Surviving The Chaos Of Life (Demented Revengers MC: Quitman Chapter Book 4)

by Vera Quinn

  “You drive a hard bargain, sweetness. I will allow three people and no more. We discuss everything, and then we will see where we go from there” I was only thinking of Brody. I know the call I make will be a hard one, but I can’t take a chance of missing critical information that will help the Demented Revengers MC and Brody end this war with the community and the Hell Keeperz MC. I want everyone safe. I know the Hell Keeperz are around this area looking for me with some of the community members with them. This is the right choice.

  “Don’t underestimate how bad the Hell Keeperz MC and the community want me back. They will do whatever they need to do and that includes murder. I just don’t understand why they’re so insistent. I was never important to our community and the man that chose me is dead.” I say the last part to myself more than the men in the room with me. It’s the same question that keeps running through my head. I just don’t have an answer for it.

  “Make your call. I want you locked up tight behind our locked doors as soon as possible. The answers will come tomorrow, and I may have a few answers to why they are after you and your sister.” I look at Sean who just insinuated they may know more than they/r they’re saying tonight. I dig my phone out of my back pocket and dial the number that is connected to the only person that I truly trust, Charity.

  Chapter Six

  Charity

  I am left at home again, and the short phone call that I received from Faith has my nerves on edge. It’s not that I think she can’t take care of herself, she has showed me that she is very capable, I just want her home with me. Faith is my baby sister and my mothering instincts have kicked into high gear.

  Tonight, after we made an appearance at the life celebration for Brains, we had returned home, and it wasn’t long before Brody received the phone call about the Tyler Demented Revengers MC having their clubhouse hit. My mind raced to each person that could’ve been hurt at the clubhouse. I knew that Shine and Katie were still at the clubhouse in Quitman when we had left, but he received a text and said he had to leave because he was worried about Katie getting overtired. Brody is the same way with me. I thought it was cute, the big biker worried about his woman overdoing it since she is carrying their first child. Lil and Cap were heading to their farm when we left. Things have been stressful the last few months and after everyone paid their respects and had a few drinks and told old stories, but I just think everyone is too tired and the stress in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife. That’s an old saying my pop used many a times. Now I know why.

  I wanted to go with Brody to Tyler, but he was showing his stubborn, protective side and made me stay safe in my bed with guards everywhere. Gladys and Charlie are even in one of the spare rooms. Brody didn’t even want me out of our home to go across the street to his mom and dad’s house, so he asked them to come here. I think he’s taking his over-protectiveness to a new level. I am concerned about the safety of our unborn child also, but I think this is too far. Then came the phone call from Faith.

  I hated having to tell her about another attack on people who have become like family to us, but I want her home. I hope this doesn’t keep her from contacting me again. I miss my sister and she is still vague about why she left. I just know right now, I would do anything to have my eyes on Faith. We will sort out why she left a place that is protected, and she has backup at later. I know she has feelings for Con. I have caught her stealing glances at her when he isn’t looking, but I have seen the same thing from him. Con said or did something to hurt Faith but leaving family over some infatuation that isn’t meant to be is beyond my thinking but then again, I guess I have done the same thing. Faith and I are too much alike, stubborn, independent, and needing answers to questions that no one has been able to find. I don’t know what Faith thinks she can find out on her own, but I know it must be important to leave me behind after everything we’ve been through. I just want her safe again.

  Con isn’t a man that I would ever pick for my sister. He’s far from innocent or even discreet about how he lives his life. Not that I think Con is a bad man, just that he has more life experiences than I hope my seventeen-year-old sister will ever want to have. Not just the open sex, because Con isn’t above sex in front of anyone in a room, but Faith has lived a sheltered life when it comes to relationships and men. The women in our community weren’t given a choice if they were chosen to become a wife. It was an agreement between the man who chooses her, his family, and the family of the woman. Most girls in our community were chosen by a man or his family before they hit puberty. It was more of a financial arrangement between families. They wanted daughters of founding members to marry sons or nephews of founding members and the other members it was a money thing. I wasn’t interested in becoming a wife. It’s not like the woman would be the only wife of the husband. The men could have many wives and they had many children by these different wives. The age of the man and the woman was of no concern to anyone if the woman was a virgin coming into the union. If not the price the woman brought to her family was diminished. That’s how I avoided the whole marriage thing. I wasn’t a virgin, and everyone was made aware of it, and I would never allow myself to be trained to the lifestyle. Pop said I was untrainable, so I could work like a man and I did. I worked and learned everything I could about the way the community operated. I planned on how to get myself and Faith out of that place one day, but my time ran out the day my pop traded me to the Hell Keeperz MC. I hated it and wish I hadn’t seen some of the things that I did, but I wouldn’t have met Brody if anything changed. It’s the exact sequence of events that had to happen to find the man that I love and who loves me. This is all aggravating the dull headache I had that’s turning into a full throbbing headache. So many things running through my head, I close my eyes just to try and ease my head, but I hear my phone ringing. I raise my head, but a pain goes through my head, and I feel a little dizzy. I slowly get out of my bed and go to the dresser where I left my phone and I see the number that Faith called from before. I grab the phone before Faith has a chance to hang up.

