Biker Faith (14 page)

“Fuck you
,” I growl, pushing her away.

I’m about to get my ass kicked for this but I don’t care.

“You knew she was back and she…” I couldn’t bring myself to say ‘is pregnant’ out loud so I moved on. “You knew and you didn’t think to warn me. You’ve known me for over fifteen years. I thought I could fuckin’ trust you. You women are all the fuckin’ same,” I shout so loud I can feel my throat ripping.

“Sparky!”
Cas yelled in warning.

I ignore him and everyone else who is now standing closer to me.

“No Cas, let him get it out. It wasn’t my place to say. She wanted to speak to you herself and if you hadn’t been snooping for Cas, you never would have found out like that,” Barbs shouts, just as loud, getting closer in my face.

I felt myself trembling with anger.

“So you carry on your one man pity party and blame everyone else but yourself. You’re the one who walked away, cried off God knows where and think you’re going to find the answer at the bottom of a bottle. You fucked up Jason, not us.”

I throw back another shot, welcoming the numbness. Barbie is right, I fucked up and now I don’t know what to do.

I step out of Barbie’s space and fall onto a stool, turning my back on her and everyone else around me.

“Get out of here babe, I’ll sort this
,” I hear Cas say, and for once she does as she is told.

“You
gotta sort this out brother,” he says, taking the stool next to me.

“I know
.”

“You’re fuckin’ lucky
, Lana would kick my ass if I stepped in just then. You do it again I will make you regret it. Ass kickin’ from my girl or not, you do not raise your voice to her again, you hearin’ me?”

“Loud and clear
.”

“What’s
goin’ on with you? I don’t understand, so what she doesn’t want you? You have plenty who do here.”

“I’ve been asking myself the same fuckin’ question. There’s something different about her, I’m different when I’m with her. Then she tells me she’s
havin’ my kid,” I say quietly, “and for a moment I’m actually happy at the thought of bein’ a daddy. Then in the next breath she says she doesn’t want me…it hurt.”

I slide the glass aw
ay and swig straight from the bottle.

“I hate to be blunt, but you can’t carry on
drinkin’ yourself into oblivion,” he says as he rips the bottle from my hand. “From what she’s told me, you can still see the kid. Maybe if you give it time things will change?”

“Maybe
,” I reluctantly agree, “I’m sorry brother, I didn’t mean for you all to worry about me, and I’ll apologize to Barbie too.”

“As long as you
’re good, we’re good. You should go get a shower as you fuckin’ stink,” he laughs adding, “get some sleep too, I need you in church on time tomorrow.”

“Cas
.”

We both turn to the prospect behind the bar.

“Got a call from the gate. Someone wants to see you,” he says, passing on the message.

“Who?”
Cas grunts.

The prospect frowns and answers.

“Adam won’t say but he said there’s no alarm, it’s cool.”

“
Want me to come with?” I ask.

“No it’s fine. You go and get some fuckin’ sleep before you fall down
.”

I slap him on the b
ack and stagger to the stairs. Thank God there is a rail to hold onto because I don’t think I would be able to make it to the top without it.

Straining my eyes to get the key in the damn lock, I open the door and fall onto my bed. I’m out before I rea
lise I left the door wide open.

Chapter Fourteen

Bonnie...

Pulling up outside the clubhouse
, it is quiet. The sun is going down on the horizon and for a moment I feel good in the serene looking peace before the storm I am about to set in motion kicks off.

The guarding prospect is alre
ady staring at me from his post. I roll down the window and smile kindly. It is the same prospect who wouldn’t open the gate for me when I last tried to leave.

“Hey, remember me?” I call out.

“Hard to forget ya,” he calls back, walking over.

“I need you to get
Cas out here please.”

“Why?”

“Because I just told you to, I need to talk to him and I’m not going in there. Trust me, he wants to hear what I’ve got to say.”

He huffs
and pulls out his cell, turning his back on me.

“Oh and tell whoever is on the other end I don’t want anyone knowing I am here
apart from Cas.”

He doesn’t turn back around but he sticks his hand up in acknowledgment.

He ends the call and gives me his attention again.

“He’s on his way
,” he grunts, returning to his post by the gate.

I turn the engine off and wait. It occ
urs to me that this contact I’ve had with Joe will cement his distrust of me and he will make sure Sparky thinks so too.

I see him come out of the door and walk across to my car parked on the edge of the road.

His eyeball roll does not go unnoticed when he sees it is me who wants him.

He leans on the car window ledge and nods once.

