Chapter 24
Anchor
“Fucking explain right now, son!” my dad commands, and I shake my head as every brother looks at me with well, anger to be honest which is just fucking hilarious if you’d ask me.
It isn’t like I spent my every waking moment at the club, even when I was prospecting, I barely slept here because of my dad’s attitude so why would I tell them about the whole shit show?
Besides, I planned to take it to the grave and the only reason why I opened my mouth is because Summer looked ready to use what she did as an excuse to leave me.
“What is there to explain?” I ask, “I sunk an anchor, end of story.”
“With a fucking man attached to it!” Doc growls, and I raise a brow and ask, “So you would have let him live while he was raping his seventeen-year-old brother? Blood brother at that?”
His jaw ticks, and he growls, “You know goddamn well I wouldn’t have, but I also wouldn’t have lied about the anchor!”
“I didn’t lie, I did sink the anchor, but I also had the captain to think of, he helped me drown the fucker, and then the brother, Tray, killed himself sending me into a fucking spin.
He hung himself with the word filthy carved into his chest for fuck’s sake and Mama suggested I leave out what happened so the club didn’t become an accomplice if it were to ever get out. ”
“Your fucking mother knew?!” Dad shouts, his face turning bright red with anger and I wince.
Fuck.
“She’s a cop, Dad. I was seventeen, and last time I checked, you fuckers weren’t even communicating with me because I wanted a home, so for all I knew, you were going to tell me where to fucking go,” I remind him, and he looks away, fisting his hands down by his side and I sigh, “It doesn’t matter now anyway, the fucker is dead, Tray couldn’t live with the trauma, and Captain Williams continues to run his boat and everyone is none the wiser because of Mama. ”
Doc opens his mouth, most likely to proceed to give me an ass chewing, but a scream echoes in the common room, and I don’t think, I don’t fucking hesitate.
I jump on the table, run over it towards the door, jump off right near it before the brothers even realize what is going on, and I rush through the door but halt in the door way for one second, one fucking second that feels like hours as I take in the scene.
Fuck me.
Gabriel is screaming, rolling around on the floor as three clubwhores beat him up, Willie knocked out nearby, while my girl, fuck…
A thin man pins her on the floor, a bat lying near her head as he tries to yank her jeans down, as she fights him, kicking and hitting him which only makes him laugh.
What did the fuckers just think all us brothers were out or something?
They don’t even look concerned about being caught…
I roar out loudly, causing everyone to look my way, and the fucker on top of my girl, head shoots up in shock as I suspected, believing no brother was around despite the several fucking bikes outside and his green eyes lock with mine, fear shining back at me.
Yeah fucker, you should be scared.
As the brothers enter the room with their weapons drawn, I rush over to Summer who is struggling against her tormentor who still has her pinned before knocking him off her and tackling the fucker to the floor, making him grunt in shock with the impact.
He tries to shove me off him but fails as I lean up then punch him, once, twice, three times in the face before I hear, “Anchor!” and I turn my head, expecting to see my girl curled up in the corner, cowering but instead my mouth parts in shock as she smacks Gabriel with the bat and I quickly climb off the groaning fucker beneath me and walk over to where Summer is beating her demons away.
No one stops her, all too shocked at what she’s doing to help herself heal.
She smacks the bat on his head, his stomach, his cock, everywhere until he’s no longer screaming, until he’s a bloody mess with a puddle pouring beneath him, no longer breathing, and even then she doesn’t stop.
Doc goes to grab her, but I quickly grab his arm, causing him to scowl, but I shake my head.
She needs this, meaning she needs to stop on her own as well.
Frowning, he nods then looks back at Summer just as she smacks the bat back on Gabriel's head, all the brothers watching as she beats one of the reasons why she was taken to death before she drops the bat, breathing heavy, her tears falling, and I notice her legs wobbling.
I don’t think, I act. I move forward and quickly grab her before she falls to the floor, then pick her up bridal style.
“Eric,” she whispers, and I murmur, “I’ve got you, sunshine.”
I turn and walk towards the officer's bedrooms, ignoring the bloody heap on the floor, but as I pass my dad, I state, “I need you to stay with Summer,” and he nods and follows me to my room as she passes out in my arms.
Dirty quickly opens my door, and I walk inside and lay my girl on our bed, not giving a shit about the blood splatter and gently I move her hair out of her face before I notice the bruise forming on her cheekbone and anger spirals inside me.
The fucker is about to get what he deserves, I’ll make sure of it for my girl.
Leaning down, I press my lips against the bruise and I whisper, “I’ll slay your last demon for you, sunshine. I love you.”
Standing straight, I look at her one more time, all the ways she was tortured, or the few she admitted to earlier, coming back to me, and I sniff hard as I turn and walk out of the room, my dad taking a seat on the chair to watch her, finally being the dad I fucking need.
