Secrets

Chapter 9 : J Wants Blood

J's P.O.V.

Cody Blackwood. Cody Blackwood. His name played over and over in my head. He abused her, he beat her, he did so many damn things to her. I couldn't sleep. Ashley mentioned how she has so many more files and boxes on X-rays, court trials, cases, and so much more. I held my princess tight while she broke completely down into my arms. And not just her random cries and break downs she randomly has. Her entire body was shaking in fear and her tears were never ending. I lifted her up with ease and moved her to the bathroom. I sat her on the window bench in her bathroom. I ran her a warm bath and walked over to her, I turned her towards me, and looked into her eyes. She was far away, so distant. I slowly undressed her and scooped her up once again, placed her in the bath. (Which is like a jacuzzi might I add) Her body slowly started sliding under water more and more, until I caught her to keep her head above. She didn't even look up at me, she played frozen in the tub. I groaned realizing this was not going to be simple. I started to take off my shoes, socks, pants, and boxers. When I turned to take my shirt off I realized she was completely under water. I leaned down immediately and picked her up. Her eyes fluttered open, but she didn't move away from me.

"Don't move" , I told her sternly.

She nodded her head. I finished undressing and slipped in behind her in the tub. I lifted her up to where she was laying her back against my chest and couldn't sink back into the water.

Something hit me out of the blue. A memory. How X could possibly know Ashley.. X mentioned a very long time ago. Maybe five or so years ago or, how his friend's little sister's best friend was always on suicide watch. He made it a thing to always be around her. He went everywhere with her to make sure she never hurt herself. He caught her trying to overdose, cut her wrist and ankles, and slowly drown herself in the bath. Although I remember Ashley saying to him on one of my first days here "Since when do you take orders from anyone" I don't understand that, but maybe not, but still God baby what have you been through to seep that low. And how did you overcome and become one of the most powerful gang leaders there is?

I washed her hair and slowly washed her body. Once myself and my girl was cleaned I picked her up with me and got out of the tub, drained the bath, wrapped towels around myself and her, even one around her hair. Once we were both dried off, her hair was brushed and dried, I changed her in Pjs, and I slid boxers on, we slid into bed. She was fast asleep within minutes of laying her head on her pillow.

I got myself up out of the bed and slid on some sweatpants, I wondered downstairs to the kitchen. I sat at the bar and my heart was thumping. I grabbed a water and went to her workout room. I threw on some boxing gloves and beat the fuck out of the punching bag. Only a tiny little bit of my anger was gone. I started making phone calls left and right to all my men. Telling them when they need to be here, when we will begin training, what they need to bring, and how long they will be staying here.

Ashley's P.O.V.

I woke up the next morning, realizing what all has happened lately. It's a lot to take in, but more importantly I need to let my gang know about what is going on. That was the last thing on my mind though, I told J who, I joined gangs with another, I was shot at again, I am angry with myself for breaking down last night, but I'm more mad that I didn't tell J who still roams free and who hurt me worse then any of them did ...

I made a few phone calls scheduling a meeting. Checked in with my other cover jobs. I asked Kayla what her and Jasper were up to today, and she said not too much. I made sure everything was set for my meeting, phone calls, time, conference call with members over seas. I finally moved from my bed and started getting ready for my day. I put on a pair of light washed jeans, a maroon V-neck, black cowgirl boots square toe, brushed and straightened my hair, then put it up in a pony tail, put on gold eyeshadow, black eyeliner and mascara, and powder, and brushed my teeth. Once all was done I made my way to our weapon room. I pulled out two knives and made my way down to my chambers. Chambers of Torture. There was Damon kneeling on the floor with his arms stretched out connected to the restraints and his head held up by the force bar. I slowly walked around him. Oh did I need this right now. Just the lovely thought of what is about to happen. I heard the Chamber door open and close. I laid my knife down on the table and gloves.