“If you’re here about Sparky, I already know he’s back,” he says.

What?
That’s news to me!

“He’s back?”

“Yeah, is that not why you’re here?” he asks.

“No. How is he?”

“Sleepin’ off God knows how much tequila. So, why are you here?”

“My brother turned up at the cabin a little while ago. He wants me to deliver you a message
,” I say.

My voice is shaking and
Cas hears it.

“He wants me to tell you
that he wants a meet with you. He said to give you this number you can call him on,” I tell him, handing over the bit of paper.

He takes it and scrunches it into a ball.

“Cas, if you don’t meet with him, he said…”

“He said what Bonnie
?” he said, his anger shining through again.

“He said he will get to Alannah again just like my…just like Hunter did
.”

His hiss through his teeth absolutely terrifies me. My brother played this one right, he knew
Cas would definitely agree if he brought Alannah into the mix.

“Did he now? I’d like to see him fuckin’ try
.”

“He said he has his prospects around town keeping an eye on things too
.”

I don’t care for my brother or any member of the Ghost Rider
s so I feel no loyalty to them. Telling Cas and the Lost Souls about his spies feels right.

He doesn’t move. H
e doesn’t say anything, only stares at me. I am done here.

“I’ve told you everything, now I’m
going back to the cabin,” I say, reaching to twist the key in the ignition.

He grabs my chin and turns my head so I am face to face with him. He isn’t rough or being malicious, he is registering my split lip.

“Your brother’s handiwork?” he asks, with my chin still in his hold.

I nod my head and he lets go. He reaches for the keys and pulls them out.

“What are you doing?” I screech.

He ignores me and tosses them to the prospect by the gate.

“Take someone with you and pack up Bonnie’s things at the cabin. Bring them back here and unpack for her,” he orders.

“Really Cas, I’ll be fine at the cabin
,” I try to assure him.

“
You’re not safe there anymore. You’re Lana’s best friend and whatever you are to my VP…and you’re carryin’ his kid. I say you’re stayin’ here where we can keep that from happenin’ again,” he argued, pointing to my busted lip.

He opens my door for me and holds his hand out. I take it and he helps me out of the car, which I was not expecting f
rom him. He is almost being friendly.

“I’m not happy about this
,” I tell him.

“Didn’t think you would be
,” he replies amused at my dirty look. “C’mon, let’s get you inside. I’ll get Lana to help you settle in.”

I a
m taken aback by his kindness. It is a total contrast to this morning.

“Thank you
,” I find myself saying.

I scan the bar when we enter it and can’t see Sparky anywhere. I look forward to the day when I can walk into a room without being the sole attention of it.
Cas guides me to one of the couches and tells one of the girls to get me a bottle of water.

“You
gonna be okay while I go find Lana?” he asks.

Okay, so now he is beginning to creep me out. I am used to hostile, protective
Cas, not the kind and friendly version.

“I’ll be fine
.”

He saunters off and I am joined by another brother.

“You’re back then?” he asks.

I can’t remember his name.

“Looks like it,” I mumble sarcastically.

“With some spunk this time.
I like ya hair this way, it suits your attitude,” he laughs.

“Thanks
.”

“My name is Slade.
I’m the go-to-guy when you want something found,” he smiles.

“I’m Bonnie.
I’m the woman all men like to order about,” I reply dryly.

He stares at me until I shake my head slightly and he begins laughing again.

“Not here because you wanna be then?” he asks.

“Cas says I’m safer here
,”

“Oh, you in trouble again?”

“Not exactly.”

“Don’t te
ll me, you walked into a door?” he asks looking at my lip.

“You ask a lot a questions
,” I retort.

I wish Alannah would hurry up. The girl
Cas sent to get me a drink returns and hands me a bottle of cold water. She smiles quickly at Slade and walks away again.

“Didn’t get to know
ya. By the time you came out of Sparky’s room for longer than five minutes you were gone. You stayin’ this time?” he asks.

“Y
es. So if you really are the go-to-guy to find things, how about you find me a house somewhere in town?” I joke, not expecting him to take me seriously.

“What type of house you
lookin’ for?”

“Bonnie! Cas told me you’re staying here again
,” Alannah says from the bottom of the stairs.

I cringe as everyone takes note of this before returning to their drinks.

“Come find me when you got time and I’ll find you any house you want,” Slade offers, slipping off the couch just in time for Alannah to take his place.

“Thanks
,” I reply, and he’s gone as quickly as he first appeared.

