Chapter Twenty-Three Lash
So it has been a month since Sophie has come home, she has been doing well.
Her physical therapist is impressed with how fast it has come together.
But something else is going on and she won’t talk to me about it, not even in our couples counseling when I ask about it.
She’s had visitors for the Sirens and it’s not just Nyx.
I ask her about it and she just tells me that they are visiting because they are friends.
The situation worries me because those women are deadly.
They have a lot of skills and not knowing why they are spending time with Sophie is stressing me out. Something is going on.
I’ve asked the club members that watch my house and they have told me that usually it is just one of them a day.
Some days the Untamed women come and visit.
Which is crazy since the club they are visiting from isn’t the Briarfield club it is the club from Devil’s Hollow, North Carolina.
They are her family so I am trying to think that is not suspicious, but the Sirens, that isn’t adding up.
Something is going on and I’m afraid it is something big and bad.
Addressing it with Sophie has not been working and more fighting has happened because of it.
What I know about what has been going on with Lips was that Nyx changed her approach after she spoke to Sophie.
Sophie wanted her to feel the pain that she has felt since everything has come to light, except tenfold because this was one of the women that attempted to hurt our children.
I haven’t been in the cabin because I’m more focused on finding the head of the snake.
I have been working hard with Wiz, we still haven’t had much luck.
The information we got from Lips didn’t help because not much was told to her.
We can’t use her burner phone anymore because they figured out we had her.
Apparently daddy is a real cold son of a bitch because he hasn’t reached out wanting his daughter back.
So we do know the man is a psychopath. I mean if that were my kid I’d tear down the world for them.
Instead he seems to have hidden himself deeper underground.
Which is irritating Wiz and the rest of the members of the club.
I just want this shit to end to get back to the way we were before.
Wiz is damn good and a lot doesn’t get by him when it comes to shit like this, the man has to have someone working that is just as good as Wiz.
Which worries me he’s still working with those fuckers that sell women and children for money.
Or he has someone in his club that can do this.
I don’t know, but I want that asshole delivered to me on a silver platter and it is not looking like things will go the way I want them.
I walk up to the bar and it looks like the club of helpless men who fucked up over at the bar. I head over there, you’ve got Thorn, Hurricane, Whip, Dragon, Rage, Wiz and Doc all sitting there staring at their drinks.
“What’s with the long faces, boys?”
None of them look up at me and I just get some grunts. “Well that tells me a lot. So who fucked up this time that’s got you all sitting here thinking about your fuck ups?”
“Rage. He was running his mouth to me about his girl after he fucked some other bitch. She overheard him say some things because she showed up at the clubhouse. Now she won’t answer his calls and he has no idea why she showed up here in the first place.
So he’s wallowing and the rest of us are kind of enjoying his wallowing because it isn’t us. Plus he keeps acting like its not a big thing, while checking his phone over and over again to see if she has responded to any of her fifty million fucking texts.” Dragon states.
I clap Rage on the back, “I thought you were with Rose exclusively? So you cheated on her?”
“We were never exclusive. So yeah I fucked her and fucked other people. It’s not a big deal.”
“Did she know you weren’t exclusive, asshole?” I ask him.
“Well I just thought it was something that was clear.”
“Were you fucking her without protection?”
With this he looks down and looks a little guilty.
“That is so fucked up, holy shit. Are you clean?”
“Yes, I’m fucking clean! I go and get checked regularly. Also I don’t fuck anyone else without protection.”
“It doesn’t fucking matter! She didn’t know the score. That’s wrong. No wonder she won’t fucking speak to you. You probably broke her fucking heart asshole and her trust. What kind of guy would fuck other bitches and then fuck some girl raw.
You weren’t honest at all about what was going on with you sexually or I guaran-fucking-tee she wouldn’t have let you fuck her bare. I’ve seen her around here and she’s got like little hearts in her eyes when she looks at you. You, jeez, you brought her around like she was your girl. Meanwhile,
what you were fucking the clubwhores and letting her walk around her interacting with the other bitches you were fucking?”
“Yeah well, she wasn’t. She was one of the girls I was seeing, it’s not a fucking big deal. She should’ve known. It’s the life we live.”
“Are you dumb? Your old man didn’t raise you to think like that? I mean shit, Rage, him and Liz are so in love it’s nasty. Plus would you want someone acting this way to Beth, Cassie, Sammy, or Bails?”
He looks at me with a mixture of anger and guilt.
“Listen, when my old man was my age he wasn’t settled down with anyone. I mean shit Lash, look at me and look at Slick. We both have different moms. He then settles down with Liz who is five years older than me.
I didn’t see what a healthy relationship looked like til after I was 15 fucking years old. Don’t sit here and preach to me about shit you don’t know. You and Sophie the ‘golden couple’ don’t know fucking shit about anything coming from families that have solid relationship foundations.
My old man didn’t give me that most of my damn life. Then he got with Liz because she was fucking pregnant. Goodie on him. Fuck you Lash.”
“CALEB!”
Oh fuck, I turn around and there is Devil stalking towards his son and the entire room has gone quiet. I mean yes he did start getting louder the more he went on, but Devil doesn’t put up with anyone talking down about Liz not even his son. He walks over and gets in Rage’s face.
“Get your drunk ass up and come with me now.” He then proceeds to look around the room at the brothers standing around, “Anybody got anything to say? No? Good now fuck off all of you.”
