Inferno Demon Riders MC: My Five Obsessed Bullies novel Chapter 26

Evander/Havoc’s P.O.V.

Can’t fucking believe I agreed to all this shit. I only did because I knew C.G. wouldn’t stop. Besides, I doubt that Blythe is innocent. She can’t be. Because that would mean I’ve fucked up beyond repair.

It’s not going to happen anyway. I knew that Bly was always lying back then. Ev was my twin. I knew her better than anyone. She had never acted out before. Neither had Bly, but I still knew it was her. I saw all the pranks Bly would pull on my twin. Why would Ev do all of that to herself? Especially when she could have had such an awesome stepsister? It just didn’t make sense.

Blythe was just jealous that we had started hanging out with Alex and Ev more. Our attention wasn’t solely on her anymore. The guys did it for me back then. To help me get over Bly, because how could I be in love with my fucking stepsister? How fucked is that? Blythe would think I was disgusting if she knew.

At least I think she would… I don’t even know anymore. Everything fell apart for me that one night. The last night before her dad picked her up.

Before our parents dropped the bomb that they were hooking up, Bly and I were close. I was closer to her than I had ever been to anybody in my life. I was a lot like C.G. and Dragon back then. Always finding ways to sneak up on Bly or get us alone. Always pushing boundaries…

I almost stole her first kiss when we were 12, but I chickened out. I was always all over her though. Cuddling up next to her, holding her hand, keeping her as close to me as possible. Like a love–sick fool. Like the rest of my closest friends.

I knew that I was part of the reason that Bly was acting out. I was pulling away, being a real jerk, and she didn’t understand why. I thought she’d get it. I thought I was obvious in my feelings about her, but I could tell that mè pulling away confused and hurt her.

Did she really expect us to stay close like that after becoming step–siblings?

I thought that Blythe would get over it though. Move on with one of the other guys. There were five of us pinning after her, after all. I doubted I mattered that much.

But she didn’t stop. Her pranks got worse. Her attitude got worse. Everything got worse. And the last night at home before she went to live with Daniel was the worst of it all.

Flashback: age, 16~

“Y–you guys threw me a… going a–away party?” Blythe asked as she looked around.

Angela and Tusk beamed at her just like the rest of us

“We wanted to make your last day special…” Angela said softly, trying to smile through her tears. “Plus, tomorrow is your birthday.”

Blythe’s electric blue eyes glossed over with tears. She smiled though, so it must be a good thing. She’s such a damn crybaby, and I’m going to fucking miss her so much.

I know I’ve been shit to her the last two years, but man, I still love her. I still live for that beautiful smile and those fucking dimples. Damn, I’m going to miss seeing those dimples.

Regret knotted my gut as I thought about all I missed out on with her over the last couple of years. I could have been nice to her and just… kept a distance. A small distance. I just… I’m not sure that I could do that. I’ve been in love with the girl all my life for fuck’s sake. I had no choice but to push her away.

But now I feel sick over it. Sick over the fact that I might not see her again. Even if she did promise to come back the day she turns 18. Two years. Two whole years without her.

I need a drink.

The night was going great. At least, I thought it was. I’d been drinking, but I think everyone was having a great time. Well, that was until Bly tried to pull some of her cr.ap again.

“I can’t believe you’re doing this on a night that was meant to celebrate you,” Angela scolded Blythe, who was seconds away from bursting into tears. “The whole night is about you already, Bly, how much more attention

do you need?”

“B–but I-”

“I–it’s my fault, Angie, Ev said, stepping up with tears in her eyes. “I shouldn’t have tripped and spilled my drink of Blythe’s new dress you guys got her for tonight.” Correction, I got it for her. Me. I picked it out.

Because I love it when Blythe wears red. The same red that’s in our club’s logo. A red that makes Bly look entirely too grown up. A red that draws me in like a bull to a target. “It’s a good thing it’s just a silly sundress though, right? I mean, it’s not that fancy, and it looks a little… too grown–up for you. But I am so sorry. I didn’t think you’d push me to the ground because of it. It was just an accident.”

Silly sundress? Why did I not like the way my twin said that? She sounded nice, sincere even, but… that dress isn’t silly. Or too grown. It is a simple sundress, but it does show off a little more cleavage than Bly usually does. I fucking love it though.

“But I didn’t-”

“Blythe, just got to your room,” Angela cut her off. “You’ve made a scene already, most of your friends are enjoying their night, and it’s getting late. Just go to bed and let everyone else enjoy the night at least.”

“You think any of us are happy about it?” I snapped, seething. I stepped closer to Blythe, and she took a step back. It pissed me off even more, so I took another step, and another. Until I had her backed up against her desk. “None of us are fucking happy that you’re leaving.”

“Th–that’s not what Everly says!” She spat, her voice shaky.

I looked at her like she was stupid.

“Whatever, my sister didn’t say that,” I called out her bullshit. “She wouldn’t do some shit like that.”

Blythe’s bottom lip trembled as more tears spilled out of her.

“None of you care at all that I’m leaving,” she said, her voice meek and pulling at my heartstrings. “You’ll be happy when I’m gone. You’ll-”

“Don’t fucking say that,” I cut her off angrily. I looked Blythe up and down and scoffed. “You want me to show you just how unhappy I am? Just how much I’ll miss you?”

I didn’t give Blythe the chance to respond. I blame the alcohol for what I did next. I was too drunk to think straight and that was why I kissed her. That was why I finally let myself taste her.

Everything that happened next was Blythe’s fault.

Bly kissed me back immediately. Not even a sliver of hesitation. Her hands looped around my neck, holding me to her mouth. My hands landed on her hips. It was Blythe that opened her mouth and licked my lips. Of course, I opened for her.

The moment I tasted her for real, something inside me snapped. It was like something else had taken control of my body. I lifted Blythe up and sat her on the desk. She gasped into my mouth and I ate that shit up.

My hands moved up her bare thighs under her dress the mat to put sexy from me v gripped her panty covered a sscheeks and yanked her body Rush agaiver mire the rubbed against her core.

Oh, fuck me, I’m about to make a big mistake