Chapter Seven

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A couple days into the week Callum came and said we were going to take a drive an hour before we even close up shop. At the time I didn't really think anything of it. I thought we'd be talking more about myself or my past, but as soon as we pulled out of the lot we headed in the opposite direction of home. Along with 10 other bikers who I didn't quite know yet, but I definitely felt my anxiety heighten as they followed his truck. It was strange how aware I was of everything, AC on but only on level one, slight noise from the engine filling the cab, and the tension radiating off Callum. To think telling him was the right choice, because I started to recognize my surroundings. The area I grew up in as a child We turned onto my childhood home which cause me to freeze, I even noticed Winnie's light on in her room before looking back to my home. I don't even know if home is the right word to even use for that. Prison sounds more accurate, Callum turns into the drive of it and kills the engine. My breathe has quickened as I take in my surroundings, The house looks more beat up then usual with over grown weeds in the from, the doors paint is chipped away, and the newspapers are all resting on the small porch still.

I can feel Callum looking at me, but honestly I can't stand to look over at him to hear what he has to say. I almost feel betrayed even though I don't deserve anything from him.

"Calm. Take a breath because were about to go in there, and anything you want done to those schmucks will be done. You can watch and just let us handle it, or stay in the truck after you face them. Your troubles are about to be no more, and the club backed me on this decision. "

I suck in a breath thinking how wrong I was, and how I need to start believing in the good instead of everyone out to harm me. I realize belatedly that the motorcycles are no longer a background noise, and turn to look out the window just in time to see them surrounding the house. A few went into the house and turned on the lights, and some stood watch on the front lawn. I turn back and look at Callum, "How did you know they were here? I never said where I lived or anything like that."

"Know some people, asked around about a couple of sick fucks who've been offering shit like this. Found out your parents were looking for you and put themselves out there. Made it a whole lot easier finding them and neutralizing them for tonight." He says, sticking with a blank face but his eyes are full of anger.

"I'm not sure I can go in there and do anything Callum. Not trying to be a pussy or anything, but you have to realize they've had control over me for many years. I can't just go in there and do something I've never been able to do." I twist my hands in my lap trying to pull myself together because I really don't think I can handle even seeing them.

I feel Callum wrap his hand around my neck and pull me so that we are face to face. "Revenge is a beautiful thing. This not about just killing two sick people, this is about taking back the power to deserved to have your whole life. You ain't got to do one thing except walk in there and know you got men at your back, and look them in the eye so they know who's got the power  now. You want something done to them you let me know we'll make it happen, you want to do it yourself and make them hurt that's fine too, and you want to leave cause you can't stomach it then there ain't no harm in that. So take a deep breath and lets get this done."

He gives my neck one more squeeze, and then opens his door and exits the truck. I stair straight at the front door he walks through. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, as soon as I open my eyes I look to Winnie's house next door and see her lights still on but her blinds are still closed. I open my door and step out of the truck and close the door just a slowly. Realizing this is really about to happen my palms begin to sweat and my stomach feels queasy. I walk slowly to the front door with my heart pounding, I walk further into the house and down the hall until I'm in the living room and I see both of my parents bound to a chair. I barely hear the front door closing and everyone closing in on the living room. Both of my parents are looking at me with hatred in their eyes, my mother struggles with her restraints and is shouting behind her gag. My father is calm, but his eyes say that they're going to destroy me if given a chance.

I turn to Callum who steps up next to me and crosses his arms across his chest. "Well I already told you pieces of shit why we're here and Squeak here knows and is fucking happy to see you in the positions your in. JJ here is gonna warm you up for the grand finale, but don't worry Martha he don't hit girls. So you can sit and watch and Nate over her gets the brunt of it. No worries though we don't discriminate in torture so you'll get yours, just not in beatings" He snarls at her before nodding his head at JJ, who I didn't even realize was standing with us.

JJ walks across the room straight to Nate, and starts to pound on him with his fist. Punch after punch, I feel my nerves start to relax and I become more aware of everything and not so tunnel vision. It's like an ecstasy to see the man who hurt me year after year get what he deserves. I tighten my fist just thinking of how good it must feel to punch this sick fucking man.

Callum leans over and whispers in my ear, "You want a go kid?"

I don't even think, I walk straight to him and tap JJ's shoulder to get him out of my way so I can have my turn. I make eye contact with my dad right before I take my first punch,

then the next,

and the next,

Until I just black out.

Everything starts coming into focus as someone is pulling me back, and I see my father limp in the chair bloodied and beaten. I feel the wetness on my cheeks, When did I start crying?

"You did good, you did good." I hear Callum whispering in my ear as he pulls me back.  He lets me go and walks up to Nate to feel his pulse and turns to the room the shake his head indicating he is indeed dead. I look over and see my mother with tears cascading down her cheeks and she stares down at her lap. I'm so angry inside, how dare she shed tears for this man but have no care for what happens to her child. I suffered, what has she ever had to suffer?

The more I think about it, the more I get pissed. I walk towards her and as I pass Callum I grab his K-bar strapped to his belt. I fist Martha's hair in my hand and hold the knife to her throat, and looking her in the eyes I whisper,

"You're the sickest one out of the both of you. I fucking hate you and there is nothing I will enjoy more in life than ending your life. You sick fucking cunt." I stare into her eyes as I run the blade across her throat  with such precision you'd have thought I've done it many times.

I release her hair as the life drains from her eyes and she stops choking on her own blood. The K-bar slides out of my hand and hits the floor, but I don't wait any longer before turning to leave the house walking out the front door in the lawn

What the fuck did I just do? What would Winnie think?

At that thought I look to her window and see her peeking through the blinds, she looks panicked and pained. I look down at myself and see I'm covered in blood and some of the club members are going into the house as some are leaving to get on their bikes. I almost feel like I need to explain to her, but as soon I go to walk towards her house Callums right there leading me to his truck at a fast pace.

"Got to get you out of here kid, no evidence needs to stand in the eyes of witnesses. "

He starts the truck and pulls put of the driveway, and I turn and look to her window once more and see she's gone. Not waiting, not trying to come out and see me, no light guiding me to her, she's just gone.

Maybe revenge isn't so beautiful if I can't have Winnie at the same time, but I shake that thought. She was too good for me anyways, and if this is her last straw then I understand
I just hope I'll be able to check up on her later in life and make sure she got everything she deserved.

After this night its all about new beginnings and family.


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