“Please tell me the fuckers are dead,” I hear Willie grunt as I walk into the common room, and I state, “One is, Summer beat him to death, the other will be soon, you want in?”
The lad looks at me with a serious look on his face and sneers, “Abso-fucking-lutely!”
“Then let’s go,” I command, and Doc states, “He’s in the torture shack.”
I turn and head for the door without a word, one person on my mind right now, and that is the fucker who tortured my girl.
***
“Let me go!” the fucker shouts as I descend the stairs in the shack far back in the yard on club property a few minutes later, and I snarl as I lay eyes on him, watching as he thrashes about in the chair, completely naked blood coating his face.
I don’t stop my stride and walk straight up to him, getting his attention, and his eyes widen as I pull my fist back and slam it into his cheek, making him grunt in shock, before I grab his dirty hair and yank his head back.
“Ready to play, fucker?” I sneer, and his throat bobs.
“If you don’t let me go, my men will kill you,” he tries to threaten.
I smirk and fill him in, “All of your men are dead, Gabriel being the last one, and my girl just beat the shit out of him with the bat you brought in until his head was caved in, and she killed Amber, slicing her throat,” his eyes wide and I chuckle, “You’d think you’d learn your lesson with the seven men she killed while you had her locked up in a cage. ”
“I bought her,” he spits, and I pull his hair tightly and shout, “She wasn’t that bitch’s to fucking sell,” before I shove his head back hard, making him cry out like a little pussy.
Breathing heavy, I turn around and lock eyes with Willie, and I ask, “How’s strong is your stomach?”
He frowns, clearly confused, and I grin coldly as I hold my hand out and Trigger hands me a blade.
“Stand him up and bend him over,” I command, and Willie’s eyes widen as his face pales, and I ask, “Still want to be in here for this?”
He swallows and confirms, “This is what they did to Summer?” I nod, and he says firmly, “I’m not going anywhere!”
Okay…
I nod and turn as Hanz shouts, “No, fuck you, you bastard, get the fuck off me!” and I chuckle, seeing him trying to fight Tank and Ace off as I slowly walk over to him.
He chokes, “No, fuck off,” seeing the blade as they bend him over, his legs are spread apart, and without pausing, I shove the blade inside his asshole and twist it before moving it in and out fast, and he screams out in horror and pain.
“Hurts, doesn’t it fucker,” Stone mutters as Hanz’s body shakes, blood pouring from his ass, but I’m not done with him.
There’s still two more ways I need to hurt him before he dies.
Pulling the blade out of him, I throw it on the floor and hold my hand out yet again, and this time, a metal rod is placed in my hand.
It’s a good thing we had this equipment, because I really didn’t want to wait to kill this fucker.
Shoving it inside his asshole which goes in nice and easy with the blood acting like a lube, he cries out in horror and I press the button and electrocute him.
His body shakes as he pisses himself and chokes on a sobbed cry.
“This is for all the women, men, and kids you harmed all for your sick needs. This is for my girl who is pregnant with one of your sick fuck’s baby,” I sneer, and Hanz cries even louder as I yank the wand out of him and chuck it on the floor, then command, “The metal pole,” the final one to use on the fucker.
If I knew everything else, I’d use them, but I don’t and I won’t subject my girl to remember her pain, so this will have to do.
The cold metal hits my palm and I lean back a bit and state, “See you in hell, mother fucker!” and he screams, “No,” just as I shove the pole into his ass and thrust it up inside him hard, so fucking hard he coughs and blood splatters everywhere just as Tank puts a bullet into his head and I step back breathing hard, leaving the pole inside him, his body limp.
He didn’t suffer enough, my girl suffered for nineteen months, he had ten minutes, he didn’t suffer enough.
“You did good, brother,” Ace mumbles from beside me, and I wipe away the single tear that falls down my fucking cheek, for my girl, for the pain she was put in, all while I was trying my hardest to live my life without her, alone, believing she left me.
“It wasn't enough,” I choke, and Ace grips my shoulder.
“It never will feel like enough because you love her so fucking much,” Tank states, “But you can make sure she knows how loved she is and whatever her future holds, you hold her hand through it.”
I nod as another tear falls, and I sniff hard and shake my head, pain for my girl consuming me, and I mutter, “I need to get to her.”
Ace squeezes my shoulder harder and guides me towards the door just as Willie says, “I promise to always protect her.”
I give him a nod in thanks, showing him my tears and his own eyes tear up before I walk out of the torture shack, promising to never let her past destroy her, promising to never allow her demons to take her down because Summer and I, we’re end game, we’re forever and I won’t let her go, I’m just so goddamn fucking sorry I never stopped that day, never stopped her torment, her pain.
Fuck, I don’t deserve her.