Page 65 of Ronny

If she has no remorse for our angel, I won’t have a shred of remorse for her.

Ronny

It was hard for me to leave her lying there in bed, but getting rid of this bitch is a high priority because of the danger she poses.

My dad, Christopher, Carter, and Lane have been waiting at the end of the drive for me since I texted them that I was ready to go.

River tracked her down for me, and she followed the cameras until she stopped at a park in the middle of nowhere. My best guess is she is going to do her drugs.

We find them quickly, right where River said she was, and she is fucking pissed. My aunt is throwing trash all over the place.

Reid met up with us in town. He is driving one of our vans because I’m going to take her back to the club to get rid of her.

“You fucking piece of shit! You tricked me.” She reaches down and grabs a big-ass rock off the ground, throwing it hard and almost hitting me in the head with it.

I turn off my bike, then she starts to take off, running into an alley. She screams when she looks back and sees that I’m right behind her. I grab her by her hair with little effort.

I pull her head back hard, causing her to crash onto the ground, and I don’t relent, dragging her to the van and throwing her inside.

I’m not someone that hurts women, but this woman has hurt my baby and tried to hurt my woman. In my eyes, she isn’t a woman; she is a disgusting piece of shit.

I can hear her banging around in the back. Reid walks around the van, carrying the loser boyfriend. He was passed out, so when Reid throws him in the back, he crashes into Laura and they both fall to the floor of the van.

We take them to the back entrance of the club that Lane had built years ago so we don’t have to drag them through the main clubhouse entrance like we used too.

Laura is screaming, kicking, and spitting at anyone that gets close to her. I’m walking with her, her head now bent down toward the ground because I’m not taking any chances, and I have her hands zip-tied at the back to keep her moving forward.

The fucker that was with her is still passed out cold and, honestly, I think he is going to do the work for us and OD. Reid drags him inside and throws him on the floor.

Reid has been gone the last couple of years like I was. He was in school to be a doctor like Konrad. He starts his residency at one of the hospitals in town soon.

“I think this one is going to die.” Reid kicks his foot to see if he stirs, and he doesn’t. Honestly, it’s kind of fucking sad that someone has wasted their whole life for the sake of drugs.

But the shitkicker is, doing drugs doesn’t make someone a bad person or do bad shit. That is all on them.

I push Laura onto a chair and Dad helps me tie her down so she can’t move.

Her hair is mess, thrown over her face, her teeth bared as she slams her upper body over and over into the chair, trying to break loose.

She looks like she is fucking possessed.

“What the fuck are you going to do? Kill me?” she screams at us so loud that I can barely understand her.

My dad shakes his head at her. “It blows my mind that you are related to her.”

At one point in my life, I was so ashamed of the way my biological family was. I had to let that go because that shit was not my fault, and I had no say in any of it.

I move to stand in front of her, but Reid stops me with something I can put over her mouth so she can’t spit on me.

I drag it over her head, getting down to her level. I try to find an ounce of humanity in her eyes.

“What made you like this?” I ask Laura because no one is born evil.

She laughs manically. “I love to hurt people, to destroy their lives, because it gives me a high that nothing else can.”

She has no soul inside of her. “You are going to die. You will never get to see your daughter grow up to be a beautiful woman, watch her get married, and maybe have kids of her own one day.

“She won’t know how you had her sleeping in a disgusting dog bed. Or how you were too fucking lazy to feed or change her. She was fucking burnt from lying in her own pee for so long.

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