  “Hello, Faith don’t hang up, please.” I hear breathing on the other end, but it’s a second before I hear Faith’s voice.

  “Are you alright Charity? You sound out of breath. Is Brody there with you?” Faith lets out in one breath.

  “I’m fine, Faith. I just have a headache and when I saw it was your number, I wanted to answer the phone before you hung up. Are you safe?” I am so afraid for my sister, and I just want her home. That’s my only goal is to get her home.

  “Listen to me Charity, there was more going on with the community than we thought. I don’t have all the answers yet, but I have found out we have more family and I’m with them now. Someone is going to text you some directions to a farmhouse in Saltillo. Do you remember that small town from when we were on Interstate 30? There is a sex shop right off ramp 68, Cooper Dean is the one that owns it and I am with him and his family now. In the morning three people can come to their farmhouse and he will explain some things to us about Ma and Pop and the community, or I hope so anyway. Only three Charity. We need these answers so maybe we can help the Demented Revengers MC and we can get to know some of our family if we are family. Can Brody bring two others with him?” Faith tells me quickly. I want to go and find Faith now, but I know there is no way I can get out of here without being stopped by someone.

  “Brody and I will be there tomorrow, early. Do you feel safe with these people for tonight?” I ask to put my own mind to rest.

  “Yes, I feel safe, but no you’re not coming here. I have been circling this place and staying as far out of sight as I could, but I have still sighted members of the Hell Keeperz MC and the community. You stay where it’s safe and protect my niece or nephew. Send Brody with backup, and I will see you tomorrow night at the latest.” Just hearing Faith saying she will be home soon relaxes me a little. Faith takes a deep breath and then says something that sends chills up my back. “Charity, I kept out of sight, but I always fe
lt eyes on me. It’s not paranoia, someone has been following me close and he’s playing with me like a cat and mouse game. Don’t leave the protection of your new home. He’s waiting for something, and I don’t know what that is. Please Charity, what if he’s waiting for us to be together again. I felt eyes on us when we were in the bunker and it hasn’t stopped even once. Tell Brody everything I have told you and someone is going to text you with directions to where to meet in the morning. Can you do that?” It dawns on me that Faith is the one protecting me now. I need to show her that I have confidence in her.

  “I will tell Brody everything, but Faith, please, be careful. Love you sis.” I tell Faith.

  “I love you too, Charity.” The phone call disconnects. I hang up and then there is a notification of a text. I look at the text and see it is the directions. I close it and send a text to Brody. I reach for my head. I feel an excruciating pain in my head and then everything fades to black.

  Chapter Seven

  Unknown

  I have been following this little twit from the night she left that damn bunker. I have planned her death in many ways. Each one is a daydream of blood and screams of agony.

  For years I have wanted Charity dead for the pain that she caused my people and myself. The pretty and perfect little girls. Three sisters, each one with their strengths and weaknesses. They all had a beauty that would take your breath away. Then Charity caused her family disgrace and I thought it would only be a matter of time before the community would be digging her a grave like the other women in our community that caused their family shame but no, that wasn’t the plan for Charity. The community thought of a whole new hell for Charity, but she escaped it all. Then she came back for Faith and again they escaped. I will not let these two sisters escape from the hell they deserve at my hands. They will atone for the tearing my family apart.

  When Faith left the bunker in the middle of the night, I thought I would kill her with my own hands before she reached the city limit sign, but I was cautious making sure I was not being followed, and then she had me curious at why she left alone. I had someone with eyes on Charity, so I knew she wouldn’t be escaping my wrath. Then it occurred to me if Faith thought it was so important for her to leave the bunker who was so important to see. I don’t like unanswered questions, and then when she rambled around in the county side I thought she just decided it was safer on her own. Then unexplainably she started circling Saltillo of all places, but then I understood it all. She knows where our buried secrets lie, and if she’s successful in getting the answers to questions she must’ve had then everything we’ve been trying to build will be for nothing. I underestimated the girl. I thought for sure that she would surveillance the place at least a night or two. I thought when she hid to sleep tonight I would get my hands covered in red. I would be able to taste sweet revenge even if Charity wasn’t here to see it all. Charity is the one I want to hurt, and Faith was a way to get that. This is the last time I will ever underestimate either of the sisters and I will finally get my revenge on the lost ones.

  Chapter Eight

  Con

  Shield arrived at the clubhouse with Stealth a while ago, and they have been locked in Red Cap’s office ever since. I don’t know what Cap thought was wrong, but Cap is usually spot on when he feels something is wrong.

