Inferno Demon Riders MC: My Five Obsessed Bullies (by Kj) novel Chapter 87

Chapter 87: Seeking Courage

Blythe’s P.O.V.

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Ten days later ~

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Well, my revenge plan is going to sh.it. As a matter of fact, all of my plans are going to sh.it. Well, maybe I shouldn’t say ‘going to sh.it‘ exactly. Everything just feels at a stand–still right

now.

The guys are busy almost 24/7. They’ve even stopped groping me as much. Well, sort of. I still wake up with someone’s hands on me, still fool around, still orgasm at least once a day. But as soon as we all get off once, it’s over. Then they’re rushing off to be where they’re needed.

I don’t think they’re avoiding me. It doesn’t feel like that. It genuinely feels like they’re busy. I can tell by how exhausted they seem when they do see me.

There have been so many times over the last week that I wanted to open up to them. I wanted to tell them I wanted revenge. I wanted to ask them for help. I wanted to tell them that I was ready to finally do something other than run away. I wanted to tell them everything that I went through.

But I always chickened out.

Well, in my defense, there were a few times I was about to spill everything out like word–vomit, but somebody else interrupted us. Whatever is going on at the club, it’s keeping them busy and distracted. It seems important, so I just kept my mouth shut, waiting for the next opportunity.

However, it’s starting to eat away at me. Sometimes I even lie awake at night thinking about it. About how selfish I’ve been to keep running when I could have had the club helping all this time. Not to mention the fact that I still haven’t said anything to them about it. I was so selfish before to not think about the other kids that Silent Divine has.

I know I wasn’t the only one. They rotated girls in and out constantly. There were even some boys, but they always kept me completely separated from them to keep my virtue intact. I never thought before about how they had so many kids. Daniel was constantly in my ear, or I was being bullied, or I was being tortured. It was hard to think about anything with all of that happening constantly.

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When I started seeing Sean, my only goal was to get far, far away from Daniel and his cult. I still wasn’t thinking clearly. I just… thought I was being rescued. That I finally had a chance at a good life. That maybe that was my big break.

Even after that went crumbling down, I didn’t think. As a matter of fact, when I was on my own, I tried my best not to think about any of them at all. I wanted to be free and at peace. I wanted to erase all the horrors inflicted on me.

Now though… Now I can think a little clearer. Which means that I’m starting to realize that some things don’t make sense. I don’t think any of the other kids that were there were anyone’s biological child. I think I was the only one. I don’t know if I was just unlucky or what. To have that many kids in and out of all ages… They got younger and younger by the day too, probably to ensure they were virgins.

But where did they come from? Did Silent Divine pick them up off the streets? Were they kidnapped?

I wish I would have spent more time trying to talk to them instead of being too damn scared to even breathe too loudly.

Thinking about it all makes me sick. What they did to me was awful. What they did to the other kids was awful. And they’re going to keep doing it until someone stops them.

I know the guys can help. I know they will if I ask. Hell, after I tell them what I went through, I’m not sure that they’ll be any stopping them. I’m just so scared that this will be more than the club can handle. I don’t know if I can live with myself if anyone gets hurt because of me. But I also don’t know if I can continue to live with myself without doing something.

I wish I had someone to talk to about this.

“Now, you’re staying for the night, right Sweetpea?” Granny called out from the kitchen.

“Yeah, Granny!” I hollered back.

Granny Waya and I have spent the day together. We had a day like we used to spend together. Which meant Wheel of Fortune, cookie baking, home grilling, gardening, and now we were about to pig out on those cookies and a tall glass of milk. It’s been the best, and has actually kept me decently distracted.

“So,” Granny said as she sat down next to me, handing me my glass of milk. “You want to talk about what’s been bothering you?”

I looked at her, surprised that she could tell.

“I thought I was hiding it well,” I muttered.

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Granny smiled as she patted my hand.

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“Sweetpea, you are, that’s why no one else has asked ya,” she said. “But my dear, you know I’m more in–tuned than that.”

I laughed in agreement.

“I don’t know Granny,” I said after a moment. “I feel like I have this responsibility that’s been sitting on my shoulders for years, but I didn’t realize it until recently. Now it feels… heavier. I don’t know how to deal with it.”

“Well, there are only so many ways to deal with responsibility,” she replied. “But if it’s truly a responsibility, then that means you have to deal with it. No matter how hard or heavy it may be. Responsibilities mean others are relying on you. The heavier that burden is, the more important it is.”

“That’s exactly the problem,” I mumbled. “I don’t know what to do.”

“Have you talked to the club?” she asked.

“I haven’t had a chance to talk to the guys,” I told her. “They’re… I don’t know, busy with something, I guess. Something big at the club.”

“That doesn’t mean that they won’t help you,” Granny assured me.

“I know, but I don’t…” I trailed off, not sure what to say exactly.

“Blythe, if you’re worried about them getting hurt… You shouldn’t be,” she said. “I know that the club isn’t invincible, but they are men who know what they’re doing and what they’re getting into. Whatever it is that’s weighing on you, Sweetpea, they would want to help. Every single one of them. Except maybe Claw.”

I snorted at the annoyed way Granny said his name.

“Yeah, Claw is pretty creepy,” I agreed.

“He’s an iktomi,” she stated. Stated. Like it was a fact.

“A ikto–what now?” I asked with a laugh.

“Iktomi,” she repeated. “He’s an evil trickster.”

“Yeah, he gives off a vibe for sure…” I mumbled. “Don’t worry Granny. Karma keeps an eye on him. He suspects something at least.”

“Well, as long as you stay away from him,” she said. “And think about what I said, Sweetpea.

think.” Your ol‘ men are stronger than you

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God, I hope she’s right.

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I was half asleep, clutching Psy.cho’s pillow when I felt the bed dip. I already wasn’t sleeping that well, being that I was all alone. Which never happened these days. I assumed that it was Psy.cho who crawled into bed with me. I mean, I am in his room.

However, I apparently can tell them all apart by scent now. Or, at least, I know Karma’s scent. I’m not even surprised that he came into Granny’s house just to sleep beside me. I am surprised that no one else is with him. I didn’t hear anyone or feel the bed move again after Karma snuggled against me.

After a moment, I wiggled around in Karma’s arms until I was facing him. He kissed the top of my head, but stayed silent. I didn’t need to see his face to know he was tired, but… I just couldn’t help myself.

“Where is everyone else?” I asked, my voice quiet.

“They’re busy,” was his only reply.

“In the middle of the night?” I asked.

Karma sighed heavily, and I almost felt bad for pressing the matter.

“CG is workin‘ on somethin‘ for me. He’s prolly goin‘ to be up all night in his room,” he told me. “Havoc and Psy.cho went to check on somethin‘ for me. And yes, in the middle of the night.”

“Oh,” I replied softly. “What are they checking on?”

“Blythe,” Karma sighed. “Go back to sleep.”

“But I wanna talk to you,” I practically whined. “You’ve all been so busy lately…”

“I know, and I’m sorry, but we still spend time with you,” he replied.

“Yeah, I know you do,” I mumbled. “I just wish I knew what was going on.”

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