Page 37 of Death's Devotion
His toes barely touch the floor as he sways from the chains holding him up. Once I’ve hit him enough to ensure I’ve bruised and broken his ribs, I step back and grab the knife Boxer is holding out for me. I place multiple cuts all over Vince’s body. Brent and Kelsey have cuts all over their bodies. Vince now has a matching set. Though, I believe most of his are a little bit deeper than what happened in the car accident. Oh well.
Vince whines and groans like the bitch he is for every fucking cut I make on his body. I’m sure my girl cried out in pain every time he hurt her too.
“Got somethin’ to say, Vince? I’ll give you one chance to say somethin’. Then, I’m gonna rip out everythin’ I can, pull each one of your limbs off, and finish by cuttin’ your limp dick off. I’m gonna shove it in your fuckin’ mouth and burn your body. No one will ever fuckin’ find you. Kelsey will live her life knowin’ I put you down and no one’s gonna do a fuckin’ thing about it. Especially not your dad,” I say, handing the knife off to someone else as I’m handed a set of pliers in return.
“You’re gonna stick up for that fucking stupid cunt? Someone so easily manipulated it was nothing more than a game for me. Kelsey is nothing more than a fucking piece of shit and will die as nothing more than that,” Vince says, a sneer on his face as my rage only builds. “You think she’s someone so fucking special and she’s really not. What a fucking piece of shit that makes you too.”
“Really? Then why are you so hellbent on taking what’s hers? Or threatening a son who will never fuckin’ know who you are. He’ll be a hundred times the man you are and will know the way you treated his mom makes you the piece of shit. You can’t even get your cock hard unless the girl is underage. That makes you a vile piece of shit in my books. Kelsey isn’t a piece of shit and has never been one. You took a vulnerable girl and treated her like shit. She’s so fuckin’ scared of you, I’m goin’ to do the honors of makin’ sure you can never breathe the same air as she does again. Kelsey ismywoman and her boys are mine. You know, the same ones you tried to fuckin’ kill when you rammed into the side of the SUV. Didn’t fuckin’ work, bitch!” I growl out, snatching his hand and ripping each one of his nails out with as much force as I can to make it hurt more. “Did Kelsey scream out in pain when you fuckin’ beat her? Did she beg you to stop as you’re doin’ now?”
Vince is crying and begging me to leave him alone. The guys in the room with me are laughing their asses off as I move on to his next hand. Again, ripping out his nails as hard as I can and with no remorse. Once I’m done with his finger and toenails, I move on to his teeth. Vince tries to put up a fight as Judge and Boxer step up to hold him in place for me. Judge is ripping on his hair while Boxer smashes his jaw in his grip so he opens his fucking mouth.
I take out every single tooth, flooding Vince’s mouth with blood. When I step back, he spits out a mouthful, trying to hit me. Again it doesn’t work because he’s so damn predictable. The stupid fuck isn’t ready for me to cut him limb from limb. He’s gonna feel it though.
“Get the water and shit ready. We’re about to really hear his bitch ass scream,” I warn everyone as I turn to hand the pliers off to Shank.
A Prospect gets multiple buckets of water filled up with cold water and then dumps bags of ice in them. Vince will get a cold awakening as I grab the saw we keep sharp as fuck. Once again, the piece of shit tries to move away from me. He’s truly dumb as fuck knowing it didn’t work the other times he’s tried. Judge holds him still around the middle as I place the saw against his shoulder and begin removing his first arm. It slides through like fucking butter. As predicted, he passes out from the pain. Shank steps up and tosses a bucket of water on him. Vince wakes up sputtering and spitting out the water. I make it through his other arm and leg. I’m leaving him a little bit cutting them off just above his knee.
When I’m done, I know Vince is on his way out. His breathing is shallow and almost nonexistent. Blood is dripping from him at a steady drip. Working fast, I do the last thing I promised him I was going to do. I cut his tiny fucking cock off and shove it in his mouth. Judge dumps alcohol over his entire body and hands over a lighter. I set the fucker on fire and study him for just a second before turning and leaving the cell.
“Make sure he’s fuckin’ dead and there’s nothin’ but ash left of him. Bury what’s left where no one will ever find it,” I demand as I stop at the Rebel’s cell. “You heard all that?”