With that he starts walking and Rage reluctantly follows.
Oh to be a fly on that wall. Rage knows better and shit his old man used his given name so everybody knows he’s fucking pissed.
Which I don’t blame him, if one of my kids talked about Sophie like that they’d have another thing fucking coming.
I get where Rage is coming from, his upbringing until Liz came into the picture was not pretty.
Not a lot of us know Rage’s story, I grew up with him.
We went to school together and he is one of my closest friends.
His mother was a drug addict who Devil had hooked up with when he was 25.
He did not know she was pregnant and didn’t know about him til Social Services showed up with him one day when he was about 8 years old.
Devil had not known that he had another son.
At that point he had a newborn that was Slick or as he was named before he joined the club Trevor with a woman that left the baby after she had him.
So much to Devil’s surprise he now had an 8 year old son and a baby he was taking care of.
I knew Rage because he were in school together, so he took to the club quickly because he had some of us there.
I know he seen a lot when he lived with his mother, some of it he doesn’t like to talk about.
His mom was prostituting herself to pay for her drug habit until that drug habit killed her.
Putting him in this new world that he was only aware of because of us.
His mom had put Devil’s name on the birth certificate and after a paternity test, Rage took on his new life with Devil and his baby brother.
Rage had a lot of anger and so Devil got him into MMA to have an outlet.
He still does fight in our underground fighting ring.
Liz came into Devil’s life seven years later.
It was probably the first serious relationship I ever saw Devil in and he was looking for someone that would be good for his boys.
Rage being 15 at the time took some time to get used to having another woman around in a more serious manner.
He is right that Devil got her pregnant and they decided to stick it out.
It was like one of those romances where they meet, Devil knew right away that she was his.
He didn’t let the age gap do anything to detour him.
He got her pregnant right away and made sure she was stuck with him for the rest of her life.
Luckily for him she fell in love with him.
Rage didn’t take to her right away, in his typical teenage angst he gave her a bunch of shit.
But no matter what he did, she kept trying to let him know that she loved him no matter what.
Which was something he never got from women before.
His mother did not love him the way she should have.
So being introduced to a woman that was now invading his space again he was afraid of what she would do and what Devil would do.
Obviously, he still has an issue with everything.
I look at the other brothers sitting here at the bar after Devil and Rage exit the room.
“So what’s everyone else’s issue. Let’s chat. I feel like I can be your wise man.”
“Oh whatever, asshole. You’re still in the doghouse in your own marriage, how are you going to help the rest of us? We notice that you are not heading home like a little puppy dog to go see your lady.” Dragon Said.
“Hey, at least I am back in my house and in bed with my woman now.”
“Yeah because you gave her no other options. Let’s not forget that.” Dragon mumbles.
“Okay shit head, no everything is not perfect. She is still angry and has some trust issues, but I know that the love I have for her is going to put us all back together. She loves me so much, you know this as her damn brother you dipshit. So what the hell is going on with your situation?”
“Liza still isn’t telling me anything. I mean fuck, I don’t even know what she is having, if it is more than one baby, when she is due. Nothing. She won’t tell me about appointments. I know I hurt her. I know what I did was horrible, but shit.
I feel like I have the right to know what the hell is going on. But hey at least I get to see Weston and Wyatt again when I go over to her house to harass her about the baby.”
“Well I guess keep groveling asshole. If that is something you want, fight for her. Stop acting like she owes you. You did her dirty. You might not have actually cheated on her, but you let her believe you cheated and said some horrible things to a woman that loved you. Now go and fight for her.”
“Yeah, well she’s at work right now. Anyway, why are you sitting here with us instead of going home and seeing Sophie?”
“I was informed she has company and since all but the three youngest kids are over at my parents, I was informed that I could come home after the Untamed women leave.”
“Wait, Aunt Sera is here?”
“If I had to guess, yeah. They have been coming and visiting periodically. Along with the Sirens, who she claims are just friends and she doesn’t know why I’m upset they are coming over. I am concerned. Something is going,
the fact that your sister is now spending all this time with these scary super badass ladies. I don’t know if I should be worried or if I should just roll with it. I mean they can’t possibly be doing anything other than hanging out, right? They wouldn’t like to try and train her,
she is recovering from her attack.”
Dragon looks at me like I might have several heads.
“I mean I would be worried. Sophie is scary enough on her own. Now she is making new friends. I wouldn’t want to just assume they are talking about art and shit. Sophie is smart. Probably the smartest of all of us and that includes Parker who is becoming a lawyer and Peyton who is becoming a doctor.
Sophie just never had the desire to do stuff like that as you know. The girl graduated at the top of your class, valedictorian and she was fucking pregnant.”
I sit there and think about everything that was just said, yes Sophie was smart, a fast learner, but she wouldn’t do anything like what those women are capable of while she is recovering right?
She is going to let the club handle all this shit for her right.
She’s not going to go ahead and do something stupid?
The more I sat there and thought about everything the more stressed I got.
I looked at the other brothers that were sitting there drowning in their sorrows and got up.
“Sorry brothers, I need to head home. I wish you all luck in your romantic endevars. I need to go figure out what my wife is up to.”
With a few chuckles from the brothers I run out of the clubhouse and head to my bike. So I can get to the house before my wife’s visitors leave and maybe I can find out what the hell that woman is up to.