Pearl's Blaze

by G. M. Scherbert

  As Doc looks around the room he slowly adds, “Tank you will never know the pain and hurt you have caused by this childish fucking act you so callously let happen. The life you have had previously here is definitely about to change. You let what you thought was happening affect your brothers, which is the biggest fucking mistake you can make in this life. We are here for each other and when you turned and fucking ran away with your tail between your fucking legs, it is not something that will ever be forgiven or forgotten.”

  Looking around the room, I nod towards Quake and he begins. “Brothers, he did leave without a word, which is something that a beat down would do nicely as a reminder about the way this brotherhood deals with people who cannot follow our rules. He needs to be reminded that we live by a code and if that code is not followed then there are penalties that need to be paid.” Looking to me he continues, “Let’s also remember that at the time that this all occurred Pearl wasn’t claimed by Tank as his old lady. Was it going to happen, yes, but it had not happened yet. She was nothing more than a piece of ass-”

  “Dad, shut the fuck up. That is not the truth and you know it as well as everyone else in this fucking room. Pearl was mine, and I will not sit here and listen to you bad mouth and talk trash about her, no matter what the outcome for me is.”

  Tank continues, “I understand that the outcome of this meeting will end in something not pleasing for me, but I need to get a few things out there before a vote comes down. I know that leaving without a word is something punishable and I will take that punishment without batting an eye. I never should have left without talking to someone about where I was going, when I would be returning, and let alone leaving my work to be pushed off onto others.”

  Running his hands through his hair and dropping his head down slightly he goes on, “Pearl, is another story entirely. I wrongly thought that she was there having consensual sex with those men as a way to get back at me. I should have used my fucking brain instead of letting my jealousy get the best of me. I will have to live with the regret of leaving her to those fucking men that night, to be brutalized and raped. That is something that has not left my mind since my father told me the truth. Knowing that I am the reason that Pearl was raped and tortured is something between her and I and will be dealt with shortly.”

  Growling at those words, I slowly stand and look towards Tank placing my fists down flat on the table. “No, you will not be seeing her to address that night with her, Tank, ever. She is not yours and you will not be allowed to be that close to her again. She still has nightmares reliving that night and it will not help her to talk with you about what has happened. That is what her psychologist is for.”

  “Blaze, I understand that you were there to pick up the pieces and protect her after I left her alone and hurting, but she needs to deal with the situation and the fact that I am back. I am not sure why she has been coming here to the clubhouse, or why she has had protection twenty-four hours a day since I have been gone, seeing that she was not club property. Now that I am back, that protection can be stopped because she will soon be under my supervision again.”

  “No, she will not Tank, and stop fucking talking about her. If you are done with your ramblings, it’s time to take the vote.”

  “Yea or Nay on the question brothers, and the vote needs to be majority to pass.” As I look around the table I start with the first question, “For his transgressions against the Devil’s Iron should Tank still be a part of this MC?”As I go around the table ten out of the twelve brothers say yea.

  “Due to these transgressions should Tank still hold the VP spot within the Devil’s Iron MC?” As I go around the table I hear only four yeas to this question. Knowing that his VP patch is getting pulled makes a smile come to my face.

  As I ask the next question, I think of Pearl, “Is the taking of his VP patch a sufficient enough punishment to pay for his transgressions against both this club and Pearl?” Nays are heard from ten brothers, so I ask one last question.

  “Would a group beating along with pulling the VP patch be adequate payback from Tank in respect to those transgressions?” Again ten of the brothers agree and the decision is made.

  “Tank, take the VP patch off your cut and lay it on the table. You are still a member of the Devil’s Iron, but you are no longer its VP. You have shown yourself to be untrustworthy, especially when following the rules of the brotherhood.”

  Looking around to the brothers “We will go over to the shop to finish up the rest of his sentence.” Leaving the room we walk out to the shop and slowly circle around Tank as he enters. Stepping forward I am first to connect my fist to his fucking face. I land a few more shots to his abdomen before stepping back and letting each brother in turn take what he is owed.

  Chapter 36 – Tank

  After hearing Blaze stand up for Pearl so quickly, I am wondering more and more about what the fuck has been going on since I was away. Especially when he mentioned her nightmares, how the fuck does he know if she has nightmares. I know that my father wanted to talk to me about something, but I just ignored his repeated attempts.

  While the brothers are voting I am happy to know that I still have a place here with the MC, seeing that it is a second family to me. I am shocked however, that they have voted to take my VP patch away. This is the first time that anyone has ever had that happen to them, as far as I know.

  This beating, however, is not a surprise, it is something that I have been expecting and anticipating since the day I left. As we walk into the shop I am surrounded by the men I call brothers. Starting with Prez and going one by one I am treated to some fucking fists of fury. After the last man has gone, even my father got in a few good shots, I fall to the ground for the third time and stay there for a while having a hard time breathing through what I am sure is a few broken ribs and maybe even a punctured lung.

