Inferno Demon Riders MC: My Five Obsessed Bullies (by Kj) novel Chapter 51

Chapter 51: Memories of Better Times

Blythe’s P.O.V.

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I thought about Karma’s warning while we walked through the halls of the clubhouse. And yes, I’m taking it as a warning. It felt like a warning to me.

I can’t believe I forgot about Ozias. In my defense, I never really forget any of them, but… I try to push it out. With Ozias not being here… Well, I guess I didn’t think about adding him to this… weirdness. But I guess Karma and CG have been saying the five of them. I probably knew, but hoped I’d be long gone by

then.

I have mixed feelings about Ozias honestly. I mean, he was never mean to me, never turned on me like the others did. Or maybe he did… Maybe that’s why he never wrote or reached out. The would

guys

sometimes ask me why I didn’t respond to his friend requests, but I never got any. I never got anything

from him. I just got ignored. Forgotten.

I can’t fault Ozias for that either. We were kids when he moved away. He not only probably started a whole new life, but he was competing and training a lot. He probably had a busy life. No time for me.

Which makes me wonder why he’s not here. I hope he’s still competing. I hope he went pro. That was his dream. He always used to tell me all about how he expected his life to go. Like he had it all mapped out already. And we were just kids…

~ Flashback: Age, 13 ~

“What are you doing?”

I nearly jumped out of my skin at the sound of someone’s voice. I turned my head just as Ozias plopped down beside me. I looked around, half–expecting our friends to be with him. They weren’t, and Ozias made

himself comfortable on my blanket.

“Didn’t mean to scare you, Sweets,” he said, clearly amused that he had.

I rolled my eyes at him.

“What are you doing out here?” I asked him. “How did you find me?”

“Oh, Sweets, I always know where you are,” he replied, smirking at me.

“Did you put a tracker–chip in my shoulder when I was asleep or something?” I asked flatly.

Ozias let out a burst of laughter.

“No, baby, it’s because we’re soulmates,” he said. “My soul always finds yours.”

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I blushed and looked away from him. He can’t mean that. Not that it’ll matter after tonight.

“I hate that you’re so sad,” he said softly.

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I looked out at the water. This is my favorite spot. It’s pretty much right beside the clubhouse, just not within the gated area. No one ever comes around anyway, thankfully. It’s a small pond with overgrown grass all around it. I love laying a blanket out on the side that’s closest to the forest, and just enjoying the scenery. The clubhouse is close enough that I feel safe, but far enough to feel peaceful.

Unfortunately, today, this place was meant to be my little safe–haven. Everyone was celebrating Ozias and his family moving. I know they mean well, and apparently this is a great opportunity for Ozias, but… I’m

going to miss him so much.

“Baby girl,” Ozias whined.

I looked at him to see him pouting at him, giving me that stupid puppy–dog face that I was going to miss terribly. His black hair that he’d just started to grow out in that 90s boyish way, those hypnotizing silver

eyes, his smooth olive skin, all those sharp, Greek features of his.

“I feel like this is the end,” I whispered, pulling my knees up and hugging myself as my tears began to fall.

“No, no, it’s not,” he argued. He sighed and scooped me up, pulling me into his arms like I was a doll. “Peaches, I will never ever let anything end us. This is just temporary. I’m going to write you letters like a love–sick fool every single day. The guys are gonna get you a phone, so we can text and call. You can follow me on social media, be my biggest cheerleader from home. It’ll all turn out okay, I promise.”

“Y–you can’t promise that,” I blubbered. “Things change… W–what if you meet other people you like more? Y–you might forget all a–about me.”

Ozias smoothed my hair out of my face. He kissed the top of my head and then grabbed my face between his hands. He looked deep into my eyes, practically begging me to believe his next words.

“Sweets, there is no way in hell that I could ever forget about you,” he told me. “Nothing in this world could ever overshadow you. You are my brightest light. Always.” I gave him a small smile as I grabbed his wrists and dragged my thumbs across his skin. “Besides, we have a future together, remember?” He asked,

teasing me.

I rolled my eyes and sniffled.

“You aren’t serious,” I said.

“Oh, I am completely serious,” Ozias argued. “First, I’ll be back by the time I’m 18. I know it’s a while, but you have the guys to help you through it. After I come back, you and I are finally going to seal the deal. I’m talking dating, marriage, the dream house, pets, kids-”

“K–k–kids?” I sputtered out. That was something new he added. He always talked about marriage and living together, but everything else…

“Yeah, Peaches,” he replied, giving me that charming look again. “I’m going to date you, show you how

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being cherished really feels by then… We’ll be older. We’ll have needs, and baby girl, I plan to fulfill every last one of yours.” I blushed at that for some reason. “I can’t wait to find out if you really do taste sweet… like peaches,” he murmured, staring at my lips.

“Ozias…” I whispered.

He shook his head and brought his eyes back to mine with that silly smile of his.

“Right, first, you’ll travel with me while I start my first years as a pro,” he told me. “It’ll be so much fun. We’ll see the world together. Maybe we can even convince the guys to come to a few of my matches. But we’ll always come back here. This will always be home.”

“Okay, but you’re paying for everything, Mr. Pro Fighter,” I teased him.

Ozias chuckled as he wrapped his arms around me.

“Of course, of course,” he replied. “What’s mine is yours, babe.”

I leaned my head back against his shoulder and looked out at the pond.

“You promise our house will be here?” I asked him.

“Yeah,” Ozias replied. “I’m going to buy this land and extend the gates. We’ll build your dream house right

here. Victorian–style like in Charmed, right?”

I giggled.

“Yeah, with a big wrap–around porch so there’s plenty of space for everyone,” I said.

“Everyone?” he asked.

“Yeah, like our friends, other ol‘ ladies, everyone’s kids,” I answered. “I want our home to feel like a safe place, like a place anyone can run to when they need a breather, or to forget about their bad day, or just to

hide from life for a while. Kinda like what we do.”

“You want that for our club?” he asked, sounding slightly shocked.

I turned my head to look up at him.

“Of course I do,” I said. “I love the club. Everyone that I’ve met so far is so nice.”

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