Inferno Demon Riders MC: My Five Obsessed Bullies novel Chapter 120

Ozias/Dragon’s P.O.V.

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This is a fu.cking disaster. A big one. Like, colossal.

The moment we all realized the truth of everything around us, I wanted to puke. It took everything I had to act normal as Blythe told us her truth. Even though all I could think about was the betrayal of my brother. That and feeling sick over everything Bly told us. It was hard as hell to act normal when she was done, but we all knew she needed it. She needed to know she wasn’t an outcast, she wasn’t damaged. We wanted her to feel normal, like what she went through didn’t make a difference.

Because it didn’t. We still love her. She’s not broken. And there was no way in hell we were making her feel like some fragile survivor. And fu.ck, if she isn’t the strongest person I know.

Finding out that Sean Dixon is Silent Divine was earth–shattering. We knew Bly was abused. We knew they lied to her, beat her, and se.xually assaulted her. We just… didn’t know that it was that bad. All of us had seen bits and pieces of the recordings CG’s been going through. Of course, he’s seen more than us.

Blythe wasn’t just abused. She was in hell being tortured day in and day out. And we all found out together that Havoc had the chance to save her, and instead, he sent her back there. And all for what? Because he was afraid of his own feelings? Fu.cking pussy.

Havoc’s betrayal hit deep. He was someone we trusted with our lives. We’re all hurt over his lies. Lies that, had he told us sooner, we could have straightened out. We would have been pi.ssed about what he did, especially after finding out exactly what our girl was going through, but we could have saved her. We could have found her, slit her pathetic husband’s throat, and taken her home with us. We could have fixed everything.

Instead, Havoc kept his secrets, his lies. He continued to hate Blythe for no reason. He hurt her more than the rest of us.

And now she was defending him. Now, our entire relationship is in jeopardy because of him. Because, as an MC, we have rules to abide by, and because we’re all furious with him and want blood. Blythe is about to walk away from us, about to look at us in an ugly light. All because Havoc and his fu.cking lies!

I don’t want Havoc to die either. I’m not sure what’s going to happen to him. The best case scenario… he gets his a.ss beat, stripped of his cut, and banished from town. We’ll never see him again. The last memory Blythe will have of him is him being torn away from her as she I squeezed my eyes shut as we followed behind Blythe. All of this hurts so fu.cking much. I don’t want to believe that my brother would lie to us like that. I don’t want to think about how much all this hurts Blythe. I don’t want it to be happening.

By the time we got to the front door of Bly’s house, I was a mess on the inside. My emotions were all over the place, fear and worry taking root. I was angry but worried about Havoc. I was terrified that Blythe would hate me forever. I felt sick over everything I heard. I felt small for not knowing what to do. I mean, we didn’t even have an actual conversation after she told us her truth. Everything just happened so fast, and now she’s too pi.ssed to even look at us.

How did this even happen?

All I wanted was to beg Bly to let me stay. I wanted to curl up with my girl and cry my heart out. I wanted to scream to her that she wasn’t the only one hurting, but how selfish would that be?

“Don’t come looking for me,” Bly said as she grabbed the doorknob of her parents‘ front door.

My panic spiked, but I didn’t know what to do.

“Bly-”

“I mean it,” she snapped, cutting CG off. “If I want to talk to you, I’ll find you. In the meantime, leave me alone.”

“Peaches…” I pleaded, my voice sounding desperate.

“Tell Karma and Psy.cho too,” she said as she pushed the door open and turned around to look at us. “And if any of you actually give a sh.it about how I feel, you’ll listen.”

CG’s jaw ticked, and I was a little afraid that he was about to explode. I’ve never seen CG snap the way he did on Blythe back there. He was always the calm and controlled one. If anything, he could be standoffish. Right now, he’s just a man at his limits. Understandably so.

“You aren’t the only one hurting Blythe,” CG ground out before spinning around and storming off.

I watched him for a moment before turning back to Blythe. My heart dropped when I saw her bottom lip tremble. Again. This time as she watched CG stomp away from her. I stepped forward before I could stop myself. Blythe’s electric eyes snapped to me, but she didn’t back away.

“I know he seems angry, but it’s not with you baby, never with you,” I told her, unsure if I was allowed to comfort her right now.

“He… I’ve never seen him that mad before,” she said softly, followed by a sniffle that had my heart breaking.

“Look, Peaches, I don’t want to make excuses for any of them,” I said honestly. “I don’t want Havoc to die either, but I’m also just as pi.ssed as they are at him. Havoc’s lies weren’t just a betrayal to the club, baby. Please try to understand that we feel very hurt too.” I stared at Blythe for a moment as I gathered the courage to continue. “You know the club’s been investigating some kidnappings. Well, a little while ago, the guys broke into a warehouse. Found a lot of creepy evidence. Including several videos of all kinds of abuse. Videos from Silent Divine and what they do to the kids they take. Videos that CG has been going through, trying to figure out anything that he can to help.”

Blythe shook her head in confusion before looking at me again.

“Wait, videos?” She asked. “Of… what they… You’re telling me that CG has been watching videos of children getting assaulted trying to find clues?”

“Something like that,” I mumbled, rubbing the back of my neck. “I don’t think he watches it all, but he’s seen a lot more of it than we have.” I told her. “You get what that means, baby? You understand that… that CG knows more details about what they did to you than the rest of us.”

Blythe looked away, trying to wrap her head around it all.

“No wonder he was so angry and in denial,” she muttered.

I reached out to grab her hand, thanking my lucky stars that she let me.

“Please don’t pull away from us,” I begged. “Please. I need you more than I need air, Peaches.

“She’ll get over it,” Karma grunted.

“You can’t kill him,” I stated, shaking my head.

“The club has rules,” he growled.

“But Bly-”

“The club comes first,” Psy.cho cut me off, but he sounded small, almost like he was trying to convince himself he was doing the right thing.

I scoffed.

“I think we all owe it to Blythe, to put her first. For just one fu.cking time,” I said.

None of them replied. None of them looked at me. They were all being cowards.

“Fine,” I finally said. “She told us to tell ya’ll to leave her the hell alone. She doesn’t want to see any of us for the time being.”

Psy.cho chuckled hollowly.

“I’ll fu.cking go see her if I want-”

“No, you won’t,” I cut him off, my voice going hard as my anger rose. “She’s been through enough. I don’t care if I have to hand over my cut and join Havoc in the basement at some point. I ain’t letting any of you near her until she’s fu.cking ready. And once, just for fu.cking once, you should think about what’s best for her.”

“I’m the prez here, not you,” Karma bit out.

“Yeah, I know,” I replied, shaking my head. “I respect you, Karma. I trust you with my life. I’ll follow you into the fiery pits of hell if you ask me to. But I will not put you or this club before Blythe. Not after everything I just heard. She deserves better than this. There’s five of us for fu.ck’s sake! One of us needs to put her needs first!”

With that, I slammed Karma’s office door and stormed off, wondering how the hell I was supposed to sleep without Blythe tonight.