Eleven
Eleven
GUNNER
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“Oh, fuck no. Bitch, you better turn your ass right the fuck around and kick rocks. We are not dealing with y’alls shit. Fuck all the way off.” Bellamy says, eyes trained on the woman who seems unaffected by the anger radiating from Bellamy. The woman smirks, giving Bellamy a look that says she’s dealing with a gnat buzzing in her ear instead of an assassin that could take her out without a second thought. The woman turns to say something to Blaze, who isn’t faring any better than his sister, but Bellamy isn’t having it and steps in the woman’s face.
The main room is entirely focused on the scene. A few brothers stand where they were previously seated, their eyes bouncing from me to the woman, waiting for me to step in or give them orders to handle the situation.
“Jessa, I’m so far from not fucking around. The answer to whatever the fuck they want from her is HELL THE FUCK NO. She’s done, we are done. Take a fucking hint, you bottom-feeding conniving cum dumpster.” Bellamy sneers in the woman’s face.
Jessa”s eyes narrow on my daughter as she takes a step closer to Bellamy, eyes filling with malice. Taz, never far from his woman, wraps his arms around Bellamy’s waist, pulling her to his side and glaring at the woman, daring her to do something that will have her buried before night”s end. Jessa”s lips turn from a malicious sneer to a seductive smile as she looks at Taz. She doesn’t hide the appreciative look as she takes him in. Then the bitch fucks up and licks her lips when her eyes meet his. Bellamy lunges at her.
“Oh lord,” Savvy says under her breath, pulling away from me to get up.
Sitting next to my woman, Pain places his hand on Savvy’s shoulder. “Nope, Auntie. If she wants to play, let her play. Bellamy and Blaze will handle her. This isn’t the way to get our–your attention. And that bitch playing stupid games with Bell will not end well for her.” Pain says, his eyes trained on Savvy, imploring her to let it play out. My eyes coast between the two of them.
Savvy and Pain have a silent conversation that has Savvy’s jaw tick. After a few more moments, she releases a slow breath and nods, leaning back in her chair, flexing her neck, and her eyes return to the scene.
“Lord, give me strength. I understand, nephew. You are right. This will not end the way she or they think it will.” Savvy says cryptically, and a calculated and deadly look crosses her face. Pain and Rocket nod in understanding. Understanding that I don’t share.
“Why the fuck did he think this was a good idea? Gramps and the Organization are pissed because of the shit that happened. They played their cards and lost the fucking plot. What they did, what they caused. You are done. You are not responsible for cleaning up their fucking messes. For fuck”s sake, the last time you went missing for fucking weeks.” Rocket says absentmindedly.
“The fuck?” I say, my eyes snapping to Savvy, who doesn’t acknowledge either Rocket or I.
“Seriously, Rocket, inside damn voice, needs to fucking stay inside, like in your head. Nowhere the fuck else, brother.” Pain says, smacking his brother on the back of the head. His eyes come to mine when he notices me watching him and his brother waiting for someone to answer me. He shakes his head and then looks at Savvy, letting me know he will not expand on or answer me. My eyes turn to Rocket, who looks like he wants to say something, but when Pain angles his head toward Savvy, Rocket curses and sits back, crossing his arms over his chest with a huff.
“She can’t fucking ignore us forever, Mrs. Petrov-Highland,” Jessa says with a raised brow.
Bellamy says something I can’t hear. Causing the chick to step closer to her. “We know who the fuck she is. And we know what the fuck she is. No matter…” the woman says as she uncrosses her arms and stares down at her nails, like the conversation is boring her. “She still has a debt to pay. Unless you want to pay for her.” Jessa smirks.
“The fuck she does. She’s paid that shit tenfold. And you damn well fucking know it,” Blaze sneers.
Looking away from Bellamy with a slight smirk. She steps toward Blaze, who is visibly vibrating with fury. He lets out a growl and steps back when she attempts to put her hand on his arm. Undeterred, Jessa’s eyes glitter as she leans closer to Blaze, saying something to him that has Blaze grabbing the woman by the throat and pulling her closer. Undeterred, Jessa leans into it like it”s some fucked up form of foreplay. Blaze’s face inches from hers as he growls, something that has her eyes widening.
