Lash's Wife

Chapter Thirteen Sophie

It has been about a month and a half since we got the twins back and our life is slowly becoming a type of normal again.

We kept the kids out of school and kind of home schooled them with my mother in law's help, she’s a former teacher so everything has really worked out in our favor for the last month.

The teachers and the principal were very understanding.

It was definitely a relief to not have to worry about that.

Dallas and Dash are involved in therapy a couple of times a week since they are the ones that definitely went through the most with everything.

The therapist has assured us from what they have said, they remained in their room for the majority of the time and were not physically hurt, but were neglected.

I have also been in counseling once a week trying to work through my anger, my trust issues that I have with the club and Toby.

It has been very slow going because I still place a lot of blame on everyone else’s shoulders along with the men who do this.

From what I am told it makes sense because I cannot obviously take my frustrations out on the men that did this and it is safer for me to be angry with the people I know love me.

Toby and I have been going to couple’s counseling to work on our relationship and the things that we have gone through in the last six months.

Toby is refusing to leave the house unless it is for church and club business.

Even then he does not go on runs, which he worked out with all the brothers, they have been understanding everything that has gone on with our family and me being pregnant he doesn’t want to be far away.

He is trying to make me see that despite everything he has never stopped loving me.

We are also working on all the shit I’ve had to deal with with my insecurities because of all the bitches at the clubhouse and his workplace confronting me all of the time.

They have really become dedicated, especially Lips.

She has even showed up at my house when she knows that Toby is at the clubhouse.

She constantly is trying to start shit in front of my kids.

Telling them how she is going to replace me and that their daddy is going to ship them all away.

Now I know this is something I should share with my husband and probably my family, but I just don’t have the faith that they will actually do anything.

I know that my brothers don’t actually go there with any of the club skanks because they aren’t really into sharing women with their family, so I know they haven’t been there with this bitch,

but I also don’t have a whole lot of faith that they won’t tell me it is too bad that I have to deal with it because the club needs their pussy.

Especially with their track record. I used to tell my husband about it all before, but nothing ever happened.

Those whores are still there; it is like their club princess doesn’t mean nearly as much as their pussy does.

I’m not even just a club princess, I am the vice president's wife and ol’ lady.

I should be protected by this club. You’d think that they would have my back, but my father even let this shit go with warnings when he was president.

The other kids have had a few therapy sessions as well, theirs is not as frequent but we want to make sure that they are receiving some sort of help as well because of everything that has happened.

We are just all trying to heal in a way that we can.

Hoping to get back to the family we once were.

My dad is still living in our ‘in-law’ house we have on our part of the property.

He is here pretty much all the time. I think that he is waiting for me to have the babies before he heads out doing whatever he plans on doing now that mama is gone.

I know he talked about going out on the road, so I am assuming he is waiting because I am pregnant.

He does occasionally make his way over to where Peyton and Knox are now living with their triplets.

I still don’t talk to him like I used to and I definitely don’t leave him with the kids alone.

I know that is harsh, but he is the one person I trusted to not do anything to harm my family and in fact by hiding things he hurt us the most.

He knew there was a brother out there that could look like him, given Uncle Gavin and Uncle Garrett look similar to him, but he didn’t tell anyone or have me remove him from the children’s pickup list.

Now there is very little trust there, another thing I am working on in therapy.

I don’t spend a lot of time with my siblings still, I keep very much to myself with the kids.

I spend a lot of time in my studio. I am very much in touch with the Sirens, still limited on what I can learn, but still most of the learning and teaching is not in person because Toby is barely ever gone.

I still have to keep in touch with my shop to make sure everything is going well, but I agreed with Toby that I would take time off until after the twins turn a few months old.

I am looking into hiring another person for the shop.

I think I might bring in a female, I need some estrogen there.

I love my guys that work for me, but jeez sometimes I need a woman around.

So I have put out feelers and I believe I finally found someone that would fit perfectly into my shop.

We have had several video conversations and I offered her the position and she agreed she could start immediately.

I also told her she could rent out the apartment above the shop since she is new to town.

I know I will have to go into the shop soon so that I can see how they all mesh together and I am very glad that I found someone who is so talented and willing to work for me.

Luca has offered to go in for me and check everything out for me, but I really don’t trust that he will do what I need him to.

So I can put off going over there until I have these two giant babies come out of me.

I swear I am the size of a whale. I’m just hoping that the guys at the shop don’t have any issues, I have meetings with them, but I hate being out of the shop.

Promising Toby to take this time off has been a sacrifice, but working towards fixing what has broken down between us after the twins were kidnapped and mama was killed is something we need to do.

We have had several nights where we have our kids over at the in-laws or my father will take them to the clubhouse for a while so we can have some type of date night.

It has been nice finding who we are together again.

