Karma (Kings of Rebellion MC Book 1) (2 page)

Chapter 1
A few months later
 

I sigh as the plane hits American soil and walk off with regret. As usual I can’t help myself where Maisy is concerned and fuck everything up. I actually wanted to stay in England this time because even though I treat my sister like shit, I do love her and my parents, of course I do. Plus there’s the added worry of Andrew while I’ve been away. Between him and returning to my childhood home, I didn’t want to come back here, but I caused a lot of shit for my sister. Fuck, I nearly killed her and risked her relationship with her boyfriend Max, who is a gorgeous rock star. I just couldn’t resist. However, unlike the other men in her life, Max was different and wasn’t interested in me. I could see he loved my sister and it turned into a game for me. My parents finally saw me for what I am and literally threw me onto the next plane back to America. Now here I am shit scared Andrew will come looking for me. If my family knew why I ran home in the first place rather than thinking I came home to spoil Maisy’s birthday, they probably wouldn’t have been so harsh but here I am. Might as well suck it up and live the life that I have dealt myself.

I don’t know why I ruin everything and hurt the people I love. They think I’m a bitch so why not be the bitch they think I am? I’m not completely heartless, I love my family but when certain situations appear I like to challenge them. I do love Maisy. She’s my big sister so of course I fucking love her. I shouldn’t have said what I did and then go after her man like I did. The sick part, is that I didn’t even want her man, Max. I just saw how Maisy looked at him and decided to wedge myself in there. As usual, I see an opportunity to be a bitch and cherish it.

My mother was pissed and I saw how she looked at me when she dragged me to the airport. I saw the disappointment in my father’s eyes and chose not to argue my case. After the pain I caused Maisy, I deserved to go. Even though, I was being thrown back into a pair of dangerous arms.

I’m honestly a little scared to be back here, the thought of Andrew and the look on his face sends shivers through me. Hell, I’m really fucking scared to be exact. If I was smart I would have sold my small house, and started somewhere new and be as far away from Andrew as possible. I should have asked for Maisy’s help actually, after all she does work in the property market.

I do my best to hold my head high as I walk through the airport and try not to look like I’m a scared little girl, even if I am terrified inside. For all I know Andrew could be here with his criminal uncle, waiting for my return. I never knew that side of Andrew, I thought he was normal. You know the standard guy and nothing out of the ordinary, but how wrong was I. When I saw the look in his eyes, I knew I had made an error of judgement. I don’t even know a single member of his family for fuck’s sake! How weird is that?

I’ve been rethinking Andrew’s last words to me. Not just his warning to be careful, but when he hinted that he should have introduced me to his uncle, that got me worried. Why would his uncle have an interest in me and what has that got to do with me sleeping with Tyler and Brad? Speaking of which, maybe I should check up on them and see how they are.

When I leave the airport, I break out in nerves at the thought of going home. Instead of jumping right into a taxi, I decide to grab a seat and settle my nerves first. I reach in my bag and finally turn my phone on. I’ve had it off while I’ve been in the UK because I have a separate one I use when I am at home and when I do turn it on, I soon regret it. Message after message alerts and they’re all from Andrew. There are even some missed calls and voicemails which I deleted. I do not need to listen to those. There’s also some texts with pictures attached which I also decide to not open, I’m scared of what they will show and decide not knowing is better for me right now.

“Need a ride home, darling?” I hear from the road beside me. I look up from my phone and see a man in a taxi, leaning out his window and smiling over at me.

I drop my phone back into my handbag and decide it’s time. I need to go home and then I’ll go to the nearest housing rental place to find me a new home I can rent while I sell my house. I don’t feel safe in that house any longer. Maybe it’s a good idea to get out of this country all together? I could go back to the UK, live in London and still be a fashion blogger. I could try and fix things between Maisy and me, be a better sister. I would at least like to try.

Making my decision, I get up and smile at the taxi driver. “That would be lovely.”

He helps me with my bags and after giving him my address, we drive. I look into selling my house on the way and by the time we have pulled up in front of my home, I have made up my mind. I want to move back to England even if my family won’t take me back it’s better than feeling scared and alone here.

