by E. C. Land
Looking down, I place my laptop on the table and open it up to show him the screen. “I’ve been working on putting together a charity for children that have lost a parent,” I whisper not looking at him.
“Why would you think that’s not important?” Hammer speaks up as Jerod continues to read the computer screen.
“I didn’t think the club would be interested in something like this,” I shrug hoping to put it off like it’s not a big deal.
“Babe, you realize this is fuckin’ awesome. Your plan is brilliant. You know the club will help with pulling this off,” Jerod states as he grabs my chin turning me to look at him. “You don’t need to hide this shit from me or the club. We’re your family and we’ll have your back no matter what.”
“Twister’s right, you’re his ol’ lady now and that makes you apart of this club. We take care of family and this charity you’re putting together is a damn good idea. The brothers from the South Carolina charter will help out as well,” Hammer states, leaning forward, holding his hand out.
“Thank you, it means a lot to me that you are willing to help out. I’ve already filed the forms to be approved. I need to finish putting my plans together. Will I bother you if I sit here or should I go sit at a different table?” I ask, not wanting to meddle in their business.
“Babe, you can sit here, you won’t be bothering us,” Jerod says, running his hands along my legs.
Settling on his lap better, I work on my computer, blocking out everything going on around me. Well, other than the hand Jerod has stroking my skin. If I didn’t want to get this done, I’d drag him to our room and fuck his brains out. Better yet his office, it’s closer. I’m startled when the door opens, letting the sunshine through the entrance. Looking up, I see not only Coyote but a couple of the other guys from there charter walk in. Smiling, I close my laptop as Coyote makes his way to our table. I stand to give him a hug only to be pulled back into Jerod’s arms as he holds his hand out to shake Coyote’s.
“How’s everything going? Izzy, you look a hell of a lot better than the last time I saw you.” Coyote smirks taking Jerod’s hand. “I see you're taking care of her, brother. Glad I don’t have to kick your ass.”
“Brother, you better be glad I don’t kick your ass for talkin’ to me like that in my club, I understand Izzy is like your sister, but I won’t tolerate you talkin’ down to me in my own club. Brother or not, I’ll kick your fuckin’ ass. Got it?”
“Yeah, Twister, I got it. Now can I hug her or what?” Coyote asks, giving my man a shit eating grin.
“No,” Jerod growls out pulling me closer to his chest.
“Twist, stop it.” I giggle, pulling out of his arms, giving Coyote a quick hug before moving to stand next to Jerod, wrapping an arm around his waist.
The rest of the afternoon, we spend time talking. More or less, I listen as the men give each other shit about things they had to do as prospects or making fools of themselves in front of women. When two of the clubwhores come to our table, it dawns of me that I haven’t seen Micky since I’ve been back. Turning to Jerod, I ask him, only for him to tell me she was kicked out of the club. When I pushed further, he changes the subject. I find it odd that he doesn’t want to tell me—I’ll ask Kenny she might know.
Making my excuses, I go in search of my best friend, finding her in the room she shares with Horse.
“Hey bitch, what are you doing in here?” I ask, sitting down on the end of her bed, watching as she changes J.C.’s clothes, getting him ready for bed.
“I’m not in the mood to deal with clubwhores tonight. It’s bad enough I have to see them fuckin’ the guys when it’s just them here. They’re gonna be on the prowl like cats in heat with the guys from the South Carolina here.”
“Can’t forget the guys that arrived from Stoney’s club. Coyote, Nerd, and Tracker are here as well.”
“Great, at least they will be leaving my ol’ man alone. I don’t need to go out there to beat a bitch’s ass. With my mood today, I’d end up beating one of them to the ground.”
“You PMSing or something?” I ask, trying to figure out what happened that her mood went from the excitement of her brother and me last night to being pissed today.
“Or something,” Kenny mumbles
“What the fuck does that mean?”
“Means Horse and his fuckin’ super soldiers can’t keep me from being knocked up. That’s what it means,” Kenny’s voice wobbles.
