Page 4 of Blind Devotion (Chaos Bleeds MC)

“You ignoringeveryone now?” Death asked, taking a seat on the bed.

“No. I’m choosing to ignore every fucker that tries to get into my room. I’m not called Pussy for nothing. The women will all be fighting if I start answering shit.” He flipped onto his side and leaned over the bed to grab a cigarette. Lighting the tip, he lay back down, inhaling the nicotine into his lungs.

“The women are no longer leaving your room looking satisfied, Pussy. Maybe you’re losing your touch.” Death sparked up a cigarette and sat on the floor with his back leaning against the bed.

“Nah, the women are just not used to me only taking care of myself. I’m not interested in making friends with the bitches. They want to suck and fuck cock,thenthey can. I just don’t always return the favor.” He blew out a ring of smoke thinking about the brown-haired beauty he’d kissed a month ago.

“That doesn’t sound like you. Does this have to do with Ashley?” Death asked.

Thinking about Ashley made him sad, but it didn’t stop him from fucking other women. Now, thinking about Sasha stopped him from wanting to be with other women. It pissed him off. One simple kiss shouldn’t have left him feeling this way. Rubbing at his chest, he wondered what the hell was happening to him.

“No, it doesn’t.”

“Curse hasn’t been able to bring Mia to the club. She’s sobbing all thetime,and he can’t get her to eat. He’s really struggling with this shit.” Death blew out a ring.

“What the fuck do you want me to do?” Pussy asked.

“Nothing.I’m telling you, you’re not the only one missing Ashley. I’m not an idiot, Pussy. Don’t treat me like one. You and Ashley were close. I know you were never going to give her a ring or promise her forever, but you would never turn your back on her either.”

He thought about what Death said. “We got her killed.”

“Yes, we all did. The club got her killed. We should have stopped her from going with Gonzalez. There’s a lot of shit we should have done, but we didn’t, and now we’re the ones paying the price.” Death let out a sigh. “Shit is getting nasty, Pussy. You need to start playing the game.”

“Life is not a game.”

“Fuck, Pussy. Stop being an ass. Ashley’s dead and gone. You’re going to sit around and die because she’s not going to be coming around anymore. Gonzalez fucked with us. It’s time for us to fuck back.” Death stubbed out his cigarette and walked off.

Lying back on the bed, Pussy thought about what he said. He’d not gone to see Mia ever since he saw Ashley’s severed head. Climbing off the bed, he took a quick shower and headed toward the spare ranch style house on the outskirts of Piston County. After parking up his bike, he knocked on the door and waited for Curse to let him inside.

Curse opened up the door looking like the weight of the world was on his shoulders.

“Hey, man, does Devil want me?” he asked.

“Nah, I’ve come to see you both.” In the background he heard Mia crying. “She not taking it well?”

Curse looked behind him, shaking his head. “No, she’s not taking any shit well. She doesn’t want to have a burial until we’ve got the whole body. I’ve told it would never happen. Gonzalez wouldn’t give it to us, but she won’t budge. The girls were closer than sisters. This bond, it’s killing her. I stopped her from seeing the head, but shit, this is killing her.”

Swallowing past the lump in his throat, Pussy stared at the ground. “I should have come to see her the moment I knew.”

“Pussy, don’t do this. I’m sorry I’ve not been there for you. My woman comes first unless I’m needed for club business.”

“I’m here to speak with Mia.”

Curse’s shoulders slumped. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Let him in, Curse. He’s got a right to be here.”

Looking over his friend’s shoulder, he saw Mia. She looked a mess. Her raven hair showed she hadn’t even bothered to brush the long locks. Her pale face looked drawn, and he saw the signs of the weight loss she’d suffered through lack of eating in the last month.

“Come in,” Curse said.

Brushing past his friend Pussy went straight to Mia and tugged her in his arms for a hug. She sobbed. Her body shook as he held her tightly. “I’m so sorry. I miss her so much,” he said.

Tears filled his eyes as he thought about Ashley’s charming smile. Her life had ended way too suddenly.

“I know, Pussy. She wouldn’t want you to be feeling sorry. You didn’t do this.”

“I shouldn’t have let her go.”

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