Inferno Demon Riders MC: My Five Obsessed Bullies (by Kj) novel Chapter 26

Chapter 26 Surprise Party

Chapter 26: Surprise Party

Evander/Havoc’s P.O.V.

Can’t fu.cking believe I agreed to all this sh.it. I only did because I knew C.G. wouldn’t stop. Besides, I doubt that Blythe is innocent. She can’t be. Because that would mean I’ve fu.cked up beyond repair.

It’s not going to happen anyway. I knew that Bly was always lying back then. Ev was my twin. I knew her better than anyone. She had never acted out before. Neither had Bly, but I still knew it was her. I saw all the pranks Bly would pull on my twin. Why would Ev do all of that to herself? Especially when she could have had

such an awesome stepsister? It just didn’t make sense.

Blythe was just jealous that we had started hanging out with Alex and Ev more. Our attention wasn’t solely on her anymore. The guys did it for me back then. To help me get over Bly, because how could I be in love

with my fucking stepsister? How fu.cked is that? Blythe would think I was disgusting if she knew.

At least I think she would… I don’t even know anymore. Everything fell apart for me that one night. The last

night before her dad picked her up.

Before our parents dropped the bomb that they were hooking up, Bly and I were close. I was closer to her

than I had ever been to anybody in my life. I was a lot like C.G. and Dragon back then. Always finding ways to

sneak up on Bly or get us alone. Always pushing boundaries…

I almost stole her first kiss when we were 12, but I chickened out. I was always all over her though. Cuddling

up next to her, holding her hand, keeping her as close to me as possible. Like a love–sick fool. Like the rest of

my closest friends.

I knew that I was part of the reason that Bly was acting out. I was pulling away, being a real jerk, and she

didn’t understand why. I thought she’d get it. I thought I was obvious in my feelings about her, but I could tell that mè pulling away confused and hurt her.

Did she really expect us to stay close like that after becoming step–siblings?

I thought that Blythe would get over it though. Move on with one of the other guys. There were five of us pinning after her, after all. I doubted I mattered that much.

But she didn’t stop. Her pranks got worse. Her attitude got worse. Everything got worse. And the last night at

home before she went to live with Daniel was the worst of it all.

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Flashback: age, 16~

“Y–you guys threw me a… going a–away party?” Blythe asked as she looked around.

Angela and Tusk beamed at her just like the rest of us

“We wanted to make your last day special…” Angela said softly, trying to smile through her tears. “Plus, tomorrow is your birthday.”

Blythe’s electric blue eyes glossed over with tears. She smiled though, so it must be a good thing. She’s such

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a damn crybaby, and I’m going to fu.cking miss her so much.

I know I’ve been sh.it to her the last two years, but man, I still love her. I still live for that beautiful smile and those fu.cking dimples. Damn, I’m going to miss seeing those dimples.

Regret knotted my gut as I thought about all I missed out on with her over the last couple of years. I could have been nice to her and just… kept a distance. A small distance. I just… I’m not sure that I could do that. I’ve been in love with the girl all my life for fu.ck’s sake. I had no choice but to push her away.

But now I feel sick over it. Sick over the fact that I might not see her again. Even if she did promise to come back the day she turns 18. Two years. Two whole years without her.

I need a drink.

The night was going great. At least, I thought it was. I’d been drinking, but I think everyone was having a great time. Well, that was until Bly tried to pull some of her cr.ap again.

“I can’t believe you’re doing this on a night that was meant to celebrate you,” Angela scolded Blythe, who was seconds away from bursting into tears. “The whole night is about you already, Bly, how much more attention

do you need?”

“B–but 1-”

“I–it’s my fault, Angie, Ev said, stepping up with tears in her eyes. “I shouldn’t have tripped and spilled my

drink of Blythe’s new dress you guys got her for tonight.” Correction, I got it for her. Me. I picked it out.

Because I love it when Blythe wears red. The same red that’s in our club’s logo. A red that makes Bly look

entirely too grown up. A red that draws me in like a bull to a target. “It’s a good thing it’s just a silly sundress

though, right? I mean, it’s not that fancy, and it looks a little… too grown–up for you. But I am so sorry. I didn’t

think you’d push me to the ground because of it. It was just an accident.”

Silly sundress? Why did I not like the way my twin said that? She sounded nice, sincere even, but… that dress

isn’t silly. Or too grown. It is a simple sundress, but it does show off a little more cleavage than Bly usually

does. I fucking love it though.

“But I didn’t-”

“Blythe, just got to your room,” Angela cut her off. “You’ve made a scene already, most of your friends are

enjoying their night, and it’s getting late. Just go to bed and let everyone else enjoy the night at least.”

“But I… Blythe trailed off as tears streamed down her face.

“I’m very disappointed in you, Blythe. I thought we were going to have a good last night together… but you couldn’t even give me that.” Angela said sadly before turning and leaving the house to go back to the party.

Tusk was right behind her, trying to comfort her. Ev pouted at me before turning and going back to the party

as well.

I turned to Blythe, who was just standing there, crying. I took the flask from my pocket and chugged. I was already drunk, but not drunk enough because all I wanted to do was comfort her. I want to pull her into my arms and whisper that everything will be alright. And then kiss her until her lips turn ruby–red. But she was the one who acted out for no reason. She didn’t need to push Ev just because she accidentally ruined the most gorgeous dress I’ve ever had the pleasure of seeing cling to Bly’s body.

“You did this-*

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Before I could even finish, Blythe turned around and ran to her room. I frowned and chugged the rest of my flask. After a few minutes, I walked back to Blythe’s room to check on her. I didn’t bother knocking and just walked right in.

I hated how bare it looked. She was only taking her clothes and a few other things, but it felt bare. Like the house knew she was leaving too.

Bly was sniffling and crying as she moved around her room, packing some last–minute things.

“You aren’t packed yet?” I asked.

“I was going to finish today,” she muttered. “Didn’t expect a party.”

“You sound disappointed, I commented.

“I don’t mean to be,” she mumbled sadly.

I scoffed as I walked into her room, stopping only a few feet from her. She was throwing things into a box that was on her bed. She wouldn’t look at me. My eyes moved down to the dark stain on the front of her new dress.

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