Fudge's Sprite: (Brothers of Devil's Comfort MC Book 4) (24 page)

“Okay, tell me what’s going on?”

Quickly I explained about my Ma Grand’Mere turning up, and how she has fuelled Ellie with these lies.

“I need to go away for a few days Inferno.”

“What are your plans?”

“To track Tats down and have it out with him. Then to go and join Fraggle and Yvette. I’ve rung Fraggle, and ordered him to stick with her till I arrive.”

“Wait.”

“Wait? I need to get this sorted Inferno.”

I wanted to go home. I wanted to go to bed with Ellie at night. To hold her close. More than anything, I needed to know, my mind and body is clean. I needed to know that I never slept with my sister.

“Yeah, I know. But you’re not doing this on your own.”

“I’m not waiting Inferno.”

“Fudge, in a couple of days, we ride to Bear’s. From there, Twiggy can join you. You can then track Tats down, whilst the rest of us complete the run.”

Inpatients, rolls through me. I wanted to be on the road.

“Alright, I’ll ride with Devil’s Comfort until we reach Bear’s. However I do not need Twiggy.”

DCMC

No matter how much I argued with Inferno, he was insistent that Twiggy ride along with me. When we had arrived at Bear’s the previous night, Inferno had called an early church. Tats has been quiet, and there has been no trouble from him. However, it is agreed to keep the place on lock down until after the run. My circumstances and possible connection to Tats, was brought to the table. After filling the brothers in, they were happy for me to remain as Road Manager.

Twiggy and I left Bears at daybreak and rode straight into Tats’ camp. When we arrived, the fire was burning low, and there was a pot of something, slowly cooking on the burning embers. The bikers, were looking tired and were in need of a shower. Preferring not to stand downwind of them, I walk over to Tats. As I came close to the fire, Tats watched every move I made.

“Do you know why I’m here?”

“Yvette’s gone. That bitch of yours, got rid of her.”

“She’s safe, and is only part of the reason why I’m here.”

Disinterested in what I was saying, Tats returned to the bowl of bean stew, and scooped a couple of mouthfuls into his mouth.

“I believe we share the same kin?”

This time, I have Tats interest. Cautiously, he sets his bowl beside his feet, his attention, is now fully focused on me. When he lights a cigarette, smoke drifts round his nose and face. The pungent smell, overriding the aroma of the bean stew.

“Does it bother you?”

“How long have you known?”

“A long time.”

I lit my own cheroot and blew the fumes into the air, my eyes squinting as I took in the early morning sun.

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Yvette was thirteen when we turned up at your grandmother’s house.”

Cold eyes bore into me. However, I refuse to back down. I had moved out of Ma Grand’Mere’s years before.”

“Yvette needed a home. And do you know what she did.”

“She slammed the door on us, and told us that our bastard faces weren’t welcomed there.”

Too much time has gone by, for us to be friends or to be brothers. Maybe even too much crap, bullshit and blood spill.

“You were already a member of Black County Tats. You knew I was a part of Devil’s Comfort. Why didn’t you come to me then?”

“Revenge. Until then, I wasn’t interested in the feud between Black County and Devil’s Comfort. But all that changed that day. Yvette, needed somewhere safe.”

Safe. I do not bother to tell Tats, that there was no safe haven at Ma Grand’Mere’s, that, unintentionally, she has done them a favor. However, I was pissed he had not come to me. He knew who I was. I could have helped them.

“Does Yvette know? Is she aware that I’m her brother?”

“Yes.”

“Before or after, I allegedly fucked her.”

“You need to ask Yvette.”

“I will be.”

There was still the issue of my grandmother. How did she know who Tats is now? My instincts are telling me, that she was behind the attacks on Ellie.

“How did you get involved with the bitch?”

Tats’ mirthless laugh, told me, he knew who I was speaking about.

“I read about the old man’s death and I went to his funeral.”

More smoke was blown into the air as Tats’ took a deep breath, his face lifting in the breeze.

“She approached me then. You slighting her at the funeral, was enough for her to seek revenge. She offered me money. Money that I needed. Then I met up with Yvette, we were chatting and she let it out, that you’d fucked her. The rest you know.”

By now, I have heard enough and have everything that I need. Now I needed to get to Yvette’s, but it would take too long on the bike. As I rose from the ground and strode over to the bike, Twiggy followed me.

“What are you going to do now?”

“Go to Yvette.”

DCMC

Two days later, I was at the cabin Fraggle is renting for Yvette. Twiggy had insisted on coming with me. An action which was endorsed by Inferno and the rest of the club. We parked the hire bikes behind the cabin, and as I approached the door, my stomach clenched as I held back the vomit, which was rising in my throat. Yvette was going to tell the truth.

I had to get this over with. With a deep breath, I opened the door. Fraggle was sitting on a wooden chair, his feet up on a small table as he read a book. The image of Fraggle with a book, threw me off track for a moment. Soon losing interest in Fraggle and his book, I turn to the bed.

Big brown eyes met mine. Her face was bare of any make-up. While her face is a mixture of defiance and terror.

“Fraggle, leave us.”

Fraggle dropped his book, and strode over to Twiggy. As soon as the brothers had left, I sat on the corner of the bed. Yvette, shuffled up against the headboard.

“What do you want?”

“The truth.”

“What truth.”

“About you and me.”

“I told you. You and I fucked, and you promised me everything.”

“Was that before or after you discovered, I was your brother?”

What little color there was in Yvette’s face, soon disappears. Yvette was chewing so hard on her lip, she managed to draw blood. Then I see it. The look, which must have caught Ellie’s attention on that day. The innocence and terror, hid behind a fake bravado.