“Why are you upset about that?”
“I wanted to wait until J.C. was at least two and he’s not even one yet. On top of that, my body is still trying to get back to what it was before J.C. was born. Now, I have to go through it all again. I don’t feel pretty with the way I look right now to Horse, and every time one of those clubwhores hits on him, I get scared I won’t be enough for him anymore. My body keeps changing and I don’t want to lose him because of it,” she sobs.
Pulling her into my arms I hug her. “Have you told Horse you’re pregnant yet?” At the shake of her head, I nod. I don’t know exactly what she’s feeling because I’ve never been there, but I know how I feel when I’m vulnerable and it can be scary. “First off, let me start with congrats. When you tell Horse, he’s gonna be thrilled. Second, Horse loves you, I mean hell, he claimed you instantly when he found you again. A man doesn’t do that shit for someone they don’t love.
“He will do anything for you. And third, if you think he will leave your sexy ass, you’re crazy. Those clubwhores out there are just that, whores. They will never be able to give him the one thing he gets from you, your heart. Without your heart, he wouldn’t be with you. Think about it, Kenny. What drew you together when you first met and again when you found each other? You two own each other’s hearts. Now, stop fuckin’ crying and go tell him.”
“I love you, Izzy, thank you. I’ll go tell him, soon as I get J.C. down for the night. I’m sorry about this, these stupid hormones are all over the place. I feel like my emotions are out of control.”
“No problem, Kenny, I’m always here for you,” I say, getting up to leave her to it.
Seeing her so upset, I completely forget to ask her about Micky being kicked out. For some reason, it bothers me, and I want to know why. Consumed with my thoughts, I walk to the back door of the club needing some air. I know I’m not to go outside without a prospect or brother with me but it’s not like I’m going for a run. I just want to sit by the door, enjoy some peace and quiet for a few minutes.
I sit on the ground by the door, looking out at the trees. I watch the wind blow through them. Above them, the clouds grow dark, letting me know a storm is coming. Pretty fitting for the tension that fills the club as we’re on lockdown. I’ve always loved playing in the rain when it stormed.
Getting up, I turn to head back in only to find my entrance blocked. I go running to get away from the person, however, they catch me, slamming my head into the wall. My last thought is that I hope Twister figures out before it's too late.
24
Twister
Talking to Hammer and Coyote, I see my sister come in the main room looking like she’s been crying. She stops in the entrance, looking around and finding Horse talking to Gadget and Dragon at the bar. Something feels off, so I tell the brothers I’ll be right back. Moving toward the couple, I keep my eyes on them as Horse gathers my sister in his arms.
“Sweet girl, you're killin’ me. I can’t fix whatever’s wrong if you don’t stop with the tears,” Horse says softly, wiping the tears from Kenny’s face.
“Pregnant, you got me pregnant again,” Kenny says quietly, more tears falling from her eyes.
“Fuck yeah, I’m gonna be a daddy again.” Horse smiles before kissing my sister.
Fuck if I want to see this. I turn around to head back to the table when the prospect comes running up to me with a look of panic.
“Prez, you need to see this,” the prospect says before running back the way he came. When he gets to the back door, I fr
own when he opens it. “I was coming out of the bathroom and saw it was cracked open. When I poked my head out the door, I didn’t see anything at first, so I stepped out and saw this. There’s blood on the brick and the ground is disturbed.”
“Fuck, where’s Izzy?” I yell out taking off to check my room, only to find it empty. Slamming the door, I’m blinded by fury that someone has taken my woman. “Church now,” I roar out, needing to find her now.
They couldn’t have had her more than twenty minutes, and times a ticking. I will slaughter whoever it is that took her. We still don’t know who put the auction up for her. When every brother is seated, I tell them about Izzy. The room starts to close in on me, red fills my eyes. I need to get out of here and find her fuckin’ now.
“Gadget, I need you and Nerd to find that piece of shit that is running the site now.”