The woman has no sense of self-preservation because she chuckles and shrugs. “Don’t shoot the messenger, but she needs to speak to them. You know how this works,” she says, looking into Blaze’s eyes and then Bellamy’s. “Let me say what I need to fucking say so that I can get back to the life you could only hope for,” Jessa says, smirking. I have a feeling that it was a dig.
“Bitch,” Blaze brings his other hand up, and he looks fucking murderous.
Even though it looks like he’s going to choke the life out of the bitch. Her widened eyes leave Bellamy’s, finding Savvy, and they flicker; a little of her hubris leeches out of her as she tries to get out of Blaze’s grasp.
Savvy stands without a word and walks in the opposite direction of our children and the woman. Pain, Rocket curse. Pain looks at me, then at the twins.
“Let”s hear what the bitch has to say and be done with it.” Pain says.
Pain and Rocket stand and follow behind Savvy. Pain stops when he reaches the mouth of the hall. He looks at me and nods, letting me know I need to be involved with whatever this is.
My returning nod is one of understanding, and I look back at my son and daughter and find Blaze leaning into Taz, saying something to him in a hushed, hurried tone, still holding the woman by the throat. When Blaze turns from Taz and his sister, his focus returns to the woman, snatches her by her hair, and drags her in the direction his mother went. The earlier fury that he displayed is no more. His face is now a blank mask. Bellamy furiously whispers to Taz. Taz nods a few times, leans down, and says something to her that has her narrowing her eyes and turning to watch her brother drag the woman away.
I stand and step into Taz”s and Bellamy’s path. My eyes connect with my VP, and I see his confusion and concern, but I also see something else that has my eyes narrowing on him. I understand his priorities have changed since Bellamy came into his life. She and the kids are his everything, and I wouldn’t put it past him to know far more about Bellamy’s team and the Organization than he has shared with me. And I appreciate he puts her first because I feel the same way about my woman, but I’ve felt they’ve all been keeping something from me for weeks. And that something might have just walked through my clubhouse doors. And I’ll be damned if they leave me in the dark with whatever the fuck this is. I’ve had enough of the women in my life blindsiding me and my club. I know Savvy would never bring anything to the club. She and the kids are more than capable of handling their shit, but me being me, I’m unwilling to let them or be in the dark while they do.
Leaning down to look into my daughter’s eyes. “What the actual fuck is going on? Who wants your mother’s attention so bad they send some fucked up chick asking to die to my clubhouse doors? Now is not the time for secrets. I know you’ve been keeping shit from me.” Releasing a breath. “We’ve been through this shit once, and I’ll be damned if I’m blindsided again,” I say, raising a brow at my daughter. Who looks between the hall and me.
Bellamy’s lips thin, and she shakes her head, letting out a frustrated breath.
With another shake of her head. Bellamy looks back up at me, and I see worry in her eyes for the first time ever. “What I know…” Bellamy looks conflicted as her eyes bounce between Taz and mine. “What happened before…” She clears her throat, looking uneasy, and my daughter is not one to look uncomfortable, which has my blood going cold. “Before Blaze and I were born, what happened changed Mom. She… She made decisions that weren’t…” She sighs and shakes her head. “She made a decision that saved her life, mine and Blaze’s. She planned to share things with you when the time was right. It may seem like we are keeping secrets, and in a way… in a way, we are. It’s…” Running her hand through her curls. “Look, we need to get in there and find out why the fuck that bitch is here because whatever it is, it isn’t good,” Bellamy says, squaring her shoulders, face blanking. Fuck.
Without another word and understanding, I won’t get anything from her. I turn on my heels and stomp toward the offices so I can find out what the fuck is going on. My daughter knows more than she is willing or can share; I understand her wanting to let Savvy explain it. That Bellamy’s all over the place means that whatever this is–it’s not fucking good.
The silence that greets me as I approach my office is unnerving. I expected to hear raised voices and threats being thrown out, but there was nothing. The atmosphere in the room is tense as I stand in the doorway. Looking around, Bull and Vex stand with narrowed eyes behind my desk, arms crossed, and eyes narrowed. I didn’t even see them walk this way, but I know they are just as protective of Savvy as Bell and Blaze. So it shouldn’t surprise me that they’re here. Blaze stands behind the woman Jessa, who is seated in front of my desk; she’s glaring at my woman. Savvy is sitting on the couch, watching the woman with assessing eyes, seeming unaffected by the glare directed at her. I smirk, knowing my woman is in work mode. Bored and unbothered seems to be her go-to setting.