“Y-Y-Yes,” she stutters out, crying uncontrollably.
“That’s what’s in store for your junkie ass. We know more about what you’ve been up to than you’d like to believe. I wasneveryour fuckin’ man and wouldn’t touch you with a ten-foot pole and someone else’s fuckin’ cock. As soon as our girl gets here, you’ll meet your maker. You’ve got some time to think about everythin’ you’ve done. And I’m gonna watch her end your fuckin’ life,” I promise her before turning to walk away.
“I just wanted to be loved. You’re a good man, Death. Kelsey is really lucky. I’m sorry,” she says, no emotion filling her voice as I don’t respond to her.
“No need to wait, Death. I’m already here,” Corrine says.
Corrine is a friend of the club. She doesn’t do jobs like this for us on a regular basis and I’m surprised to find her here now. Corrine has been living in peace and doesn’t want to be around all the shit any longer. I’ve respected that and wouldn’t have asked her to be called in for any reason.
“What are you doin’ here?” I ask her, not sure what to make of this situation.
“Judge called me when no one could get ahold of your normal girl. This is personal for me as you know and I’m gonna make sure she pays for fucking with your ol’ lady. Wanna meet her and your boys as soon as possible,” Corrine says, heading into the cell. “Now, you’re not gonna speak, move, or anything else. I’m gonna do what I gotta do and move the fuck on. You’ve said your last words to Death and in a few minutes, no one will ever think of you again. You’re less than nothing,” Corrine says, her voice cold and deadly as she stares at the Rebel with hate filled eyes.
The Rebel remains in the chair she’s been tied to. She does exactly as Corrine says and doesn’t make a sound or move around in an attempt to get away from her. Judge, Boxer, and Talon join me as we watch Corrine decimate the bitch in front of us. She doesn’t take her time because our friend doesn’t like this kind of work. She prefers to use her daddy’s gun and get in and out quick as fuck. This is a favor to use because we all grew up together.
Corrine’s dad was in the club and killed by a rival. We all took care of her and remain close to this day. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for her like the rest of the guys here. she’s our little sister and no one will ever say any different.
I watch on as Corrine lands the blowing kill to the Rebel. She slumps over in the chair as much as the bindings will allow her to. Now, it’s time for me to shower, change, and get back to my family. Stepping up, I give Corrine a hug and hold her close for a second.
“Thank you, sweetheart. If you need anythin’, call me. And as soon as Kels gets out of the hospital and heals a little more, we’ll get together. I promise you,” I tell her, stepping back so I can leave.
“Give me a call when you’re ready and I’ll make sure I’m here. Gonna tell your ol’ lady what a badass she is for makin’ you see the error of your thoughts and change your ways. Fucking man whores, all of ya,” Corrine jokes around as she steps into Judge’s arms.
Without looking back, I head to the showers and clean up before making my way up to my room. I don’t want any of Vince’s blood to taint our private space. He’s done fucking with my ol’ lady and we’ll forget him as soon as she learns of his death. There is no reason to continue thinking of him when we have memories to make and a life to build with our boys.
After dressing and grabbing a few things for Brent, Nyx, and Kelsey, I leave the clubhouse. Talon rides back to the hospital with me so I’m not alone after all the shit tonight. I park with the other bikes and give the Prospect watching over them a nod of acknowledgment while grabbing out what I’ve brought with me. Making my way up to Kelsey’s room, I know there’s not much time before Nyx is awake and ready to eat. My ol’ lady will be the one to feed him while I change his diaper and get him ready. We’re already getting into a good routine as she heals and recovers from the accident, surgery, and birth of our son.
“Is it taken care of?” Lash asks, not trying to stop me from entering the room my family’s in.
With a nod of my head, I close the door behind me just as Nyx starts stirring. I didn’t even stop for Talon. My mind is focused solely on my ol’ lady and boys right now. Exactly how it should be.
“Death, where did you go?” Kelsey asks me, as I walk over to grab Nyx.
“You don’t ever have to look over your shoulder or worry about that bitch again, Half Pint. I’ve made sure both of them were taken care of and you’re truly free now. LaRusso isn’t gonna do shit to us and we can move on with our boys,” I tell her as Kelsey starts to tear up.
“You’re sure?”