“Got it, Prez,” Gadget says. I know he’s pissed at himself for not finding out whoever this person is by now. He’s good but even he has limits to how far he can get into systems. Between him and Nerd, maybe they can find out who has her. We all wait impatiently as the two of them work. Gadget brings up the site, showing Nerd, who moves the screen in front of him. Within minutes, Nerd hacks into the site and finds the IP address.
“Fuck, no wonder Gadget couldn’t hack into the system. The IP address bounces through several different locations. Whoever built this site is damn good but not as good as me. All the locations circle one area, Brights,” Nerd says, highlighting the area for everyone to see.
“Fuck, that’s our hometown,” Coyote growls.
“You don’t think her parents would do this shit do you, Coyote?”
“I wouldn’t put anything past them, especially her mom. She wasn’t the best to Izzy when Chase was alive. When he died in that accident though, she became pure evil. My mom and her where friends up until that point,” Coyote informs us.
“Gadget, look into Izzy’s parents shit. See what you can find about their location and accounts.”
“Already on it,” Gadget says, working on pulling up different screens. Nerd takes the spare tablet and helps him pull up Izzy’s parents’ bank accounts and emails.
“Fuck, they haven’t left the area. The last transaction was at a Shell station in Brights ten minutes ago for fifteen dollars. They must be working with someone besides the Dragons Fire MC,” Nerd says.
“According to the call records, one of them has been in touch with the Ratchet,” Gadget says, never taking his eyes off the screen.
“Shit, we need to figure this out fuckin’ ASAP. Where the hell is my woman!” I slam my fist on the table.
“Prez, you need to calm down, you won’t be any help to Izzy if we have to lock your ass down,” Horse growls.
“I fuckin’ know but times running out, the longer it takes us to find her, the farther away these fuckers are getting with her.”
“We know, brother. I’m gonna put a call to the rest of my guys, get them here. Horse, why don’t you call Stoney,” Hammer speaks up, pulling his phone out.
“My question is how the fuck did they get her out the gates,” Hades voice is filled with fury.
“I don’t fuckin’ know but they had to have scoped out the place to find them. All the cameras show is Izzy sitting just outside the door before she stands up and turns to come back in. There’s nothing else after that,” Gadget says, continuing to work profusely.
“Ratchet’s phone location is still in their territory.”
“Alright, I want four of you to go to Brights, grab her parents and come back here. I also want a couple of brothers to go scope out the Dragons Fire MC, see what you can find out,” I say slamming the gavel down. Getting up, I head straight to my bike, thinking that if I ride around, I might find her before whoever took her gets any further. I’ll be damned if I let her be auctioned off and sold into slavery. Izzy’s parents don’t know what’s coming their way.
There’s gonna be hell to pay for every minute my woman is missing.
25
Izzy
Is this what death feels like? My body hurts all over. I try to move my arms only to feel a sharp pain from the movement. Shaking my head, I try to clear it of the fog that seems to consume me. I feel as if I’m coming off a high of something. The last time I was fucked up like this was before Chase’s accident, hell, even before that.
The last thing I remember is stepping out of the club for a few minutes to get some air, after that my mind draws a blank. How the hell did get here? Jerod must be out of his mind with worry trying to find me. Tears flow from my eyes at the thought of him. I should’ve never gone out the back door without telling him or someone what I was doing. This is all my fault. Everything was going too perfect lately for something not to mess up my life, it never fails.
Looking around the room as my vision clears, I notice that I’m tied to a chair in the middle of a basement. Go figure. Of course, it would be something as cliché as a basement. That’s what happens in all the horror films, the woman gets tied and left to die in a basement.
Wiggling my arms, ignoring the pain in them, I attempt to get free when the sound of the door opens. Snapping my head up, I stop what I’m doing to see who has captured me. Jerod had told me that someone was trying to auction me off. Whoever it was succeeded in kidnapping me and I’ll fuckin’ die before I let them sell me off like some common whore sells her body for a pimp.
When my captor comes into view, I gasp at who it is.
“Oh, good your awake. I thought we were gonna have to end up calling a doctor,” Terrance says, coming into view.
