Chapter Twenty-One
One week later, Big Dick came awake with the ringing of his cell phone. He was so shocked to hear it that at first, he was pretty sure he was dreaming. He usually put the “do not disturb” button on during the night. If the club called, it would be to the main landline.
“What is it?” Larissa asked.
“It’s Erick,” he said. “Don’t worry about it, babe, go back to sleep.”
Since they had been married, all of his stuff had been moved into the main bedroom. The whole club, Larissa’s father, and even his own parents had been shocked to hear they had eloped.
Larissa had felt guilty at the sadness on his mom’s face, so they had agreed to have another ceremony soon, with his wife wearing a white dress. He didn’t care what his family needed or wanted. He only cared about what his wife wanted.
His cell phone was deep into one of his pockets and it was a struggle to find it. The ringing was starting to piss him off, as he knew if he left it to keep ringing, the chances of Larissa staying awake would be high. The doctors had said she needed to rest.
She had no choice but to stop working at the bakery. She was a little menace, because his wife was used to doing so much, and now that she was on rest, she struggled. He’d come home to find her scrubbing the damn wooden floors. It had taken every ounce of control not to spank her ass.
Having twins was a ... process. She was exhausting herself, and he was not going to allow her to make herself ill.
Finally, he found his cell phone, and quickly rushed out of the bedroom, answering it. “Damn it, Erick, I know we’re on speaking terms, but right now, you’re pissing me off.”
“Someone’s in my home,” Erick said.
Big Dick froze as he heard the true fear in his younger brother’s voice. He rarely heard fear from Erick. The little shit had always had an answer for everything.
“Where are you?” he asked.
“The bathroom in my main bedroom, but I heard them outside. I don’t know what to do, George. What the fuck do I do?”
Big Dick put his fingers to his eyes. “Are they robbing the place?”
“I don’t know. It doesn’t sound like it.”
And then, Big Dick heard the sound of trashing, and he knew exactly what was happening.
“What do I do?” Erick asked.
“You need to ... wait,” Big Dick said. “Can you fight?”
“No. I never trained, never did any of that. Shit. I can’t get out of here.”
This was hard.
“I want you to keep your cell phone on,” Big Dick said. “I’m coming for you.”
“I think they were in leather jackets,” Erick said.
This made Big Dick freeze.
“What did you say?”
“I have security and I logged onto it when I thought I heard something. They’re wearing leather jackets. At first, I thought it was you because I saw the word ‘Bastards.’ I’m so sorry for being a dick to you. Please make them stop.”
“I didn’t send them, Erick.”
His brother whimpered.
“Listen to me, this is going to hurt, okay? This is going to get painful, but I need you to figure out a way for you to tell me where you are. They’re going to hurt you. I need you to find a way to stay alive,” Big Dick said. “Can you do that for me?” he asked, storming back into the room.
Larissa had already sat up and was looking at him with fear in her eyes.
“I’m handing you to Larissa,” he said. “Talk to him.”
He went to her bedside cabinet and pulled out her cell phone, and immediately dialed Hunter. He knew he needed to alert Smokey, but he had to get to Hunter.
“Dude, what the ever-loving fuck?”
“You need to get out of the fucking house. Get Harlow and Rosa, and I need you to get to my parents, and we’ve got to get them back to the fucking clubhouse.”
“Wait, Big Dick, what the fuck—”
“Give me the fucking phone,” Harlow said. “What the fuck is going on, George?”
“Big Dick,” Larissa said, and he heard the fear and panic in his wife’s voice.
“Hold on.” He took the other phone from Larissa and pressed it to his phone, and he heard his brother getting beaten. “Fuck!”
Returning his attention to Harlow, “Just do as I fucking say. Erick is in danger. The Twisted Bastards MC are targeting our family, now go and fucking check on our parents and do it now. I’m getting Larissa to the clubhouse.”
His wife was already grabbing a bag. He had told her to always have one packed in case of emergencies and this right now was one of them.
“I’ll call Smokey,” Larissa said, taking the phone from him.
Erick was not in a good way. His brother was crying out, screaming, and Big Dick was sure he heard something snap. It had to be, because his brother let out a high-pitched scream.
“Smokey wants to know what you need,” Larissa said.
“Tell him to round up my family,” Big Dick said.
“I think it’s time we take you with us.”
