Page 29 of Deceit

Chapter Sixteen

Brynn

THE LAST THREE dayshave been surreal to me. Kingston rarely leaves my side and I’ve had so many breakdowns I can’t even begin to guess how many there have been. When Kingston and the guys got back from going to the apartment Jerome lives in, he told me everything they saw there. To know that this asshole has pictures of me from the time he first started Prospecting with my grandpa’s club until now broke something deep inside of me. Kingston didn’t leave anything out even though I know he wanted to more than anything. The thought of him being in my home, the place I made my sanctuary, to steal my panties made me throw up. I had to break free from Kingston’s arms to get to the bathroom in time to lose what little I’ve been able to eat. Kingston never left my side and sat with me as I cried, threw up, screamed, and laid next to him in bed without saying a word as I tried without success to wrap my mind around this new information. I could hardly even think about the fact that he even has a wedding dress as if I’ll marry a man who’s been stalking me half of my life.

Today is the first day Kingston has really left me for a long period and it’s because Valor needed him to go out to an installation for a new customer needing security in their home and business. Most of the guys who work at P.B. Security have gone to do the installation at the business this client owns and they needed Kingston to work on the home. I guess it’s a rush job and the client is paying extra money to get it all done immediately and on the same day. It’s a job the company couldn’t pass up. I don’t blame Kingston for leaving and going to work, he needs to earn money like everyone else. We actually argued about him leaving me and I assured him I would stay here and wait for him to return.

I tried to work after he left and it didn’t work. No matter how long I stared at the computer screen in front of me, I couldn’t make the words for my story flow. When I tried to go back through and read what I’ve already written, I wanted to delete it all and start over when I have half the story written. That’s when I knew it was time for me to close the laptop and step away from everything. My head isn’t in the right place to work and I don’t think it will be until I can process all this shit with Jerome or know the guys caught him and he’s no longer a threat to me. Until then, I can take notes in my notebook if something for the story hits me and when I have a clear head, I can work it into the storyline and get back on track.

After working failed, I tried to read a book by an author I love. It’s a new release and one I’ve been anticipating for a long time. Again, I couldn’t concentrate and get out of my head long enough. I read the same paragraph about ten times before I gave up and put my tablet on the nightstand next to the bed. That’s when I tried to find something on TV to watch. Even putting on a movie I love and have watched a million times didn’t work. I’m so lost in my head and everything points back to everyone just waiting on Jerome getting his hands on me. Of him managing to get on the compound of this club and ripping me away from everything that’s coming to mean the world to me.

Hope and Savannah have been keeping me company. No one wants to overwhelm me with attention. Genesis and Annabell talk to me when I go down to the common room and we hang out when we’re preparing a meal for the club. When I’m in the room I’ve been sharing with Kingston, Hope and Savannah are the only two who enter and try to hang out and keep me company. Kingston has had to go down to his office to check a few things once or twice but it hasn’t been for very long. Maybe an hour at most and then he’s right back with me. Neither woman talk to me about what’s going on, trying to take my mind off of everything. Hope shares stories with me about Kingston when he was growing up in the club and first started racing. He was such a good son to his parents and started working with his dad when he was so young, learning everything he could from a man he respects and looks up to. Savannah talks about all the kids here on the compound since I haven’t been able to spend a lot of time with them yet. I’m eager for this mess to be finished so I can feel free and spend my days helping with the kids and doing whatever else is needed when I’m here.

Once or twice I’ve let the negative thoughts invade my mind when Kingston is sleeping or we’re just laying together in bed. They range from me having to leave Pine View because I can’t remain in the place where Jerome has stepped up his stalking of me to Kingston kicking me out because he’s only been with me during this situation. When I voice my negative thoughts to Kingston, he assures me that’s not going to happen. That he isn’t with me out of some sense of obligation or anything like that. He’s with me because he wants to be with me and I’m the woman he’s been dreaming of his entire life. Like some of the guys I’ve grown up with who don’t want an ol’ lady or one steady woman for any amount of time in their life, Kingston has always wanted a woman at his side to build a family with and spend his days and nights loving and learning every secret and detail about.

While I don’t have a rag yet, Kingston has assured me it’s coming and he will be claiming me as his ol’ lady the second the rag comes in. Eventually, he’ll also be proposing to me because he wants the world to know I’m his and he’ll do that every single way possible. Including putting a baby in my belly when the time is right for us. We’re not moving at warp speed, but we’re not moving at a snail’s pace either. Our relationship is on our own timeline and things are happening when we’re comfortable with taking each step.

Knowing I can’t sit in the bedroom I share with Kingston any longer on my own, I make my way out of it and down to the common room. It’s empty. Even the Prospects and Phantom girls aren’t in here cleaning, stocking the bar, or anything else I’ve seen them do since coming here. There’s no one in the kitchen when I step inside either. I know Hope had to go to the doctor and Savannah has all the kids up at her house. Genesis and Annabell are working for the club. Apparently I’m the only one here in the clubhouse and that kind of weirds me out. I’ve never seen a clubhouse so empty and quiet before in my life. It’s a little unnerving if I’m being honest.

As I grab a bottle of water from behind the bar and walk over to the couch to sit down and try to figure out what to do with myself, a loud bang sounds from the back. There’s a hallway that leads to the offices and the room the guys have church in. At the end of that hall is a door leading outside to the back of the clubhouse. It’s where all the cookouts and parties take place. I’ve also been told that if I take that door and keep walking farther back on the property, I’ll find houses that each member of the club has. Kingston has one and while I haven’t seen it yet, he’s told me all about the house he wants us to move into once this situation with Jerome is over with. Not only is it not safe for me to be there with just Kingston right now, he doesn’t want me there on my own when he’s busy with the club or work. So, for now, we’re still in the room at the clubhouse and we talk about making plans for the house. Kingston hasn’t even furnished it yet. He didn’t want to do that because he wants every piece of furniture and decoration that goes in the house to be chosen by both of us. That way we make it our home and not just a house where we lay our heads at night and spend a few hours a day in. Our home will become our sanctuary.

