Twisted Knights: Heaven and Hell: Twisted Knights MC Book Two (5 page)

“WHY!” I screamed at the ceiling, praying for an answer. I didn't even hear the door open so his voice startled me.
 

“Angel, babe that is a question no one can answer. Clarke is a very fucked up person, but the reason Steel came for you, I can answer. H
e
loves you, he wants to see you happy and alive. Steel will always be remembered through you, and your good nature.”
 

Demon was slowly walking towards the bed, with his hands out in front of him.
 

“Demon, I need to see him. I have to see it with my own eyes.” I tried to wipe the tears from my eyes, there was no use, they came right back.
 

“Babe, are you sure?”
 

“Yes! I still don
’t believe it!
” I shouted at him, and instantly regretted it. Demon is not the one that did this, Clarke is. Oh and he will pay for it.
 

Demon sat down on the edge of the bed, wrapped his large arm around my shoulders and pulled me to him. He kissed my hair and took a deep breath. We sat there for the longest time just breathing. His presence relaxed me and the tears finally stopped. Who knew a man called Demon could be my one and only
a
ngel. After about twenty minutes I
think I have calmed enough for Demon to relax a little
,
“O
k
b
aby
g
irl, I
’
m going to get the doctor and ask if we can go see your brother. I need you to remain calm while I do that. O
k
?” His voice gentler than I have ever heard.
 

“Yes Demon, I'll stay calm but don't stay gone long please.”
 

He moved his shoulder and stood up. Instantly I started to miss his warmth. I laid back down on the pillow and waited. Alone with my own thoughts were never a good thing. Could I really face my brother? Flashes of his smiling face lit up my memories, I need to say goodbye, but I will never let go.
 

I sat that for a few more minutes before a nurse and Demon walked back in. The nurse was pushing a wheelchair. FUCK. I hate those things. Demon helped me stand up and put on a pair of sweats that my
m
om had brought. He very gently placed me into the wheelchair
and
s
qu
at
s
down in
front
of me. I kept my head down, avoiding eye contact. He placed his hand on my cheek and slid it down to my chin. Demon lifted my head until his eyes made contact with mine. The look in his eyes almost caused another round of waterworks. He leaned in and carefully kissed me. When we broke the kiss he didn't pull away.
 

“Angel, I will always be here. For you and our kids. This might be the hardest thing we have ever had to do, but we will do it together. Ya' hear?”
 

“Yes, Demon.”
 

“Good, Do you remember the night you told me all about Clarke?”
 

“Pieces of it. Why?”
 

“I told you to give it to me, and I mean it.”
 

“Your brother helped me a lot. He was there when I needed to talk or needed to spar with someone to let out the anger. Just like I will be whatever it is you need from me.” His words hit me in my soul. I no longer had to bear this burden alone.
 

 “Give it to me baby. Let me wash it all away. All the hurt. All the pain. All the fear. But keep the anger you're going to need it.”
 

His words from that night echoed in my head the whole way to see my
b
rothers' body. When they pulled him out a whimper left my body. Demon grabbed my hand and I held it tight. Everyone left us to be alone with him. I knew very little about what my brother did for a living, what I did know is he finally looked to be at peace. He was always the one to take on
every ones
problems. That and his own problems caused him to age quickly. My brother is/was a good man and I will always remember that. He also had a very dark side, and I know he was the kind of person that shot first and asked questions later. He would lay down his life for any member of his club or his family. Poor Alyssa,
t
he love they shared sometimes made me sick. One thing that had hurt them was the club, ultimately separating them permanently.
 

“I will always miss you bro. Not a day will go by that I won't think about you and wish you were here. You will always be a part of me and I will do my best to keep your memory alive. Growing up, and even now you truly are the best brother ever. I will make him pay for doing this to you, I promise. Please watch over us, in the way only you could.” I wiped the tears from my face and watched him. I guess I was secretly hoping for him to respond. Demon's hand tightened around mine to let me know he was there for me. After what seems to be hours of us just sitting there, lost in our own memories, I spoke.
 

“I'm ready.”
 

Demon released my hand and stepped over behind the wheelchair. He turned me towards the door and started to push me away. I looked over my shoulder one more time at my brother and whispered,
 

“Goodbye Marcus, I love you.”
 

Demon

The days in the hospital dragged on, the constant flow of people was draining Angel. She looked and acted ok
ay
, but the sadness behind her eyes gave it away. With the amount of trauma she had, they wanted to keep her because of the baby. Not once did I leave her. After
the
fit she had the first day she promised she would try to keep c
al
m as long as I didn't disappear.
 

She talked a lot about Clarke faking our deaths, and how she thought she had lost me. Each time she brought it up she would remember her brother, causing her to go into emotional episodes. There is nothing worse in this world than feeling helpless, and when Angel cries that is what I feel.
 

Clarke and Butch are still up at the cabin, waiting for her. She is still dead set on finishing this. I have begged her to let me do it, but she is ad
amant
about it. Most people would just go finish the job anyways, but ya see Angel is a special kind of woman. I have no doubts that she would kick my ass and anyone who was involved. So here I sit, waiting while those
m
other
f
uckers still breath. Fuck
m
e.
 

Today the doctor should release her. She is finally eating again, and the bruising has lightened. The rib is going to be sore for awhile, and she is going to be on light duty. All but a few members have left and headed back to Cali with Steel's body. His funeral is set for a week from tomorrow, giving us plenty of time.
 