  I am suddenly helped up by my dad and Bull, taken over to a table and handed a beer. After a few swallows, Blaze walks up to me and speaks in a very low tone, “Heal up Tank, and in a few days we will talk.” Turning abruptly after finishing he quickly leaves the shop and heads back towards the clubhouse.

  It is only then that I notice that the club pussy has started to roll in for the evening. There are girls outside in clothes much too skimpy for the weather, and not a fucking one of them does anything for me. Quake quickly points to the whores, “Son, you should go grab one of them, they might be able to help the bruises hurt less.”

  “No, dad, there is only one woman that I want and it seems that she is off limits, for some reason. We need to talk about that Dad. Give me a few days to heal before we discuss what has been going on with Pearl and the brothers while I have been away.”

  “Ok son, I think that is probably a good idea. Give yourself a few days to heal up and we can talk.” Walking away he makes his way inside the clubhouse.

  My mind again wanders to Pearl. What is it about her? I still have yet to see her and I cannot stop my mind from thinking of her. What the fuck did Blaze think he was doing by saying that I cannot see her? She is mine, or will be again soon.

  Chapter 37 – Pearl

  The girls are none the worse for the wear after Layla and the Knight fucks took them Sunday night. They were sleeping for the majority of the time and when they did wake up, they didn’t see enough to make them think anything was wrong. Thank the fucking stars.

  Getting done with these last few days of school before Spring Break has been hell for me. The students were acting crazy and we were all just ready to be done. Having Markus with me each night this week has helped, until the dreams have woken me up. Lying to him when he is questioning what I have been dreaming of is not getting any easier. It’s not that I want to hide anything from him, it is more that I can’t admit to myself what I am thinking and dreaming about, Tank. Knowing that Thursday night is the only night I will be alone for a week has me wanting to get all the thoughts I have of him out of my mind.

  Iris, Rose, and I spend a quiet
night at home on Thursday night watching movies and packing for our trip. The girls are very excited to be going down to Chicago and to be able to hang out with Markus. He has promised that they will go to the museum and the aquarium while we are there. They are so excited that they actually asked to go to bed early.

  As I am tucking them into bed at 7:30pm I walk back to the living room cuddling up on the couch with a blanket and quickly fall asleep even before I am able to change the channel on the TV. Waking up a few short hours later, again thinking of Tank, has me questioning yet again what I have gotten myself into with Markus. Especially seeing that Tank is back, and I have a feeling he won’t give up if he has set his mind to talking with me.

  I sit up and rub my bump again. Checking my phone, I see that I have missed a call from Markus and also two text messages, one from Markus that asks me to call him, which is similar to the other message that I have received from Tank.

  Does he know? Has someone told him yet that I am pregnant? Has Markus talked to him about it? So many questions run through my mind that I am kept up for three hours with them.

  By the time I finally fall back to sleep it is pushing 5 am and I know the girls will be up shortly. At close to 7am I am awakened by Iris shaking me on the couch and can also hear Rose from her room. They are ready to get this day on the road and who am I to fight with them about it.

  After a fast breakfast, we finish packing up the SUV and get on the road just shy of 8am. The girls are chatting with each other and singing songs during the whole trip to Chicago. We reach Markus’s house around 9:30 and he is out the front door before I have put the truck in park.

  As he reaches us, he helps get the girls out of the vehicle before going into the back and getting out our bags to carry into the house. He quickly stops what he is doing and steps up to me. Wrapping his arms around me he leans down and kisses me desperately. “Oh, Sweetling, how I have missed you, we have only been apart one night and I can’t stand it. We need to talk about you and the girls moving down here with me. I want you to be with me always.”

  Running his hands down to cup my ass checks he kisses me again and then goes back to getting the bags together to bring them into the house. The girls have already made their way into the house and are watching TV in the living room as we walk in.

  “Pearl, let’s take the girls to the aquarium and then after lunch while they are napping we need to talk. Some stuff happened that we need to discuss regarding Tank.” As soon as he mentions Tank I freeze and he notices instantly. He knows that I have been troubled lately and now has probably just figured out that Tank has something to do with the restless sleep that I have been getting.

  “Do we have to Markus? I would much rather we spend some time alone together instead.” Knowing that I should not be trying to dissuade him if his mind is set on us talking, but it is just something that I would not like to do.

  “Sweetling, stop. I know that you have been upset lately. I also know that your dreams have been haunted by him. We will talk as soon as the girls go to bed and we will come up with a solution.”

  Stepping towards me he starts raising his hand to my face and I notice the knuckles on his hand.

  Reaching out I gently touch the knuckles and ask, “What happen Markus? Were you in a fight? Are there bruises anywhere else? Why didn’t you tell me? The only thing that I thought you had to do in the day we were apart was Church. Did something happen?”

  “Lord Pearl. Stop with the hundred and one questions. I am fine, there are no bruises anywhere else, it was a rather one sided fight.” Smiling he goes on, “it is what we need to talk about when the girls go to bed, so calm down take a deep breath and just relax. We will talk about it soon enough.”

  Markus giving me the brush off until later is not something that sits well with me, but looking towards the girls who are watching TV, I understand why he wants to wait. I make my way over to the TV and explain to the girls that we will be heading out to the aquarium and then I will make lunch before it is nap time. The girls seem rather excited up until the mention of nap time.

