hand up to rest on my flat stomach. “I’m sorry that you got dragged into this mess and we had to find out you’re pregnant this way,” he pauses, “I don’t know how I will ever show you how sorry I am that this happened to you and that you got dragged into my club shit.”

  “Hey, look at me,” I insist. Blade brings his eyes from his hand resting on my stomach to meet mine. “We will get through things, like Meg said. One step at a time, we will figure it out as we go.”

  I lay there slightly propped up with my not so little baby sleeping beside me chatting with Blade for what seemed like an eternity. It felt good to just talk, not about anything specific, just about what was going on in town and how the guys are chomping at the bit to see me, especially Riley, but Blade won’t let that happen until I am out of the ICU. He says I don’t need the stress of everyone coming in and out.

  I don’t know when or how we all fall asleep but the three of us took a much-needed nap. It has been a long couple of weeks.