Looking toward the hallway, I watch as Savannah races in the common room. She looks a mess and I can see what looks like vomit covering her shirt. Savannah’s hair is plastered to her face and neck as she looks around the room.

“Brynn, thank God you’re in here. Genesis is getting ready to leave but she’s with the kids right now,” Savannah says rushing up to me with a harried expression. “I know you’re not supposed to leave the compound for any reason. Especially when you’re alone. I’ve got the kids at the house and Cyrus is sick as hell. He needs some medicine and a few other things. Vault and Annabell are on their way home now but it’s gonna be a while before they get here. Is there any way you can watch the kids so I can get to the store to pick up what I need for Cyrus and any of the other kids who might get sick?”

“Why don’t I run to the store for you? I don’t want to be here on my own with the kids if Jerome decides to make his move against me. The last thing I’ll be able to handle is one of those precious babies getting hurt because of me,” I tell her, knowing deep in my heart it would break me to the point no one would be able to help put me back together again if a child got hurt because Jerome is psycho.

“I know you’re not supposed to leave the compound when Kingston isn’t here. Or really for any reason. I can’t ask you to do this Brynn. I’ll figure something out,” Savannah says, turning to walk away from me.

“There doesn’t seem to be anyone else here, Savannah. I know I’m not supposed to leave the compound for any reason. Hell, I still can’t go outside. This is an emergency though. I refuse to let a little one suffer because of Jerome. I can help and get this taken care of for you. I’ll run out really quick and grab what’s needed before coming back here to give it to you. It won’t take me long at all to get to the store and back. I’ll make sure to get some soup and everything. I’ll be right back,” I assure her, getting off the couch and racing up to my room to grab my car keys and purse.

Savannah looks unsure as I walk back into the common room. I don’t stop as she calls out for me. The only thought in my mind is getting to the store and grabbing what the little ones will need to help whatever illness they have right now. Getting in my car, I shut the door and fasten my seatbelt before starting the engine and leaving the compound. The Prospect doesn’t even stop me for some reason and I leave without a thought of the ramifications of my actions and choice.

After going to thepharmacy and grabbing all kinds of medicine for the kids, I make my way to the grocery store. Rushing through each aisle, I grab soup, those drinks for babies with electrolytes, and popsicles. The cart is half full when I put in the cases of water for the little ones who probably shouldn’t have milk and formula when they’re sick. Though, I don’t really know what babies should have when they’re sick. So, after grabbing a ton of things, I go to the checkouts and pay for my purchases, bagging them all myself to get back to the compound for the kids and Savannah.

On my way to the car, I get the feeling that I’m being followed. My steps rush faster as I get to the car and go to put in my bags on the passenger seat. Leaving the cart where it is, I rush to the driver’s side and as I reach out to open the door when someone grabs my hair and yanks me back. The stench of body odor and cigarettes overwhelms me and I start to gag.

“I’ve finally got my hands on you, Brynn,” Jerome’s rough voice fills me as he bands his arms around my middle and holds me to his body. “You’re a tough one to get close to. Do you know how long I’ve waited to bring you home. You’ve loved me for years and now we can finally be together.”

“Get off me!” I scream out, my voice loud enough to alert anyone close by that something is wrong. “Help!”

I start to kick and scratch at any part of Jerome I can reach. He starts to drag me across the parking lot as I find several people stopping their trek through the parking lot to watch me being taken. No one steps up to help me. They just watch as I continue to fight and scream for any kind of help.

“Someone fucking help me! This man is kidnapping me and you’re all just standing there doing nothing,” I scream out, continuing to kick and fight against the asshole trying to steal me away from everything I love.

“Ow!” Jerome screams out in pain when I rake my nails down his face. “You fucking bitch!”

“Get off me!” I scream out once again.

Somehow I manage to get away from Jerome’s hold. I know he’s taken several strands of hair from my head based on the pain. Racing away from the asshole, I manage to get past two cars before Jerome gets his hands back on me once again. This time he lifts me off the ground. I continue to attack him, my feet and hands hitting every part of his body I can reach. He grunts and groans out with each hit I land on his body.

By the time he gets me back to the car he tried to take me to before, I’m fighting against his touch as Jerome presses his lower body against me. He grinds his soft cock into my ass while moaning. I can’t help but laugh out as Jerome continues to grunt and grind himself into me. He’s getting off on this shit and it’s pathetic.

“You’re a fucking pig! I’ll never be with you and don’t want anything to do with you. I have a man who will burn the world down for me because he loves me. He’s not obsessed with me and stalking me like a fucking pathetic loser. I’ve never thought of you and was excited when you were kicked out of my grandpa’s club. That was the best day of my life because I didn’t have to see you ever again,” I yell out as more people stop and look at the spectacle I’m causing. Still no one comes to help me.

I continue to struggle against Jerome’s hold and try to get away from him again. This time he’s expecting it and prevents me from escaping his hold. If anything, his arms band tighter around the middle of my body and my breath rushes out as he squeezes me so hard.

“You’re coming home with me and that’s the final time I’m gonna tell you. I’ll have so much fun breaking you until nothing is left and you’ll be the obedient wife you’re supposed to be,” Jerome states, his voice hard and cold.

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