Page 43 of Bells

“We need to talk,” Church said softly three days after I’d found him balls deep inside my girlfriend.

“Fuck you,” I muttered as I smoked a joint and stared out at the lake. I hadn’t spoken a word to him. After Bells had left that night, I’d gone to my room and curled up into a tight ball on my bed and cried like a little bitch until I’d fallen asleep.

He’d betrayed me. He was my best friend and he’d fucked my girl behind my back. I knew Church liked women, but I never thought he’d do that to me. Was I surprised? Not really, at least when it came to Bells’s part in all of it. I knew she liked him. I hadn’t wanted to admit it, but I fucking knew.

“Come on,” Church said. “Enough of this shit. I let you pout it out for a few days. It’s time we sort through shit.”

“Easy,” Ashes called out. “No fighting.”

I turned and looked at Church. “I have nothing to say to you. We’re not friends. We’re not brothers. In fact, if Ashes set you on fire right now, I wouldn’t waste a drop of piss to put you out.”

Church rolled his eyes at me. “You’re being dramatic. Come on. Enough.”

I scoffed at him. “She was my girl. The mother to my child—”

“If it’s even yours,” Church snapped. “She’s a fucking whore. You know she is. Why do you even think she’s only been fucking you? For all you know, even Danny Linley has probably had his tiny pecker up in her sloppy pussy.”

“Man, fuck you!” I pushed off the railing to the patio and shoved him hard in the chest. He took a step back, his eyes flashing.

“Watch yourself,” he growled. “I didn’t do thistoyou. I did itforyou.”

I let out a bark of bitter laughter as Stitches rushed outside and Ashes stepped closer. I knew they’d end a fight before we even got started, but fuck it. I’d still give it a go.

“You’re a real fucking piece of shit, Church. I trusted you! I fucking trusted you. And this is how you repay me? I’ve always been there for you. For you to fuck my girl who is pregnant with my kid just fucking disgusts me! I don’t even have words for any of this shit. It’s just unbelievable. You’re fucking dead to me. You hear me? Dead.”

“You have your head so far up that bitch’s pussy, you’re blind,” Church shot back. “She doesn’t want you. She even told you she hates you. Why can’t you see what she was doing? She was playing a fucking game with you.”

I shook my head at him. “So why’d you do it then? Huh? If you knew she was playing a game. Why’d you fuck her? Why’d you fuck my girl?” My anger was getting the better of me. I took a step forward, but Stitches was right there to push me back as he got between me and Church. I knew if push came to shove, Ashes and Stitches would fight me and Church to keep us separated.

“I did it to fucking save you,” he called out. “You’re just too pussy-whipped yet to see it. She was using you. She wanted me! You were just a fucking stepping stone for her—”

I didn’t even let him finish the sentence. I launched myself forward and knocked Stitches to the side as Ashes tried to intervene. My fist collided with Church’s jaw in a sickening, satisfying crack before all hell broke loose.

No one hit Dante Church and got away with it.

Within moments, we were beating on one another, both of us snarling obscenities and bleeding from our heavy hits on one another.

“Stop! Fucking stop!” Ashes shouted as he and Stitches tried to tug us apart.

Briefly, we were torn apart only for me to launch myself at Church again.

Stitches’s fist met my jaw in a hit so hard I saw stars and stumbled back. Stitches knew how to fight. He was violent by nature, and once he was pissed off, there was no caging the animal he became.

He lunged at me and took me to the ground. We rolled around, punching one another before we were tugged apart.

“We’re not fucking doing this! We’re not!” Stitches yelled as Church held him back and Ashes tugged me away. “You’re my brothers. I’m not fucking doing this! It’s gone on enough. Sin, Isabella is a fucking cunt, plain and simple. The fact you’re OK with all the shit she’s done is what’s disgusting. I don’t know why the fuck Church did what he did, but I’m out. I’m not fucking putting up with it. Me and Ashes aren’t interested in this shit. It’s over. You and Isabellaare over. Let that bitch go. She doesn’t want you. She did you a favor. So did Church. Take it and fucking move on!” His chest heaved as he stared at me. “We’re family, man.”

“He’s no family of mine.” I spit at him. “He’s dead to me.”

Church glared at me, but he didn’t say anything as I jerked free from Ashes and stormed into the house. When I got to my bedroom, I slammed my door closed.

Everything was falling apart.

Fuck it all.

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It tookme the rest of the night to calm down. What Bells had done had shredded my heart. She was right. She’d shattered me. I had no clue why she hated me the way she did. All I ever did was love her.

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