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Tae is absolutely covered in ink though. I’m not surprised at all. He had a few tattoos before I left when I was 16. Tae wanted to be a tattoo artist after high school. He was going to train under Ink, another club member who owned a shop in town. Tae was a computer genius, but that wasn’t his passion. Tattooing was. And he used to beg me to let him brand my skin.
His tattoos span across both arms, moving in intricate designs behind medium-sized sticker-like tattoos. There were all kinds of different things; flowers, a tiger, a snake, a motorcycle, and a few other things I wasn’t really able to make out. I could see more intricate designs coming out from the neck of his gray T-shirt. Tae even had a couple of small tattoos on his face.
“B-Blythe?” He breathed out.
I feel like I’m looking at a ghost. It’s still awkwardly tense as Tae and I stare each other down. His eyes roamed across my entire body, taking everything in. I know I look like a hot-mess right now. My hair is probably all over the place, I’m still in my uniform from the diner, and I can only imagine how tired I probably look.
I started to feel extremely insecure and squeezed Butter’s carrier tighter to me, like it would shield me from everyone’s eyes.
“Holy sh.it, is it really you?” Tae asked as he stepped closer to me. He reached a hand up to touch me, but I backed away. The hurt clear on his face made my chest ache, but I ignored it.
They hurt me first.
“Bly…?” Tae asked gently, probably wondering why I didn’t want him to touch me.
Even when things were bad here, Tae was always there for me. I never denied him any kind of attention. Ever. We never even fought.
But things are different now. I don’t trust any of them. They all let me down. They all sent me back to hell, and here they are, doing it again.
“She’s still getting used to everything,” Karma told Tae.
“Getting used to?” Tae replied with a raised brow. “What does that mean?”
“It means that we dragged her ass here against her will,” Psycho said from a few feet away as some blonde bimbo drapes herself over him.
I looked away from them. I didn’t want to see the smug look on Psycho’s face. He’s happy they’re finally home and dragged me along with them. They got what they wanted. Hell, maybe he’s happy because it’s only a matter of time before I get sent back to being abused day in and day out.
“She didn’t want to come back,” Karma stated.
“What? Why? Because of your husband?” Tae asked me.
I refused to answer.
How do they all even know about my husband in the first place? The way they spit out the word husband confuses me. I know it’s easy to find out that kind of information, but I didn’t think they’d care enough to keep tabs on me. I don’t see why my marriage matters at all. Much like with my supposed husband, they didn’t really want me either.
“She ran away from him,” Psycho said. “Probably because she was throwing a little tantrum. She thought she could get her way if she made him chase her.”
“Who would chase her?” The bimbo hanging off of him asked with a disgusted face before giggling.
“Nobody, babe, Psycho replied with a laugh. “That’s why her little trick ain’t working. Bet she was about to run right back to him before we took her.”
Idiots. They have no idea what they’re talking about. And trust me, ho.e, I don’t think I’m that chase-worthy either. I’m just… somebody easy to abuse because nobody actually cares about what happens to me. Hell, my husband could kill me and nobody would even report me missing.
“So, is she gonna be like a new housemaid or something?” the girl asked, with her face scrunched up. “There’s no way she could become a succubus. She’s not pretty enough. None of these guys would want her.”
“I want her,” Tae blurted out.
I felt heat rush to my cheeks, but I didn’t move, didn’t lift my head, didn’t look at anybody.
“Of fucking course you do,” Psycho replied, rolling his eyes. “Ya’ll have fun figuring that out. I have a party to get to.” And with that, he spun around with the blonde in his arms, heading towards the area where the men are the most drunk. Some were even fucking some of the club girls out in the open, or getting their shafts sucked.
Gross.
“Where did you find her?” Tae asked.
“Hiding in Nebraska,” Karma said.
I peeked up at Tae, looking at his cut. He has the club’s logo on it. He has a patch that says Tech, and one that says Computer Guru. Wait, that must be what C.G. stands for. Tae is C.G.?
“Why couldn’t I find her?” Tae asked sadly.
“Because she was getting paid under the table, paying with cash at her apartment, so they didn’t ask questions, and never took out a loan or anything else for you to track her with,” Karma said.
“You really were trying to hide from us, huh, Fireball?” Tae asked in a sad, but light tone.
I scoffed, but didn’t say anything.
“She refuses to talk to anybody now that she’s here,” Karma told him.
Just then, a few more figures entered the room from the other side. They either came from the backyard, or one of the bedrooms. There were three of them in total. Two of which I recognized right away. I hated that my first instinct was to hide.
Unfortunately, I was already spotted.
“What the fuck is she doing here?” Evander spat as he marched up to us, pointing a figure at me. His twin was trailing right behind him, giving me the evil eye. She was the only one I held eye contact with.
This time around, Everly is going to know that I won’t be pushed around. Not ever again.
“I brought her,” Karma stated.
“Well, take her the fuck back!” Evander shouted.
I tried not to let his disdain get to me, but it did. I’ve always been overly sensitive. I’ve always hated it. Evander and I used to be close. Hell, we were step-siblings at one point. It hurts that he hates me so much. But I hate them all too now.
Still, I couldn’t help but notice the changes in Evander. If I had thought the others had gained some muscles, it had nothing on Evander. He was absolutely huge. Which makes sense. I knew he was going to take over for his dad as the club’s enforcer. His dad was the biggest man I’d ever seen. He told me it was because the enforcer had to be the strongest.
Evander looks the same everywhere else though. Except that he grew out his golden-blonde hair. Now it’s pulled back into a man-bun at the back of his head. I have no idea how long it really is, but he used to always keep it short. His deep brown eyes still hold so much disgust for me, it churns my belly. He had stubble growing on his face too, like he was in the beginnings of a beard.
Everly looks the same as well. Long golden-blonde hair, deep brown eyes, still dressed like a whore, trying to show off the boobs and ass she never had. Well, now she has boobs. Big ol’ fake ones. I’m not surprised at all that she got a boob job.
“She’s not going anywhere,” C.G. said as he turned to stand in front of me, between me and Evander.
My eyes were still on Everly though. I don’t even know who the third person is, but it’s a female. She was clinging to Evander’s arm, trying to calm him down, but he wasn’t paying much attention to her.