Chapter 2
I enter my house and I breathe a sigh of relief. There seems to be no damage from what I can see and Andrew’s not sitting on my sofa waiting for me, which is what I was expecting.  I look around and if it wasn’t for my circumstances I would be happy to be back in my little house. It’s a tiny place but it’s mine and I love it.

I make sure to lock the door behind me and leave my suitcase close by. I’ll leave that until tomorrow, and with any luck I won’t be here for much longer. I place my keys in the pink bowl I keep in the living room and decide to head straight to bed. I have no intention of watching TV or staying awake longer, because I’m wiped out!

I stroll into my bedroom, pulling out my hair tie and fully intend to get my head down. I yawn, just thinking about getting some sleep. I drop my handbag onto my bed and look around the dark room, I suddenly feel on edge again. Something feels off and I look around to see if anything is out of place. I haven’t turned the light on though because I’m going straight to bed, so I can’t see shit. I step around my bed to turn on my lamp beside my bed. When the dim light brightens my bedroom I feel a little better but when I turn around and see two huge men standing in my doorway, I scream.

These men are massive! Every bit of skin that I can see is covered in tattoos including their faces. They’re only wearing trousers and what looks like a leather vest. They look scary and I step back from them as they take two steps towards me.

“Get out my house!” I scream at them and reach for my bag. “I’ll call the police!”

My threats don’t stop them so I dig into my bag and fetch my phone. However, when I begin to dial one of the goons snatches it from me and throws it against the wall.

“What the fuck are you doing!?” I shout. “Get the fuck out of my house!”

They continue to stare at me and as well as feeling scared I start to get angry. How dare these filthy looking criminals think that they can come into my house?

“There’s no need to shout, L baby.” I hear from behind them and I freeze at hearing Andrew’s voice. I’ve always hated his pet name for me, but because he seemed like a decent guy, I never told him so.

“Don’t call me that.” I glare at him as he appears from behind the large men.

Andrew totally ignores me and smiles at the men on either side of him. “This is Fist.” He motions to the bald man to his left. “And this here is Fury.” He motions to the man on his right, who has long greasy hair tied in a ponytail.

“Nice names.” I snap. “Now you and your friends need to get out.”

I might sound angry and confident but inside I am terrified. Who wouldn’t be? I have my ex standing in my room, who I have recently found out is a mad man. Who brought along his dangerous looking buddies that I have never seen before.

Andrew just laughs at me. “Why would I do that?”

“Get out of my house, Andrew.” I repeat.

Andrew steps towards me and I shrink back against the wall. When he stands right in front of me he grips my chin and sniffs at my neck.

“I’ve missed you, Lauren.” He growls. “Why did you leave?”

“I wanted to visit friends.” I reply. I don’t want to tell him about my family, I want to try and keep them safe.

Andrew chuckles. “Friends? Lauren, we both know that you haven’t got friends. You’re a bitch and nobody likes you.” He strokes my hair and pets me like a dog. “We both know that you were running from me.”

He almost seems proud that I am scared of him. “No.” I disagree.

Andrew presses his body against me. “Stop the fucking lying! You’re a dirty fucking whore! I knew you were a bitch but that didn’t bother me, you’re a hot woman, Lauren. I was prepared to deal with being with a bitch if she was as hot as you.” He licks my cheek and I try to back away. “But who knew you liked to be a whore, and you like being abused, Lauren?”

“Get off me!” I shout as he squeezes my breast.

“If I would have known you liked that baby, I could have taken you to my uncle and introduced you to all his friends. Fuck would they love you!” He turns to look at the men called Fist and Fury behind him. “You like the look of her?”

They mutter their agreement and I try to get away from Andrew but he’s not giving me any space. I can’t move let alone get away from him. “Leave me alone, Andrew.”

“See, I can’t do that.” He answers with a smug look. “I’ve told my uncle all about you, Lauren and he’s dying to meet you. Did I tell you he’s the Devil’s Spawn’s president?”

“Who the fuck are the Devil’s Spawn?” I ask and I already dread the answer.

Andrew laughs and then looks back to Fist and Fury who join him in laughter.

