Rumour Has It ( Savage MC Book One)

chapter twenty- a little birdy once said he taut he taw a puddy cat

**strong language**
Eight years ago
That night
Millie's p.o.v
Cheers rang out around the bar as Dec leaned forward and blew the candles out on the cake Layla had made. Judging from the look he threw Layla, it was clear he only blew them out for her sake, she was his baby cousin after all.
We were in the club compound, celebrating Dec's twenty fifth birthday. Clubs from all around had been invited and the place was packed full. I leaned back further into Cut who had his arms around my waist and just enjoyed the happiness in the room.
"You did good, putting this together Mill" Cut said taking a pull from the bottle in his hand.
"Thanks baby" I said back." Everyone deserves a huge celebration on their birthday".
"What are you giving me for my birthday so, sweetheart?" He asked and I smiled over my shoulder at him.
"Like I would ruin the surprise" I laughed and he raised his eyebrows in disbelief.
"Babe, my birthday isn't for like three months you're hardly planning now?' He asked incredously. I shrugged back not answering aloud. Truth be told I had been planning his birthday for a good while now. I wanted to make it a day he wouldn't forget for a long time, so as you can imagine that meant it required a lot of planning.
"I'll see does Layla need help around the kitchen, see when she wants to start giving presents" I said pulling away from him.
"Wait you got presents? Dec's not going to be happy" Cut laughed at me. I glared over my shoulder as I walked toward the kitchen.
"He's going to be damn grateful he's got such amazing people around him, as should you be" I snapped and he winked in response before going to join his brothers in getting drunk and celebrating for the evening.

