Inferno Demon Riders MC: My Five Obsessed Bullies novel Chapter 119

Blythe’s P.O.V.

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Present: Age, 25 ~

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“That was the last time I ever saw Sean,” I said, finishing my long story. “Or Maria.”

The silence that followed was deafening. I was afraid to look up at them. I didn’t want to see their pity. I didn’t want to see them give me those pathetic looks. The ones that mocked me for being so weak and foolish. I never wanted to be looked at like that. Ever.

“Sean… set all of that up,” Psy.cho finally broke the silence. “He saw you when you were 15 and took grooming to a whole new level.”

“No fu.cking kidding,” CG muttered. “That sick fu.ck.”

“But our girl found out and made it out of there,” Dragon said, pride in his voice that shocked me.

“She might not have run to us, but she ran,” Karma agreed.

“Hell yeah, snuck out like a little ninja, never to be seen again,” Psy.cho added.

“That’s because our fireball is a smarty.”

“Way too smart for us, huh, Peaches?”

“Speak for yourself. I’m just as smart as her and just as se.xy, right Shorty?”

I couldn’t answer them or look at them still. I sniffled, trying to hold my tears back, but it was useless. I haven’t stopped crying since finding out that Havoc lied to me. But they weren’t going to let me get away with that.

Karma put his finger under my chin and lifted my head. I stared into his green eyes as he smiled softly at me. It made me cry more.

“You hear that?” He asked. “Pretty sure you’re the smartest and strongest person we know, Spark.”

“H–how could you say that?” I whispered. “I–I’m foolish, stupid.”

“Not many people would be able to survive what you did, Shorty,” Psy.cho said gently. “That was hell. Pure hell. What you went through, babe… It was awful. You managed to get out though. Get free. Try to live a normal life. You should be proud of yourself.”

“There definitely aren’t a lot that could come out as strong as you,” Dragon added. “Not after going through that…”

“We mean that, baby,” CG said. “We really do. It took a lot of strength to fight back when you did. It took a lot of courage to run away and be on your own. And those fu.cks… they’ll never get their hands on you again, you hear me?”

I sniffled again before wiping my face on the back of my hands.

“This felt… so freeing,” I told them. “I–I didn’t tell Mom and Tusk all the details… They don’t know about all the se.xual abuse. At least not from Daniel. I didn’t go into detail about a lot of it with them.”

“That’s probably a good thing,” Karma said.

“I’m glad that it feels freeing, Peaches,” Dragon whispered in my ear before kissing my cheek.

“D–do you guys think he found Maria?” I asked.

“You know her last name?” CG asked. “I can find out where she is for you.”

I nodded.

“Her last name is Garcia,” I told him.

“I’ll work on it as soon as I can, Fireball,” he replied, smiling at me.

“Y–you guys r–really don’t think I’m damaged goods?” I asked. “I mean… these aren’t the reactions I was expecting…”

“Never, Peaches.”

“No, Spark.”

“Don’t even think that, Fireball.”

“You got goods, Shorty, none of them are damaged. Not even after taking my monster co.ck.”

“Blythe,” Karma said, grabbing my hand. “Don’t mistake our ease right now for forgiveness. We’re all fuming underneath, but I don’t think you can handle that right now. Make no mistake, Spark, we’re gonna make those fu.ckers pay for what they did to you. But you will always remain the brightest light in our lives. No matter what. You are not broken, you are not damaged. You’re a warrior. A survivor. And we’ll spend the rest of our lives makin‘ sure you know your worth. Every damn day.”

I smiled at them. His words were sweet, but he was right. I could see them all fuming just under the surface. Their smiles are forced, their postures are stiff, and their eyes are hard. I’m sure they’re holding back right now for my sake. And that makes me feel so damn safe. Like I never have to worry about anyone hurting me again. And I believe them. I believe they’ll take care of me, and that they’ll help me take Sean, Daniel, and all of Silent Divine down for good.

Is now a good time to ask them to help with my revenge?

My eyes flickered to Havoc. He sat on the floor against the wall on the other side of the room the whole time I talked. I didn’t look at any of them much the whole time. Havoc’s crying, which was something shocking for me to see. Right now, I hate him. I was angry as hell. But I still cared.

As much as I hated it, I still cared a lot. Havoc didn’t know what Daniel was doing to me, that

much I was sure of. He was just a dumb kid too. This explains why he’s been struggling over the last few weeks. The haunted way he’s been looking at me.

I just don’t trust myself to forgive him. I’m clearly a terrible judge of character.