“Your new home,” He answers. “It’s what you deserve, bitch! You will think of me as he fucks you to near death and then invites his brothers to play. You will be treated like the whore you are!”

He throws me to the floor and I gasp at the shock. I look up at him and see his mad face crack just a little bit. I see my opportunity. “Please, Andrew.” I get on my knees and look him right in the eye. “Please don’t do this to me! I’m sorry for what I did. I really am!”

He kicks me in the side. “Shut the fuck up!”

I decide to do as he says and eye my smashed phone in pieces on the floor. I don’t know what’s going to happen to me but I have a gut feeling it’s something really bad.

“Boys, before we head to the clubhouse, why don’t you help yourselves to her.” He grins at me and then sits on the bed as Fist grabs my hands and Fury positions himself between my legs, ripping them apart. I fight against them but it’s no use, they’re just too strong and between them they remove my jeans and underwear. 

“Stop!” I kick and scream. “Please!”

“Stop your moaning!” Andrew shouts. “You shouldn’t have run Lauren, this would be so much easier but you had to make me do this!”

“Get ready pretty girl.” Fury smiles down at me and my eyes widen when I see he has freed his cock and it’s covered with a condom and ready.

“No!” I beg but it’s no use. I try to hold in my tears as they abuse my body and take it as their own. I don’t want to give them the satisfaction but in the end I do cry. I zone out a little as Fury comes apart on top of me and I lie still. I don’t even fight as he gets off me and Andrew appears over me.

“There you go.” He pets me again. “Told you that’s what you need.”

He leans over me and tries to kiss me but I move my head away. I go to kick him but Fury captures my legs and widens them so I’m spread eagle. Andrew holds my head steady and kisses me again but this time I can’t move away, I do not move my lips though and that angers him. I start to feel sick from what Fury did and now Andrew. He ends his kiss and begins to reveal my breasts and more tears fall. He bites my nipples and I hold back the squeal from pain.

“Move her to the bed.” He orders and as Fist and Fury move me I try my best to escape them but again my efforts are wasted.

They throw me on the bed and I beg Andrew over and over not to do this. Fury just took me against my will and now Andrew? Please no. I don’t know what’s worse, getting raped by a stranger or by someone you know? I guess none is preferable.

I try to zone out again as Andrew abuses my body but I can’t. I feel everything! After, I roll over and cry and Andrew just stands there and laughs at me. They have taken control of my body and now they have gotten inside my head. I cry so much that I have no energy left in me. I don’t even try to move away from Andrew as he lays closer to me.

He strokes my arm and tries to comfort me. “Everything is going to be ok.” He whispers. “Now, this won’t hurt.”

Something sharp stabs my neck and the last thing I hear is Andrew laughing.

Fuck my head hurts! I try to raise my head but my neck stings so I decide to stay put. I open my eyes to see complete darkness so I close them again. My eyelids feel too heavy to fight against, in fact every inch of my body aches. What the fuck has happened to me?

A horrible chill runs over my body and my tired eyes snap open. I shouldn’t have felt that cool breeze all over my body if I had clothes on. I try to focus and see myself in the darkness, and as my eyes adjust things come into view and one thing that I do not miss is that I can see my skin. I feel my stomach and my legs I panic, fuck I’m naked!

I try to sit up as best as I can, but my body feels so sore. My back hits hard brick and I feel something around my ankle. I reach down and feel a cold, thick chain fixing me to the ground with only a little room to move about with. I feel a warm feeling between my thighs and dread takes over, everything flashes back. Memories I would like to lock away return and I hold back the tears. I will not allow myself to be weak! I’m bleeding because of what those pricks did to me. Shit I cannot believe what Andrew has done, I know I cheated on him but I don’t deserve this!

As my body wakens itself from whatever the fuck Andrew injected me with, the smell hits me and my nose wrinkles in disgust. I can smell blood, the rusty dried type mixed with urine, crap, sweat and I dread to say semen. It’s not a nice combination and I almost gag.

I take deep and calming breaths, there’s no use in screaming and shouting. I can hear music coming from upstairs and a lot of footsteps. I think I’m in some sort of drafty and dirty basement. I won’t know for certain until some light shines through this place, but I have a dreadful feeling that is not a realistic thought.

