16. Chapter 15
Psycho
“Go get Clara!” Blade demands to Glock whose face is bright red with anger and he lets go of his son, Fury taking over so he doesn’t go shooting as the fuckers leave like their ass’s are on fire.
Talen quickly saying, “You won’t see us again,” before the door slams behind them like pussies while Ivy stands frozen at the shit that they’ve just spewed including mentioning the baby that she clearly doesn’t realize I know about.
Misty glares from the opposite side of the room as she snaps, “There is no way Psycho will raise another man’s baby, what a fucking slut! ”
The brothers tense hearing Misty’s words knowing she’s just fucked up opening her big fucking mouth. She knows exactly how I feel about Ivy and most likely relishes in this news, not realizing I’m the father, as Jewel asks, “Who is even the dad? I didn’t see her with anyone.”
Fucking gossipers.
I shout, “ All clubwhores out to the yard now!”
This has fuck all to do with them, and if they say the wrong thing, especially where Ivy is concerned, I can guarantee I’ll shoot one of them in the face.
My temper is already on the fucking line and as soon as I cross it, there will be no pulling me back over and the clubwhores are smart enough to see it.
Several heel sounds echo around us on the hardwood flooring as they all scamper, knowing I’m not one to mess with right now but Misty slowly walks past me, taking me in to gauge my reaction to the news Ivy is carrying.
I growl, “Get fucking moving or get packing!” and her eyes widen, hearing my threat clearly, and she picks up her pace.
“Dylan, Finn, keep them all outside until we’re finished,” Blade demands, causing the prospects to nod and follow the ladies, who have all tensed, realizing they can’t listen in.
Some move slower, but the prospect shoves them outside, causing a few to gasp and grunt.
Just as the backdoor shuts, a racket sounds and Clara shouts, “Bret, what are you doing, you’re hurting me!”
I lock my jaw and grit my teeth trying my hardest not to flip with the woman while Anna, fucking Anna out of all people rushes over to Ivy and wraps her arm around her and right now, my gratitude to the woman has kicked up a notch.
I can’t show her sympathy just yet, and I can’t comfort her with what is about to happen, not until we talk. So the fact that Anna has stepped up just proves that the bitch everyone is making her out to be is completely unjustified.
“Bret, what’s–” Clara begins, but shuts her mouth when she locks eyes with me, seeing my fury, and I take a few steps forward, not stopping until I’m before her.
She tries to get out of her husband’s grip, panic etching off her reading my anger that is directed at her, seeing that not one brother is getting in my way, not even her son while her husband’s grip tightens.
Even as I grip her jaw hard, causing her to cry out, everyone stays back as Glock lets go of her.
She fucking sold her daughter!
Her pulse quickens, her fake tits moving quickly giving her fear away as her eyes look around the room, trying to find help but no one will step forward.
Her eyes lock on where Ivy was, and I side eye her to see her burrowing into Anna’s embrace, not looking at her mother as Brick stands behind them protectively.
Family, that is what we are, and this bitch took it for granted, using my girl in the process.
She fooled everyone into believing she was sweet and docile and that she wanted to look good so her husband wouldn’t stray. However, she purposely pushed him away, and he did, giving her the out she wanted, knowing the only way to get more from him was to leave him.
Fucking conniving bitch.
“Tell me something, Clara,” I sneer, “When did you go into remission for breast cancer?”
I feel her pulse quicken slightly as she eyes her daughter again and chokes, “I-I, not long, Psycho, I-I, I’m so sorry, I-I didn’t want to worry Bret and Cale, I-I didn’t think it-it was fair, they-they wanted two hundred thousand more…”
Her eyes fill with tears and fall quickly as she lies, “I-I didn’t want Ivy to do it, I-I…”
She chokes as I squeeze my hold on her, her lies already grating through me, and I growl, “Right, and after you had found out Ivy was carrying my child?”
I hear Ivy choke on a sob, and I look at her to see the back of her hand covering her mouth as she puts her face in Anna’s neck, who wraps her other arm around her, holding her close.
Anna gives me a slight nod to say she’s got her, and I look back at Clara as she lies again, “I-I, oh god, Psycho, I had no idea, she never told me…”
Several gasps surround us as her blatant lies are easily seen through from the truth the fuckers had told and I hum and nod then ask, “Then how did you know to buy her a wedding dress that covered her bump?”
Clara freezes in my hold, her eyes wide knowing she can’t bullshit.
Glock has the receipts. She bought the dress, not Ivy. According to what Venom found out, Ivy never even chose the dress. Clara did it all while murmuring about her daughter needing to end her pregnancy.
“I-I, it’s what she asked for…” She tries, and I tighten my hold, ensuring to cut off her air supply, causing her to try and claw at my hand while the sobs coming from my girl tear me apart, the lies her mother is spewing destroying her.
“Lies,” I sneer as I get in her face, “you bullshitted about having cancer to get Ivy to bend to your will, guilt tripping her into not coming to the club with the problem you created to have some shitty fucked up surgeries to look like a clubwhore that we’re beginning to see you are.”
Her nostrils flare and just before she can, I tighten my grip on her jaw causing her spit she was about to spit in my face to fall down her chin and I shove her hard.
She falls to the floor, unable to get her gripping in the white high heels and lands with a grunt and a cry before a loud popping sound then gushes echoing with her screams.
