Chapter Eight
Sera
Ihave no idea who this black haired chick is that’s screaming and hitting Blade, but she’s about to fucking learn to shut her mouth. I’m close enough to Blade that I can see his whole body shaking, and I can see from his face that there is something bad going on in his head right now, and this bitch has just triggered it. I refuse to sit here and watch this happen. I don’t care if I end up in shit for what I’m about to do. No way in hell should Blade have to fucking take this shit in his own home. No fucking wonder he didn’t want to come in here if this is what he has to deal with.
As she goes to swing at him again, I decide that”s enough and get up from my seat. She’s paying no attention to me at all; her entire focus is on both physically and verbally attacking Blade, so when she is about to connect with his face again, she”s totally taken by surprise when I grab her wrist and use it to push her away from Blade and stand in front of him so he”s blocked from her.
“WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?” She shouts in my face.
“Stopping you, what does it look like I’m doing?” My voice doesn’t even sound like my own right now; I sound deadly.
“YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO STOP ME! DO YOU HAVE ANY CLUE WHO I AM?”
“I have every right when you are physically hitting a man who is never going to defend himself purely because you’re a woman. I also do not give a flying fuck who you are. Get out of my face.”
“WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? YOU’RE JUST SOME FUCKING BIMBO HE’S brOUGHT HERE TO SHOW OFF TOO. YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHO HE REALLY IS! YOU NEED TO SIT DOWN AND MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS!” She’s screaming at this point, drawing the attention of everyone in the room.
“Sweetheart, you made it my business by interrupting us when we were just fucking sitting here hanging out. Now turn around and leave.”
I have no idea how I’ve managed to stay so fucking calm when really all I want to do is flatten this bitch. I let go of her arm so she can leave, but she doesn’t do as she”s told and goes to hit me instead. Wrong move, bitch. I grab her wrist before she can connect, and I squeeze hard. Suddenly, she lets out a shriek and starts crying. What I hadn’t realized is that during our confrontation, Wrath had come up behind me, and she’d noticed.
“W-Wrath, I don’t know who she is, but she just attacked me; you saw her. Do something.”
She is properly putting on a show now, and I just shake my head and turn to look at Wrath; he”s struggling not to laugh. I just raise a brow at him and smirk.
I turn away from him and lean over to look into Blade”s face, and he seems to have come back out of wherever he went in his head, and his eyes look more present. Probably because she was no longer hurling abuse at him and attacking him.
“Thank you, Angel.” He whispers.
Jasmine must hear him because she starts up again. “THANK YOU! YOU’RE THANKING THIS FUCKING WHORE FOR ATTACKING ME, AND YOU”RE CALLING HER A FUCKING ANGEL FOR DOING IT!” She screeches out and goes to make a move to attack him again, but this time it’s Wrath who steps in her path.
“ENOUGH!” He shouts. “You were warned, Jasmine. Not only have you once again verbally and physically attacked an Officer of this MC, you also tried to attack my sister and then lied about her! What Blade calls her is none of your fucking business. I fucking get him calling her that after she put a stop to you and your abuse. You no longer need our protection; Claire has been dealt with, and you”re safe. You need to leave, and if you ever want to see Cam again, I’d fucking change your attitude fast! Now go and get packed, or I’ll fucking let Sera be the one to get rid of you.”
She scurries out of the room, holding her arm to her chest. Stupid bitch. Shooting daggers at me and Blade before she goes. I don”t think she”s going to listen; I have a feeling in my gut that she”s going to try something again in the future, and I think I’m now a target too.
“I’m sorry, Wrath, but I couldn’t just sit there and let her attack him. I don’t have a clue what it was all about, but I could see Blade going somewhere in his mind, and I just reacted.”
“Sera, you don’t need to apologize. If anything, I owe you a thank you for protecting him when none of us felt we could. We do not like getting physical with women.”
“I get it, Wrath. I’m just glad I was here to do something about it, and if you ever have another woman you need me to handle, just let me know.” I smile at him.
He just shakes his head and smiles back at me. He thinks I”m joking, but I”m really not. I”d happily handle any of the women they have issues with. It would be a pleasure.
“Now come on, Blade, you’re coming back to Dads with me.” I grab his hand, force him to stand up, and drag him from the room.
He needs time to get his head back on straight without an audience, and I”m going to make sure he gets it, whether he likes it or not. Yes, he”s a big, bad Enforcer, but mental health is still a thing, even for him.
Once I get him back to my Dad”s house, I force him to sit on the sofa and drink a whole bottle of water. I know how much havoc being triggered causes the body. I”ve been there more than once myself.
“Are you feeling better?” I ask softly as I sit down.
“Yeah, how did you know?” He asks while turning to look at me.
“Because I know what being triggered is like.” I tell him with a sad smile.
“I hate that you know.”
“Me too, Blade, me too.”
I may not know Blade’s story, but I heard enough from that confrontation to know we both have trauma in our past. I think that’s the reason I feel so comfortable with him and have been from the start. Like knows like. Trauma recognizes trauma. Pain understands pain.
I wish I knew the full story so I knew how to help him better. Being triggered and working through the aftermath alone is hard, I know from experience. I’ve always wished I had someone I could lean on during those times. Does he feel the same?
Until he wants or is ready to talk, I’m just going to sit here, providing silent support. Knowing he’s not alone has got to help, right?