Taken by Sadistic: Rage Ryders MC (12 page)

Chapter 30

~
Kid

               I’m pumped up and ready for this motherfucker to go to ground. We all move as soon as Wasp gives us the sign to go in. Some of us go for the mini wall directly in front of us, that’d be me, Ryder, Tumbler, Travler and Prospect Kyle. Poor guy still hasn’t earned himself a road name. Prospect Kyle is a mouth full so most of us just call him Proby.

            Wasp, Ghost, Tic, and the others move to the front gate. Watchin’ for the signal to engage feels like it takes forever, but like a flash it’s given and it’s on. We go up the wall two at a time helpin’ each other over and coverin’ each other. I don’t have time to check on the others outside of my group as we are in our own battle of survival. The motherfucker who charges me is built like a tank, no doubt on some type of steroids. Only I have adrenaline still pumpin’ through my body from my earlier attack.

             I haven’t crashed from the spike of the high, if anythin’ it’s amped up with the showdown I’m ready for. This is what I’ve been waitin’ days for, goin’ after the man responsible for takin ‘my Pops from me. From Skylar, for puttin’ my mom in a comatose state of mind. What I am goin’ to do tonight is for them as well as my beautiful little Niece. She’s done nothin’ to warrant the fear she experienced when taken and is probably still facin’ at this moment in time.

           “Hold on Lila baby girl, we’re comin’ for you. Hold strong.” I mutter to myself shocked I’d said it loud enough to hear. But it’s confirmed I did when I hear Travler say, “Amen to that little one.”

            I hear fightin’ both physically and screamin’ all around me. Knowin’ my brothers can hold their own I concentrate on the bulldozer I plan on rammin’ with my fist. I do exactly that, I cut an uppercut right into his chin. He may be a big guy, but his glass jaw brought him down to his knees. Before he has a chance to recover I take my knee and slam it up into his nose. I hear the crack of the delicate bone and watch as he turns green and passes out.

           ‘
Fuckin’ pussy
.’ I spit on his blacked out ass. After all, he was one of the men who came to my home tonight. I don’t have time to decide his fate. I run over to help out Tumbler who has two men on him. Fuckin’ pussies, I swear. Can’t take a man one on one so they’ve got to gang up. I have to say Tumbler’s holdin’ his own. They have nothin’ on him. Tumbler’s a beast, he used to do underground fightin’ when we were younger. He definitely held his own and even had a title. Let’s just say if I came up on him in a dark alley, I’d contemplate turning’ around and goin’ the other way. The thing no one understands is unless you are in his way, an enemy or just straight out piss him off, he’s a teddy bear. At least that’s what the ladies say.

                   We finally end our fight with the guys around us and check on the other groups to see everyone standin’. Their conquests are layin’ on the ground with blood all around, just as ours are. We all come together and I notice Justice has a pool of blood at his feet and he’s staggerin’ a little bit. I can’t help but stare at him as he’s ready to make his way into battle inside the house and take out Cardozo.

      “Justice! Man, what the fuck, where is all that blood comin’ from?” I couldn’t see any physical evidence from the front of him, which was the side I could see from my angle. Once I made that statement I see Ghost go white as well-a ghost. He looks at me with wide eyes and I know, I just know, that it isn’t good. ‘Justice, you okay brother?” I ask terrified of what’s fixin’ to be revealed.

        Justice looks at me as if he hasn’t a clue what I’m talkin’ about. He looks down and his eyes go wide as well. All of a sudden he wobbles and Ghost has to step behind him and grab ahold of him to keep him upright.

            Wasp screams, “Someone get him out of here and get him to a Doctor A-S-A
Fuckin’
P! We can’t stop now or we’ll never get another chance.”

      I can’t watch someone else die so soon after my Pa, thank god Carson, our prospect and Tic’s blood brother, stepped forward and took all of Justice’s weight and starts to take off on foot.

       “Prospect, stop! Take one of these mother fuckin’ cars. Just dump it after Justice is taken care of. Move now!” I scream.