“You know.”

The only answer, Yvette receives, is a blink of my eyes and a slight tilt of my head. Pale skin, soon became a red flush, as she avoided my eyes, to stare out of the window.”

“Yvette?”

Yvette refused to answer, or to look at me. Then slowly, her head shook.

“No, we didn’t have sex.”

“Then why the fuck did you lie?”

Yvette, turned her brown eyes on to me. The terror gone as she faced me, full of defiance.

“We met once. You had come to New Orleans with Devil’s Comfort, and we were at the same party.”

Yvette went quiet, almost as if she was remembering that night with pain.

“I knew who you were. That you were my brother. When I went to speak to you. You thought I was one of the whores. When you made a grab for me and went to kiss me, I felt sick and turned away from you in disgust. When I refused to kiss you. You told me to piss off because you were in need of a woman and not a child.”

“Yvette.”

“You dismissed me, and turned to the whore next to me. I left that night, promising myself, I’d have nothing to do with you. That you were like the others. Then when father died, I bumped into Tats. The rest you know.”

Yes, I did know. The problems, we have been having, could have been avoided so easily.

“Pack your stuff, we have to get back to Devil’s Comfort.”

“I’m not going back.”

“And I’m not abandoning you anymore.”

There may be no hope for Tats, and me. But with Ellie’s help, we could turn this girl’s life round,

Chapter 32

The trip to Tats and Yvette, has taken longer than I expected. Although, by the time we do arrive back in Comfort Springs, it is late Friday evening. I was not going to delay my visit to Ellie’s. However, before I go home, I need to leave Yvette in Dec’s care, and collect my Harley.

A week of not seeing Ellie, has me speeding in the streets of Comfort Springs. There was not a more glorious sight, than seeing the porch light on, and Ellie, swinging on the front porch. The housecoat, she is wearing, is long, old and comfortable looking. There was nothing sexy about the garment. Yet, my body went rock hard, from seeing her.

“Hi.”

“Hi.”

I was still straddling the bike as I removed my helmet. When, with a half full glass of wine, Ellie began making her way over. Her smile bright. From my pannier, I pulled out a bunch of flowers, which I had bought at the train station, on my return to Comfort Springs. They may be battered and wilted, but this does not stop Ellie from taking them and sniffing the scent.

“They’re lovely.”

“Come here and kiss me.”

Ellie kissed me right here on the street. Wine infused breath, mingled with mine. There was no coyness about her kiss or the way she was leaning into me. If any of her neighbors were twitching at their windows, Ellie, did not give a fuck.

“Let’s take this inside, Ellie.”

Ellie patted me on my chest. The desire in her eyes, dulling slightly.

“We have to talk, Nick.”

“Yeah, I know.”

The house is silent as we enter, and Ellie guides us to the living space, switching a couple of lamps on, which give the room a warm glow.

“Talk, Nick.”

Direct and to the point. That’s my girl. As I run my hands through my hair, wearily I smile at her.

“It’s been a long week Ellie. How about offering me a drink?”

By the time Ellie returned with a beer and a glass, I have my cut and boots removed. In no rush to tell Ellie about my week. I poured the beer into the glass, and take a mouthful of the cool refreshing liquid.

“Perfect.”

“Never mind that Nick. Tell me what’s going on?”

“Sit down. No, not in the chair, here next to me.”

Ellie, quickly places her body next to mine on the sofa. Her legs curling back, as she sat on her feet, and curled her body into mine. I then began my tale.

“He’s always known who I was Ellie, and he never said a word. The times we fought. The things that Black County did to Devil’s Comfort and Comfort Spring. It was all to get at me.”

“I thought the attack on Trax, was against Inferno?”

“Yeah, that’s what we thought too. But apparently, he wanted to hurt me. And the way to do it. Was to try and annihilate me from the club. He believed, I knew he was my brother. That Ma Grand’Mere, had told me years ago.”

Hatred fueled Ma Grand’Mere. It has took me a long time to realize this, But I am beginning to come to terms with it.

“I’ve spoken to Inferno, and we’re going to arrange a meeting. But, fuck, Ellie. Too much damage has been done.”

“What about the biker Trax killed.”

“He was a nephew on his older sister’s side. Nothing to do with me.”

I finish my beer, before I continued with the story.

“I’ve brought Yvette back to Comfort Springs.”

Ellie’s body went stiff, as she pulled back slightly, to look up at me. Her neck tilting, as her eyes searched my face.

“Why?”

“You once asked. What would I do, if I had a sister and she was in the same mess as Yvette? I’m doing, what I have to do, to help her.”

“Where is she staying?”

“She’s rooming with Dec.”

I could feel Ellie chewing on the information she has just heard and I waited. Although, I did not know what I was waiting for. I began to hold my breath, Ellie’s reaction was coming slower than I had anticipated.

“You’re a nice man, Nick. But what about you two sleeping together?”

“We didn’t. She made it up.”

“And you believe her?”

As I think about Ellie’s question, I sagely bow my head.

“Yes. Why else can I not remember fucking her?”

“Like I said, Nick, You are a very nice man.”

Ellie’s hand cupped my cheek, as she placed a quick kiss on my mouth.”

“Now Ma Grand’Mere.”

“She’s gone Nick. I went to the hotel and she’s left Comfort Springs.”

“I was mad with you Ellie. You should have listened to me that night. To what I had to say, instead of jumping to conclusions.”

“You have to see this from my point Nick. I saw an old lady and she was homeless.”