Twisted Up In Us (The Treyton Sisters Duet Book 2)
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An hour later, Dray carries Mikayla to us and passes her over to Melissa without even looking in my direction.
“I get you’re still pissed and don’t want to talk with me yet, I get it. But I have next weekend off and I was hoping you’d let me have her for the weekend.”
I look to Melissa and her eyes widen. “Yeah, that um, that would be fine. She’d love that.”
“Good, thanks.” He chews his lip and sighs. “We still need to talk too, and I’m hoping you’ll let me do that.”
I step in. “We’ll work that out, when Melissa wants to talk with you, I’ll keep an eye on Mikayla.”
Dray’s head shoots back, and he looks shocked I would offer that up. He stares at me for a minute and then nods.
“I’ll text.” With that he walks off.
“That was different,” Melissa says.
I agree, but I also feel as if he’s got something up his sleeve. I don’t have a good feeling.
If he is coming for what I see as mine, I’ll be ready. I’m not taking any chances when it comes to my woman or her child.
Chapter 25
Melissa
The last few weeks have been somewhat peaceful. Dray and I still haven’t talked, but I know it’s coming, and it’s coming soon. Caden has even told me I need to chat with him, to co-parent for Mikayla’s sake, and I agree on that. But I’m also scared that talking with Dray will have me back with him again, and I don’t want to hurt Caden if it comes to that, because I also don’t want to give him up.
Dray has Mikayla this weekend and Caden had to do something for the club. So I’m relaxing for once, doing nothing, maybe some reading after I finish putting these dishes away.
A knock on the door has me quickly setting the plate I was drying down and answering the door. I stare in shock. How?
“Stop staring at me, and let me in.”
I glance at the time and see that Dad is supposed to be home soon. I pray he’s early.
“What are you doing here, mom?”
She pushes past me and goes up the stairs to the living room, pacing. “I got out of jail a month ago and found out Hangman wants me dead or alive.” Hearing that doesn’t shock me, not anymore. Things I’ve learned about my dad’s club life doesn’t even faze me now. “It’s been known around that he listens to you, since he didn’t hurt your baby daddy. So you need to tell him to back off me. Please.”
She grabs my arms so tight, I know I’ll have bruising from this. “Why would I save you from him?” She honestly must be nuts to think I’d call off dad from hunting her down.
Her eyes narrow at me. “I gave birth to you, you shit!” she yells. She shoves me, and I fall to the floor. “I could have aborted you the second I knew I was pregnant. But no, I kept you. You should be thanking me. But no, you’re just as worthless and useless as I thought you were.” She sneers.
I get up from the floor, but before I fully stand up, she backhands me across the face.
“You and your sister have been nothing but thorns in my side for years. Fucking ungrateful brats.” She grabs my hair, making me stand up. “You’re gonna call him off me, or I’ll make sure your bastard child never sees you again.” She starts cackling. “What’s funny is that I was always right. Cori became a gold digger, I don’t know what that husband of hers was thinking, tying himself to her forever. And you are worthless. Couldn’t even keep your man.” She tugs harder on my hair.
Fear grips at me and before she lets go of my hair, the front door crashes open. Mom lets me go instantly and she looks scared. I look up and see my dad, Rage, Dirty, and Caden standing at the opening of the living room, guns drawn.
“You okay, kid?” Dad asks.
“Yeah,” I croak out.
“Carson…” Mom starts to say.
“Shut the fuck up, you cunt,” he growls. “Where’s Mikayla?” he asks me.
“She’s at her dad’s.”
He nods. And walks over to mom and grabs her forcefully. “Melissa, please, call him off! Don’t let him kill your mama,” she begs.
She doesn’t stop screaming so dad shuts her up by punching her in the mouth. Holy shit. My eyes go wide. “You shut the fuck up right now, Luanne. Trust me, you’ll need to save the screaming for later.” I start shaking, suddenly terrified. Mom shuts up instantly, tears streaming down her face. “Rage, shoot her up. Otherwise you know she’ll start screaming like a banshee when we walk out of this house. Slammer, get the cage going.”