      The car bein’ so much closer is easier for us to get Justice there quick and we load him up as Carson screeches tires as he hauls ass out of there, knowing the attention we’ve already gotten from the fight. The squealin’ will surely garnish us a shit load more attention. It’s go time, we have no time for delays. Now it’s time to release all the anger I’ve been holdin’ in. I can finally aim it at who deserves every, single ounce of my anger.

Chapter 31

~
Lila Rose

          We was sitting at the table and I was being really, really good for Papa so I didn’t get in trouble. I was seen and not heard as he demanded as we come to the table to meet the new people. The ones Papa says I’d go live with now. When we sat down, I met Mr. and Mrs. Torentino and their daughter, Bristol. She was really pretty, and really quiet, like I was supposed to be.

          She kept sneaking smiles at me and it made me feel not as sad. She even winked at me a couple times and it made me laugh inside. I knew I’d really be in big trouble if I laughed out loud. She also seemed really sad to me. I’m gonna go live with her Mommy and Daddy and she’d come live with Papa. I feel sad for her having to live with him. He’s a big old meanie.

      We were getting ready for dessert and it had been quiet until then. All of a sudden it got really, really loud outside and I wanted to run and hide. Before I coulda leave, Bristol grabbed ahold of me and pulled me under the table with her while the adults all ran around being all crazy.

        “Hi Lila, I know this is all really scary, so we’re going to hide under here and pretend like no one knows were here. What do you think about that?”

       I was too scared to talk so I just shook my head. The noises got louder and I got more scared. Bristol held my hand and tried to make me not so scared. It didn’t really work, all I wanted was to feel safe again. I wanted my Daddy to come take me away from here. I wanted his hugs. I heard a bunch of fighting and loud noises that hurt my ears.

       I didn’t mean to, but I couldn’t make it stop. I was crying but I had to not let Papa see me. He hates it when little girls cry. It’s why Mommy never cries; she was told it would get her into trouble so she never did or does. Papa screams at us.

       “Bristol, you stay there with Lila and keep her safe and with you. If anything happens to her, I will hold you responsible. You are her protector; I have to go eliminate the vermin trying to make their way into my home.”

Bristol rolls her eyes at him and then looks at me and crosses her eyes. It looks really funny and makes me laugh. I like Bristol, I hope she keeps me safe and becomes my newest, bestest friend.

~~**~~**~~

~Bristol~

           Lila is such a beautiful little girl. I can’t believe she’s this loser’s granddaughter. How can someone so precious and pure come from someone so cold and criminal? He doesn’t deserve to have such beauty in his life. It doesn’t seem right to me. When all the yelling and fighting started outside, I started praying for someone to come and kill me to put me out of my misery, or to kill every one of these ‘parental figures’ and give me a chance to run and attempt a life outside of my parent’s every control.

        The noise outside dies down, but the noise inside is anything but calm. I hear fear in my Dad and the nasty asshole, Mr. Cardozo. Whoever is out there, puts fear into them. Of course, my father makes sure my mom makes it to a room securely, me however, I’m disposable as has been proven by his willingness to trade me for this precious girl I hold onto.

      Then everything inside comes crumbling down and I throw myself over Lila, hoping somehow I can save her from whoever these people are coming, they’re apparently looking to shed blood. I just pray it’s not mine or hers that ends up on the floor. As for every other person in this house, they can burn in the pits of hell as far as I am concerned.

Chapter 32

~Tic

        Rushin’ the house, I’m anxious to see my little girl. Needin’ to know that she’s good, that the bastard didn’t lay a finger on one hair on her head. So help him if he did, he won’t know what is comin’ his way. Nobody fucks with what’s mine.
Especially
my Lil’ Bit.

       Breachin’ the front door, I know that I should be immediately lookin’ for my daughter. First things first, I see my target runnin’ from us and up the stairs. I start to charge him and halt in my steps when I hear the most beautiful, angelic voice.

          “DADDY! I’m here Daddy, under the table.”

