Chapter Twenty-One
Knuckles
S OMETHING IS HAPPENING here today. The guys holding me here have been restless and are talking more than normal about Rose and Janessa.
I don’t know all the details, but more than enough to realize they’re putting plans in motion and I have a feeling my girl will be joining us very soon.
Or they’ll take her somewhere else and hold her against her will.
That’s all I’m allowing myself to think about because if I let my mind wander down those dark and dangerous paths about what these monsters will do to Janessa once they have her in their grasp.
I’ve already heard them talking about her and all the plans they have for her.
If I weren’t as weak as I currently am and chained to this fucking chair, they’d all be dead already.
I’d strangle every single one of them with my bare hands so they suffer and know I’m getting revenge for their disgusting plans for my girl.
They won’t ever win this game if I have any say in the situation.
I still have no clue about how long I’ve been held against my will with these stupid fucks.
Every single waking moment, I’m truly starting to lose hope.
They’ve beaten me, tortured me with thoughts of horrendous things being done to Janessa, and taunted me with Rose getting everything I’ve earned over the years through sweat, hard work, and determination.
This shit is wearing on my nerves and I know without a doubt that if I don’t get out of here soon, I’m going to explode and do more damage to myself than these stupid fucks ever could.
Sitting in the chair, my wrists burn from trying to get out of the chains.
My ankles aren’t as bad because of my boots, but they’re still fucked up.
The skin of my torso is covered in cuts and bruises from everything they’ve done to me.
The right side of my body is covered in road rash and other injuries from sliding with my bike when I was shot and laid my bike down.
“Knuckles, get out of your fuckin’ head,” I hear whispered from behind me, and I try to turn my head to no avail. “We’re here for you. Followed your tracker and got in without any of those stupid fucks noticin’. They’re about to head out. Heard one of them get a call and they’re in a hurry.”
Omen steps around in front of me and reaches over my shoulder for a pair of bolt cutters. I’m guessing Homicide or Grudge are here with him.
“What’s the game plan?” I ask, my voice breaking and rough sounding as I look around the room to the best of my ability.
“Gonna get you out of here and head for the hospital to get you checked out. Then we’ll make sure Janessa is safe and no one can touch her.
I know she’s at the diner with Tease and her brother Aaron right now.
Daniel and Joseph are sittin’ with everyone else at the clubhouse waitin’ to move in on wherever these fuckers go.
Grudge put trackers on several of the bikes so we’ll know where they’re goin’.
Rooster will head out with everyone else the second Brick tells him they’re on the move.
Let’s get you the fuck outta here,” Omen says, his voice barely above a whisper as he works on cutting the chains from my wrists and before moving on to the ones holding my ankles to the legs of the chair.
“We’re gonna get you up and help you outta here.
Found some back halls no one knows about.
They were supposedly sealed off years ago.
These stupid fucks wouldn’t know what to do with them if their lives depended on it,” Grudge says, his voice moving around to one side of me while Omen stands and gets on my other side.
Together Omen and Grudge lift me from the seat and practically carry me from the room I’ve been held in.
In the hallways it’s a little trickier because they’re smaller and there isn’t a ton of room for us to walk side-by-side.
Grudge gets in front of me and walks backward while Omen remains at my back.
His hands are on my shoulders as we slowly move through the passageways.
Between the two of them, they manage to keep me on my feet and steadily moving forward.
I don’t know how they do it, but we eventually leave the house and I hear the distant sounds of bikes leaving wherever the hell I’ve been held hostage for however long I’ve been in this pit of hell.
“Gonna get you in the backseat of the SUV we brought here. Neither one of us can sit with you because we’re all too big.
I’ll be in the passenger seat while Grudge drives to make sure nothin’ else can happen to you.
Rooster and everyone will show up at the hospital once they have everythin’ with Janessa taken care of,” Omen explains as I hear the back door of the SUV open and I’m helped in the vehicle.
