Chapter Seven

Blade

Iswear, Sera is nothing like any other woman I’ve ever met. I”m pretty sure I”ll never meet another woman like her. I was worried about this shopping trip because, like most men, I hate shopping. It turns out I had nothing to worry about. She hates shopping just as much as me. She grabbed everything she needed within an hour. Telling jokes about the people we saw and just genuinely being true to herself the entire time. I couldn’t help but laugh and have fun. It was a real breath of fresh air, if I”m being honest. She didn’t care what anyone thought of her while we were out; she brought whatever she wanted, even if it got a few raised eyebrows from people around us. I”ll never understand why they felt the need to judge her because she preferred to buy some of her tops from the men”s section instead of the women”s. It”s just fucking clothing, and it”s not like they are the ones wearing what she picked out; some people baffle me.

We’ve just gotten back to The Compound, and she asked me to take her to look at The Clubhouse, as she”s curious. Part of me really doesn’t want to go in there because Jasmine is still fucking here and I do not want to be dealing with her shit, but Sera doesn’t really have anyone else to ask right now as all her family is busy and she doesn”t know anyone else. I don’t want to let her down, so I”m just going to bite the bullet and hope Jasmine doesn”t show her face.

I pull up outside The Clubhouse, turn off the engine, and just sit there. I hate that I don’t even want to enter my own home because of the chance of coming face-to-face with Jasmine and worrying about what the hell she’s going to say or do next.

“Are you okay?” Sera asks as she places her hand on my arm.

”Yes, I’ve just been avoiding being here recently.” I say as I turn and smile at her. Hoping to reassure her.

“We don’t have to go in; I don’t want you doing something that makes you look this fucking uncomfortable.” She says softly, her voice full of compassion.

“No, I can”t keep avoiding this place forever. For fuck sake, I technically live here, but instead of coming home and going to bed every night, I’ve been staying on the sofa in the office at Inferno”s.”

Opening the car door and stepping out, I wait for Sera to join me. She grabs my hand and starts to walk. As we”re about to enter The Clubhouse, she says, “I don”t know what”s caused you to feel this way, but I promise I”ll be with you the whole time.”

“Thanks Sera.” I reply to her and give her hand a quick squeeze. Her words shouldn’t be as comforting as they are; she’s still a relative stranger, but something about her helps put me at ease.

We enter The Common Room, going over to the bar and taking a seat. Quickly glancing around the room, I see Jasmine isn’t in here right now, so I relax slightly, hoping it”ll stay this way.

“Who’s this Blade?” Whiskey asks me from behind the bar, and I smirk because I’ve got a feeling Sera is not going to like him not asking her and asking me instead.

“Excuse me, why don’t you ask me who I am and not Blade? I can fucking talk, you know.” She snarls at him, and I burst out laughing. Whiskey has a look of pure shock on his face.

“Whiskey, meet Sera. Sera, meet Whiskey.” I say when I finally stop laughing.

Whiskey holds his hand out for her to shake. “And what is a beautiful woman like you doing here with this ugly fucker?” He asks her.

”Oh, I don’t know; I find he’s quite easy on the eyes. I’ve got no complaints.” She says back with a wink.

I wasn”t expecting her to say that about me; I”ll have to file that information away for later. I”ve been attracted to her since I first saw her, but I”m not going to just jump into something. Not after what happened with Jasmine, and certainly not with who her family is. No way am I going to chance fucking things up.

“Oh Blade, I like this one; she can hold her own.”

“I’d hope so, considering who she is.” I say smirking.

“Why? Who is she?” He is intrigued now.

“She’s my sister.” Whiskey spins around at the sound of Shadows” voice at the end of the bar.

“W-w-what.” He sputters out, and we all start laughing.

Yeah, it”s going to be quite funny as each member finds out who Sera is related to. Most of us have known each other a long time, and when there was never any indication the twins had a sister, they”re all going to get a shock with that one. God, just wait until they find out she”s Blaze”s daughter too.

We’ve now been sitting here for about an hour talking to Shadow and Whiskey. They”ve been telling her stories about some of the less outrageous things members have done through the years, but now Shadow has just had to leave—something about a hot date, so I”m guessing he is off to get laid. Sera and Whiskey are talking about how the MC was nothing like she was expecting when she found out about it, as he works. I’m just sitting here, actually enjoying being here for once. It”s nice to be surrounded by my brothers. I”ve missed everyone. I knew I shouldn”t have started to enjoy myself, though, because out of the corner of my eye, I can see Jasmine stomping our way. Fuck, this isn”t going to end well.

I tap Sera’s shoulder, and she quickly looks at me. Quietly, so only she can hear, I tell her, “I’m sorry.”

She looks at me, really confused about why I would be randomly apologizing to her; she”ll figure it out soon enough because this isn”t going to be good. Jasmine is going to make a scene. I”m not stupid enough to expect anything else. It”s what she”s done every time she”s seen me since things blew up between us.

”Oh, look, it”s the fucking liar!” Jasmine starts shouting.

I don”t say anything to her; I just ignore her, which seems to annoy her even more. As soon as she”s within touching distance of me, she lashes out and slaps me across the face. I don”t do anything; I just sit there and take it. I”d never hit a woman. I might be an Enforcer, but I have morals.

“Don”t ignore me, you fucking piece of shit! Lied to any more women lately about being raped, so they”ll think you”re something you”re not and sleep with you.”

God, why did I ever believe she was sweet? She”s a fucking wolf in sheep”s clothing; she fooled us all with how she acted at first.

“What the fuck did she just say?” I hear Sera mutter.

As much as I wish I could pay attention to Sera, I can”t with Jasmine on a tirade. She may be just a woman, but I”m not stupid enough to think she can”t cause me damage if she wants. So instead of turning and seeing what Sera”s reaction is to Jasmine”s words, I keep my full attention on Jasmine while trying not to react to what she is saying and doing. Why the fuck does she need to bring up what happened to me again and call me a fucking liar? I didn”t lie; I told her the truth—well, part of it—about what I went through to try and let her know I had an understanding of the pain she”d gone through. Why the fuck did I bother? All she”s done is expose some of the worst things that have ever happened to me to everyone and call me a liar in the process.

“Say something, then Blade! Are you not going to try and talk your way out of your lies?!” She shouts.

“Jasmine, you need to back the fuck off. We all know you were told to leave him alone.” I hear Whiskey say from behind the bar, and he sounds pissed off as fuck.

She ignores him, though, and carries on her attack. “Come on, Blade, are you seriously going to sit there and say nothing? I thought you were some big, strong Enforcer; all I see is a lying, scarred piece of shit who can”t say anything because he knows he”s been caught out. Both lying about fucking that bunny and about what happened when you were younger. You”re fucking disgusting and deserve to go through hell before someone puts a bullet between your eyes. The world would be better off without you.”

My whole body starts to shake now as her words are sending me back into the past in my head. She may be standing there and accusing me of lying, but every word I told her was the truth. I was raped and beaten as a child; luckily, I never told her who raped or beat me. I can just imagine the damage she’d do with that information. The words she”s just said about deserving a bullet—she doesn”t have a clue how many times, when I was younger, I used to wish for that just to end the pain.

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