I hear Ivy choke on a sob, and I look at her to see the back of her hand covering her mouth as she puts her face in Anna’s neck, who wraps her other arm around her, holding her close.
Anna gives me a slight nod to say she’s got her, and I look back at Clara as she lies again, “I-I, oh god, Psycho, I had no idea, she never told me…”
Several gasps surround us as her blatant lies are easily seen through from the truth the fuckers had told and I hum and nod then ask, “Then how did you know to buy her a wedding dress that covered her bump?”
Clara freezes in my hold, her eyes wide knowing she can’t bullshit.
Glock has the receipts. She bought the dress, not Ivy. According to what Venom found out, Ivy never even chose the dress. Clara did it all while murmuring about her daughter needing to end her pregnancy.
“I-I, it’s what she asked for…” She tries, and I tighten my hold, ensuring to cut off her air supply, causing her to try and claw at my hand while the sobs coming from my girl tear me apart, the lies her mother is spewing destroying her.
“Lies,” I sneer as I get in her face, “you bullshitted about having cancer to get Ivy to bend to your will, guilt tripping her into not coming to the club with the problem you created to have some shitty fucked up surgeries to look like a clubwhore that we’re beginning to see you are.”
Her nostrils flare and just before she can, I tighten my grip on her jaw causing her spit she was about to spit in my face to fall down her chin and I shove her hard.
She falls to the floor, unable to get her gripping in the white high heels and lands with a grunt and a cry before a loud popping sound then gushes echoing with her screams.
“Oh, oh god I think you popped my boob!” she cries, gripping her right tit that is now flat, blood seeping through her off white dress, and I smirk as Glock kneels down to her and gently cups her cheek rubbing his thumb over her jaw.
“Bret,” she sobs and he smiles and replies, “It’s Glock,” and her eyes widen as he grabs the necklace around her neck and yanks it off making her cry out in shock before he grabs her left hand, ripping her engagement ring, the only thing she’ll wear off her hand and she sobs as he roughly lets go of her and sneers, “I gave you the fucking world and yet it wasn’t enough was it?” he scoffs, “It never fucking is for patch chasers and the fact you acted all sweet when we met, claiming you didn’t know what a biker was,” he curls his lip at her, “Lying piece of shit!”
Glock spits on her making her sob louder while Venom stands tall and states, “All in motion to kick this bitch out of the club say aye!”
I’m first to speak, “Aye,” and one by one, every brother follows suit, including the old ladies causing her eyes to widen but when Venom shouts, “Fucking Aye,” true fear etches off her.
“I-I, I’m your mother,” Clara croaks, her makeup smeared but he sneers at her before we hear a small whispered, “Aye,” then heart wrenching sobs and the brothers look at Ivy with sadness while I fist my hands.
She always stuck with her mother, with the old ladies because the brothers would fuck around on them, she became jaded, something Brick feared, against the brothers, in turn against fucking me, believing I’d hurt her and disrespect her by fucking someone else and in turn, didn’t trust us and believed every word her mother spewed despite the warning signs.
She was fucking brainwashed and now her heart is breaking because of the shit her mother just spewed.
I turn to see why a certain old lady hasn’t spoken up and look in time to see Anna gently hand Brick Ivy who is unconsolable fucking breaking me then walks over to Clara.
Everyone stays quiet. Only Clara’s sobs can be heard as Anna slowly walks over to her friend and bends down.
“Clara,” she whispers, and Clara stutters, “A-Anna pl-please tell them I –”
Her words are cut off as Anna’s fist smashes into her face causing her to cry out and fall again on her injured tit, but Anna ignores her and sneers, “Fucking Aye, she’s my daughter now!”
That said, Anna stands and walks back over to Ivy and I watch as she takes my heartbroken girl from her husband and gently guides her towards the officer’s rooms and I fist my hands to stop myself from following.
Seeing that I’m struggling, Venom announces, “She still had $389,000 in her checking account. I’ve placed it all back in the clubs' accounts.”
Clara sobs harder at that news and I mutter, “Fucking pathetic, more upset over losing money that she tried to sell her daughter for than losing her family.”
Clara looks up and shouts, “What am I supposed to live off? You’ve all kicked me out!”
Fury chuckles and admits, “I believe they’re hiring at Kitty’s Girls where we found Luna two hours away, though, you may want to sort your tit out first you know so it doesn’t get infected and kill you.”
The brothers chuckle and Clara’s face reddens with anger before she scrambles up and comes towards me screeching, blood pouring from her nose, obviously finding me at fault for her shit and I don’t even think.
Moving my right arm, I grab my gun and quickly hold it out before me, pointing it at her face, and she freezes instantly, seeing I’ve pulled the safety off, her breathing hard, her body shaking.
“Now, I believe you are used to having a gun pointed at you,” I say, “but the difference between Talen and I, my gun is loaded and I won’t hesitate to use it, even on you,” her breathing picks up, “You have ten seconds to get off club property before I kill you.”
“B-But my kids,” she stutters like that will help her.
Venom growls, “I’ll give you five before I slice your throat,” and she turns towards her son, about to open her mouth and most likely snap at him, but freezes seeing the blade in his hand and nothing but anger vibrating from him.
