Page 36 of Death's Devotion
“Now, why don’t we let our family in so they can finally see the three of you. None of them have left since you were brought in,” Death suggests.
Nodding my head, I try to wipe the tears from my eyes so they don’t see me crying. It’s going to take time to process what I’ve learned from Kathy. Something Death and I will have to process together. Right now, I can’t seem to wrap my head around never having another child of ours.
Everyone has been in our room all day. Most of them have left to go back to the clubhouse but a few remain. Sabotage, Jaelyn, Zeus, Talon, Bronwan, Judge, and Gramps are still with us. I don’t think they’ll be leaving anytime soon either. Jae and Bronwan haven’t left my side since they come in the room. The three of us shed some tears and hugged one another as gently as we could because of my injuries. Having the hysterectomy is the worst of my injuries. Other than that, everything is essentially surface wounds and nothing more. To be on the safe side, Brent and I are both on antibiotics to prevent any kind of infection from starting.
“Kels, are you gonna be okay?” Jae asks me.
“Eventually. Right now, I can’t even begin to think about never having kids again. It’s something you don’t realize you want until it can’t happen again. Vince took this from us. He chose to hit me and cause the accident. I blame him and will have to deal with the feelings filling me. I just can’t do it right now. Right now, I need to be here for my boys and Death. I need to heal and get out of this hospital,” I answer her.
“You take all the time you need, Kels,” Bronwan adds in, taking my hand in hers. “We’ll all do what we can to help you. Death and you aren’t alone in this.”
“No, you’re not. You’re my damn sister-in-law and I feel guilty as fuck for this. If we didn’t go out, he wouldn’t have caused the accident,” Talon admits, looking down at Nyx in his arms.
“It’s not your fault. I knew Vince was out there and would do anything to get to me. If I had been thinking about anything other than Death finally coming home, I would have realized how stupid my need to go to the store was. I could have easily taken something from the clubhouse to cook and replaced it at a later time,” I say, looking around the room. “I’m just glad I didn’t hurt one of you guys since you were all so close to me.”
“I’m gonna deal with Vince, Half Pint. Don’t you fuckin’ worry about that. I’ll make sure he feels every fuckin’ ounce of pain you and the boys felt,” Death promises me.
“Kelsey, when you get out of here, I want you to come over for dinner. I ain’t much of a cook, but it’s time we all spent time together. I want to get to know you and my great grandsons,” Gramps tells me, not wanting me to call him anything else.
“I will definitely make it happen, Gramps. What if I bring dinner and dessert with us? I’ve got a ton of frozen meals I’ve already prepared and it won’t take me long to make something good for us to have once we’re done with our meal,” I ask him, loving Gramps already.
It’s easy to see why Judge, Talon, and Death are the way they are. He’s rough and doesn’t give a shit what comes out of his mouth. When he thought a nurse was being too rough with Brent earlier, he ripped her a new ass. Made her run out of here in tears as everyone from the club laughed their asses off. He’s been nothing but kind and gentle with me and the boys though. Bronwan told me he’s the same way with her and their kids. Can’t help but love a man like that.
When a nurse finally comes to kick everyone out of the room, Judge and Sabotage let us know they aren’t leaving. They’re going to stand guard and make sure no one else gets close to us. Vince might be locked in a cell at the clubhouse, but it doesn’t mean his dad isn’t going to try and pull some shit to get to me. I’m not going to take a full breath until I know for sure Vince is no longer alive and I have nothing to fear from him. The club will deal with LaRusso if he tries to come after me for any reason. I’m not worried about him. He’s more of a bitch than Vince is.
“Are you happy, Death?” I ask him once everyone is gone and it’s just us and the boys in the room.
“I’m happier than I’ve ever been in my life, Half Pint. You’ve given me two sons, have let me in your life despite my hot and cold attitude toward you, and we will be makin’ a ton of memories movin’ forward. One day you’re gonna have my last name, Brent will have my last name, and we’ll be the family we should have been from the day I fuckin’ met you. I don’t want or need anythin’ else in my life except for the club,” he tells me, resting his head against my arm. “The real question is; are you happy, Kelsey?”
“I’m happy, Death. As happy as I can be knowing I won’t ever give you another baby and that Vince is still alive,” I answer him, my eyes filling with tears once again.
“We don’t need more kids, Half Pint. If all we ever have is Nyx and Brent, then I’ll be as happy as I am right now. However, if we decide we want more kids, then we’ll adopt them. There’s nothin’ wrong with givin’ a child in need a home. It doesn’t even matter if our blood and DNA don’t fill them. All that matters to me are you and these two boys. Any other child we have, we’ll count ourselves lucky for. Everythin’ always works out the way it’s meant to. If it didn’t, I wouldn’t be here with you three right now,” he says, pressing a kiss against my lips and looking at me as if I’m the most beautiful woman in the world.
