“You alright, Raven?” Venom asks.
Raven doesn’t respond as tears well in her eyes and she lifts a hand to her head.
“Fuck,” Venom remarks, throwing his cookie onto the counter and moves to Raven.
Her gaze comes to mine and then moves to Venom’s and back again. “I’m sorry for all the pain you went through. The . . . The winds have been screaming at me all day now I understand what all they were saying.”
The winds?
“Raven is unique in herself, as she’s an empath and spirits, or as she calls them ‘the winds’ speak to her,” Venom explains.
Oh.
“I will keep your secrets, all of them, you have my word but I hope you understand when I say each and every one of us will understand the pain you’ve suffered throughout the years. And as Venom said to you earlier, you’re not alone, you have him, Neo, and everyone else here at the club.”
Shit. She makes me want to trust in what she says. But can I really. I guess time will tell. If anything, maybe I’ll at least feel I can speak to her.
“Thank you,” I whisper quietly.
“You’re welcome. Now how about we get another cookie before the others get here?” she suggests.
Smiling I nod in answer.
Venom moves back to where he’d tossed his cookie down, swipes it off the counter, and shoves it in his mouth. “Sis, told ya you’d be alright here,” he says as he chews.
“Gross, didn’t anyone teach you to chew with your mouth closed?” I ask him teasingly not thinking about the fact Raven was still in the room.
Something about her puts me at ease. It’s probably the fact she understands and from the way she had tears in her eyes and the words she spoke she gets it completely.
Chapter Eleven
Neo
I didn’t want to leave Harley, but I needed to see what my Prez had to say. As I open the door to the Pocket, my ears are immediately assaulted by screams of outrage.
“I didn’t do anything. Why are you doing this to me?” Jezebel screeches.
Fuck I hate that shit. Last time I had to hear a woman scream like that was when we’d dragged Dixie and those two hags out to the woods and burned ‘em at the stake.
“Prez,” I call out, announcing my arrival.
“Neo, figured you’d like to be here during our guest’s questioning,” Stoney remarks.
“Fuck yeah I do. I’m lucky as fuck Harley is trusting me as much as she is,” I mutter, my mind going over the conversation her and I were having when Venom came knocking on the door. I hope she’s okay with him. I know he’ll keep an eye on her but I only just got her here. This isn’t how I wanted to start everything off. But knowing this stupid cunt is to blame for some of the demons haunting my woman I’ll be sure she’s dealt with then get back to Harley and spend the rest of the day making sure she feels comfortable here at the clubhouse.
She might have made the promise of coming to one of us when she starts to feel herself spiraling, but that doesn’t mean I’ll allow her to be far from me or someone else. At least not for a while. I need to see what all will trigger those emotions within her.
“Good, she’ll be okay with Venom, they warned the rest of the clubwhores to stay in their rooms for the time being to give him and her some space. I made a call to Burner, requesting he and his ol’ lady come up here,” Stoney informs me.
I get what he’s saying, with the club voting to leave the ol’ ladies here out of club business I completely agree with his decision. Ally is the best choice to use.
Nodding, I finally turn my attention to the woman barely dressed in more than a G-string and cropped tee. At one point I would have thought the bitch was hot if I hadn’t seen her take cock in all three holes at one time. I don’t give a fuck what my brothers do but that shit ain’t for me. To each their own is my feeling about it. Doesn’t mean I want to see a woman spread her legs, opening herself up to get hurt in the end, because there’s no way in hell my brothers will take a clubwhore as an ol’ lady if she’s willing to be fucked by every other man in the room he calls brother.
Sure, I’ve had my fair share of fuckin’ the clubwhores around here but certain ones I’ve stayed clear of. I’m not blind to their plays and will surely keep the bitches away from my cock, if I even get the hint they’re trying to make a play.
“Shadow, pull her out of the cage,” Stoney orders, circling the room to the bench set up in the corner. “Chain her to the far wall.” Reaching out he turns the stereo system on and immediately Mudvayne’s “World So Cold” begins filling the room.
Jezebel tries her best to escape Shadow’s hold as he grabs the bitch’s upper arm. I step up and help Shadow lock both her arms in the shackles we keep against the wall.
“Why are you doing this?” she cries, glancing in my direction. “Please, Neo, I didn’t do anything I swear.”
“Then explain why you put your hands on my ol’ lady,” I sneer.
“Wh-what? I . . . don’t know who you’re talking about. Ol’ lady?” Jezebel mutters, shaking her head with pleading eyes. “I haven’t done anything.”
“Then explain to us why we have you on video coming out of the bathroom, the very same one she was in,” Stoney demands, stepping forward with a blade in his hand.
“I swear . . . I don’t know what or who you’re talking about,” she protests.
I’d almost believe her if it wasn’t for the fact, I remember how freaked out Harley had been that day and then the fresh image of not even an hour ago, when her first words spoken had been to take her home and her telling us what happened the last time she was at the clubhouse. This monster made my woman, who already had a hard time being around other women, not be able to stand being around them period.
“Normally we’d have a club vote on what to do with you for your crimes against one of our own, but you see there’s a by-law stating when deemed necessary, the president of the club/charter can dispose of said problem without said vote as long as there is a minimum of two witnesses to attest to the reasons why. Now I’m not one to kill bitches, but for what you did you are no longer seen as a woman, so I have your executioner on the way,” Stoney sneers.
“But I didn’t do anything,” Jezebel protests once again.
“Doesn’t matter what you say, whore, we’ve got you on tape coming in and out of the bathroom. We also have the word of the very woman you assaulted,” Shadow snarls.
“Are . . . you talking about that girl who used to come here a while back?” she asks in confusion.
“That girl as you put it is my fuckin’ ol’ lady and you put your hands on her,” I growl.
“No. She’s lying. I swear, I didn’t touch her. I . . . I mean it. Please don’t kill me. I didn’t do anything to her. She was crying in the bathroom stall I swear . . . she was in there before me and didn’t come out of the stall until I was leaving the bathroom,” she whispers, licking her lips nervously.
That right there is the tell-tale sign she’s lying.
“Don’t worry you’ll be speaking the truth here soon enough,” Stoney snarks and turns his attention to me. “It’ll be a while before Ally gets here. Burner’s also bringing his equipment. I think Whip and Cane wanted to get some new work done, I also thought that he might be able to speak with Harley. I don’t know, he could possibly do for her what he did for Cleo.”