Tank's Pearl (Devil's Iron MC #1)

by G. M. Scherbert

  Pearl’s gaze roams around the interior of the garage as we make our way to the door. “I will leave you alone with her and be right outside the door. I have some…”

  “No, please, Markus, don’t leave me,” she cries out at me with tears welling in her big brown eyes and laces her fingers through mine.

  My heart breaks for her as she pleads with me. “OK, OK, Pearl, I will stay with you. Trip, I need you to get Gun over here and tell him to hurry the fuck up.”

  As we enter the house I see Doc’s jaw hit the floor as he takes in the situation with the nurse behind him. Assessing the situation quickly she gets the needed instruments ready and motions for me to put Pearl down on top of the sheets she has laid out over the kitchen table.

  “Doc, Trip, give us a few minutes.”

  As I lay Pearl down as gently as I can, the sheet that I had her wrapped in falls away exposing the bruised and battered woman underneath. I hear a gasp and turn around quickly to see that both Doc and Trip have turned around at the doorway to see the extent of the damage done to her.

  “Brothers, get out. NOW!” I yell out harsh enough to startle Pearl. So, I rub her head gently and soothingly say, “It’s OK, sweetling, I got you from now on. I won’t let anything like this ever happen to you again.” Whispering into her ear I add, “And I will track that mother fucker down who did this to you and make him pay with his life for this.”

  As the nurse starts her exam, it takes only a few minutes of her poking and prodding before Pearl throws up all over me. She is so upset by that she is now just jerking and sobbing uncontrollably. I ask the nurse if there is anything that she can give her to make her pass out so that she isn’t in all this pain, and she quickly gives Pearl a sedative and she calms down and passes out quickly.

  The nurse looks up at me questionably. “I need to do an exam to check for trauma to her vagina. If you would please step out of the room…”

  I cut her off. “No- I am not leaving the fucking room. I gave her my word that I would stay with her, and there is no fucking way in hell I am going to go back on that now after this shit has happened to her.”

  Adjusting Pearl’s head so that it is on a pillow, I continue to stroke her hair as the nurse pokes and prods at her. The exam takes about twenty minutes, all of which I spend rubbing and stroking at Pearl’s hair and face.

  The nurse is wrapping up as she starts talking. “OK, I stitched up what needed to be and also cleaned up all the other cuts. The bruising will get much worse before it gets better. She will be sore for the next few days so I have left some drugs to help with that. She should not work, do any heavy lifting, or do anything to complicate the stitches healing. She should talk to someone about the rape, and I can get you some names, if you would like? Lastly, I have the morning after pill which will protect against any pregnancy that might have occurred from the rape this evening. I will leave a pregnancy test, and she should take it before the pill just in case she was pregnant before tonight.”

  “OK, I will let her know when she wakes up. Thanks again, Nurse,” I say as I shake her hand and call Doc in to escort her out.

  Nurse turns to me as Doc enters the room. “Blaze, I am not sure what the hell happened to that woman, but whoever did that deserves to die a slow painful death as far as I am concerned. They really beat the fuck outta her and ripped her up pretty bad. I took samples, and if you need them for the cops or if you need me to get rid of them let me know either way. I will keep them under lock and key until I hear from you.”

  After taking off my vomit soaked shirt I lean down, picking Pearl up as gently as I can and carry her to the closest bedroom, MINE! Placing her on the bed as easy as I can. I slowly turn away from Pearl and clench my fists at the sight of the bruises now marring her entire body. I go to the dresser and pull out a t-shirt and pair of boxers to put on her. Thankfully she is still knocked out from the sedative, but I work fast getting her clean and dress her in my clothes.

  I look down to this woman again and wonder what the hell her last few hours were like. As I think more about it I am filled with so much anger I have to turn away again because the red I see is not anything she should ever see. A sound and slight movement behind me draws my attention back towards Pearl. It’s then that I notice Trip and Gun in the doorway, and I make my way over to them.

  “Gun, I’m gonna need you to get in touch with Polack again or go back to the Knights’ clubhouse and talk with Clutch. Seeing that Tank took off, we will need you to look into whatever happened with Pearl. She is part of this club, and we will stand by her no matter what we find out.”

  “No problem, Blaze. What the fuck happened to Pearl, anyway, and who the fuck did it? Where the fuck is Tank, anyway? Why isn’t he here taking care of his old lady?”

  “She was not his old lady yet. Thankfully, with the way it looks like he just walked out on her or maybe even was the reason that this happened.”

  “Who did this to her, Prez? Are you saying that Tank did this to her?” Doc echoes Guns earlier question, and Gun stops at the door to hear my answer.

  “I’m not sure, and even if I was, it is not my laundry to air. However, it looks like it could have been Tank. I ran into him in the hallway and he was saying he couldn’t believe what he did and a bunch of other shit. I want to see if Clutch has any video that could help. Gun, that is where you come in. I know he is probably messed up from this party, but we could use that video ASAP to figure out what happen to Pearl.”

  “I’m on it, Prez, I will run back over there now to talk to Clutch. Do you really think that Tank could have done this to her, Blaze? I don’t think that he has this kind of fucked up shit in him. We all thought that he had really fallen hard for her. Fuck he was planning on claiming her and shit. FUCK! Let me know if she needs anything OK?”

  “Yeah I don’t know if he did this, that’s why we need any video we can get, Gun. I will let you know when and if she needs anything,” I say as he is turning around making his way towards the front door of the house.

