Page 1 of Regret

Chapter One

Valor

MOVING FILLS ME with regret every fucking day. On one hand I’m happy as fuck that I finally closed the door to one situation in my life that I needed closure for. I’ve been pining for Kasey for longer than I can remember. From the day she turned eighteen, it was like something hit me and I saw her in a different light. Yeah, I knew she was with Anthony and they had been together most of their lives in one way or another. However, you can’t stop the heart from wanting what it wants. I got to spend time with her when they were having problems and she moved away from him while remaining in Cedar Bay because of their kids. Kasey would never take the kids from Anthony no matter what was going on between the two of them.

During the times I spent with the kids and Kasey, I realized I mainly wanted her because she knows the life and is way too fucking loving for the shit she’s dealt with in her life. I didn’t want a stupid fuck like Anthony to have her because I knew he’d destroy her and it almost happened. At the end of the day, those two are truly meant to be together and I’m not going to fight for a woman I don’t really want for any other reason than I see how amazing she is. She’s not amazing for me and not the right woman I need in my life.

Regret and pain fill me because I did have my own amazing woman and I pushed her to the side and didn’t fight for her. Savannah is the strongest woman I’ve ever met in my life and she made me feel things I didn’t ever experience before meeting her. Including Kasey. What I thought I felt with Kasey wasn’t like the feelings Savannah stirred up in me. Savannah doesn’t let me get away with shit. She calls me out on my bullshit, supports me when I need it the most, and pushes me to be the best man I can be without saying a word. There’s a light surrounding Savannah despite the shit she’s been through in her life.

Most other females I know would’ve curled up and died just to get away from the hell surrounding them on a daily basis. Savannah took the pain, anger, and hurt filling her and thrived amidst the storm raging inside. She chose to put a foot forward and face each day head on, using the need to be there for her sisters as the reason why. Yeah, that might have been a good portion of the reason why she got out of bed each day, but moving through each obstacle in her way is all Savannah and no one will ever take that away from her. Savannah is truly the love I need in my life and I’ve managed to fuck it all up with her and I don’t even really know everything I’ve done to hurt her.

“Valor, get your fuckin’ head in the game,” Court says, smacking me on the back of my head as I shake it to clear my thoughts.

We’re all currently in the basement with the Prospect Annabell got a horrible feeling about the second she saw him. The guys have said his name numerous times, but I can’t be bothered to remember it. It’s not like he’ll be alive much longer as it is. Not when my twin is currently trying to get any information from him that he can. Vault is on a fucking rampage because this fucker was deliberately sent here to keep tabs on Annabell and no one will ever fuck with his ol’ lady ever again. My brother finally has his head on straight and he will burn the world down to keep his woman and kids safe.

“So, we know you’re workin’ with Dominic,” Vault states, rage filling his face as he stands in front of this asshole wearing nothing more than his jeans and boots. “Well, you were workin’ for him. Kind of hard to do that shit when my ol’ lady killed him. What were you supposed to fuckin’ do while you were here?”

We all decided when we first moved to Pine View that we would never wear our cuts in the cells where we hold anyone we capture that’s hurting us, our family, or Pine View. The less clothes we wear means the less shit we’ll have to burn and deal with after we’re done with the assholes down here. There are lockers placed outside the cells where we keep everything in our pockets, cuts, and anything else we don’t want in the cell with us. It’s the easiest solution to ensuring we’re not betrayed by someone deciding they want to record something that we’ve done. Red and Crab search each of us as we enter the cell to ensure nothing goes in the room that’s not allowed. This was Vault’s idea and I love it.

“I ain’t tellin’ you shit,” the guy sputters, blood dripping down his chin already from my brother smashing his nose.

“I mean, it doesn’t really matter what you do or don’t say at this point. Dominic is dead and we’ve been takin’ out the rest of the fuckers workin’ for him. You’re pretty much the last one left and no one’s gonna fuckin’ miss you,” Vault says, picking up the sledgehammer from where it leans against the wall of the cell we’re in.