  Chapter 38 - Blaze

  We get the girls, stroller, and supplies packed up into the truck and start heading over to the aquarium. As we are driving I reach out to Pearl and grab her hand bringing it across the truck to rest in my lap. She has been so quiet and distant since the day the girls were taken. “I know it has to be a fucking shock to have your children taken from you, but they seem none the worse for wear and nothing that happened that night is something that they seem to remember, Pearl.”

  Pulling up to the small parking lot in between the museum and the aquarium we quickly get the girls out of the truck and start walking. Pearl quickly stops me, reaches for the keys in my hand, and returns to the truck to get the stroller out of the back.

  “I am getting too far gone with this pregnancy to carry the girls around the aquarium when they get tired, we need to bring the stroller along. They are going to want to be carried two minutes into this and that just makes for too long of a day, Markus.”

  “Pearl, I can carry the girls if they get tired, but if you want to bring the stroller that is fine. Then we have somewhere to put our coats and this diaper bag.” I say shrugging at the pink bag that is slung over my shoulder, contrasting about as much as it can from the leather cut that it is laying on.

  We make it through the aquarium in a little over three hours. The girls really enjoyed seeing some of the different kinds of fish and sea life that was to be had. They also enjoyed having a few snacks as we walked around. As we are heading back to my house the girls quickly quiet down and I assume they are asleep before we are even halfway home.

  Pulling into the garage I get out of the truck and head to the back door of the truck and take Rose out. She shuffles around a bit but stays asleep and I carry her up to her bed and tuck her in gently. As I turn around to go get Iris I almost bump into Pearl who is in the doorway with her in her arms.

  “Pearl, I was coming right back to get her. You are getting too far along with my babe to be doing all that, especially when I am here to help you. Here give her to me and I will get her tucked into bed.” Taking her softly from her mother, I walk over to her bed and place her in it, tucking the covers up and around her.

  Grabbing Pearl’s hand, I guide her out of the bedroom and shut the door behind us. Slowly walking towards the playroom I begin to talk, “Now, let’s go and have that talk, Sweetling. You have been holding back from me and as I have told you that is not something that is acceptable. You are mine in all ways, you wear my collar, you are my ol’ lady, you have even agreed to be my wife, so you will not hold things back from me, not matter what they are and how you think I might feel about them. Do you understand?”

  “Yes, Markus I understand.” Shifting nervously from one foot to the other she goes on, “it’s just that I am not sure what is going on and I am not sure how to talk to you about it.”

  “Start by being honest and telling me what you have been dreaming and waking up scared and nervous about the last few nights. The girls are safe and no worse for the adventure they had on Sunday night, thankfully. So, I don’t think that it has anything to do with that.” Grabbing her hand I slowly pull her down onto the bed sitting next to me. “However at the slightest mention of Tank’s name, you freeze up and shrink away from me. I do not like it Pearl and it is not acceptable for you to do that.”

  Moving her face so that she is looking directly into my eyes, I continue, “He is the reason for your recent trouble sleeping I take it, Sweetling?”

  As I am staring into her brown eyes I notice a slight nod to her head and say. “Did something else happen after you talked with him on the phone that night?

  Shaking her head from side to side, I ask, “Are you having memories of the night of the attack again?”

  Again shaking her head from side to side I go on, “Do you think that you should be talking to the psychologist again or more than that?”

  Shrugging h
er shoulders, the smile that is on my face slowly fades away when I say, “What the fuck is it then, Pearl? You said that you are thinking of him again, even dreaming of him. Wait!” grabbing her chin and lifting her head even higher, “What kind of dreams have you been having about him, Pet?”

  Instantly dropping her eyes from my gaze I let go of her chin and quickly stand from the bed. Raising my voice while lowering myself towards her, I again question her, “What kind of fucking dreams have you been having about him, Pet. Tell me, now!”

  “I don’t know what to say, Markus.” Trying unsuccessfully to move away from me, she goes on, “They have been, um, caring dreams, um, loving dreams, um, sexual dreams in nature, I guess.”

  “What the fuck, Pet. You are mine in every way and you still think of another man when you sleep? A man that left you, left you to be brutalized and to be raped, then left you to deal with the aftermath on your own. Are you fucking kidding me? How can you be dreaming of that fucking man? I wish I would have done more than strip his VP patch and give him a beating that he won’t soon forget.”

  “What are you saying, Markus. He is the reason that your knuckles are bruised? You and the other brothers beat him up for what? He is not the one who raped me. He is not the one who drugged me.”

  “He fucking left you there Pearl. He was about to fucking claim you and ask for your hand and he fucking left you there with those fuckwits. I will never forgive him for doing that and I will never let you near him again.”

  “He was going to fucking propose to me? How the fuck do you know that? Is that why you fucking proposed to me? Are you two having some weird fucking pissing contest over me? Did you fucking talk to him about the baby, too? Fuck Markus, why haven’t you told me any of this before now?”