Chapter 19 The Bulldog Has Her Say
The Bulldog Has Her Say
BELLE
Sari’s been here getting herself ‘ready’ for weeks.
I don’t have the patience for shit like that.
Chaos and I already picked up the outfits for her, Mayhem, and me.
It shouldn’t be a surprise that we match, but I’m a little tamer.
I had to fight Chaos off as I’m not wearing anything without a bra, and she thinks I’m a prude.
Hell, Amanda’s wearing nothing more than Saran wrap. Who am I to compete?
Christ only knows what the first family of the party house will be wearing.
My guess is little besides an attitude to hurt those that love them and indignance.
Those two assholes will take issue with people who have a right to want to see their friend, lover, or mate coming anywhere near their new toys.
It makes me sick that Deli has turned on her community this way. She’s all saddled in with the very despots who forced her to make this place and has the nerve to get angry with the people who made it great.
I always knew she was a two-faced bitch.
Over and over, I tried telling everyone, but they flocked to her like a fucking ship to a siren, crashing into the rocks.
Magick. Ha.
Her genuine power is manipulation, and she’s about to get her payback in spades at this ill-timed party honoring her dishrag mate.
I heard it was supposed to be for that two-bit copy of Chaos that the kid took with her when she abandoned her family to the crapfest that is our fearless leader.
I guess they couldn’t work out an exchange program after one of the other disposable idiots at the cat’s house got a new playmate. It serves them all right.
Have I mentioned that I’m not a fan? I’m not.
Chaos likes her rocker, and I let it go.
When Sari had Mayhem visit that place, he was careful not to get infested.
I don’t want her tentacles in anyone else I care about, especially not him.
We’re not two pieces of a whole—we are a whole.
The idiots here don’t get it, except for the coyote and family.
Maybe the newbie she’s brought along will, but I don’t know if that girl’s trustworthy. That nit of hers is deep into the pool of suck with the cat and still is, but Sari insists it’s a gambit.
I don’t know if I believe that either. I think he’s sunk in the quicksand, and she doesn’t want to believe it. Whatever.
“Bottles and blood, circles and crowns, the sun must touch the land once more. Weak will fall, strong survive; there is more than one to fight the czar.”
Ugh, she’s full-on looney tunes tonight with the metaphors.
Droid or not, the kid and her family gave her the sight, and she makes no more sense than her imprint did. “Chaos, find Mayhem, and see if he has any idea what you’re trying to tell me. I’ve got to meet with the ladies about our plans. He can come to find me if you’ve got anything.”
“The future begins now. Each raindrop adds to the flood. Tiptoe away from the garden of the snake. Fading, fading.”
“Right. Go find your brother and let him decrypt the code.”
“Ding dong farewell,” she sings, and I shake my head, watching her dance off.
She means ‘goodbye, Belle’ but her mind just never works in that kind of lucid, linear thought, hence her name. However, she has a gift that I respect, and once Mayhem figures out if she’s talking about now, the past, or some far distant future, I’ll test from there.
It takes patience and skill to narrow down Chaos’ ramblings, and Mayhem has it in spades for his sister, just not for anyone else.
Now I’m going to put all this crap away and get to my meetings. I’ve been waiting for that bitch to get her just desserts for an awfully long time, and I’m not about to let the chance pass us by.
If this doesn’t work, I’ve got my plan to shave off one of her nine lives that I’ll put into play.
Just you wait…