Caden quickly kisses me. “I’ll be back soon”, he tells me and heads out the door.
Rage comes forward with a needle filled with something, and a minute after he injects her with it, you can tell she’s as high as a kite.
“Get on your phone, kid. Call your sister. Tell her she’ll never have to worry about this bitch again.” He hands mom off to Dirty and they leave. Dad comes to me and kisses my forehead. “She’ll pay,” he vows and walks off.
After everything my mother put Corinne and I through, she deserves what’s coming to her. The years in foster care with the sick fucks that had Cori raped, the times our mother would show up tear us down and make our lives hell just as we were finally becoming better. All of it’s finally over.
Chapter 26
Hangman
We get to the club house quickly and carry this bitch inside. Rage called ahead and had the place emptied out, only members. I throw her on the floor. “The second she comes down from this high, we’ll start,” I tell the room. It’s gonna take a few hours for the heroin to wear off, so we may as well have some fun. “Boys, if you want a piece of her before we start tearing her apart, I suggest getting on it now.” I grin at them and watch as a Dirty, Rage, and a few other members surround her and start tearing her clothes off.
I don’t need to watch, normally I jack off when the men do this, but this bitch has my dick shriveled up. Can’t believe I fucked her. I’m half tempted to cut my dick off because obviously it’s fucked up. I grab a bottle of whiskey and go to my office while the men have their fun with the bitch. And sure enough, Slammer follows me, I knew he was good enough for my kid. Soon enough, I’ll make Luanne pay for what she did to my daughter and her sister.
**
“Hangman, we’re done, and she’s alert, trying to escape, I say it’s time,” Rage tells me, coming into my office.
I nod and get up, following him out of the room. She’s been gagged and is pinned down by Dirty and Slammer. I smile and grab one of the knives that hangs on the wall in the room. She starts shaking her head and tries to move away from the men holding her. Seeing her fear has me grinning bigger. I love this. I walk over to her and make quick work of slicing off her left nipple, she screams, but it’s muffled due to the gag. Instantly I rip the tape off her mouth grabbing a chair and sit in front of her.
“You kept my daughter from me. You hurt her, her sister, the things they went through because of you, were vile. You will be getting tortured by me until your last breath, and bitch, I’ll smile the whole time.”
“Please, don’t do this. I’ll leave, I won’t say anything, I’ll never contact the girls again. Just let me go.”
“Oh, I’ll let you go, after you take your last breath.” With those words she screams, and I carry on, taking my time.
Hours later she’s passed out from the pain, but not yet dead. I’m surprised the bitch lasted this long.
“Grab me the rope, throw it around that beam.” I tell the men, pointing to the beam in the room. Making quick work of what I asked I grab one end, tying it tight around her neck. “Hoist her up the moment she comes back to, then have her hung until she’s dead. I’m gonna get cleaned up now, then head home, Slammer let me have tonight with Melissa.”
His jaw clenches, but he nods and heads towards the back of the clubhouse, where his room is.
I take one last look at Luanne, and since learning of my brother not being dead, and of my daughter I never knew, I finally feel peace.
Chapter 27
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sp; Melissa
It took me a few minutes to move from my spot once everyone left with my mother. Instantly, I ran to find my phone and hit call on Cori’s name.
“’Lo?” she answers sleepily.
“Hey sis, um, sorry for calling so late, but Dad said I needed to.”
Instantly, her voice loses the sleepy sound and she sounds alert, more alert than I do right now. “What’s going on? Is everything okay?”
“Cori? What’s going on?” I hear Blake’s concerned voice ask.
“Well, Mom showed up here,” I tell her.
“What!?” she screeches. “How did she even know where you were? How did she find you?”
“I don’t know, I’m so confused right now, but I don’t think she’ll be bothering us again. Ever.”
