Inferno Demon Riders MC: My Five Obsessed Bullies novel Chapter 80

Blythe’s P.O.V.

I woke up smothered in warmth. Like usual. Today it didn’t annoy me though. I wasn’t nervous. I wasn’t anxious. I didn’t beat myself up or immediately put up my walls.

I was simply just happy. Happy that Karma stayed all night and that last night was real. He cared about me in ways that seemed foreign yet natural. He kept his promise about not looking at my back. He managed to make me feel like the only girl in the world, and it felt so great. I’d never felt that way before.

And to think he stayed all night regardless of the fact that we were in my childhood bedroom. That, and obviously someone else joined us. I know that, because this heat is coming from all around. This bed is a little smaller than the one I have at the clubhouse. I’m definitely surrounded by two people.

Slowly, I blinked my eyes open until they adjusted to the light shining in. I smiled at Havoc who was sleeping in front of me. He was on his side, facing me and fast asleep. His full lips were parted. I had to fight the urge to feel his short beard. It’s definitely growing into a good one. Karma had more stubble than he usually does yesterday too.

I’m surprised that Havoc joined us though. I would have guessed either of the other two first. Maybe he came home last night at some point and saw me and Karma. Or maybe Karma saw him and ordered him to get into bed with us.

Havoc’s blonde hair was hanging over his face and I reached up to gently push it back. The conversation from yesterday with Mom and Tusk filtered through my brain for the millionth time. They sent me back to Daniel without the other club members knowing. Granted, they didn’t know what Daniel was doing. I believe that now. At least, I think I do.

I just don’t understand why they would send me back. I thought they wanted me. They talk about how they never stopped wanting me. Maybe they were scared because Daniel had such a long reach. Maybe they thought I could stick it out for a few more days instead of getting the club in trouble. That would make more sense.

I want to ask them, but… I’m scared to hear the answer. Part of me is scared that they’ll tell me they knew and never wanted me to come back. It sounds silly to me now, but it was almost reflexive to assume that. Most of me is scared that I won’t believe them.

It’s so hard to know what to believe. I feel so… messed up in the head. Like, all I know how to do is doubt people and be on edge constantly. I hate it and I have no idea how to get past it.

But maybe I can try. In my own way. Maybe in a couple of days, I’ll be brave enough to ask questions.

For now, I want to work on my relationship with my mom. Because even if the club doesn’t want me, Mom does. I know that I always have her. And now Everly has no chance of coming between us. Mom was devastated when I told them everything. Leaving out some gruesome details only helped so much when I was telling them how I was physically and sexually assaulted. I know Mom is torn up about it, but now it’s time to move forward. Finally. After all this time… I want to move forward.

Suddenly, Karma shifted behind me. I was surprised when his arm slid from me, and he carefully sat up. I turned my head to look at him, but he had his back to me as he wiped the sleep from his face. I stared at his large back tattoo as he sat there. It’s a cross that takes up the entire middle of his back. There are these swirling intricate designs filling the top half of his broad back. It definitely looks Scottish. I recognize those Celtic style swirls from his father’s tattoos. It’s very beautiful.

Surprisingly, Karma quietly got up from my bed and went to my bathroom. I really thought that he just had to pee and was going to come back to bed and torture me like he has almost every single morning, but he didn’t. Much to my surprise, Karma just started getting dressed in the clothes he had on last night. He didn’t even notice that I was awake. He picked his shirt up off the ground and that was when I decided to speak up.

“You’re leaving without my morning orgasm?” I said teasingly.

Karma’s head snapped in my direction, his emerald eyes colliding with my blue ones.

“You’re awake,” he muttered.

“Very observant of you,” I replied sarcastically.

Karma smiled as he walked over to the bed and sat down.

“I called church for the officers of the club first thing this mornin‘,” he told me. “We gotta go.”

“Oh, well, let me make you some coffee before you go,” I said as I sat up.

Karma blocked my path to get off the bed, but I just climbed over him.

“You don’t think your mom and Tusk are going to wonder why you’re prancin‘ around in my shirt, makin‘ me and Havoc coffee?” he asked.

“Nope,” I replied with a shrug. “I already told them what you goons have been up to and how much I’ve been falling for it.”

“You did?” he asked, surprised.

“I didn’t give them details, but yeah, I told them that you guys are all pursuing me. And guess what?” I said, meeting his eyes as I smiled. “They weren’t surprised at all.”

Karma returned my smile as he pulled me into his arms.

“You tell them about Havoc too?” he asked.

“Yeah, but don’t tell him,” I whispered. “I want to make him squirm a little bit. Tusk and Mom agreed already.”

Karma chuckled as he pressed a gentle kiss to my lips.

“Go make us coffee if you want, Spark,” he told me. “I’ll wake Havoc.”

*******

Something weird is going on.

Firstly, I’ve spent the whole day by myself. Well, that’s a fat lie. Dev was here to keep an eye on me and I spent the whole day with Mom and Tusk. But none of my guys were around. I didn’t even get a glimpse of them.

“I mean, kinda, yeah,” I muttered before shaking my head. “But I’m telling you to stop putting my mom in the middle of shit.” I told her. “This is between me and you. Leave it at that.”

“Says the one who went crying to Karma that I apparently claimed his patch,” she grumbled, crossing her arms.

I snorted.

“Everyone heard you Ev, that had nothing to do with me,” I told her. “You’re just mad because Karma will do anything to make me happy and not you.”

“So full of yourself,” she spat.

I just shrugged as I set the game up.

“Is it being full of myself if it’s true?” I wondered, trying not to laugh at the look on Everly’s face.

“You’re just a bully, a big-”

“Yeah, I am,” I bit out, cutting her off as I gave her an icy look. “I wasn’t before, but then I had to become one. So you better stay out of my way Everly.”

Everly looked at Mom, who was trying not to laugh. She looked at me again and threw her arms down as she screamed. Then she turned around and started shouting for Tusk.

“I’m so happy to see how strong you’ve grown, even though it came at a terrible price,” Mom said softly.

I grabbed her hand and squeezed.

“I grow stronger every day Momma, don’t worry about me,” I told her.

Now just to convince the guys.