Page 4 of Bound by Affliction
I did this. I came to meet this guy, and he’s an asshole, along with his friends. Now, my best friend is in trouble too, and it’s all my damn fault.Shit!
Nick shakes me, my body jerking. “No, you’re makin’ a scene, so you’re gonna come with us nicely so we don’t get shit from anyone around us. Then I’ll show you exactly who we are.” The menace in Nick’s tone scares the shit out of me. I don’t want to know who he is, notanymore.
“If I have to scream from the fucking rooftops, you better believe I will. We aren’t going anywhere with you.” Bristyl glares, and I have no doubt she’ll do it. I keep trying to fight and getnowhere.
Suddenly, a group of bikers show up and Bristyl appears surprised to see them. One I recognize as the guy with the beard who’s going to get his dick chopped off because he talked to us. Their cuts read RavageMC.
There’s so much going on. The pain Nick is inflicting on my arm is dragging me down, and it’s hard to focus on everything that’s going on. What thehell!
“These are our bitches. Go find your own,” Nick yells, and I feel the tears falling down my cheeks. I’ve never had a man touch or treat me like this before. It’s horrible and I want it to go away, never to experience itagain.
Bristyl comes out of nowhere, getting between me and Nick. Her head is down, and I think she’s biting him because he growls and lets go of me. I quickly move out of reaching distance fromhim.
Nick lifts his hand like he’s going to hit Bristyl, but then one of the Ravage guys comes up and punches Nick in the face. He pulls my best friend behind him, and I follow. The Ravage guy hits Nick quite a few times, causing him to groan miserably while holding hisface.
“What’s going on?” a very large and intimidating man says. He looks similar to the one we’re hiding behind except mucholder.
“Assholes are putting their hands on women who don’t want to be touched,” the guysays.
The older man says, “Let’s move this away from pryingeyes.”
“Bristyl, you and your friend follow us,” the guy blocking us says. My body starts to tremble as we walk down the bleachers. The men move us under the bleachers, and Bristyl and I take a seat on the wooden bench. Tears cascade down my face, and I’m unable to stop them. Whether they are relief that this situation is over or the guilt riding on me, I don’tknow.
A few of them are talking, but I’m not paying attention to what is said. I just can’t believe that happened. I’m not even sure where those three guys are at the moment. All I can do is hold on to Bristyl who has her arms around me while wesit.
“Green!” I somehow hear over the roar in my ears. A large, bulky man approaches me. He has blondish brown hair, and his smile is very easy going. He doesn’t give off any vibes like the trio started to give off when it all went downhill fast. I don’t know why, but this man seems very different from the others. I could be totally full of shit too, considering my take on the lastguy.
“Bristyl, come here so I can find out what happened,” the guy who punched Nick says. I think I heard his name was Cooper, but I could bewrong.
Bristyl doesn’t leave my side until a much older man says, “Promise nothin’s gonna happen toher.”
Bristyl turns to me. “Leah, I need to talk to these guys. Breathe. Everything’s gonna be fine. I’ll deal with this, and then we’ll get the fuck out of here.” I nod just as Green takes herplace.
“Got yourself in a bit of a pickle,huh?”
I breathe out, not wanting to be a sobbing mess in front of this guy. Hell, I don’t want to be a sobbing mess in front ofanybody.
“Something likethat.”
Green chuckles, “What’s a beautiful woman like you gettin’ mixed up with assholes like that?” His question makes me feel very stupid, but I answerhonestly.
“Stupidity. Thought he was a good guy. Guess my take on men sucks,” I blow out, getting my tears incheck.
“Let me take a look at thatarm.”
Tentatively, I move so he can examine my arm. His touch is like an electric current and feels absolutely nothing like what Nick did to me. He moves it this way and that. It’s sore, but without the pressure of Nick’s hand, it feelsbetter.
“Got ya good,” Green says, releasing my arm. Something crosses his eyes, but he taps it down quickly. “Give it some time and it’ll healup.”
“Thanks.”
“Gotta promise me somethin’.” His smile makes his face come tolife.
“What?”
“How’d you meet thisguy?”
Shaking my head, I look up to the sky. “Online datingsite.”