Big Dick froze because he would recognize that fucker’s voice anywhere. It was Cadeon. The Twisted Bastards MC was going after his family, or at least Erick. Was Erick a traitor? No, he didn’t believe that of his brother. He did, at one point, believe it. Not now.
He expected to hear Cadeon, but he didn’t.
Somehow, his brother had his cell phone on, and no one realized what he was doing.
Big Dick didn’t say a word, he kept the line connected as he moved Larissa downstairs. He had already pulled on his pants and his shirt, along with his leather cut. They left the house, and Big Dick checked everything to make sure the coast was clear.
“Look out!” Larissa let out a scream, as suddenly someone jumped him from behind, slamming him into the car.
He let out a grunt, sliding the cell phone Erick was connected to, and he spun around, with quick speed, and was on the attack. His assailant was not prepared for his instant lash back as he began to pummel him. He didn’t hold back. There was no fear for him.
He continued to punch him in the face, until the man before him had no more fight.
“You think you can fucking attack me? You’ve got another thing coming, you piece of fucking shit.
” He grabbed a piece of rope from the back of Larissa’s car and tied it around his wrists.
He made sure it was nice and secure, then he dumped his ass in the back.
He caught sight of the leather cut. Twisted Bastards MC.
He didn’t know what game Cadeon was playing, but right now, he had woken him the fuck up, and he was ready to play hard.
He put Larissa’s bag into the back of the car and climbed into the front seat.
Larissa covered the earpiece of the cell phone.
“They’re taking him somewhere.” She whispered the words, and he reached for the cell phone and pressed it against his ear.
He heard muffled whispers and Erick’s heavy breathing.
He handed her back the cell phone. “Let me know if you hear anything else. Give me your other phone.”
“Smokey is already rounding up your family.”
Big Dick knew it was going to be difficult. His brothers were not going to take kindly to being woken up like this.
The Twisted Bastards MC had gone from Erick. They had also come for him. He gripped the steering wheel, getting closer to the clubhouse. He saw Brick was at the main gate, gun in hand. The clubhouse was now awake, and they were going to be on lockdown.
He needed to get his family here.
Vice was there, waiting. The moment he saw the Twisted Bastards MC in the back, he opened up the car and started to drag the man toward the basement of the clubhouse.
“What’s going on?” Larissa asked. She still had the cell phone against her ear.
Big Dick grabbed her bag, and he moved around the car, taking the cell phone from her and placing it in his pocket.
“You’ve got to stay here.”
“What’s happening, please?” she asked.
“Someone attacked Erick, my brother.”
“And you think it is because of the Hell’s Bastards MC?” she asked.
“I know it is. That guy that jumped me, he’s the enemy. They have attacked Erick.”
“And you think they’re going to attack your family?” Larissa asked.
“I don’t know. I don’t know if Erick was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.
In all honesty, I don’t know what the fuck is going on, but I go by my gut, and my gut is saying I need to protect my family.
I need to protect you.” He helped her out of the car.
“So, until I stop this, you’re staying here. ”
“But what about the house?”
“The house will still be there, Larissa. I promise you.” He pressed a kiss to her head. “I love you, okay? I love you, and I will show you where you’ll be staying.”
The main clubhouse seemed to be dead. There were only a couple of prospects and a few of the members who didn’t look happy. They all nodded to him as he entered.
He saw the concern. This was a first for all of them, especially for a long time. Most of the time, no one went after family. This is what made the Twisted Bastards MC different. They had no qualms about attacking family. His brother.
He wanted to grab that cell phone and listen to what was going on, to make sure his brother was still alive. He knew Erick was a pain in the ass, and for most of their lives, he hadn’t liked him. But Erick was still his brother, and he loved his brother and didn’t want to lose him.
“This is where you’ll be staying,” he said, stepping inside his old room that he hadn’t used in some time. It was still clean, because Ava wouldn’t allow any room to go without having a quick clean.
Larissa stepped into the room, and she put a hand to her stomach.
“I want you to try and get some sleep,” Big Dick said.
“You expect me to sleep with all of this going on?” he asked.
“Yeah, I do. I know it’s ... hard.”
“Your brother has been taken.” She went to him and put her hands on his chest. “I’m here for you.”
“I know.” He took both of her hands. “And I want you here with me. But I need to take care of this.”
She pressed her head against his chest. “I love you.”
“I love you too. You’ve got our babies to protect and they need their mother to be well rested. Do that for me, baby. Please?”
“I will.”
Larissa lifted her head. “I won’t give you any reason to worry.”