Page 17 of Bart (Hades Rejects MC)
“It’s alright man, it’s done, end it, end it now so you can go to her. He’s paid for her pain, now it’s time to look for her father and make him pay.” Pulling out my gun, I feel like I’m watching myself from the outside, Matt moves to the side as I walk toward the mattress where he’s lying there limp, barely breathing. I stand above his head and take aim, two to the back of his head, and it’s done. I breathe a sigh of relief. Now the real fight will start, the one for Bliss’s heart and soul; I only hope I can win it.
“Dispose of his body and clean up, make sure all traces are gone. I’m gonna shower and change before I go see Bliss, I suggest you all do the same, don’t forget to pour bleach down the drains when you finish.” Walking out to my bike to get my change of clothes, Matt is right behind me.
“You did the right thing back there, you know that, don’t you?”
“I know, but I lost my cool, I should have had more control, but when he talked about what he did to her, shit, I lost it. I can’t let that happen again.”
“Don’t worry, any of us would have lost it if it was our woman he was talking about. He deserved everything he got and then some for all he did to Bliss. Now get your ass changed and to the hospital, I’ll make sure everything is done correctly here.”
“Thanks man, I owe you one.” Matt simply shook his head in response, I couldn’t ask for a better friend. I’d known Matt my whole life, his father is a combat vet, he joined the club when he retired from the service and became my father's right hand. Matt’s mom left when he was little, I can’t remember when, but she left his dad with three kids, Matt and his two little brothers to take care of. She couldn’t deal with the military life, so while his dad was deployed she dropped the kids off at their grandparent’s house and was never seen or heard from again. His dad, instead of wallowing in his sorrows, had stepped up and taken care of his kids. He never missed a soccer game, a bake sale, or performance. You name what they needed from him, and he made sure he was there. The boys were now old enough to date and they were trouble with a capital T. Somehow, I needed to find a way to thank him for being there with me.
I showered and changed as quickly as possible, making sure to get all the blood off my hands. Needing to get to Bliss, I hollered goodbye to the guys as I ran out the door to my bike. The whole ride there I prayed she’d forgive me, prayed she would heal from this, and prayed I’d find her father before he could do her any more harm. My woman deserved the very best in life, and I’d allowed this to happen to her, if I’d taken out her father when I had the chance this never would have happened. How was she ever going to forgive me for this? When I finally got to the hospital, I had to take a steadying breath before I could walk through the doors. I wasn’t prepared for what awaited me in her room, because had I known, Vic would still be suffering.
Chapter Seven
BLISS
Everything is a blur from the time we leave the cabin until Holland and Pops are helping me into the hospital. The nurses started to run around, like an ant pile after being stepped on, as soon as they saw me. Holland had to call his superiors to report he’d found me, only nothing was mentioned about Vic or the cabin. The story was I escaped Vic’s clutches, and ran to the nearest phone to call Pops, who in turn called Holland. I’m pretty sure no one bought that story, but they weren’t about to argue with any of us.
The rape kit exam was especially lovely, all the pictures, swabbing, evidence gathering, and of course the cervical exam was the cherry on the fucking sundae. Pops wasn’t happy that he was forced to wait outside while they did everything they had to do, but I won’t lie, I was grateful he didn’t see the extent of my injuries. I was given pills to prevent any possibility of pregnancy. They also did blood work for any diseases Vic might have given me. Yup, because being raped repeatedly isn’t degrading enough.
My whole body hurt, it didn’t help that they had to clean all the tiny cuts he’d made across my body. When pain meds were offered I didn’t hesitate to take them, they seemed to barely dull the ache all over though, and they didn’t help me sleep at all. Pops sat by my side, holding my hand, while I answered all the questions from the officers Holland called in. He tried to hide his own pain after hearing what transpired, but I knew he was hurting.
“Why don’t you go outside and get some air Pops while I finish talking to these guys?” He completely refused to budge, said that he wasn’t ever leaving my side again. Which of course is ridiculous, but I let him stay.
“Bliss, can you tell us about where you were held, anything you can remember will be helpful?” Officer Jacobs was so young I wasn’t even sure at first if he was old enough to be on the force, but he was very professional, his female partner not so much.
“Miss Finch, do you honestly expect us to believe you remember nothing?” Damn she was a bitch, and if every fiber of my body didn’t hurt, I’d get up and whoop her ass.
“Like I said, he kept me drugged, I don’t even remember how I found a phone to call my Pops, let alone anything else. You can believe whatever you want Officer Hayes. At this point I really don’t give a fuck. Now, I’d like to get some rest, can we finish this shit tomorrow?” You’d think as a woman this bitch would be sympathetic, but no she’d been a real piece of shit sundae from moment one of entering my room. Well she could go fuck herself, I wasn’t about to give her anymore of my energy.
“Sure Bliss, if you remember anything at all, here’s my card, call me day or night.” At least one of them was a decent human being. “Thanks Officer Jacobs, I will.”
Shortly after they left I was able to close my eyes without fear for the first time, at least that’s what I thought. Unfortunately, when my eyes closed my mind didn’t. I saw Vic laughing above me as he was cutting my flesh. It wasn’t long before I was jolting awake screaming, shocking Pops who was sitting beside me.
“Are you alright, do you need more pain meds, maybe an extra pillow, a blanket, please Baby Girl just tell me what you need?” I know he wants to fix me, to mend my broken pieces back together, but I don’t know if he can this time. This time I may be too broken for his love to bring me back to life.