“Why?” I ask— nothing else comes to my mind on what to say. I’ve known this man for years and have worked with him and his brother the entire time.
“Because you’re ours, Izzy. You’ve belonged to Trent and me since the beginning. We allowed you to fool around when it was one-night stands, but I draw the line at you fuckin’ that gang. If you can spread your legs for all those men, then you can finally spread them for Trent and me,” Terrance says as he moves closer to me. “Now that your awake, I’m gonna get you in the shower and then dressed, we have a busy couple of days. Starting with you choosing which one of us you will marry. Once that’s decided, we will leave town. I think it’s best to keep you out of sight for a while. Trent and I will keep up with appearances in the area, but you will be locked away for the time being.”
Bile rises in my throat at the stupidity that this man lets spill from his mouth. “Do you really think I’d fuckin’ pick you or your dumb ass douchebag of a brother? I don’t fuckin’ think so. And here I thought I was being sold to the highest bidder. I think this might be even worse than my fate being in the hands of some unknown jackass.” I spit in Terrance’s face.
Terrance pulls out a handkerchief, wiping his face clean. He gives me a venomous smile as he reaches around, snatching a handful of my hair and holding me still. “You’re gonna learn to control that temper of yours, sweetheart,” he says slamming his mouth down on mine.
“What is this, Terrance? You weren’t supposed to touch her until I got down here. She has to hear from both of before she chooses,” Trent, my old boss, yells pushing his brother away from me.
I keep my eyes on both as Terrance’s own eyes narrow at his brother. “My apologies, Trent. I just couldn’t hold myself from tasting her after all these years.”
“Yeah well, control yourself, we’ll both have our turn with her,” Trent replies to his brother as he moves around me, running his hands along my shoulders. “Izzy, you have no clue how long I’ve waited to have you under me. I’m sure Terrance has already informed you of the game plan for all of us. Now, I’m going untie you, and I want you to go get cleaned up. I want the smell of that gang off you.”
“You can kiss my ass,” sarcasm fills my voice. Trent gives me a wicked smile as he slams his fist against the side of my face. My eyes fill with tears from the force of the blow.
“You better watch that mouth, neither of
us will tolerate it. Now, go get cleaned up. You have ten minutes,” Terrance growls out cutting the ties from my wrist. The moment I can move my hands, I pull them in front of me, massaging the pain out of them. Trent grabs my arm to escort me toward the bathroom.
Once in there, I try to close the door only to have them block me. “Sweetheart, we’re not leaving you alone right now. I don’t doubt you will attempt to get away.”
“Then you can turn around to at least give me a little privacy. I refuse to remove my clothes in front of either of you assholes.” My outburst gains me another blow to the face.
“Since you don’t seem to want to get cleaned up, we will do it for you,” Terrance says venomously. Moving toward me, he rips my shirt from my body with a strength that I never knew he possessed. My pants quickly follow leaving me in nothing but my underwear. “You have a gorgeous body; my dick is throbbing from looking at you. Now, either remove the rest of your clothes or I will. I don’t have a problem doing it for you.”
“Terrance, that’s enough. If you want a fair chance at her choosing you then we can at least turn around and let her finish the rest. We—”
I scream as warm blood splatters my body as Trent’s body falls. Unable to keep from seeing the sight of the bullet hole in his forehead while sightless eyes stare up at me, I sob hysterically.
“Now you won’t have to choose, sweetheart, you’ll be all mine. Now, let’s get you cleaned up so we can move our plans up,” Terrance states, removing the rest of my clothes. I don’t even fight him after seeing exactly what he’s capable of.
God my life fuckin’ sucks.
26
Twister
I’m going out of my fuckin’ mind right now. Izzy has been missing for over a day, and I can barely contain myself from destroying everything in my path. My only saving grace is that Izzy’s parents have arrived. Her mother was crying uncontrollably as Dragon and Thorn pulled her and her husband out of the back of the van. The screams are muffled from the cloth stuffed in her mouth.