The two of them get me laid down on the seat and I’m covered with a blanket before the doors are closed once again and the two men get in the front seat.
All I know for sure right now is that I’m not about to go to the fucking hospital when Janessa could be in trouble.
Yeah, I know she’s got Aaron and Tease with her and the rest of the club will be showing up, but there is no way in hell I’m about to leave her alone with the rest of them when I can be there for her.
I might not be inside the diner, but I sure as fuck will be close enough to go to the hospital with her once this is all said and done with.
“No hospital,” I manage to wheeze out as the pain intensifies in my body and all I want is to sink back into oblivion and forget everything around me like I did in that disgusting hole. “Take me to my Little Fighter. Need her.”
I don’t hear the response or anything else as I pass out once more. All I know is that I need to be with my girl and have her close to my side after being away from her for so long. Fuck this shit of going to the hospital before seeing her.
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“Y ou wanted to come here with Janessa so wake the fuck up!” I vaguely hear yelled as I’m ripped from sweet oblivion.
“Fuck!” I growl out, my voice about to fade into nothing from how dry and scratchy my throat is. “We’re here?”
“We’re here Micah. Get the fuck up so you can hear what’s goin’ on around you.
Got surveillance in the diner so you can stay out here and away from danger.
Janessa is surrounded right now and there are more guys around the diner.
All of her brothers are here and no one will get close to her for any reason.
Right now, she’s bein’ attacked by Barb and the guys can’t get close.
Here, watch the screen,” Omen says, holding a tablet in front of him as I try to get my eyes to focus enough so I can see my girl and know what’s being done to her before I make these stupid fucks pay for hurting the love of my life.
Finally, I manage to focus on the screen in front of me just enough to watch as Barb and Janessa, my Little Fighter, go after one another.
The screen shows Janessa slapping the fuck out of Barb and backing up a few steps to put some distance between the two of them.
Based on the angle of her head, I know my girl is waiting for the bitch’s next move.
She only proves me right when Barb lunges for Janessa and she steps out of the way with ease.
A move we’ve practiced countless times at the gym during her self-defense lessons.
I barely hear the guys in the background yelling her name as Barb’s back faces the camera angle we’re currently watching.
“Get my son out of jail right this second, you fucking skank!” Barb yells, her voice hurting my head even more than it already does from the pain I’ve suffered through at the hands of the bikers on the screen keeping Janessa isolated.
“I paid you to take this bitch and dispose of her. I suggest you do this right now.”
I know Rancid mentioned being paid by some other woman to get their hands on Janessa.
It honestly makes sense that it’s Barb who’s paying the bikers keeping my girl isolated from the men there to help her.
Tease is going savage with the need to get to her.
I can see the rage filling his face as he tries to fight against the men surrounding him.
It doesn’t work because there are too many of them.
My best friend isn’t stopping though. He’s doing his absolute best to break through the asswipes keeping him away from my girl.
Aaron is an entirely different story. He’s losing his fucking mind with the need to get to his sister.
His entire face is red and veins are sticking out as his body trembles from the rage filling him and straining against the hold those bikers have on him.
I’ve never seen anyone straining against someone’s hold as badly as he is in this moment.
Not even any of the guys in the club have been this desperate to get to someone they love.
“Stay the fuck away from me!” Janessa’s voice sounds through the speakers of the tablet as my attention turns back to my girl.
Pure fear fills Janessa’s face as she glances around at the bikers already spotting the ones who have been following her multiple times.
Those two are first on my list of the dumb fucks to be dealt with.
They’ll rot in hell for the rest of their lives and before that happens I’ll make them pay for every second of fear my Little Fighter has lived due to them.
The door of the diner opens once again and two police officers enter.
They bypass everyone else heading straight for Barb and David where they stand in front of the bikers so Aaron and Tease can’t get to my girl.
I’m honestly not surprised when I watch the officers place handcuffs on Roger’s parents.
This is all because of Brick and the information he’s dug up on the entire family of vile creatures.