Page 15 of Blade: Blade Outlawz MC

“He needs to die for killing my brother.”

Axe looked at me like I had lost my mind.

“Dion, I told you to let that shit go.”

“Let it go! I don’t know why you don’t give a fuck!”

He jumped in my face, and his breathing increased.

“Don’t you dare fucking tell me I don’t care, because I do! I also know that revenge ain’t the way to go. You are in love, or at least in deep like with that girl. Do you think she would forgive you for killing her father?” He pushed me in the chest.

The thought of Pepper hating me for killing her father made my chest feel hollow, but this was something I had planned since I was younger. I hated her father for continuing to live his life like he hadn’t taken my brother from me. He never paid for his crimes, but it seemed as though I was the only one who wanted him to pay.

“I can’t let him get away with that shit, bro.” Tears filled my eyes. Losing my twin messed me up emotionally, and Harold never seemed bothered by what he had done.

Axe grabbed me and hugged me, and I broke down in his arms. It had been a long time since I cried about my twin, but I was so close to taking out his killer. I never thought that Harold did it on purpose, but that wasn’t the point. It was the fact that he never had to pay for it.

“I feel you, bro. Trust me, I do. I don’t agree with it, though. It’s not even about Harold; it’s about what it will do to his daughter. I’m telling you that you don’t want that on your conscience.”

“I hear you.”

“I know you really don’t, and I’m not going to argue with you. I do feel like you need to have a meeting soon. A few of the guys already heard some shit, but I told them they would be filled in when it was necessary. I think it’s necessary. And know this: No matter what happens, I got your back. You are my brother, and even when I don’t agree, I’m not going to let anything happen to you.”

He pulled me into his arms and patted my back. We held each other for a second. No matter how deep our crew was, and how many weapons we had, there was a chance of injuries if Pepper’s dad decided he wanted to go to war with us. I couldn’t lose another brother, and I wouldn’t. I would take myself out first before I let that happen.

I looked him in the eyes when I said, “And nothing will happen to you. I’ll call a meeting soon. Tell everyone that Pepper is mine now, and I’m not giving her back. If Harold wants a war, then a war he’ll fucking get.”

With that, I jumped on my bike. My engine roared to life when I turned it on. There was nothing else that needed to be said. I sped away, leaving a trail of smoke. I wasn’t worried about Harold and his gang.

He would have to see me if he wanted his daughter back.

Iwas getting tired of being locked away. The mystery man still hadn’t told me his name, which was lame. It wasn’t like I could do anything with the information. What did he think, I could teleport through the television?

“I wish I could.” I giggled at my outlandish thoughts.

It had been a while since I’d eaten, so I prayed he would return with some food soon. The snacks he left behind didn’t do much, and I didn’t eat them for fear of not knowing when he would feed me again.

I was bored out of my mind. I colored until I got tired, I took a nap, and I watched television. I was sick of it all. I just wanted to go home, even if my dad was an asshole most of the time, but at least I knew what I was getting. I had no clue what was on this man’s mind half of the time we encountered each other. One fact that I didn’t miss was the fact that he wanted to fuck me. It was evident by the look in his eyes, and almost every time he came around me, his dick was hard.

I never heard any other noise in the house, so I wasn’t sure if I was truly alone or not. I was sure I would have heard something if someone else was here. I wondered if he even lived here or if he just came to check on me and feed me wheneverhe felt like it. I wished he would have told me why he stole me. There was no logical reason for any of it.

If he liked me like that, why didn’t he just say that from the beginning? Without all this bullshit, I may have given him a chance, but now I wouldn’t. It didn’t stop me from thinking about the way he kissed me or the way he looked at me like I was a prize. I mean, I was, but he didn’t know that. I couldn’t figure out his angle, and that bothered me a lot.

I sat on the edge of the bed, trying to figure out what else I could do.

“Maybe I can see what’s in the drawers.”

There was a dresser and table in the room, as well as cabinets in the bathroom, so I got up to search through them. Maybe I could find a clue as to who this guy was or where I was at.

I got up and started rummaging through the drawers while I sang a song from one of my favorite artists, Bliss. She and her husband, Amias, had a new joint album out, and it was the bomb. I loved them both so much, and Bliss’s background made me love her more. She was the true definition of you can be whatever you put your mind to.

“Ugh.” I groaned when I came up empty-handed. Every single drawer and cabinet was empty as hell.

“Did he clean it out before he put me in here?” I sat back on the bed and moved to the middle. I wrapped my arms around my legs and looked out the window.

“The sun is going down. Maybe he’ll bring some dinner soon.”

I resorted to talking to myself so I didn’t go crazy, but it was going to happen regardless. I loved myself, but I didn’t want my voice to be the only one I heard.

---