Talk about one fucked up situation. Harley had been raped by two women while Luna was tied to a chair with a bomb wrapped around her neck. She’d endured watching her stepmother and the woman who was supposed to be their friend, as they took advantage of Harley.
Shit.
It gutted me seeing the woman that way. I’d been the one to carry her out of that nightmare. Ever since then she’s avoided me at all costs along with everyone else. She used to come to the clubhouse for cookouts when Luna had Shadow do her dirty work and force Harley to come out.
The last time she was here, she’d run into me without looking and when she’d looked up, I saw nothing but fear in her eyes. I’d demanded she tell me what scared her but she’d refused and demanded to be taken home. Shadow and Stoney went to see her the next day, but she still refused to say anything about what happened.
“I don’t want her to go through what I did,” Luna murmurs, tears spilling over her cheeks.
“Fuck, Luna, don’t cry.” I feel sorry for my brothers when it comes to their women, sometimes due to them and their emotions. It makes me glad I don’t have a woman who ends up crying all the damn time.
Love all the ol’ ladies, they’re cool as shit but swear to fuck you get them in one room all together it’s an emotional cry fest sometimes. The day Ranger dealt with Harlow in the gym I think is probably the worst experience I’ve experienced, and it wasn’t even me taking care of Harlow as she screamed and sobbed, releasing all her pent-up emotions.
“I can’t help it. You of all people know I’m a freakin’ crier when my hormones are all over the place because you had to get me pregnant again.” Shit and here I thought we’d get a break in there somewhere from pregnant chicks. We’d had Victoria and Rachel pregnant together and Harlow is almost ready to pop now.
Fuck.
“What if I just get one of the prospects to check on her, will that work for you? I’m not going to invade her life. If she wants us to be a part of her life again then she’ll call. Harley has your number along with mine and Stoney’s,” Shadow says in a gentle yet firm tone leaving no room for argument.
“Fine,” Luna huffs, pressing her head against her man’s chest.
With a shake of my head, I furrow my brows as I pull out my phone. Glancing at the screen I notice it’s my uncle calling.
“Yeah,” I say as I answer.
“Hey, Nate,” he mumbles as if trying to be quiet.
“What’s up, Rylan?”
“Hate to ask this but can you come over this way? Tracy is working and with the rain, I’ll get soaked.” My brows narrow even more at the sound of my uncle’s voice. I know he hates having to ask shit like this.
“Yeah, I’ll come over but what do you need my help with, that would mean being in the rain?” I need to know if I have to bring help with me just in case.
“Ugh, pretty much I need you to do a B&E on my neighbor’s house,” he states.
What the fuck?
“Explain,” I order. I’m not about to go out and commit a crime without knowing the reason. He is out of his fuckin’ mind if he thinks otherwise.
“Kid who lives there, she’s not been out of the house to go anywhere or do anything. Tracy’s worried about her since for the past two nights there’s been no lights to come on. We just want to make sure no one has broken in and hurt her. She’s a loner and doesn’t speak to anyone,” he says.
Something in the way he says it causes me to look over toward Shadow.
“I’ll be there in a bit,” I inform him and disconnect without waiting for his response. “Shadow, you feel like going on an errand with me? We shouldn’t be too long.”
“What’s up?” he asks, lifting a brow in question.
“Gotta go check on someone who lives next to my uncle,” I mutter, unsure if this is a good idea or not. Either way I’m heading to go check on this woman for my aunt and uncle. The woman is probably just out of town and didn’t let anyone know.
Chapter Three
Neo
“You know whose house this is?” Shadow demands harshly while looking at the house.
“Nope, all I know is it’s my uncle’s neighbor’s,” I shrug, pulling into the driveway of my uncle’s neighbor. Since he and my aunt live on the corner this is the only next-door neighbor he has.
“Yeah, well I do,” he grumbles. “Fuckin’ hell. I hope I’m not going to be telling Luna anything to upset her, this is Harley’s place.”
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
I don’t bother answering him. Instead, I jump out of the driver’s seat slamming the door closed and storm up to the front porch as lightning flashes through the sky.
What a way to deal with today.
Banging on the door, I wait a moment. She doesn’t come to the door. “I’m kicking the fuckin’ door in,” I mutter more to myself than to my brother.
“Just do it,” he says, sounding just as pissed we’re doing this.
Lifting my foot, I slam it down on the doorknob, splintering it from the doorframe.
“Harley,” I call out her name as I enter the house. No sounds come from inside. “Let’s split up, I’ll check the bedrooms if you check the rest of the house.”
Considering all the houses in this neighborhood were nearly all the same design, I knew where her room would most likely be and that’s where I was gonna check first.
Shadow nods and starts in the direction of the kitchen as I go toward the stairs. Taking them two at a time I get to the top floor and walk to the master bedroom door. I don’t bother knocking on the door as I slide the partially opened door completely open. Still no signs of her but the light coming from under the bathroom door catches my attention.
Furrowing my brows, I pull my gun out from my waistband and hold it ready just in case. Putting my hand on the doorknob, I slowly twisted the knob and open the bathroom door.
My eyes widen at the sight in front of me.
Fuckin’ hell.
What the fuck has the woman done?”
Quickly, I shove my gun back into the waistband of my jeans and drop to my knees next to a slumped over Harley who had blood caked to her. Lifting a hand to her neck I check for a pulse. I find one but it’s weak.
“Shadow,” I call out for my brother as I go to lift Harley into my arms not giving a damn about her being in nothing but a tank top and boy shorts. “Get the truck ready.”
Standing with her in my arms I rush out of the bedroom, down the stairs, and out the front door to find Shadow standing there waiting for me. At the sight of Harley in my arms he grimaces.
“What the fuck has she done to herself?” he mutters with a shake of his head.
“I don’t know but we gotta get her to the hospital,” I say, hopping into the passenger seat holding Harley against me.
I lost one person in my life to suicide I’m not about to lose another. Doesn’t matter to me if I barely know Harley. I can sense the connection between us. I felt it that night at the dance club when she was first introduced to us, but I didn’t approach her at the time. Maybe if I had none of this would be happening right now.