Inferno Demon Riders MC: My Five Obsessed Bullies novel Chapter 41

!!! *** WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATERIALS THAT SOME READERS MAY FIND DISTRESSING! SUCH AS SEVERE ABUSE, INCEST, BLOOD, TORTURE, AND SEXUAL ASSAULT! READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED! *** !!!

Blythe’s P.Q.V.

“It’s okay, Fireball, I’m gonna prove it to you.”

“How?”

“Well, with time. And pestering. A whole lot of pestering.”

“Pestering?”

What did that mean exactly? Pestering me how? Like asking me constantly to tell them about my time at Silent Divine? I’d rather they just ignore me again. I don’t want to be reminded about it, let alone talk about it.

They already know what happened to me anyway.

Right?

Flashback: age, 18 ~

The whip came down on my back for the 16th time. I cried out in pain, unable to hold it back. Not that it mattered. Whether I cried or not made no difference to them.

“Stop,” Daniel ordered just when the whip was going to come down again. A moment of relief hit me. Until he said those next words. “Strip her bare.”

“W–w–w–w–what? N–n–n–no,” I tried to argue and fight, but it was no use. No matter how much I begged, pleaded, or tried to thrash around, it never mattered to them. I was a toy, and they were just soldiers doing what they were told.

A few moments later, I was stripped down to nothing, leaving me naked for the whole room to see. I felt eyes on me. Ones of disgust. Ones of interest. All of which felt slimy.

Two girls, Emma and Ruthy, were holding my arms down in front of me. They were smirking, squeezing my wrists tighter with every whip that I took. They were excited to watch the princess fall.

Princess. How pathetic. Pathetic that they could idolize the position I’m in. Not that theirs is any better. It’s worse in a way, and part of me understands their hatred. Still, I could never stomach doing this to someone else, let alone be happy about it.

“You tried to run away,” Daniel said. “You thought I wouldn’t notice if you tried to escape a few days before your birthday, but now here we are… Your 18th birthday and look at where you are.” He chuckled darkly. “You did this to yourself. Today, you are going to learn your place.”

All I did was press my forehead to the cold marble floor as tears spilled out of me. My blood was splattered across the floor from the whippings I’ve taken. My back stings and everything hurts. Especially my heart…

“What? No words or threats about how your dear mommy and trashy biker friends are going to come save you?” Daniel spat, teasing me.

I kept my mouth shut as I heard him walk closer. Then he gripped my hair and yanked my head back roughly. I looked at him and he sneered at me.

“Finally learn that I’ve been telling you the truth these last two years?” he asked. “Did ya finally see that they don’t really care about you? That’s why it was so easy to get custody of you. Your mom rarely even calls to check on you. I call her out of courtesy here and there, and she acts as if I troubled her every single time. She was happy to get rid of you. And those boys… They knew the whole time. Everything that we’ve been doing here… they know it all. They were happy to have you out of their hair.”

“That’s not true!” I blurted.

That earned me another hit with the whip. I groaned as Daniel chuckled. He released my hair and stood up.

Then he kicked me in my side, causing me to yelp.

I don’t know why I bothered arguing in the first place. They are the ones that sent me right back here. Evander was so angry… But maybe they really don’t know. Maybe they were tricked, or-

“Fine, let me prove it to you,” Daniel said as he pulled his phone from his pocket. Daniel tapped on it a few times before it started ringing on speaker.

“What?” a voice bit out. A voice I recognized.

“Evander?” I whispered.

Suddenly, I was yanked back by my hair again. This time, I was pulled all the way up until I was sitting on my knees. The girls let me go, and the bast.ard that had me wrapped his hand around my mouth, holding me against him and making sure that Evander didn’t hear me.

I tried not to squirm too much. It’s always worse, if I accidentally excite them more.

“Just thought you might be wondering how Blythe is doing,” Daniel said to his phone, his eyes on me.

“I told you that I didn’t give a fuck,” Evander’s hard tone came through.

My heart plummeted. Despite what just happened a few days ago, I still had hope. Just a small piece of hope. Maybe it’s just Evander who hates me that much.

“Well, what about the others?” Daniel asked, as if he could read my mind. “Your brothers or whatever.”

“I told you already, none of us give a fuck,” Evander snapped. “Kick her out, keep her, do whatever you want with her! I don’t fucking care. None of us do. She can stay with you forever for all we fucking care.”

Tears streamed down my face. Daniel smiled cruelly at me. Then his eyes flickered to the person holding me, Mason, and he gave a single nod. Mason chuckled in my ear as his fingers brushed across my bare body. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to scream around his hand, but it was no use. His fingers pulled and twisted my nipples so hard that I was sure I’d bruise. Again. It felt disgusting.

“So, you sure you don’t want anything to do with her?” Daniel asked as Mason continued to assault me. “You don’t care that we’re going to punish her for running away?”

The last bit of hope I’d had shattered with Evander’s next words.

“How could you claim to be in love with me when you knew what was happening to me?!” I shouted at him, pushing his chest until he finally let me go.

“Bly… I swear… I don’t know what happened to you,” he said slowly, like I was a scared animal or something.

Tears filled my eyes as I stared at him. I want to believe him, but… I know better. Daniel told me. He told me about when all of them would call. He told me that he sent them pictures and videos of what was being done to me. He showed me their responses, telling him to fuck off or that he was doing a good job.

But why does CG seem so sincere? Why does everyone seem to not know, including these four? Why is this all so confusing? Who am I supposed to believe?

“I told you they didn’t care.”

“Don’t be stupid, they know exactly what’s happening.”

“They don’t care about you.”

“Don’t worry, my darling daughter, we’ll beat it into you. That’s what they wanted us to do. So that you’d never ever go back.”

“Bly, baby, what’s wrong?” CG asked as he grabbed my face between his hands. “You’re hyperventilating. Calm down, okay? Just breathe.”

I tried to do what he said, but I just couldn’t. All I can hear is Daniel’s voice mocking me over and over as someone beat or assaulted me. Being back here is fucking with my heart, and my trauma is starting to flare up because of it.

“I-… H-…” I trailed off as tears poured out of me. “P–please… I just… I–I can’t… I-”

I was cut off when CG wrapped his arms around me and held me to his chest. I gripped the back of his shirt as I buried my face in his cut. I sobbed like a baby as the voices and images swarmed my head, confusing me to no end.

“I–I don’t want to go back Tae…” I blubbered. “P–p–please d–d–don’t m–make me go back.”

He blew out a long breath as he tightened his arms around me.

“Don’t worry baby, you’re not going anywhere,” he told me in a soft voice. “I’m here now. I’ll protect you.”

I wish that I could believe him.