Page 58 of Diesel
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
Ellie
“Now that Ellie is gone, we can be together.” Tammy’s voice bounced down the hall in a tone that had a crazy edge to it. I froze, deep enough in the hall that I wouldn’t be seen. Where was everyone?
“Gone?” Diesel’s voice sounded angry and cold.
I’d been in the shower and apparently had missed a lot. Why was she here? I thought she had been banned.
I had been waiting all day for Diesel to get home. I wanted nothing more than to fall in his arms the second he walked through the door. His sweet voice over the phone wasn’t enough. And now that I’d broken down his walls, I didn’t want to be without him. But it seemed fate had other plans. I just needed to find a way out of this.
I crept down the hall as quiet and stealthily as my uneven body would allow me. Voices caught me off guard and I tried my best to hide in a doorway.
“All her stuff is gone from her room. So, you must have sent her packin’. You knew I’d come back, right?” There was something off in her tone. Like someone who’d completely lost it.
“What the hell is all this shit?” Someone asked in a harsh whisper. I didn’t recognize the voice at all. “I thought we were going to get guns an’ money.” I could make out their backs just at the end of the hall and I prayed they wouldn’t turn around.
Oh gosh. The club was being robbed. I wondered how many of them were out there. Tammy must have gone out and found some people as crazy as she was. I didn’t know what to do. I was afraid to move, to even breathe. Surely, the guys would be able to take care of this. I still had no idea where anyone was.
I thought back to when I’d left to take a shower. Reagan and Jessica were in the kitchen making dinner. Well, attempting to make. Reagan was still working on her cooking skills.
“Tammy, I don’t know what to tell you. But this is a dumb fuckin’ move,” Diesel said in a low voice. “If I were you, I’d leave right fuckin’ now and hope to God that we don’t come after you.”
“But, baby,” she whined. “I came back for you. I know how you like it. I know she will never satisfy you like I can.”
Ouch. That hurt. I was insecure enough, and her words ripped through me like a sharp knife. The doubt that hung around the edge of my mind started to work its way inward. I imagined if it weren’t such an intense situation, her comment would have gotten the better of me. Instead, I quickly shook off my feelings. I needed to be brave. I needed to figure out a way to help them. I just had no idea how to do that.
Think, El, think. Maybe I can cause a distraction. But then what happens if they find me? I have more than myself to think about.
My baby. I had to protect my baby. I reached behind me and grabbed the handle of the door I was currently braced against. If I could turn it without anyone noticing, then I could hide in the room. I could give myself some more time to come up with some sort of plan, or more time to be a coward. Diesel was out there. Reagan was out there. Oh, no. Grass was out there.
Tears filled my eyes thinking about the poor boy. He must have been so scared. Slowly, I turned the handle, thankful that it wasn’t locked. I held my breath as I shuffled back into the room. But luck wasn’t on my side. I tripped on a darn shoe that was in the middle of the floor and started to go down. I reached out for anything, and that happened to be the door, which swung wide open and hit the wall behind it. I knew the loudthudwouldn’t go unnoticed. And sure enough, a moment later I was being hoisted up by a tall, skinny, man-boy that smelled like day old socks.
“Well, lookie here,” he said. The smile that spread across his face as his eyes raked over my body made my skin crawl.
“What was that?!” Tammy screeched.
“Found someone tryin’ to hide,” the man-boy said as he dragged me down the hall. His fingers dug into my upper arm and in his free hand, I noticed he was holding a gun. It all became very real and scary.
He pulled me into the kitchen. I took in the scene before me with wide-eyes. There were at least twelve men that I didn’t know standing around holding guns. On the floor, everyone from the club was bound with duct tape. All those who hadn’t gone on the run, that was. Tank’s legs were ninety-five percent taped together. He was doing his best to shield a terrified Grass with his body.
Tammy stood in the middle of the room with a gun to Reagan’s head. Reagan stood stoic as ever. And in that moment, I wished I was as brave as her. I wished I had even a fraction of the strength that she had.
The guys that went on the run were standing on the other side of the room, Diesel a few feet in front of them. But I didn’t see Axe. I looked around again as slyly as I could. I still didn’t see him. Maybe he would be able to do something. I just had to keep my cool until then.
That was when I noticed the table to my left. All the guns of the brothers were in a pile, filling up most of the top. There were a few knives on there too. My gaze swung back to Diesel. I couldn’t even look at Tammy. My stomach turned and it took everything in me to keep the bile down.
“She’s still here?” Tammy asked, unhappily.
“Yes, she’s still fuckin’ here. She’s my Goddamn woman and she’s carrying my baby,” Diesel said, rage pouring off of him.
“No, no. This is not going to work at all.” Tammy started to stomp her foot like a spoiled child not getting their way.
“This bitch is crazy, I didn’t sign up for this,” the guy holding me whispered to the person beside him. The other guy looked exactly like the one holding me.
Tammy’s arm swung around, her gun now aimed at me. I was shaking and I saw Diesel’s face fall with sadness and panic. The guy released his hold on me and took a few steps away. I guessed he wanted to make sure he didn’t get shot.
“I’ll take her away, then you’ll be mine.” She smirked at me. “I should shoot her for gettin’ me kicked out, anyway.”