“I… didn’t know… I swear I didn’t… I should have listened to you…” Havoc muttered meekly. “I’m so sorry. I’m so, so sorry…”

All four of the men around me tensed. It was almost like they’d forgotten that Havoc was here. I watched as they all shared a look. Then Karma and Psy.cho were on their feet, marching toward Havoc, who was just staring off at the floor, looking dead inside as he repeated how sorry he was to me. They each grabbed an arm and hoisted Havoc up. I shot to my feet as panic spiked in my veins.

“Where are you taking him?” I asked.

“Club business, Bly, you know the rules,” Psy.cho said.

“No!” I shouted. I tried to take off after them as they dragged Havoc to the door, but Dragon grabbed me from behind as CG blocked my path. “No, wait! We can talk this out! No! Karma! Karma, don’t you dare kill him!” I started screaming, thrashing around in Dragon’s arms and trying to push past CG’s large frame. “I mean it! I don’t care about club rules! I will never forgive you if you kill him!”

The door slammed shut behind them, my pleas falling on deaf ears. More tears filled my eyes as I slumped against CG’s chest. I clung to his cut and tried to take a few deep breaths.

“How is that fair!?” I snapped, my anger winning out again. “I’m the one that had to go through the most sh.it! It should be up to me what happens to him!”

“You’re too nice, baby,” he replied. “You’d let him off too easily.”

Tears filled my eyes as I looked at CG like he was a stranger.

“I don’t want him to die for me,” I whispered, my bottom lip trembling. Dragon took a step towards me, but I took one back. He stopped in his tracks, looking at me with a helpless expression. I wrapped my arms around myself, suddenly feeling hopeless.

“You telling us that this sh.it doesn’t hurt you?” CG asked, his hazel eyes hard.

“Of course it does,” I hissed out in a whisper. “But not enough to end his life. I mean, you all almost killed me my first week back here! None of you are saints either, ya know. Evander was young too. We all were.”

“He still knew better,” CG said. “He still lied to us for years. He watched us all hope that you would come back to us any day. He watched our hope dwindle. He watched us all crumble and fall apart after you got married! He hurt us all with his selfish actions! Actions that, had he admitted to, would have gotten us back to you sooner!”

I shook my head as tears spilled from my eyes.

“I never said he was innocent, but if you all let him die, anything that we were building between us will vanish,” I stated.

CG pressed his lips into a thin line as he stared at me with hard eyes. Dragon’s eyes went wide with panic. They flickered between the two of us, but I wasn’t messing around. I don’t think I could even live with myself if they killed Havoc all because of me.

“Peaches… don’t say that,” Dragon said softly. “Please, we-”

“No, she can say whatever she wants,” CG cut him off, still giving me that hard look. “Even if what we have does vanish, we’ll get it back. Because no matter what happens to Havoc or anything else that may pop up in the future… you ain’t going anywhere. Ever. We’ll rebuild anything that might break between us. I’m not giving up, but I’m not letting him get away with this sh.it either.”

To say I was stunned was an understatement. CG has never spoken to me like that before. He was always sweet with me. Hell, I’d never really seen his mean side at all before today. I wasn’t even sure CG had one. But he does, and he’s using it with me right now.

“You’re going to force me to stay? Force me to forgive you? Force me to be with you? After everything you just heard?” I asked incredulously, a scoff slipping past my lips. “Do I get to make any of my own choices? Or is this just going to be another prison I’m forced to live in until I can find an escape?”

The implication was clear. The way I spat the words added to the heaviness of all of it. We were at a cross–roads. They wanted Havoc to pay with his life. I was willing to settle for a little blood and some heavy groveling. We were never going to see eye–to–eye. They were never going to listen to my pleading. I knew they were going to force me to stay until they could worm their way to forgiveness. Just like they had before. And what could I even do?

“No, Bly, that’s not what I…” CG trailed off, clearly just now realizing what he’d said.

I looked away from him, from both of them.

“I want to go to my room,” I stated.

“What? No, baby, you can just stay here,” Dragon rushed out. “We’ll give you some space and come back in a bit-”

“No,” I cut him off, shaking my head. “I want to go back to my room. At my old house. With Mom and Tusk. Butter’s there now and I need to check on him.” And get away from them. I need space, air, something.

“Blythe-”

“Now!” I shouted, stopping CG from whatever he was going to say.

“Okay, okay,” Dragon said, holding his hands out. “We’ll walk you there, and then we’ll leave.”

And they’ll stay gone until I finally get way.