Chapter 84: Helping Hand
Chapter 84: Helping Hand
Blythe’s POV.
435 Bowels
“So, how long have you been back, Sweetpea?” Granny Waya asked me.
My eyes flickered to Psy.cho, and he gave me a nod. To which I frowned, because I was not asking permission. I was just trying to gauge where his ‘emotions were at. Fricking jacka.ss.
“A few weeks,” I answered honestly.
Granny Waya paused the tea she was preparing to shoot Psy.cho a look that spelled trouble.
“Why didn’t I know about this?” she asked him.
“I told everyone to keep it from you,” he admitted.
Granny slammed her fist on the counter, making my eyes go wide.
“You rotten little sh.it,” she muttered. “The hell is wrong with you! I should whack you upside the head for this,
Chayton! I raised you better!”
“You don’t even know why!” he yelled back at her.
“Do not raise your voice in Granny Waya’s house,” I shot out, glaring at him.
Psy.cho turned his head towards me, giving me a hard look. I wasn’t backing down. He said he was ready to face the music. This is him doing that. Or, trying to.
“She don’t even know everything,” he grumbled.
“Okay, well, everything isn’t really that great for you either,” I muttered a reply.
“Maybe I just wanted to protect her from your new attitude,” he shot out.
I scoffed.
“As if I would ever give attitude to Granny,” I replied. “Besides, I only act that way when people deserve it. I was never mean to Coco or Roxy or any of the ol‘ ladies. Or any of the guys that weren’t rude to me.”
“You’re pretty fu.cking mouthy to me all the damn time,” he grumbled.
“Then maybe you should ask yourself what you’re doing to pi.ss me off all the damn time,” I ground out. “Whatever, you crybaby,” he mumbled.
My jaw dropped as I gasped dramatically, way too caught up in this little tiff to care about how childish we’re being. My eyes snapped to Granny as my anger boiled over.
“He dragged me back here against my will and then the club starved me for a week until I passed out and almost died!” I shouted, pointing my finger at Psy.cho accusingly.
Psy.cho’s jaw hung open as Granny’s eyes widened. It took a moment for my words to set in, but once they did… Phew, I think I would have taken my chances running away if I were Psy.cho right now. That look is Granny’s infamous death glare.
Chapter 84 Helping Hand
“G–G–Granny, i–it’s not as bad as it sounds-”
“You all starved her?” Granny cut him off with a hard tone.
I started to feel a little bit bad for Psy.cho.
“Well, th–they didn’t really know,” I said, trying to lighten the mood I created.
Was it some sort of act of rebellion on your part, Sweetpea?” She asked me, her voice so soft it was almost
scary how quickly she switched up.
“W–well, no, but, uhm…” I trailed off awkwardly. I mean, what could I say? They didn’t know because Karma
made a rule that no one was allowed to talk to me. That surely wouldn’t blow over well with Granny Waya.
“It was our fault, Psy.cho spoke up, straightening his spine. “Karma and I dragged her back against her will, and then we made some mistakes. Ones we’re trying to make up for. We didn’t know because we all ignored
her, and then she got into it with Everly and Alex, and-”
Granny scoffed loudly at the mention of Everly and Alex, cutting Psy.cho off.
“I always told you that those two were trouble,” she grumbled as she continued to prepare our tea. “This ain’t over yet either, boy. I should tan your a.ss for what you’ve done. You all already screwed up so much before.
she even left.”
“They’re doing better now Granny,” I told her, shooting a smile to Psy.cho. “All of them.”
“And your momma?” She asked without looking at me.
“We had a long talk and things are cleared up now,” I replied.
“Hmmm,” she hummed. “And Daniel?”
I stiffened at the mention of his name. I didn’t even know Granny knew his name. She knew I was getting shipped off to my father, but I thought that was all she knew. Something about the way that she asked felt off too. Like she knew something already.
“I never believed all that bullshit about you being a da.ddy’s girl,” Granny suddenly continued. “He used to spew some awful sh.it to your momma. I knew an earful from me would only make it worse for her, so I kept my mouth shut. I always knew he was a little prick.”
That made me smile.
‘I’m home now, so that’s all that matters,” I replied softly.
Granny set down a cup of tea in front of me before sitting on my other side. She grabbed my hand and smiled at me. I felt so full and warm at that moment. This is what a grandmother’s love feels like.
“So, Granny said. “Tell me about your life, Sweetpea.”
I did tell Granny a little about my life. I was honest that I was married and that I ran away. Nobody asked me why, so I didn’t say. Then I launched into what it was like to be on my own. I tried to keep it all light, but I could tell that it irritated Granny that I didn’t come home.
For a moment, I thought she was going to ask me, and I got nervous. I wasn’t sure what I’d say this time. Before, I shut down because I thought they all really knew and were just messing with me. After talking with Mom and Tusk, I realized that’s not true.
Chapter 84: Helping Hand
Although, Psy.cho should know. I’m still not sure why they made me leave when I came back, but I wonder if they were just scared. I mean, we were all pretty young. I didn’t know that Daniel had such a reach with the law. They didn’t know I was being abused. Maybe they were scared the club would get in trouble.
I want to ask, but I’m still afraid to hear the answer. For some reason, I feel like asking that question is going
to be like crossing a line. It feels heavier than it should. Like I might have to tell them about Silent Divine in
order to know why. I wouldn’t put it past Karma to trade a secret for a secret.
Maybe I should think about being honest with them. Either they know or they don’t. The only way to know
would be to tell them and watch their reactions.,I just… need to figure out when to do it. Clearly, they’re all pretty busy right now. I’d rather talk to them altogether then have to tell my horrible story over and over.
“Thank you for coming with us,” Granny said.
I was in the backroom, switching laundry over and cleaning up. Leah and Jace’s house was a mess. Despite that Psy.cho was just here last night. From the looks of things when we came in, it looks like Leah had a breakdown and trashed the place. She’s been in their bed most of the day and Jace is just beside himself. It’s been really hard to watch, but I am glad we came. At least they know they aren’t alone.
“I wish there was more I could do,” I replied softly.
Granny didn’t reply, but she did keep looking at me. She was staring like she was inspecting me. I raised a brow at her and smiled as I continued to organize the shelves.
“Ya know, Chayton is different with you,” she told me. “He seems like… like back when you were kids.”
A small smile touched my lips.
“I think he might be in love with me,” I said, making her snort.
“Of course he is, Sweetpea, they all are,” she replied. “I just mean that he’s not been the same for a few years now. After you didn’t come back after you turned 18… they all kind of just gave up hope.”
Or maybe they just felt guilty.
“Well, we’re all working on mending relationships,” I mumbled.
Granny took a step closer and put her hand on my forearm. I looked into her brown eyes as they turned sad.
“I knew the moment they mentioned sending you to Daniel that he was a bad man,” she said suddenly. “I had a dream that night about him. And you. I’d never seen him before, and in my dream he was a demon, but I knew it was Daniel. He was dragging you to hell, but it was disguised as a church.”
I went rigid as a chill crept down my spine.
“A ch–church?” I asked.
Granny nodded.
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