       I slide to the floor on my knees and grab my little girl out of a young woman’s arms. She tried to fight me until I gave her a look that had her backtrackin’ quickly.

       “Who are you’ I growl at the girl. ‘What are you doin’ with my little girl?”

      “Daddy! Don’t be mean, this is my friend, Bristol. She saved me from all the meanness. Be nice or I’m gonna tell Momma on you.”

       Chucklin’ at my little girl, happy as fuck to hear her scoldin’ me, has me feelin’ like a teenage girl with their giddiness. Fuck, since when did I grow a pussy. These girls of mine are killin’ me, I’m a motherfuckin’ enforcer, for Christ sakes. WTF, I need to readjust myself if I’m gonna keep my reputation with my brothers.

        “All right baby girl, your old man will watch himself, for now anyways. I’m just so happy to be holdin you and knowin your safe and will be on your way home to your Momma soon.”

        It’s a good thing I’m already on my knees, if I haven’t been I’d been brought to them by the quiver of my daughter’s bottom lip.

           “I want my Momma,’ she cries, ‘take me to Momma, Daddy!”

        “Soon baby girl, soon, I promise ya. Right now, I want you and your friend Bristol here to go outside with Ghost so he can keep you safe till Daddy deals with your Grandfather.”

          “He’s not very nice Daddy, you should give him a time out and tell him to leave me and my Momma alone. Okay?” She says grabbin my face in her chubby little hands, makin’ me look into her eyes so I know how serious she is.

           “Absolutely, baby girl, he’s gonna go on a time out and he’ll never ever be a bother to you or your Momma again. You feel me?”

       She shakes her head up and down at me in acknowledgment of what I’ve just said. Her Uncle Ghost picks her up and puts her on his hip, as he holds his hand out for her friend, who looks at Ghost with wide eyes as she slowly and unsurely grabs his hand and lets him help her up, she quietly and obediently allows him to lead her out the door.

   Turnin’ around to see what kind of damage was done while I was concentratin’ on my little girl, I see my guys have not only Cardozo, but another man and woman who I’m assumin’ are Bristol’s parents. Keepin’ my eyes on Cardozo, I go and get in his face.

          “You piece of shit; guess you weren’t expectin’ us to breach your poor as shit security team, huh? Well, let me tell you something. When a father actually gives a fuck about his kid, he lets nothing get in his way of keeping him or her safe. Seein’ as you don’t give a fuck about anything outside of yourself, and your money and power, I’m guessin’ you know nothin’ about a father’s love for his kid or a biker’s love for his brothers. So let me educate you. One, you don’t ever breach a man’s home and steal from underneath him. Two, you especially don’t go into a biker’s home and hurt him and take his niece from him and leave him on the floor unconscious. These two occurrences alone warrant blood to be drawn. Let me tell you where you really fucked up, mother fucker!’

         ‘You murdered our President, our friend, our brother, and to most of us, the only father figures we’ve ever known or had. And, it’s a damn shame your still standin’ here in front of me breathin’ good air in your lungs when the better man out of the two of ya is in his final restin’ place. Now, this last sin you committed against my club and my brothers warrants you to be tortured before you meet the Reaper.”

   A woman’s scream captures my attention from the education I’m layin down. She’s holdin’ onto the other man’s arm and is starin’ at us with such hatred and contempt I want to slap the bitch. Who the fuck does she think she is? Fuckin’ cunt. Cunt is a word I don’t use lightly, I respect women, but seriously, this lady is giving the word its definition alone with her attitude and hatred towards us.

     “Bitch, what’s your malfunction?” Kid screams in her face.

       “Fuck you, punk!’ she screams in Kids face, ‘you know nothing about your precious
past
President!” Emphasizing past may be her biggest mistake she’s made yet.

        “You wanna explain that statement, bitch!’ Kid screams, ‘you don’t know shit about my Pa, keep your mouth closed or I’ll make sure it’s permanently closed for you.”

        “Nephew, you know nothing about your
Pa!”
The bitch squeals at Kid.