“A rusty fork.” Angel stated. When I looked at her funny, she continued.
 

“I'm going to use a rusty fork to kill him.” The way she spoke scared me, like she didn't even care she was planning to kill someone.
 

“Really?”
 

“Yes, really. Could you image getting stabbed with a fork multiple times?”
 

“Well. No. Actually. Remind me not to get on your bad side
b
abe.”  I believe she wants to kill Clarke, but with a fucking fork? DAMN.
 

Right about the time she went to say something else, the Doctor walked in with a clipboard and started talking.
 

“Well, it looks like you have been cleared to go home. I'm going to forward your file to the OB you have here in your file. I am also going to send you home with mild pain pills and anti nausea pills.”
 

After a few signatures we walked out of the hospital and headed to the one place that I didn't want to take her, to Clarke. Even though she is fully capable of killing, I did train her, but I don't think she will like the demons that haunt you when you do. One thing is true, I will be there for her no matter what. After that we will talk, and I will spill the beans about Meg and my trust issues.
 

“I want Butch, Clarke is all yours
b
abe, but Butch he is mine.” I said to her on the way up the road towards the cabin. Tatts and few others are guarding them, he and these men were the most trusted.  Looks like we get to go cleaning.
 

Angel

I know Demon is worried about me, it's written all over his face. I just want to get this over and head home. Take my kids and move the hell on from all it. They are waiting until we return to bury my brother. We still haven't talked about the baby, and I know there is something Demon is hiding from me. Today I get to question Clarke, So many questions I need answers to. First and foremost how the hell did he find out where I was.  Another question is what was he talking about when he wanted his money back.
 

“Demon, Clarke was talking about you, wanting to know where you hid the money that you took from the guys down south. He also said something about members spying on me.” I looked at him, both hands tightened on the steering wheel.
 

“Angel, I can only go into somethings because mostly it's club business. From what I can gather Clarke is the one that was behind the members jumping ship down south. He also has a lot of side jobs he offers to them. Today I plan on getting some names, but I don't know if these guys will talk. Tatts, had heard that whoever broke into the apartment, worked for him, but I don't know a name.”
 

“Want me to get information from him?”
 

He reached over and grabbed my hand. After rubbing his thumb across the back of it a few times, he pulled it to his mouth and placed a very soft kiss on it.
 

“Baby
gi
rl you don't have to do anything you don't want to, but if you
do
it
I would like to be there to hear it.”
 

I turned my head to look out the window. Lost in thought. The past few years have been difficult, to say the least. Could I truly question him, torture him and kill him.
 

“Remember
b
abe, let go of everything but that anger. I will be there, if you need me.”
 

We arrived at the cabin twenty minutes later, with Tatts and some other member I hadn't seen before. There was a woman with her head resting on her knees, blocking her face.
 

“What the
h
ell?” Demon hopped out of the truck, walked around and helped me out of the truck.
 

“Thanks babe.” I stood up on my tip toes and placed a quick kiss on his cheek. When I turned to walk away, he slapped my ass and give it a lingering squeeze.
 

Tatts walked over with his head hung and his hand in his pockets. I blushed thinking back to the last time her saw me.
 

“Angel, Demon we found this woman trying to free Clarke and Butch. She won't tell us a name or anything.”
 

“Let me try.” I pushed passed him and walked over to her. The woman looked familiar, but I couldn't my finger on it. Plus, she still wouldn't look up. I grabbed her by her ponytail and forced her head up, immediately I recognized her, Chloe.
 

“What the fuck are you doing here.” I didn't let go of her hair, instead I pulled harder.
 

She laughed before saying,
 

“Clarke is my man, you stupid bitch.” I put everything together rather quickly. That night in the bar I fought with her, that same night someone broke into my apartment. Clarke knew exactly where I was, because of her. All rational thinking went out the window and I attacked her. Punch after punch straight to the face. Before the guys knew what was going on I had her pinned under me beating the hell out of her. She tried to block her face but it was no use.
 

I saw Demon run up beside me and tried to grab me when he realized who it was, he backed away.
 

“I will fucking kill you, you dirty ass whore!” Chloe had huge gashes on her cheeks and a few on her lips. Her nose had blood flowing and her eyes were already turning black. I stood up and sp
a
t on her.
 

“I hope his dick was good because it is the last one you will ever have!” I started to walk inside so that either Tatts or Demon could finish the job.
 

“You think you are getting something from killing him, but you aren't. The two of you aren't even married, who's stupid now.” She manged to choke out. I stopped dead in my tracks. Without turning around,
 

“What did you just say?”
 

“Bitch you aren’t married, you get nothing
!
”
 

I slowly turned and walked back over to her, squatted down next to her head and whispered,
 

“I left because I wanted nothing from him, I left because nothing of his meant anything to me. You on the other hand are about to die a whore, nothing but a snitching, worthless, loose lipped whore. Me, I get to live on and continue to carry Demon's baby. We will raise Clarke's and mine too. Funny how things can turn around in just a few moments. Ryder and Rylynn father is Clarke, everything that is his will go to them.” Her eyes started to bug out. “In case you are wondering, I will see you in hell!”
 

I walked away. When I passed Demon I stopped and put my hand on his chest.