This fucker has been down here for weeks and no one has done anything to keep him alive. Well, other than giving him one bottle of water each day. The room reeks of piss and shit and we’re all wearing nose plugs so we don’t have to keep gagging from the stench. I keep my eyes trained on my brother as he brings the sledgehammer back and slams it against his knee. The Prospect screams in pain as tears instantly start rolling down his face and snot drips from his nose. He’s a fucking mess and I want to laugh because this kid is a damn pussy and we can all see it.

“S-S-Stop,” he stammers out, clenching his teeth from the pain coursing through him as he continues to sob and his face grows redder with every passing second.

“Then give me somethin’!” Vault yells so loud his voice echoes off the walls and the kid in front of him shrinks back as far as he can.

“Dominic isn’t the only guy you gotta worry about here in Pine View. There’s a second one. He doesn’t wanna push the drugs like Dom did though. This guy is all sorts of involved in trafficking and druggin’ women to get what he wants. No one even suspects him because he’s hardly ever here. When he is in town, no one ever sees him,” the guy says, his voice wavering with every word out of his mouth.

“Who the fuck is he?” Vault questions him, stepping up in his personal space and not giving him more than an inch to breathe.

“No one even knows his name. Dominic might have known it, but that information died with him,” the guy says, a smirk on his face as he realizes that he’s got information we didn’t know about.

“You sure you don’t got a name for me?” Vault asks him, swinging the sledgehammer back once again as the fucker in front of him cowers in response.

"No!" he yells, his voice trembling with fear and pain as he looks to the rest of us like we’ll help him out of this situation. “No one knows his name and very few know what he looks like.”

“Vault, can we move this shit along? It fuckin’ reeks down here and I’m over it,” I ask him, knowing my brother is just playing with him because he can at this point.

“Yeah. I doubt there’s anythin’ else this bitch can give us that we can’t find out on our own,” Vault states as he looks back over his shoulder at me with a smirk on his face. “Besides, I wanna get to my girl and make sure she’s okay.”

Vault turns his attention back to the asshole in front of him and takes out all the rage and everything else he’s been feeling since all of this shit started. My brother had to fucking heal and spend weeks in bed during his recovery. That’s after all the bullshit of us having to go to Benton Falls to get Annabell and bring her back to Pine View. I’m standing next to Court as we watch Vault unleash everything on the fucker in front of him. None of us step in and try to save him because he brought this shit on himself.

“Vault, wait. There’s one question I wanna have answered,” I state as soon as the idea comes to me.

“What’s goin’ on?” Vault asks, dropping the sledgehammer at his feet and turning to face me.

“Why were you workin’ for Dominic? I mean, what did he promise you to get you to go along with this shit?” I question the asshole, stepping up next to my brother and looking down at the guy.

“Dominic is my brother. We have the same dad and he called in a favor once he realized Annabell was in Pine View now. He had plans to go back to Benton Falls to get her, but she came to him without even realizin’ it. Now, that’s all I’m gonna fuckin’ say. I’m not walkin’ out of here alive and we all know that,” he says, trying to smirk despite his face already being bruised, swollen, and cut open.

“I’m takin’ the killin’ blow on this fucker. The rest of you do your worst as long as you leave him alive,” Vault says, stepping back and leaning against the wall next to Chrome.

Since I’m already in front of the asshole, I grab a pair of pliers and work on removing every one of his nails before moving on to his teeth. When those are all gone, I use the pliers to pull his tongue out before grabbing a knife from the tray we have down here filled with all sorts of things we can use to torture the douche canoes we come across that need to be taken out for their various crimes. After removing his tongue, I step back next to Court and lean against the wall.

One by one, the men of the club take their turns doing their worst to the fucker. There isn’t a single inch of his body that’s been left alone. I can tell you right now, I don’t ever want to get on the bad side of some of these men. They’re not only vicious, but fucking depraved. The things I just watched them do to this guy are the things nightmares are made of. I’m fucking glad they’re in the club and I won’t ever have to go against them for any reason. These men have seen and heard things Vault and I can’t even begin to imagine after riding around the country and hanging out with various clubs along their travels. All the clubs they hang out with are our allies but we all handle business differently and I’m sure that’s where these guys got some of the ideas they used in the cell today.

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