“Tell me everything, and Blake, shut the fuck up, I’m on the phone here.” I hear Blake grumble in the background and try not to laugh.
“She showed up, was her normal crazy-assed self, and then Dad and the club were here, taking her away.” I leave out the drugging her up stuff and of course hitting her.
“Well, at least we know now we really won’t ever hear from her again. Does it make me a bad person to say I’m not sorry in the least that your dad probably gutted that bitch for us?”
“If it makes you a bad person, it makes me one also, because honestly, as much as I’m freaked out right now, I feel peace,” I whisper.
“Oh Melly,” she whispers back.
We end up talking for a little while longer, not about Mom stuff, but just life in general, especially since we’ve been so out of touch with each other lately. She doesn’t really say much when I speak about Caden and Dray, she just listens, which is surprising, since she has a big mouth and an opinion about everything. Just having her listen feels great.
I end up having to let her go as her breathing changes, and she mutters, “Oh shit, gotta go, sis. Looks like this baby is coming." She hangs up quickly with the promise of calling me later. I stay sitting on the couch, waiting for Dad. I want to know everything, I want to know how he knew she was here.
It’s just after two in the morning when he comes in and he walks right to me, taking me in his arms and hugging me tightly.
“How did you know she was here?”
“The house is bugged. Cameras everywhere. With my life, I had to have this shit in here. Never know who is gonna come after me. Watching her walk into this house, put her hands on you, say the shit she said, had my blood boiling.” I tear up, holding onto him tightly, my face smooshed into his cut.
“What happened to her?”
“Club business, you don’t need to know. All you need to know is that she’ll never bother you or your sister again.”
I sniffle into his chest, I’m sure his shirt will be covered in snot.
“You’re not worthless, useless. Nothing she said is true,” he assures me. It’s like he knew what I was thinking.
**
I awaken in the morning to Caden’s beard tickling my thighs. “Hey,” I say with a slight yawn. “Whatcha doing?”
“Came over for breakfast.” He grins at me with lust-filled eyes.
Heat blooms on my cheeks. “What about Mikayla?” I ask, knowing that Dray is supposed to be dropping her off this morning.
“I locked the door and your dad said if she shows up while we’re busy he’ll take her out to play for a bit.” He pushes the shirt I slept in up over my stomach. His touch sears my skin as he kisses a path to my navel. “Can’t stop thinking about you,” he whispers.
I moan as he nips at me.
“I wanted to come last night, but Hangman said he wanted to have time with you, just about killed me that I couldn’t be here.”
“Shh, less talking, more fucking.”
Caden chuckles. “As you wish.”
Chapter 28
Slammer
Having Melissa is everything I never knew I wanted, shitty part is, I’m starting to have a heart. Dray is still around and doesn’t look like he’s going anywhere. Can’t fault the fucker, I wouldn’t want to be away from my kid either. I just wish he didn’t still think he had a shot with the woman I love.
I know Melissa still loves him, and it kills me. But I can’t fault her for it. He’s the father of the beautiful little girl they created. What I have to do next will gut me.
“Can we talk?” I ask her, walking into the kitchen, watching her putting some cereal on Mikayla’s highchair.
She frowns. “Everything okay?”
“When you meet up with Dray, I think you should hear him out. Really truly hear him out,” I say, refusing to meet her eyes.
I hear her gasp and can’t help but stare at her. “You’re breaking up with me?”
I grab her roughly, pulling her into me. “Fuck no, I’m not breaking up with you. This kills me, but you need to hear the guy out. As much as this kills me, I know you still have feelings for him, and I’m willing to step aside if he’s who you want.”
Her body starts to shake against me, and I feel her tears wet my shirt.
“I don’t want to be without you, though,” she whispers.
“Then don’t, but the choice needs to be yours. Even if it means I step aside, or you are with both of us.”
She pushes me back slightly. Looking confused. “Both of you? Like a threesome? Cheating scenario? I don’t get it.”
