Ten

Demon

My Brothers and I stand outside the house and test the mics. The house is big on the Folsom hillside.

“Brothers, remember, you grab the motherfucker and kill him. We will set the house on fire. I’m going to get Halo,” I say, pulling my Glock out.

“Let’s do this,” Diablo hisses, taking some Brothers. They look at the second floor.

I look in the living room, kitchen, dining room. I kick the bedroom doors, and we rush in. We look in all the rooms on the first floor. It’s a huge house. Then we walk down the hall looking and listening.

I hear a scream, and my heart stops.

That’s Halo.

I try the other door, but it’s locked. I kick it down and run inside.

It’s a fucking office, and it’s empty.

Fuck!

I run out to search for her, listening.

“We have him,” Diablo says into the mic.

“Fucking kill him but ask him where Halo is,” I yell, running to the last door in the hallway.

I open the door, and I stare at the stairs. It’s a fucking basement, seriously? I run down the stairs and stop.

My Baby is sitting in a chair almost naked. She’s crying, and her face is starting to bruise, and her lip is bleeding. My heart stops and starts beating.

“Baby,” I yell, running over to her. I take off my Cut and pull off my t-shirt. I wrap my T-shirt around her to cover her up. I grab my Cut and quickly pull it on.

“Demon! You came for me,” Halo cries.

“Always. Baby, keep still. Let me cut the plastic ties off you,” I say in a soft tone.

I grab my knife from my jeans and cut the plastic ties. I wrap my t-shirt around her and pull her into my arms. I see her bags on the floor near the stairs.

“Brother, grab her bags,” I yell, walking up the stairs.

“Brothers, let’s get out of here. Diablo set the house on fire.

I run out of the house, and I take her over to the MC van. I get in the back with her, and my Brother Menace drives the van.

I hold Halo in my arms, and I pull my T-shirt on her.

“Baby, Slash will check you out. Everything is going to be okay. You’re safe now,” I say, holding her close.

“I’m going to be okay,” Halo says, resting her head on my shoulder.

An hour later.

I’m next to the bed in the MC’s medical room, holding Halo’s hand. I watch Slash check her out. He finishes and looks at me, holding his stethoscope.

“Prez, Halo, and the Baby are okay. She has split lips and a black eye, but that’s it. She needs to apply an ice pack to the lip and eye. The swelling should go down in a couple of days. She can take Tylenol or Advil for the pain. Her obstetrician should check her,” Slash says.

“Okay, thanks,” I say, moving my head up and down.

Slash nods and walks out of the room.

“Oh my god, Baby. Halo, I’m so glad that you’re okay,” Mama Bear says, walking over.

“Mom, it was awful. That crazy bastard almost raped me,” Halo says.

Her lip trembles and tears roll down her face.

“Halo, I’m glad that he didn’t. I’m going to bring you some tea to calm you down. Remember, almost is not the same as executed. I want you to remember that. You will be okay,” Mama Bear says, hugging her.

“Oh, Mom, I love you,” Halo says.

“I love you. I’ll take the cup of tea to the room,” Momma Bear says, kissing Halo’s temple.

“Okay, Mom,” Halo says.

Momma Bear walks out of the room.

“Baby, let’s go to my room,” I say, picking her up in my arms.

“Yes, I need a shower.”

I help her shower, and I give her my T-shirt to sleep in.

“Baby, are you okay,” I ask, climbing into the bed with her.

I wrap my arms around her and kiss her temple.

“Oh my god, Ash. That fucker tore off my bra and touched me. He sucked my nipple. It was gross.”

“I’m sorry that the bastard touched you. But we have to be happy that he didn’t hurt you and the Baby.”

“You’re not pissed that he touched me and sucked my nipple?”

“I don’t like it, but I’m happy that you’re alive and that he didn’t rape you or hurt you and the Baby. I love you and always will.”

“Oh, okay. But it makes me feel dirty.”

“You’re not dirty, and nothing that he did was your fault. Even if he would have raped you, it wouldn’t be your fault. I would still love you.”

“Oh my god, I love you.”

“I love you, Baby.”

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