“Oh, oh god I think you popped my boob!” she cries, gripping her right tit that is now flat, blood seeping through her off white dress, and I smirk as Glock kneels down to her and gently cups her cheek rubbing his thumb over her jaw.
“Bret,” she sobs and he smiles and replies, “It’s Glock,” and her eyes widen as he grabs the necklace around her neck and yanks it off making her cry out in shock before he grabs her left hand, ripping her engagement ring, the only thing she’ll wear off her hand and she sobs as he roughly lets go of her and sneers, “I gave you the fucking world and yet it wasn’t enough was it?
” he scoffs, “It never fucking is for patch chasers and the fact you acted all sweet when we met, claiming you didn’t know what a biker was,” he curls his lip at her, “Lying piece of shit!”
Glock spits on her making her sob louder while Venom stands tall and states, “All in motion to kick this bitch out of the club say aye!”
I’m first to speak, “Aye,” and one by one, every brother follows suit, including the old ladies causing her eyes to widen but when Venom shouts, “Fucking Aye,” true fear etches off her.
“I-I, I’m your mother,” Clara croaks, her makeup smeared but he sneers at her before we hear a small whispered, “Aye,” then heart wrenching sobs and the brothers look at Ivy with sadness while I fist my hands.
She always stuck with her mother, with the old ladies because the brothers would fuck around on them, she became jaded, something Brick feared, against the brothers, in turn against fucking me, believing I’d hurt her and disrespect her by fucking someone else and in turn, didn’t trust us and believed every word her mother spewed despite the warning signs.
She was fucking brainwashed and now her heart is breaking because of the shit her mother just spewed.
I turn to see why a certain old lady hasn’t spoken up and look in time to see Anna gently hand Brick Ivy who is unconsolable fucking breaking me then walks over to Clara.
Everyone stays quiet. Only Clara’s sobs can be heard as Anna slowly walks over to her friend and bends down.
“Clara,” she whispers, and Clara stutters, “A-Anna pl-please tell them I –”
Her words are cut off as Anna’s fist smashes into her face causing her to cry out and fall again on her injured tit, but Anna ignores her and sneers, “Fucking Aye, she’s my daughter now!”
That said, Anna stands and walks back over to Ivy and I watch as she takes my heartbroken girl from her husband and gently guides her towards the officer’s rooms and I fist my hands to stop myself from following.
Seeing that I’m struggling, Venom announces, “She still had $389,000 in her checking account. I’ve placed it all back in the clubs' accounts.”
Clara sobs harder at that news and I mutter, “Fucking pathetic, more upset over losing money that she tried to sell her daughter for than losing her family.”
Clara looks up and shouts, “What am I supposed to live off? You’ve all kicked me out!”
Fury chuckles and admits, “I believe they’re hiring at Kitty’s Girls where we found Luna two hours away, though, you may want to sort your tit out first you know so it doesn’t get infected and kill you.”
The brothers chuckle and Clara’s face reddens with anger before she scrambles up and comes towards me screeching, blood pouring from her nose, obviously finding me at fault for her shit and I don’t even think.
Moving my right arm, I grab my gun and quickly hold it out before me, pointing it at her face, and she freezes instantly, seeing I’ve pulled the safety off, her breathing hard, her body shaking.
“Now, I believe you are used to having a gun pointed at you,” I say, “but the difference between Talen and I, my gun is loaded and I won’t hesitate to use it, even on you,” her breathing picks up, “You have ten seconds to get off club property before I kill you.”
“B-But my kids,” she stutters like that will help her.
Venom growls, “I’ll give you five before I slice your throat,” and she turns towards her son, about to open her mouth and most likely snap at him, but freezes seeing the blade in his hand and nothing but anger vibrating from him.
“You sold my sister, you are no fucking mother of mine and my sister will be the only reason why you’ll walk away instead of being dragged out in a bag,” he growls, and Clara shakes in her spot as she eyes everyone in this room, seeing no one coming to her aide before she looks at her husband who shows her the divorce papers she had him served with, her signature in place.
“I’ll have these filed,” he sneers, and she falls to tears, realizing she just lost everything out of greed.
Matty, our big seven-foot prospect, walks over and grabs her forearm roughly before he drags her out of the club, her pleas echoing around us, but no one steps in.
We can’t kill her, she’s still Venom and Ivy’s mother, but we can kick her out.
“Psycho,” Glock says, and I look his way as he asks, “What are you going to do about Ivy?”
I look down, swallowing hard as I put my piece back in my jeans and mutter, “I don’t know,” because I really fucking don’t.
The saner part of me would walk away, the lies she listened to, the trust she broke too much to forgive but my heart fuck, she’s mine.
“You fucking love her, what do you mean you don’t know?
” Venom snaps and I send him a sad smile and confirm, “She’s mine Venom, make no mistake, I just, she didn’t trust me brother and I need time to figure my shit out with that and then there’s the fact she never told me about our baby, that she was willing to allow a fucker raise it as his own, that piece of shit who most likely would have killed it as soon as it was born. ”
The brothers look away while he nods in understanding, and I sigh, “I better go start the conversation,” before I begin my walk to my room, really not knowing how this will go.
I can’t live without her, and honestly, if she had gone to New York, I would have followed within twenty-four hours to bring her back home.
I would have been selfish, but I can forgive her for not telling me about our child or about trying to marry someone else without trusting me to make things right.
Only time will tell, I guess, time I apparently don’t have.