SAMCRO's Secret

Kozik

"Mikhail Petrov."
"What?"
"The delivery for you at one o'clock."

The voice on the other end of the phone hung up and I dropped to my knees. I couldn't breathe. "Tyler!" Juice's voice yelled before he ran over to me. There were multiple people trying to pick me up. I pushed them off and screamed. I kicked the dumpster over and punched the brick wall of the garage and kicked it and knocked over a shelf. Then someone's arms were around me, pinning my arms to my chest. They picked me up off of the ground. "Get off me!" I screamed thrashing against them. "Calm down." Jax ordered holding tighter. I couldn't calm down, I struggled against him until I broke free. I sat on the ground holding my head in my hands. I couldn't torture Mikhail.

I couldn't even enjoy it. This was going to hurt me as much as it hurt him. Then Tig was in front of me. "What's going on, kid?" he asked. "I gotta get it over with." I growled to myself. "What're you talking about?" Jax asked. "Nothing." I snarled and got up. I slammed my boot into the side of the tow truck before marching to my room and packing my backpack up. I got all dressed and walked out to meet the delivery at one.

It was a large yellow envelope. I didn't bother going inside to open it. Another envelope inside had a million dollars cash. There was a letter that said I'd be paid double for having to kill someone I cared about. They needed the name of the person that Mikhail was working for, I was expected to get it. No matter the costs. I burned the letter and stuffed the envelope into my backpack. I noticed everyone watching me. I put my sunglasses on and pulled my hood up before getting on the bike and leaving.

I knew where Mikhail and Vlad were staying. I also knew they wouldn't be alone. I waited for the rest of the day until Mikhail came outside for his midnight smoke. I quickly bound and gagged him. I chained his foot to my bike and dragged him to a secluded area. I kept my bandana over my face and my sunglasses on as I leaned over him.

I pulled out my knife, and squatted next to him. "Who are you working for?" I growled. "Tyler?" he gasped when I pulled the gag from his mouth. I pressed the knife against his throat. "How could you do this? I love you!" he protested. I didn't want to hurt him, but I had too. I dragged the blade across his chest. I didn't put any effort in, I couldn't enjoy this. "I will tell you, if you tell me you love me. I know you do." he said with tears in his eyes. "I can't say that while holding a knife to your throat." I growled at him. "Please, it is the only thing that will give me peace. Just admit it." he begged. "I love you, Mikhail." I whispered, lying. "Valkov." he said with a sad smile and I pulled my gun from waistband and shot him in the head.

I chopped off his thumbs and burned and buried him before returning to the clubhouse. I pulled out my phone as I stood outside in the cool air.

"Is it done so soon?"
"Demitri Valkov."
"The identification will be collected in ten minutes."

I sighed as I waited for Tony to arrive. He finally did, I gave him the cooler and he gave me the money. I walked inside and showered. The water turned my skin bright red because it was so hot, but I still felt cold.

When I got out of the shower Happy was sitting on my bed. "Tattoo me, fuck me, or get out." I growled. "Talk about it." he said coolly. "That wasn't an option." I said as I got dressed. "You need to talk about it." he said and I grabbed him by his kutte and slammed him against the wall. "You wanna know? I just tortured and killed one of the only people that I ever cared about and the last thing I said to him was a goddamn lie." I growled up at him through clenched teeth.

"Hands off the kutte, baby cakes." he said calmly. My phone started to ring.

"Hello?" I asked pretending like the phone had woken me up.

"Is Mikhail with you?" Vlad's worried voice asked.

"No he's still mad at me, why?" I asked matching his worried tone.