“Cas told me your br
other found you at the cabin?” she asks, leaning in close.

I sit and tell her everything that happened. She listens to it all and doesn’t hide her joy I am back here with her.

I am adamant it isn’t a permanent arrangement and she is content with that.

Throughout our conversation,
Cas rounded up his brothers and they disappeared into the back room. I didn’t see Sparky. According to Alannah, he got back today and got straight to drinking, shortly followed by sleeping.

At least it gives me tonight to prepare
for seeing him tomorrow.

Cas
and the guys flooded back into the bar as the prospects came back in saddled with my cases. Between the two of them, they managed to bring all my stuff in one trip. Alannah and I followed them up to a room I will be staying in and they left after I assured them I would unpack myself.

Alannah remade the bed with clean sheets while I unpacked a case containing the necessities.

“Want to come back down to the bar?” she asks.

“I’
m going to get an early night. Today has been eventful and I’m shattered.”

“Okay, don’t hide up here this time
.”

“I won’t
. I’ll see you tomorrow,” I promise.

After she has gone I lock the door behind her and collapse on the bed.

Sparky

I woke with a start, far too early. I look at the clock beside my bed and realise that it isn’t early, it’s still night. Only just gone eleven, I have had eight hours sleep.

As
the haze begins to clear, self-inflicted pain roars up inside my head and I can feel the drink about to come back up.

I run for the bathroom and bring everything up
. I am rarely affected like this but when I am, I fucking hate it.

Using the sink for support, I splash cold water over my face and brush my tee
th to get rid of the vile aftertaste.

If I hunt down Barbie and apologise then I can grab some much needed pain killers
from her.

I strip out of my cut and shirt.
I daren’t bend to get a fresh top out in case my head explodes. Closing and locking my door on my way out, a slight movement at the end of the hall catches my eye. I slowly turn my head as not to cause more pain and see Bonnie standing wide eyed looking back at me.

Before I can take one step towards her, she is quickly moving to unlock the door to her side. She looks at me once more before disappearing behind the door.

I want to ask her what she is doing here. I want to bang on her door and demand answers but I am in no fit state to do either. Instead of seeking out Barbie, I go in search of Cas. He will know what is going on, she wouldn’t have a room without his approval. Each step I take down the stairs sends bolts of dizziness and waves of sickness throughout my body.

The looks the guys cast me tells me something is wrong. I
find Cas in his office and near enough fall into one of the chairs.

“I was about to come and wake you
,” he says.

I try to focus on him, but as of yet
I can’t separate the two of him. I am literally seeing double.

“I’m here now. Why the fuck is Bonnie here?” I demand.

“For her safety, didn’t you see her busted lip?”

“No I fuckin’ didn’t
,” I roar, jumping out of the chair, only to stumble back into it.

“Stay
sittin’ for God’s sake and I’ll tell you what happened,” Cas orders.

“Tell me now
Cas, I’m fuckin’ strugglin’ here. Who the hell hurt her? Tell me so I can kill them,” I shout.

As rough as I feel, my heart is thumping and my blood is pumping.
My adrenalin is racing sky high. I could literally rip apart anyone who causes her pain. She has had enough pain in her life, and lately I have been the cause of most of it.

“Her
brother turned up at the cabin. He wanted her to deliver a message to me. He wants a meet and if we don’t he’s threatened Lana.”

“Her brother hit her?” I clarify.

“She said it was him. She didn’t say much about it and I didn’t ask. I made her stay here where we can keep an eye on her. Who knows what he’d do to her if he shows up again or finds out she’s carryin’ the kid of an enemy?”

The anger boiling inside me is at tippin
g point but all I can think is…what have I gotten myself into?

“
I can’t believe this is happenin’,” I mumble.

“The way I see i
t is, she’s carryin’ your kid. It makes her one of us.”

“Thanks brother. Righ
t, so how we are doin’ this? Coz’ I sure as shit ain’t gonna let him near her again and threatening Barbs isn’t sittin’ well neither,” I say.

This is more like it. S
omething other than my dick to focus on.

“I’ve given everyone a heads up.
I want you in church first thing and we’ll get this sorted. Lana is under no circumstances to leave this building unless she is with two or more of us at all times. She won’t accept prospects, not after Billy, and I understand that. Apparently, her brother also told her he has some of his men posted around town. I had Pope, Slade and Ricky go look around town, they should be back soon.”

“If I hadn’t got myself in this state, I could be out there
helpin’ them,” I frown, guilt etching its way to my brain. I haven’t been a good brother lately.