I chuckle slightly, cupping her face. “Nothing like that, no threesomes, no cheating. I meant, until you can figure out who you want, who you truly can’t be without, date both of us.”
She gulps and shakes her head slightly. “Dray would never go for that.”
“Then he loses out automatically. I hate this, fuckin’ hate it beyond anything, but if it means keeping you a while longer, then I’m willing to do anything to make sure that happens.”
“Why are you doing this, Caden?”
“Like I said, I love you and will do anything to see you happy.”
She shakes her head. “I don’t deserve you.”
“It’s me that doesn’t deserve you.” I tell her, kissing her softly. My phone starts going off in my pocket as I start to kiss her deeper. “Shit, that’s the club, I should be back tonight, if you can get a hold of Dray and he agrees to meet up with you, let me know. I’ll come and stay with Mikayla.”
She gives me a small smile as I give her a quick kiss and head out.
Chapter 29
Dray
Hauling my ass into work for the early shift, I dread what’s awaiting me at my desk. Most likely more shit about the Jacks Devils. I keep getting files about them, but so far not one ounce of proof so we can get the bastards off the streets.
Three hours later, it’s finally break time. As I get up to grab some coffee my phone pings with a text. Looking at it, I see it’s from Melissa.
Can we talk? Tonight? - M
I don’t even hesitate in replying as hope flares in my chest. I’m hoping this is a good talk, one that will have us back together, the way we belong.
Yes, 7 work? - D
Ok, just the two of us, Mikayla will stay home with Caden. - M
As much as I don’t want that fucker near Melissa or Mikayla, I'll allow this. I wonder if he knows she’s meeting up with me tonight. Thinking on it, I shoot her another text.
Want me to pick up you? – D
That works, see you later – M
I frown, part of me was thinking she would say no and want to meet up somewhere, which had me hoping she was maybe doing this behind Slammer’s back. Instead the dick is babysitting my kid, while I pick Melissa up.
Now I’m thinking it’s possible that this talk might not be what I’m thinking. I can’t let her be done with me, I just can’t.
**
I pull into Hangman’s driveway and notice the lights on in the house. Before I even get the chance to turn off the engine, the front door opens and Melissa steps out, with Slammer slightly behind her. Fuck, she’s beautiful, her hair blows in the
wind, and she’s wearing ripped jeans that look amazing on her. I bought her those jeans just after she had our daughter, I still remember how perfect her ass looks in them. She zips up her blue Old Navy hoodie, looks at me, gives me a small smile and waves. I’m about to smile back when she turns around and places her lips on his.
I want to get out of this car and pull her away from him. I shouldn’t have offered to pick her up here. I look away, not wanting to see anymore, my teeth clenched. Minutes later, the passenger door opens, and she slides in, smelling of vanilla.
“Hey, thanks for picking me up.”
“Yeah.”
“Um ... how about we go to the beach? This time of night shouldn’t be too crowded, and we can talk.”
“You don’t want to get something to eat?” I ask. I came here right from work, and I’m starving.
“I packed some sandwiches.” It’s then I notice the small basket on her lap.
I give her a nod and back out of the driveway.
Flashback Chapter
Ultrasound Day
Dray
The more pregnant Melissa gets, the more she glows. She’s cranky as fuck, but it doesn’t faze me. I’m used to her moods.
As we grow closer every day, part of me feels guilt, guilt for not telling her about my past, for not being able to let her in on my real job. At the same time, hiding the truth from her, protects her. As for my past, well, that protects both of us. It’s not the type of shit I ever want to bring up again, and since it’s over and done with, it’s not something that ever needs to be out in the open.
I reach over the console and grab her hand, giving it a squeeze. “You doing okay?” I ask her.
“Ugh, no. I have to pee so bad. Why the hell do they make you drink so much water? Especially someone like me, who has an extremely small bladder. Fuuuck, I’m gonna piss my pants.” She complains.