Bellamy pushes past me, and I can feel her anger. Savvy doesn’t take her eyes off the woman as Bellamy walks over to her mother and sits on the opposite side of the couch. Taz takes up sentry next to his woman, leaning into the wall and taking a similar stance as my boys.
Pain and Rocket are posted on either side of the door. I say nothing as I walk into the room and to my desk. No one says a word. I steeple my fingers across my chest, turn my chair, and look at my woman, who doesn’t acknowledge me as she stares at Jessa as if she is waiting for something.
Jessa’s eyes leave my woman, and she looks around the room with a self-satisfied smirk on her lips, causing a low growl to rumble in my chest. Something about this woman has my hackles up, and whatever she is here for, it’s clear it”s to unnerve and get my family’s attention.
“Look, we could all sit here and stare at each other all night,” she says, shrugging. “Here is the thing. I don’t have time for this. You...” She leans forward, eyes focused on Savvy’s smirk on her lips. “You all have been given more grace than anyone deserves, and that grace is up.” She says and smirks. Her words serve as a threat, and no one rises to the occasion, causing her to narrow her eyes on Savvy.
My eyes bounce between Savvy, Pain, Rocket Bellamy, and Blaze. Savvy only looks at the children and shakes her head, which has them holding back their objections, opinions, or the fuck they planned to say.
With a tilt of her head, Savvy”s eyes go cold. Her assessing and calculating look does not bode well.
“No, Jessa,” Savvy says as she stands. She walks over to the woman more like prowls, as if stalking her prey. Once she is standing in front of the woman, she leans her luscious ass on the desk, crossing her arms across her chest. My cock thickens, and I internally curse myself as I sit back and lean a little so that I can watch the bitch Jessa’s face as my woman handles her. With a tilt of her head, my woman’s voice is cold and emotionless, and Jessa’s eyes widen at what she sees.
“Has everyone forgotten, Yokosuka?” Savvy says, tilting her head as the woman in the chair shifts for the first time, looking uncomfortable and unsure of herself. “I haven’t forgotten. I could never forget.” Leaning forward into Jessa’s line of sight, Savvy says, “I distinctly remember the lives I saved and telling them I was done. I remember telling them through you it would be their end if you came for me or mine.” Savvy says.
Savvy, take a single step toward the woman who glares at my woman in defiance. With a chuckle, Savvy wraps her hands around the woman’s neck. Blaze must understand what is happening because he takes a small step back, his eyes brightening as he looks down at the woman.
Leaning into Jessa’s face, Savvy’s voice remains cold. “You were told, not once but twice, that if I ever saw you again, I would end you for what you did. I told you they wouldn’t save you. You are nothing to them. You. Are. Nothing. A promise is a promise.” Savvy cackles, sending a shiver down my spine.
With a vicious twist of her neck, Savvy drops the woman’s lifeless form back into the chair. The room is deathly silent as we all watch my woman, whose eyes are trained on the dead woman in the chair. Her eyes leave Jessa and trail up to Blaze, who gives her a nod. Wordlessly, Blaze picks the woman up and walks out of the room.
“What the fuck just happened?” Bull says.
“That was my aunt, letting the Faction know she’s no longer willing to play by their rules. It’s not like we ever have. But we aren’t playing anymore.” Rocket says cackling, like this, was the greatest thing to happen all day.
“Wait, I thought you were a part of the Organization; who or what the fuck is the Faction?” Vex asks from behind me.
My eyes watch my woman as her shoulders rise and fall. I’ve never seen this side of her–I know it exists. I know who she has become and her reputation as the Widow Maker, a ruthless killer, but to see it, to witness it. It’s taking me a moment to reconcile who she has become with the woman I fell in love with.
“Mother, you know they are going to come and come hard. This will not go unnoticed. She was their lap dog,” Bellamy says, eyes trained on her mother. I can see the worry and uneasiness..
“I’ve had enough. They get nothing else from me. No one will ever take more from me than I’m willing to give. Never a-fucking-gain.” Savvy says as she turns to look at me.
“This will not touch you or our children.” She says, releasing a breath and pulling her phone from her pocket.