I feed Nyx and Death changes him before putting him to bed in the cot we have for him. Everything is taking a toll on me as my eyes slide closed and sleep claims me. The last thing I feel is Death pressing his lips against my temple before holding my hand. Right now, I’m choosing to count what I have in my life and not worry about having kids or not. Death and I will figure it all out in our own time.
Chapter Twenty-Five
KELSEY HAS BEEN sleeping for a few minutes when Judge comes in the room. Lash is here and needs to talk to me. After checking on the boys and my ol’ lady, I head out of the room we’re in to find Lash talking to Sabotage. He looks at me when I step out and make sure the door is closed behind me. When I’m far enough away that we won’t wake up any of my family, I turn to find out what my President wants. He wouldn’t be here for no reason. Not after seeing how upset Kelsey is about everything.
“Death, it’s time. I don’t want him in the clubhouse for long. If we take care of Vince now, Kelsey won’t have to worry about him bein’ close when you bring them home,” he says, his voice a whisper so no one can overhear us.
“It’s not gonna be drawn out like I want it to,” I say, looking back at the room where my family rests. “Nyx will be up in about an hour and a half and I need to be back here for it. Kels can’t lift him out of the cot thing they have him in and these bitches aren’t gonna touch him unless it’s absolutely necessary.”
“Do what you gotta do. I’m gonna stay behind with Sabotage. We’ll make sure no one gets close and none of the nurses do somethin’ they’re not supposed to,” Lash assures me as I nod my head and leave with Judge.
We make our way out to our bikes in silence. Judge knows I’m getting lost in my head about what I’m going to be doing to Vince. How I can make him feel every fucking ounce of pain my girl has ever felt. Make him pay for almost taking my boys from me. All because he can’t handle someone telling his bitch ass no. What a fucking douche canoe. I’m going to rip him limb from limb and make sure he knows I’ll be the last face he ever fucking sees. No one else will ever see him or feel the pain he likes to dole out because he’s a spoiled asshat.
Judge follows me as I race through town and straight for the clubhouse. There’s no traffic thanks to how late it is. Everyone is already home or at the bar and strip club for the next few hours. I don’t stop for any reason as we make our way across town and finally pull into the parking lot of the clubhouse. Parking our bikes, I wait for my brother before heading inside. I’m met with all the men here as they stand as one and follow me down to the basement.
The bitchy Rebel is crying and whining about being released as I bypass her cell without stopping. I don’t have time to deal with her ass right now. Once I know Vince is no longer breathing, I’ll have a few words with her. Vince is more important and she’ll get to hear everything I do to him. Maybe it will make her think twice about fucking with the club. I doubt it, but it really won’t matter either. She’s about to be eliminated as much as Vince is.
A Prospect opens up Vince’s cell and we’re all immediately hit with the stench of piss and shit. This fucker has been here a day and couldn’t contain his bodily functions. What a fucking bitch. Entering the cell, I slide off my cut and hand it to Judge. He hangs it on a hook as I step right up to Vince, who’s hanging from the beam of the ceiling with his hands chained up and wrapped in metal, and let my fist fly into his face. I rip off the tape that’s been placed over his mouth. It’s not because I want to hear his fucking voice though. I want to hear his fucking screams without them being muffled by anything.
“It’s good to finally meet you face-to-face,” I say, a smile covering my face. “I’ve got a lot to say and you’re gonna fuckin’ listen to me. I hear one fuckin’ word out of your mouth and you lose a limb. Not playin’ fuckin’ games with your pathetic ass.”
Vince looks at me with pure defiance in his eyes. I watch his mouth work and already know what’s coming as I step out of his way. The twatwaffle spits in my direction but misses me by a mile. Stupid fuck!
“You must think you’re a real tough man. Beatin’ on a fuckin’ woman. A woman you were stealin’ from, usin’, and rapin’ on a regular basis. Kelsey went through pure fuckin’ hell at your hands and I’m about to make you feel everythin’ you ever did to her. See, I’m the only one here who knows what a bitch you are. Tellin’ your dad she’s an addict and blew through the insurance money from her parent’s death. You’re the one with the fuckin’ drug problem. Tryin’ to demand she give you her trust funds so you can buy more drugs and beat the fuck outta more prostitutes and underage girls. We’ve got proof of all your dirty little secrets. Kels isn’t the reason your father cut you off. I. Am,” I grit out, landing punch after punch against his body as Vince grunts out in pain and tries to pull away from me.