  All the noise must have woken her up because Pearl is starting to shift around on the bed when suddenly she sits up with a bolt and a scream piercing my soul. Wincing as soon as she does so, forgetting that her body is now covered in a plethora of bruises, cuts, stitches, and bandages.

  “Shhh, Pearl,” I try to soothe her as I walk towards her. Reaching the side of the bed, I sit next to her trying not to shift the bed causing her more pain. She reaches out for my hand wrapping my arm around her as she snuggles into my side only wincing for a moment at the pain she is causing herself.

  As she looks up at me with those wide brown eyes that are barely visible through her swollen lids she rasps out, “Markus.” I have to look away to stop her from seeing the hurt and pain that is in my eyes. I tuck her head under my chin and sit there with her as she quiets down.

  I coo in her ear, “Hush, just rest, Pearl. When you are comfortable, we will talk. The nurse has left some medicine and directions for you when you are ready and we will deal with it together after you get some more rest, sweetling.”

  Chapter 32- Pearl

  Waking as the sun comes streaming into the room, I am quickly reminded that this is not my room, and I do not know this room. Hitting me like a brick, the thought of what happened the night before comes to me. I can barely open my eyes as I try to look around this room and figure out where I am. My body is sore, and my head is pounding, but nothing can stop the thoughts that are now flooding in.

  I remember seeing him with Layla and running away from him then everything gets really fuzzy. I remember seeing his green eyes, then seeing him turn and walk away but why did he leave? As I sit up and try to remember I feel a sharp pain zing through my crotch. More memories come flooding back to me, and I cry out.

  Markus is next to me within a second cooing in my ear, “Shhh. Hush, sweetling, It’s all right; you are safe. I am here. I will take care of you. I will never let anything like this happen to you again. Hush.”

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bsp; “Markus, I have to check on the girls… they are…”

  “Stop, sweetling, I already talked to Madge. She called to let you know about the girls early this morning, and I think to check up on you too. I answered the phone just in case. I told her that you would be returning later than you thought. Your car is here and the keys are downstairs, so you are free to go whenever you like. Madge said the girls were fine and that she was going to take the girls to the park and then to a movie. I didn’t tell her anything about what happened because I am not even sure what happened, sweetling.” He looks me over from head to toe before continuing. “After you take these pills we have to talk, yes?” he says slowly turning my head to his looking directly into my eyes.

  “OK Bla“

  “No, Pearl, please. Call me Markus.”

  “OK. Markus, I will go to the bathroom, take these pills, and then we can talk. I am not sure how much I remember, but I will try to tell you as much as I can.” Getting up on unsteady feet I grab the bedside table to stop myself from falling. As I look over to the table I have just grabbed I see three pills and a pregnancy test.

  “What’s that for?” I say pointing towards the pregnancy test and pills that are laid out on the bed side table.

  “The nurse said that if there is any chance you could be pregnant it would be from before tonight’s rape. So, she left the pregnancy test, and then if it comes up negative, she left the morning after pill, if you wanted to take it. The other pills are pain killers.”

  “Yeah, that makes sense.” shrugging and shaking my head, I tell him “I’ll be right back.” Sliding out of bed and walking towards the door I turn back to Markus, quickly realizing that I have no idea where anything it is that I am going.

  Smiling at me, he answers before I even ask the question. “The bathroom is the second door on the left sweetling.” I swing the door shut as I make my way into the hall to find this bathroom.

  Locking the door behind me I sit down on the toilet and unwrap the test. Pregnancy tests are nothing new to me so I do what I need to do and get up to wash my hands. Raising my head to look for a towel I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and I let out a small gasp as I see myself. My face has bruises criss-crossing it from one side to the other.

  I slowly pull the t-shirt up and over my head. When I look back to the mirror I see marks marring my stomach, bite marks on my breasts, bruises going down both of my arms, rope burns on both wrists, finger marks on my throat, and a small bandage peeking out from under the boxer shorts I have on. As I pull them down slightly peeling the bandage off I see a cut with six stitches in it on my lower abdomen near my left hip bone. Feeling at a loss for words and unable to continue this perusal, I sink to the floor and wail.

  Getting lost in thoughts of last night and the tears that are unrelenting I all but forget what I was in the bathroom for. Then I hear heavy footsteps coming down the hall and a heavy knock on the door.

  “Are you okay, sweetling? Do you need something? Are you in pain? Can I help? Pearl?”

  Reaching up, I unlock the door and Markus rushes in. Grabbing a towel off of the shower after he sees my disrobed state, he wraps it around my shoulders and helps me to sit down on the closed toilet lid. I dismiss him from the room reassuring him that I am OK. As he leaves the bathroom, closing the door behind himself after our eyes caught on each other. I reach towards the sink for the pregnancy test with unsteady hands before glancing down at the test in my hands I take a deep calming breath.

  Two pink lines…

  FUCK!

  I have to get out of here and get home to figure this shit out. I quickly get back to the bedroom after grabbing all of the shit outta the bathroom. I dress in a pair of sweats and a big t-shirt that I find in a dresser that smell of Blaze; I am not sure where Markus is, but I don’t think that he will be to keen on my leaving.

  As I walk to the stairs that I passed on the way to the bathroom, I can hear his voice coming from another room on the top floor of the house. His voice is very agitated and he is talking about Tank not being able to be found. I quietly go down the steps toward the bottom floor and find the kitchen. The keys for my SUV are lying on the table, and I grab them quickly before making my way out the door.

  Keep your eyes out for the next installment in the Devil’s Iron MC series. Pearl’s story will continue on Amazon in early 2016, her journey has barely begun.

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