"Don't you look happy" Aine skipped over to sit beside me where I sat on one of the couches with a drink in my hand.
"I am happy " I laughed. "are you?" I bumped shoulders with her. She smiled slightly.
"Feeling free" she laughed.
" How drunk are you?" I joked and she shoved me with her shoulder before resting her head on my shoulder.
"Bitch" she mumbled and I laughed again.
"So Layla said presents are being giving out soon. She got him some jeans" she laughed. "What did you get him?"
"Biker boots " I said back. "What else do you get a biker man?" I laughed.
"He's going to go nuts when he realises what Layla is up to" she shakes her head at our foolishness. Across the room Layla turns and winked at me. It's time. Squeezing Aines hand I jumped up and make my way towards Cuts room. Pushing through the the bodies of people I enter Cuts room and close the door behind me. I can still hear the music pounding but it's muffled by the closed door. Clothes and other possessions of Cut lie scattered across the bed and floor. Taking a deep breath I begin rooting through everything trying to find the pair of boots.
"Days good, Millie" Came from behind me and I let out a startled scream as I spun around.
"Dec. Jesus you scared the shit out of me" hand resting against my heart I look at a drunk Dec who is leaning against the closed door.
"I didn't even hear you come in" I laughed at myself.
"You're beautiful Millie" he slurred his words and I felt tension squeezed my body. Smiling uncomfortably I ignored his comment, brushing it off as him being drunk.
"I'm just looking for one of the presents so you best leave now before you see it and ruin the surprise Layla wants to give you" I said hoping he would pick up the hint and leave.
"You know I called it first" he slurred again before pushing away from the door and slowly making his way towards me.
"What?" I asked uneasily, holding my body still. I didn't like the vibes coming from him.
"You, Millie, I called you first. But no, Cut always get what he wants, doesn't matter whose pussy is it, he wants it he'll take it" there was a story behind his bitter words, one Cut hadn't shared and one I didn't want to find out from one of Cuts drunk brothers.
"Seriously Dec, you need to go" I said as he started to enter my personal space. Backing up quickly the back of my legs hit the bed and I stopped. Dec didn't.
"It's my birthday, I'll get what I want on my birthday" he slurred once again before reaching forward and grabbed me. Instantly I tugged back and unfortunately because he didn't let go I took Dec down with me.
"Dec sto-" I started to snap but his lips crashing down on mine broke off what I was saying. The stench of alcohol assaulted my senses as I struggled to no avail.
The door slammed open before a roar filled the room and Dec was pulled off me and slammed into the far wall by Cut.
"Sonofabitch" he roared as he continuously slammed his fist into Dec's face. Screaming at him to stop I jumped up from the bed and readjusted my skirt that had ridden up in the process of Dec falling onto me.
Suddenly the room flooded with bikers who dragged the men apart.
"Jesus men! What's this about?" Someone yelled.
"Get him the fuck out he needs a doctor" someone else snapped in disgust and a limp Dec was taken from the room.
"What the fuck?" Buck demanded but Cut didn't even look at him instead he levelled his angry glare at me. 
"Get gone" He snarled and I froze feeling so out of contact with what was happening.
"Luke, that wasn't what you're thinking, I sw-" I shook my head frantically.
"Get the fuck gone, bitch! NOW!"He roared leaning threatening towards me. Regardless I took a step forward and tried again.
"It wasn't-" my voice high pitched with panic and fear.
"Stupid slut, don't take me for a joke. I walked in on you practically fucking on my goddamn bed! Fucking whore, nice fucking present you were about to give him" he snarled before smashing his fist through the wall. I heard the intakes of breaths from everyone in the room as they all at once came to the conclusion that I was stepping out on Cut, I could feel it in the sudden glares I was getting. The atmosphere in the room plummeted toward arctic, as fury rose from every individual there.  "Fucking leave, whore! Jesus christ my brother and my woman!" he snapped before throwing a lamp across the room. It smashed against the far wall and glass rained down across the floor.
"Baby, you need to listen to me I swear-" panic was quickly taking over me as I felt the fury coming from Cut.  He didn't  believe me. 
"Fucking call me baby one more time, I dare you" he growled, the threat evident in his voice. Tears rushed to my eyes. This was fucked up I needed to fix this. Stumbling forward I put my hands on his shoulders ready to beg. I didn't even get close before he had shoved me back with such force I collided with someone in the room and took them back a few steps.
"Swear to god I won't say it again,  get gone or I will drag you by your hair from here, bitch, I could give less of a fuck. Done, I'm fucking done. Don't want to see you're nasty ass again" he was serious, his voice dropping low and threatening. I didn't move at first and then he took a step toward me. I didn't even think, my mind had shut down and my body was in full control, reacting to the threat it had picked up on. Running, pushing and shoving through crowds of people who had no idea what had occurred in the back room of the compound. I heard my name being called and saw Aine freeze at the sight of me before starting toward me but I didn't stop moving. I ran and ran until such time as I physically couldn't and then I walked. Heels in hand, arms crossed tight across my chest I walked along an empty, pitch black road in the early hours of the morning or late hours of the night,  whichever way you prefer to look at it.
....Stupid slut...bitch...get gone....nasty ass...
Every hateful word played over and over in my head,  I was unaware of anything else but the look that had been in his eyes. He hated me, sickened by the thought of me. All I could focus on was how I was going to right this wrong, I had to get him to listen to me.
...done, I'm fucking done....
My head was entirely wrapped up in the events of this evening, of the pain I felt and the pain that had been clear streaked across Cuts face as he had looked at me in betrayal.  Life plays some sick jokes on us, I thought to myself as I stared unseeingly at the gravelled ground of the tarmacked  road. I was completely lost in my head.
Thinking back on it, that would be what I used to explain why I didn't hear the van pulling up beside me or the sliding door opening until it was far too late. That was the second mistake of the night on my part. Number one being not leaving Cuts room the minute I felt uneasy, and number two was the minute I shut down and started to walk aimlessly instead of ringing a taxi.
Screaming and struggling as I got dragged into a van with members of the Jacks MC laughing evilly around me, I knew that nothing good had come of tonight and nothing good was about to. What I didn't know was that horrors far past my imagination were just beyond my horizon.
"Little miss prim and proper nurse, Cuts property I believe?" Someone snarled near my left cheek, a stench of alcohol on their breath.
"Finds her precious and pure he does, so I hear, would do anything for her" someone else laughed and I think I passed out with fear for a few seconds because suddenly I was being pulled up by my hair and a face was right in front of mine.
"Let's see how 'precious and pure' you are to him when we're finished with you" he smiled and I screamed, I screamed a lot that night and the two days that followed. I screamed so much it wore my throat to nothing, replaced every sound I'd ever heard with the sound of my fear, made every shadow an enemy and every light seem like a cruel joke that was begging me to feel hope so it could rip it to shreds, rip me to shreds.

Yes, life plays some sick jokes on us all, indeed.

**************************
Please please let me know what you think xx