Fudge's Sprite: (Brothers of Devil's Comfort MC Book 4) (20 page)

In my purse, a piece of paper was burning for me to act on. Sundance had ridden over early this morning to give it to me. It had not taken long for the address to be burned into my memory. Yvette the skank has to be dealt with.

I was in stitches from giggling so hard, the evening, Nick came up with the nickname. Earlier that day, I had another run in with her, just outside the sheriff’s office, and was in a foul mood by the time Nick arrived home.

Patiently I had stood there, while she told me in explicit detail what her, and Nick have been up to in bed. Did the whore, not realize I knew what sort of a sexual predator Nick was. What he liked in bed and what he did not.

After the encounter, I was determined to do something sexually with Nick, which he has never done with any other woman. When I had arrived home, after the confrontation, I had ordered a new sex toy. A toy which was now safely hidden under my bed waiting to be used. When we were in bed that night, I had approached Nick about anal sex once more.

Fed up with being fobbed off, tonight, Nick was in for a treat. Just as Baby Blu has pointed out. In the bed, a woman has the power.

“Speak up Ellie.”

Forced out of my musings, by Rayven’s voice, I look over to where she is standing, with Kavan hanging on to her hip.

“Did I miss something?”

“No, but we are. What are you smiling at?”

Normally I do not blush, and neither was I one, for talking about my antics in bed. I have no qualms talking about sex in general. Just that what Nick and I do, is private. Thankfully, I have something to fall back on.

“Sundance, brought me Yvette’s address, over this morning.”

The girls stop what they were doing, climbing down from their various positions and pull chairs up around me.

“And?”

“And?”

“Come on Ellie, What are you going to do?”

I have never had a nemesis before and I was unsure how I should behave. Already, I have discarded several options.

“Well, I can’t do anything too illegal with my job.”

“Do you really think she’ll say anything?”

This came from Ivy, as she watched me intently.

“No, but….”

“No buts. You have her address. This place is ready for tonight and we have some spare time.”

“Rayven, we can’t just go.”

“Sure we can. Tabby’s out back, he can watch Kavan, and we need to do this before Ivy leaves.”

“I don’t want you involved, if anything goes wrong.”

“Screw that. It’s club business. Besides, who’ll have your back, or be your lookout, if anything does go wrong.”

“Baby Blu you have to stay out of it. Think about your position.”

“Shit, there are times when I hate this moral crap we live by.”

After a heated debate, it is decided that Baby Blu will stay out of what we are planning. Before we leave for Yvette the skanks, we finish clearing up the club. Satisfied with the preparations, Rayven went off to find Tabby. Five minutes later she is back, waggling a set of keys at us.

“Tabby said we can use the old cage.”

“You told Tabby what we were up to?”

“Sure.”

I hesitated about ringing Nick, but I knew one of two things. One, he would want to come. And two, Tabby was possibly telling him right now. And with that being the case, we need to make a move. All I can hope for, is that Sundance has not given him the address. Doubtful, I turn my gaze to the others.

“Have any of you told your other halves.”

“I’ve no one to tell.”

“Considering you’ll not let me tag along, I plan to spend the afternoon in bed with Inferno, so I’
m
keeping schtum.”

“Cassie?”

“If I said anything, Linc would ground me. At the moment, he doesn’t think I should be doing much.”

“Okay.  Come on, we better get going before anyone stops us.”

I have not finished speaking, when my cell begins to play,
Under my skin.
There was no need for me to check caller ID. Nick was ringing. Without a shred of guilt, I switch the phone on to silence, and drop it to the bottom of my purse and rise from my chair.

Yvette the skank’s apartment, is in a rundown block in the south projects. For a moment, I sat in the old van, uneasy about leaving Ivy and Cassie here, while Rayven and I went to the apartment. I was still unsure what I was going to do. About to tell the girls that I have changed my mind. The sound of bikes, pulling up next to the van, has me looking out of the window. Where I came face, to smiling face with Fraggle. Next to him is Quick Draw, and on the other side of the van was Sundance. So much for doing this without Nick’s help. A sigh of relief escapes me, when I do not see any sign of the man in question.

Unable to put the inevitable off any longer, I climb out of the van.

“Fraggle.”

“Ellie.”

“Come on Rayven, let’s go.”

My stomach began to lurch as I pushed open the broken door. The stench of piss and vomit hits me in the back of the throat. Thank goodness I had not gone with the plan to defecate the apartment, because I doubt, if Yvette the skank, would notice.

With trepidation, which I hope is not shown on my face, I move pass the two junkies, who are standing in a doorway. Their pants are so low, they are flashing their underwear. Rayven and Fraggle, are close behind me. Guess I was not doing this on my own.

Four flights of stairs later. Which we had to walk, due to the elevator not working. We were on Yvette the Skanks, floor.

“Move your ass Ellie, and get this done, before we both change our minds. Shit, how can anyone live like this?”

Fraggle’s laughter was annoying, and with my nose in the air, I finally find the apartment I was looking for. Again, Fraggle’s glee, fills the hallway as I take a deep breath, crinkling my nose, and wishing that I had not. When I knock on the door, it was louder, and harder than I intended. With a grimace, I pull my hand back, and flex my fingers.

Fraggle pushes against the door, which gives away without any problem, when it went unanswered. Before I enter, I look at Rayven, who gives a nod of her head, and we both proceed in. The place is a dump, and there definitely was no point in trashing it.

It was not even an apartment, in the sense that it had separate rooms. In the far corner, there was a two hob cooker and an old chipped enamel sink. On the worktop, there is some left over pizza and a few pots. There were no sofas or chairs. The unmade bed dominated the room.