I hear a heavy sigh and a slight shift of movement from my right hand side and I freeze in place. I’m not alone in here.

“Hello?” I hear a woman’s voice ask and if I’m not mistaken, she sounds a little worried. That and the fact that I’m scared, makes me reply.

“Who’s there?” I ask.

“Are you ok?” I hear her chain rattle and then she whispers. “You need to be strong.”

I almost laugh. “Kind of hard to do when you’re naked and chained up.”

“What’s your name?” She asks.

“Lauren.” I quickly answer.

“I’m Natasha.” I feel her hand on mine and it shocks me. I didn’t realise she was sitting that close to me.

“Where am I?” I ask her.

“You’re in hell.” She grumbles. “But more specifically, you’re in the Devil’s Spawn’s clubhouse.”

“That means nothing to me. Andrew brought me here, as punishment.” I confess.

“Punishment for what?” Natasha asks.

“For being me,” I say truthfully. “I’m a bitch and I cheated on him. He beat up the guys and I ran away. When I came back, he was waiting and had me brought here. He said his uncle would love to meet me.”

I hear her gasp. “Switch is your boyfriend?”

“Switch?” I ask. “No, my boyfriend is Andrew.”

“Yeah, that’s Switch. He’s an evil bastard. I’m surprised you were even with him in the first place.”

I look towards her, even though I can’t see anything. “You know him?”

“Know him?” She says. “Honey, he’s raped me more times than I can count. He’s bad news, that’s why his club name is Switch. He’s known for his personality switching so fast, and not for the good. I feel for you.”

Andrew has raped this girl? I feel like I don’t even know him, who the fuck is this man? I feel so stupid that I didn’t see through his bullshit. 

“Don’t,” I snap. “I deserve this. A lifetime of causing people misery and fucking everyone over, karma finally came around.”

“Nobody deserves this, Lauren.” She sounds pissed at me. “Do you know what happens here?”

“No.” I sigh but I have a pretty good idea what’s going to happen to me here. “I had a tester session from the ugly twins.”

“Who?” She laughs.

“Fist and Fury,” I answer and her laughter stops.

She lets out a long sigh before she gives it to me straight. “Here, you will be tested to the edge of insanity.” Well I wasn’t expecting her to say that. “What you got from Fist and Fury is just the beginning unfortunately. The men here are evil thugs who enjoy tormenting women like us.”

“Women like us?” I ask.

“Bitches,” She simply says.

“So, you’re just like me.” I observe.

Natasha’s laughter starts back up again. “Or maybe worse.”

This girl has no idea who I am or what I have done obviously. “How so? Did you sleep with your sister’s boyfriend, more than once and also not the same guy?”

“Ouch.” She laughs.

“Did you make your family so miserable every single day of their life that you had to leave the country? Or what about wedging yourself into your sister’s love life so deeply that it looks like something it’s not. That she finds you throwing yourself at her current boyfriend, who by the way isn’t interested, and runs away causing her to be involved in an accident so bad she could have died.”

There’s a moment of silence and a lone tear slides down my cheek.

“No, but sleeping with someone else’s man isn’t entirely new to me. Fuck I was so into this guy I nearly turned into a crazy person. I even started to stalk him. Then one day out of the blue, he rang me again and I jumped at the chance, but his girl showed up and fucked up everything. I knew she had her very own stalker, who was on another level than me. I mean I heard the stories what this guy did and I searched for him to turn this innocent woman over and you want to know what the best part was?” She pauses for a couple of seconds but I stay quiet, she’s inside her own head right now. “She was pregnant. Fucking pregnant with his baby and I told her crazy stalker the baby was his and he went straight over there and I have no idea what’s happened to them. I don’t know if he got her, what happened to the baby and if Mason is alive.”

The name triggers something in my head. “Mason?”

“Yeah,” She heavily breathes. “He’s in a band, Black Inferno?”

I know exactly who she’s talking about but I don’t have time to say anything because just then the door bursts open and I’m blinded by the bright light. Natasha’s hand quickly squeezes mine before letting go.