I take a moment to allow his words to sink in. He’d done a beautiful back piece for her to symbolize what he saw in her. Burner has some things in common with Raven but his isn’t as strong as her gifts.
A lot of people think it’s freaky or they’re faking it when they do certain things but I don’t. I’ve seen with my own eyes the truths Raven speaks.
“I think it might go a long way in helping her get through some of the pain within her,” I agree.
And I did. Tattoos can be cleansing to the soul if the person does it right. Cleo’s definitely helped her feel freer.
All I have to do is get Harley to agree to getting it done.
“Are you ready to admit the truth?” Ally asks, trailing the knife along Jezebel’s chest once again.
Burner and Ally got in about thirty minutes ago, along with a few of the others from Burner’s charter. On Stoney’s orders, they all came straight to the Pocket joining all of us, including my brothers who’d been out when the four of us got back with Harley.
Whip and a few others were pissed at first seeing Jezebel chained to the wall. That feeling quickly switched to fury directed at the bitch when we explained what happened to Harley all those months ago.
“I didn’t do anything,” Jezebel pleads once again.
“You should know something about me. I can tell when someone’s lying and you bitch are lying,” Ally mutters, sinking the tip of the blade into Jezebel’s tit drawing blood.
Jezebel screams in pain continuing to deny what she did.
“So, you didn’t put your hands on a brother’s ol’ lady’s tit or cup her between the legs,” Ally sneers lifting her free hand and pinches Jezebel’s nipple. The bitch’s screams turn in to screeches of agony as Ally slices straight through the skin. “There, now you know what she felt when you touched her. Now tell me why you did it.”
“Shit. I felt that in my own nipples,” Coyote grumbles.
“Yeah, remind me never to piss your ol’ lady off, Burner,” Badger grunts, lifting a hand to rub his chest.
“Fucker, you two fuckin’ bicker at the shop constantly now shut up,” Burner growls, his eyes never leaving his woman’s movements.
Ally moves to the other tit and gives it the same treatment. “You tell me and I’ll stop.”
“She had it coming. Coming in here acting all innocent getting all the attention from the men as if she was made of glass and would break at any time. The bitch is nothing but a whore,” Jezebel says harshly, with a shrill voice.
“How did you know about what happened to her?” Ally demands.
“Please, all the club girls know about her. We’re not stupid. We listen. It’s not like you all don’t keep shit quiet around us. I used it to my advantage after hearing Shadow and Neo talking about it one day. “So, the bitch was eavesdropping on us.
“You all also know the rules too, what you hear is club business and you’re to keep your mouth shut or end up with a bullet in the head,” Tracker snarls.
“Well, the cunt had it coming to her for what she did. She’s nothing but a whore. She’ll always be a whore.” Cocking my head to the side I allow what she says to sink in.
“Did you know her before you saw her that day?” Ally asks, thinking the same thing I did.
“Oh, I know her alright, I know her whore of a mother fucked my dad, got knocked up, and made him leave my mom who was also pregnant with me. I know it was my mom who is rotting in prison for shooting them both for ruining her life. And I made it a mission to ruin hers when I first saw her again.”
Fuck.
This bitch is twisted.
“End it, Ally,” Burner orders.
Nodding, Ally lifts the blade in hand and plunges it straight into the insane bitch’s chest and twisting it. “Enjoy the depths of hell because that’s exactly where you’re going,” Ally sneers and turns to face the room.
Everyone remains silent as Burner steps forward taking her into his arms. “You did good, babe, now let’s get you in the clubhouse, Lincoln probably wants his bedtime story,” he murmurs as if nothing had just happened.
“Okay, I need a shower first before getting him,” Ally says quietly.
“I got you.” Burner lifts his woman in his arms and carries her out of the Pocket while the rest of us stay behind staring after them.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get used to seeing that woman at work,” Horse mutters with a shake of his head.
“Yeah but those two balance each other out in ways only they can. She does what’s needed when it comes to things best not for us to do and he’s there to make sure she doesn’t see herself as what those monsters turned her into,” Badger says.
Nodding, my mind switches to getting back to Harley. I feel like shit for leaving her alone all day, but this had to be dealt with.
I didn’t expect to find out that she had a half-sister who was hurting her for the hell of it. Now I want to know what she went through growing up. We all knew she didn’t have parents in the area, I just thought they lived elsewhere, I don’t think anyone knows they were killed.
Which makes me wonder what else is haunting my woman?
Chapter Twelve
Harley
Neo’s been gone all day and I’ve been in Venom’s company the entire time. Well, that is until a bit ago when one of the prospects, Fist, I think is what his name is, came in to get him.
Venom didn’t seem to want to leave me and made me promise I would be okay. We hung out in his room when the ol’ ladies got back. I couldn’t be around them all.
Not today.
I was already overwhelmed with everything going through my head, I didn’t need them in my face too. Thankfully, none of them saw me when they got in.
So for the past hour, I’ve been lying curled up in a ball on Venom’s bed, exhausted from the day I’ve had. It’s the most activity I’ve done in a month and I’m tired.
Closing my eyes, I drift into a restless sleep. My normal nightmares turn into new ones, ones of Neo talking down to me, of women touching me, I was strapped down and unable to get away from any of them.
I don’t know how long I’d been asleep for when I feel myself floating in the air by a set of arms lifting up. “Shit, she weighs fuckin’ nothing,” Neo says. I don’t know how I know it’s him but I do. Though my nightmares still linger, I’m able to push them back at the sound of his voice.
I lean my head against his chest letting his voice lull me back to sleep. I’m too tired to worry about anything else and being in his arms makes me feel safe. Which is something I don’t think I’ve ever felt in my life.
Soon I feel cool sheets as Neo lays me in his bed.
Shifting in my somewhat sleep, I curl into another ball. It’s just how I’ve always slept.
I don’t know how much time passes when the bed dips and I’m pulled against a warm body. Neo situates me in his arms without saying a word and soon I’m falling fast asleep into a deep slumber with his arms wrapped tightly around me.
If this is what safe feels like then I want to stay here for the rest of my life.