In the bed, the whore lay there, flaked out. I was better than this. Moving over to the sink, I found a dirty cloth, and rinsed it out under the hot water tap. Only to discover that there was no hot water. Rayven was standing at the bottom of the bed, watching me, as I moved back to the bed and sat on the dirty sheets. Hopefully I did not crinkle my nose, as I began to scrub the whore’s face.

“Ellie what are you doing.”

“Look around Rayven. She hasn’t got anything. Tats is supposed to be her brother, and watch out for her. Instead, he’s got her living in a hovel, doing his dirty work.”

“You’re being soft Ellie. The whore is making your life hell”

“Maybe Fraggle. However, if you were in a position to help, would you let your sister live like this?”

Fraggle has the grace to look embarrassed. He knew I was right. Yeah, the girl was a pain in my ass, and making my life difficult. Although Nick still denies it, he may just have fucked the young woman, and not remember.

“Rayven, go back to the van, and return it to the club.”

“What about you?”

I’ll be fine. I’ll see you, and the others tonight.”

Rayven left the apartment, although Fraggle remained behind.

“Make yourself useful Fraggle, and pack her belongings.”

Fraggle did not move at first. His hand, on his cell as he looked at me and the girl.

“Fraggle.”

The girl was now beginning to come round, and has started to fight me. Her arms are attempting to push me away. I do not know when I stopped thinking of her as a whore, and just a girl. Just that somewhere along the line I have.

“Yvette, behave.”

The girl stopped, and looked at me with hate filled eyes. The loathing, she was emitting, sent chills down my spine, and I nearly left her to her fates. Her arms were clean of track marks. This does not mean, they were not elsewhere on her body.

“What do you want?”

“To get you as far from Comfort Springs, and that brother of yours as possible.”

In ways of savings I did not have much left, but I could spare the girl, a couple of thousand, and a one-way train ticket.

“Where do you want to go Yvette?”

“Yellowstone.”

Chapter 27

The last time I saw Ellie, was at breakfast this morning, and I need to talk to her about what happened with Yvette the Skank. When I spoke to Fraggle about it, he was vague with his recounting. All I know, is that no blood shed was involved, and that Yvette is no longer in Comfort Springs.

Tonight the club is having a fancy dress, come leaving party for Ivy. She may not be one of the club’s whores, or an old lady to any of the bikers. She was, however a good friend of Baby Blu and the other old ladies.

When it came to decorating the club, the girls have outdone themselves this time. Balloons and banners hang everywhere. Since Baby Blu’s arrival at the club, the brothers have become used to the changes to the clubhouse. As long as there is booze on tap, they no longer grumbled, when the club went through one of its transformations.

As I work my way over to Inferno. I end up wading through balloon strings, which are hanging from the ceiling. A smirk, spreads across my face when I see Inferno, dressed as the guy from Beetlejuice. Baby Blue, has come as the girl from the same film, and was sitting on his knee, playing with his ear.

“Looks like a great party.”

“Yep. Everyone’s enjoying themselves.”

“Hey, don’t I always throw a good party?”

Amused by Baby Blu’s self-praise, I take the spare seat, next to Inferno and give the room a quick scan. The party is in full swing. Angel, who is dressed as a nurse, complete with blood stains on her uniform, is in her spot behind the bar. While Ant, in his doctor’s overcoat, was watching her, from his usual seat. Twiggy was on the dance floor, dressed as some sort of gangster. As expected, he has a whore in either arm. Trax, who has come as a train conductor, is, also, dancing with a couple of whores. The dance floor is also occupied by Linc and Cassie, who have come as Uncle Fester, and Flora or Fauna. Behind them, Tabby and Rayven are dancing. Who have obviously put a great deal of sentiment into their costumes as, they are dressed as a Sylvester and Tweety Pie.

A further scrutiny of the room, takes me to a table in the far corner, where Batman and Robin, AKA Flynn and Ivy are sitting. There was no sign of Dec or Ellie. When my call goes direct to answer machine again, I become suspicious, and imagine that Ellie, is avoiding me.

“Did you speak to Ellie after she dealt with Yvette?”

“Sorry Fudge. I spent the afternoon with Inferno. I’ve no idea what went on. Cassie and Ivy aren’t sure either.”

“What about Rayven.”

“Ellie kicked her out of the apartment. You need to talk to Fraggle.”

“In case you haven’t noticed, he isn’t here. Shit, you don’t think they got on the train with her.”

“Stop grilling my woman, and go speak to yours”

Inferno’s rebuke, has me turning to him, only to follow his gaze across the room. Alice in Wonderland is standing at the door. A compliment to my character, The Mad Hatter. As a child, Alice in Wonderland, has never appealed to me. There was just too much innocents in the way she looked. A far cry from the image, Ellie was portraying of her tonight. Fuck, that skirt hem, only just covers her ass.

From the doorway, Ellie turned her eyes and body in my direction. With ruby red mouth, she smiled at me, and hot desire shots straight to my cock. The glow in her eyes and smile, has a smug look about them. And whatever has occurred between her, and Yvette, she was satisfied with the outcome.

“What took you so long?”

“Humph, maybe I should have dressed you as grumpy. Why don’t you kiss me instead?”

Eager for the taste of Ellie’s ruby lips, I tug on the pro-offered arm, and Ellie lands on my knee. As soon as Ellie, and I are level. I lunge into the kiss, which she is offering.

“I went to Eliza’s to check on Toby and Amelia.”

There was sorrow in Elli’s voice, and for a moment, the glow, which was there earlier faded.

“Hey, Eliza’s okay with the kids spending the night?”

“Yeah. It’s just that, between working at the sheriff’s office, and Yvette, I feel as though, I’m not spending enough time with them,”