For a long time it has been us and the kids that discovering this part of our relationship again has been nice.

I know that we still have a lot to overcome with everything going on in my head and his hurt over how I handled everything, but I am hoping we can move past that.

He has been trying hard to make sure I know that my thoughts and feelings are heard, but the club stuff still bothers me because I do not like how things have been handled with the women who cause problems within the club.

So now I spend a lot of time working on designs for clients that have pushed back appointments so they can have me tattoo them.

I do have some very faithful clients and I love that.

I am very sought after, which I hate bragging about, but it is true.

I have offered to have one of my employees do their ink for them, but they have said they want to wait until I am back after the babies.

Toby has talked to me about possibly taking some of the ones we trust the most at home.

We have a set up for that in one of the rooms at our home, that is where we have done several tattoos on each other.

Toby and I have some matching tattoos with each other, along with tattoos that no one knows about.

We have been through so much throughout our relationship and always have been able to fall back together.

There have been so many jealous bitches around that think stepping in between us is going to do something.

Like right now, I get it we got pregnant early, married early, but for women to think that is the time to go and try and separate us when we are dealing with things, is just ridiculous.

The club whores that have been here for years know that you do not fuck with married men within the club, unless they ask.

These new girls think that they can try and weasel their way into relationships with no care in the world.

Today my dad took the kids over to the clubhouse with Luca’s kids, Davis and Tillie to have them spend some time with their uncles and their nonblood uncles.

These people have always been a part of their life so even though I’m struggling to forgive the club for the secrets and the lies, I can’t keep my kids away from their family.

Toby is in church and that leaves me home alone.

Which doesn’t happen all that much right now since I am so close to my due date and the fact that I’m pregnant with twins, I will more than likely go early.

Because of this Toby gets to bring his phone with him during church when normally they are kept in a lockbox outside the door.

Like clockwork since church just started there is pounding on my door.

Fantastic, I know who it is and I know what she wants.

I just wish the bitch would stop because I don’t want anymore stress.

I don’t get women like her. I was raised to support women, not to tear them down.

I get it Toby is a beautiful man and honestly I’m sure it grinds some women that they never got a chance with him because I’ve been his one and only, but for some reason there are women out there that can’t respect marriage or the fact that in the eyes of the club I’m his ol’ lady and should be

given respect no matter what.

If I wasn’t pregnant I would put this bitch on her ass, but I’ve got two little boys to think about cooking in there.

My kids will always come first no matter how much I want to beat the shit out of this bitch.

I walk towards the front door and open it only to be surprised that not only had the bitch showed up at my home, but she brought a couple of friends.

Not only is it a surprise about the fact she brought friends this time, but it is that the friends are not members of this club, not club girls and definitely not club brothers.

The question is, who are they and how the hell did they get on club property.

Here my pregnant ass not having anyone home with me, I left my phone in my studio because I thought I was just going to be dealing with Lips telling me about how Toby should be hers.

This is not good because looking at these men, they are wearing cuts.

Those cuts are from Acid MC and honestly my heart is pounding in my chest.

I do not understand how these men got on club property or how they know Lips.

I know that I am in trouble, even if I wasn’t hugely pregnant with twins, I would be in trouble.

All I know is that I have to keep myself alive and my babies alive so that Toby can find us.

“Hey there, Sophie. So great to see you again, I brought some friends. They are going to help me secure what is mine. They wanted to wait til you got rid of those bastards in your belly, but I talked to my daddy and I was sick of waiting for what was mine. You see, daddy gives me whatever I want.

Since he stole your other brats and you guys got them back without giving him what he wanted, I told him we could take you and I could get what I wanted and we can work our way through to the next part of our plan. I mean you're worth more than those two little brats.

You are a woman old enough to put out, daddy could sell you already make a shit load of money. He would tear this club up by getting rid of you. He would not only hurt his brother, but he’d hurt Terror and the rest of the club as well by taking one of the fake club princesses.

You see I should be the club princess, I should be with Lash and I would’ve been if your fucking father didn’t take what belonged to my daddy. Obviously, you are very fertile, your mama was very fertile, your grandmother fertile so daddy can get a lot of money selling you as a breeder.

Not only will I get to be the one that comforts Lash and get what was supposed to be mine if daddy was given the club like he was supposed to. So really we are going to have a great time, getting those babies from you, who we can sell to some very desperate families. You are a walking money maker.”

She and the three men with her stalk into my home and surround me.

I can’t do much without hurting my babies and there is no way I can get to my phone.

One of the men comes up behind me and before I can turn something pokes me in the back of the neck and I start feeling very drowsy and drop.

All I hear is cackling from that psycho bitch.

I pray that nothing happens to my babies and hope that these people have an ounce of humanity in them.

I hope that Toby finds out we are missing before anyone can hurt me or the twins in my belly.