  We have three brothers, dead. Three prospects, dead. Four club girls, dead. The body count keeps climbing. The destruction to our properties is adding up and the deception keeps coming. Right now, outsiders are helping us and the members in our club are showing the almighty dollar is more important than brotherhood and loyalty. It’s time that we show traitors how they will be dealt with. We have been playing defense for too long and it is time for us to go on the offense. I know there is something we are missing. Both Trick and Boozer are gone along with a new prospect, Tame, and Red Cap has explaining to do. The doctor gave Red Cap something to knock him out for the night, so we can have a chance to look at some surveillance footage of the last few days. This day just keeps getting longer. I walk to the bar or what is left of it and look for something to make coffee. There’s nothing left behind the bar, so I walk into the kitchen. Everything has smoke residue from the heavy smoke that was inside the clubhouse. I see that this is useless. I also know that we are going to need another place to stay until this place is cleaned up. I always have a place to stay at Cap and Lil’s, but it is not big enough for everyone. I walk back into the main room and I see Shine and Rebel walking out of the hall. I approach them and they both look at me.

  “We have some news but not sure you are going to like it.” Shine tells me. I look at them both.

  “Are you two assholes going to tell me, or are you going to make me guess? Because I can tell you this night has been too long already. I was looking for a way to make coffee and this place is a wreck. Where are we going to be staying until it can be cleaned?” I have no patience left and my words came out harsher than I wanted them to but who the hell fucking cares?

  “Calm your shit Con. We are all feeling the pain of losing brothers tonight. Come back into my office, I have one of those damn fancy coffee contraptions that Katie Bug got for me.” Shine is grim-faced. We all walk back towards his office. Rebel looks back towards me.

  “Charlie is opening the bunker back up for everyone here. I have prospects over there stocking the cabinets and making sure it has everything that everyone needs. I am going to talk to him tomorrow about buying the place. This is the second time it has helped us out so I think it is a promising investment for us.” We make it to the end of the hall and Shine takes his keys out and unlocks the door. We have never had to lock things up when we were all here before and this feels like shit. It’s like brothers can’t trust brothers. What kind of motorcycle club have we become? Shine gets the door open and I go and sit in one of the chairs opposite Shine’s desk and Rebel sits in the other one. Shine is making coffee for us. I rub my hand down my face.

  “So, what is it that I am not going to like? If you are going to tell me that the Quitman clubhouse is shot up now, we might as well pull out the heavy artillery and go hunting tonight.” I look from one to the other and still nothing. “Just tell me.” Shine hands me a coffee and I blow on it and sip on it slowly.

  “Faith has been in touch with Charity. Three of us are going to go meet her in the morning. Faith wanted Brody, but Charity has been taken to the hospital and we are waiting on a call back from Brody to hear how she is.” Shine hands Rebel a coffee and then turns to get his before he goes on. “Charity sent Brody a text and when he went to talk to her she was passed out. He called an ambulance. Charlie and Gladys are with them and Rebel sent Cue Ball over to keep an eye on them. I think Kaden is with them too.” Shine finishes, and I try to remain calm. I am blowing on my coffee and taking small drinks of it. I hear my phone ding with a notification and I see Rebel was on his phone, so he must have texted me something. I open the text and see where we will be going to bring Faith home. I will be going, and I won’t be taking no for an answer. This is only an hour drive or so. We could be there and back in no time. I’ve been in that sex shop more than I want to think about. The man that owns it has been there more than a few times. He and some of his family and friends have like a weekend warriors club. I never thought of them much one way or the other. Weekenders aren’t much of a threat to us. They are not out for our territory or our business. Cooper does have a way of looking through you instead of at you that puts me on edge, but he has never set off any of my inner bells. Everything in me says to get on my bike and get to Faith, but I know we need to take care of the situation here first.

  “Why wasn’t I told when Faith first contacted Charity? Is this the first time Faith has contacted Charity? Did she text like when she first left or call?” So many things are going through my head. “Is this something those two sisters cooked up again or what?” The more I think along those lines the more pissed off I become. We have lost brothers tonight and this girl has been out fi
nding the owners of a damn sex store. I want Faith safe, but she has distracted us from keeping our family safe. I want to blister her ass a bright red and not in a sexual way. She deserves to be put in her place. Just the thought of having Faith’s ass a bright red has my damn cock fighting to get out of my jeans and that pisses me off. How the hell can this woman have this hold on me?

  “Brody said Faith called her earlier in the night to let Charity know she was alright. She must have a burner phone because Charity did not know the number. Then later Faith called again, and she said she left the bunker and went on a hunt for answers.” Rebel looks at Shine and then me. “Faith felt like someone was watching her when we were in the bunker, so she was drawing them away from Charity. In her own way I think she thought she was protecting us all. It’s not that I think it was smart, it was anything but smart, but if Faith has people following her and there was still enough around here to attack your clubhouse she gave us the information that there are more of the community and the Hell Keeperz MC left than what we thought, and they must have us under surveillance daily to know most of us would be gone tonight. Our question now is, what were they looking for in the personal rooms? What do we have that is so damn important that they took the risk of coming in and getting it. It must be big and if they can’t find it, they want it destroyed, which is why they were setting up C4. If Trick, Boozer and that prospect aren’t being held somewhere to be tortured for answers, they just exposed their inside people or part of them anyways.” Rebel is right but there are still too many questions left unanswered.