Page 75 of Ruckus

“Cliff said I wa?—”

“You fuckin’ talkin’ back?” Chop cuts him off, then focuses his eyes on me while Cam reluctantly marches off back toward the clubhouse.

“Hey, sweet thing.” Chop’s tongue slips out to wet his lips as he moves closer. “Where are the two of you headin’?” His huge body towers over mine and stifles all the air surrounding me.

“I’m meeting a friend at the mall.” I close my eyes when I feel his breath on my face, and hearing the low growl that comes from the back of his throat makes me feel like prey cornered by a predator.

“Open your eyes,” he orders, and when I do as he says I see the amusement on his face. “You’re so fuckin’ scared. Look at you, you're shakin’.” I hate the way his eyes feel like they’re touching me when he lowers them to my body. “I’ve seen the way you strut that pretty, little ass around, thinkin’ you're special because of who your daddy is.” He sniggers. “But really, you're just a scared, little girl. A scared, little girl just like all the other ones.” I look down at the floor when I think about what my silence has cost those girls. Eden is dead because I never spoke up, and if Aaron ever found out that there was a chance I could have saved her, he would wish I was dead too.

“You're so lucky, Freya. You should really start being more grateful. I see the way you look at me, how your body stiffens.” His finger traces along my ribs and I flinch. “You have no idea how much pleasure I’m going to get outta makin’ you suffer.” He looks around the yard before his hand slides up under my skirt and grips at the fabric of my panties. “You better be keepin’ this tight for me. Your daddy is convinced you're still a virgin, there's a whole lot of street value in that.” His low chuckle vibrates through my body. “Truth is, Freya, you're no different to those girls, your dad just put a different kinda value on your cunt.” He slowly pulls away from me, and I use the opportunity to get away from him. I walk as fast as I canwithout running, back through the arch to find Cam and tell him we can leave now.

“Whoa, steady.” I’m rushing across the yard, checking over my shoulder when I collide with Davy, and when he sees how scared I am, his kind, aged eyes immediately turn concerned. My legs feel weak, and I can’t hold in my tears.

“Freya, what happened?” I glance back behind me and when I see Chop stepping through the arch, I shake my head and try to pull myself together.

“Nothing, I’m fine. I just need Cam to take me to the mall.” I force a smile and note the way Davy looks unimpressed when Chop passes us.

Davy is a good guy, he’s an original member and should have his own charter. But something keeps him here. I’ve suspected for a long time that he’s been watching my father, and the way he just looked at Chop tells me he knows something is off.

“Whatever it is, you can tell me,” he assures me. I look around the yard and see that we're alone

“I’m scared, Davy,” I say the words out loud and burst into tears.

“Okay, darlin’, I’m gonna get on my bike and ride to my place. Instead of havin’ Cam take you to the mall, you have him drive ya to mine. He’s a good boy, we can trust him. Just dry those eyes and act normal.”

He strokes my arm and smiles, nodding his head reassuringly as he leaves me to head inside.

Davy doesn’t look shocked when I finish telling him everything I know, and the way his hand slipped into mine as I explainedabout my father's plans for me and Chop gave me a warm comfort that I haven’t felt since Aaron left.

“It’s gonna be okay. I’m not gonna let that happen.” He tries to assure me as my tears keep coming. I’ve held this in for so long, and getting it off my chest feels like a relief I don’t deserve.

“How can it be okay? Eden killed herself. I could have prevented that. Aaron will never forgive me.”

“The only person to blame for that poor girl's fate is your father and the men involved with him.” Davy shakes his head in disgust. “I’m gonna find a way to handle this. I’ll speak to Jimmer, he already has his suspicions.”

“No you can’t! If they know it came from me…”

“Freya, the club is against hurtin’ women, what your dad is doing breaks all the rules. Jimmer needs to know so we can put an end to all this. Think of all the girls, like Eden, who we can save.” Someone knocks on the door and Davy looks unnerved as he stands up and moves to the window.

“Shit…it’s Mac and Rex. Come here.” Taking my hand, he drags me into his pantry, “Just stay in here until I get rid of ‘em.” He smiles at me, before closing the door. It’s so dark and stuffy in here and knowing the two men most loyal to my father have shown up has me all kinds of paranoid. I can feel myself starting to panic.

I press my ear to the door so I can try to hear, and when it creaks open, I don’t have time to close it back up, before they step inside the kitchen.

“Prez wants you back at the club,” Rex explains. Through the crack I notice Mac searching around the room.

“Is somethin’ wrong?” I hear the unease in Davy’s voice.

“Not at all, Cliff just wants you and Finn to join us on the run.”

“Makes a change.” Davy laughs sarcastically.

“Yeah, well, Chop was gonna help out but he had to head back to Colorado…unforeseen circumstances,” Mac explains, causing my chest to sag with relief. I don’t know what Davy has planned yet, but Chop not being here for it makes me feel a whole lot better.

“You got company, old man?” I look through the crack and see Rex staring at the two coffee mugs on the table.

“Nah, that was just from me and the boy this mornin’.” Davy picks them both up and places them in the sink.

“Strange, I’m sure Finn spent last night balls deep in Ally. Could have sworn he slept in her room.” Mac huffs a laugh and when he steps closer to the pantry, Davy quickly stands in front of the door.

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