Hearing the sound of pounding footsteps, I catch sight of Shadow as he runs across the room, managing to get himself between Jasmine and Blade. Wreck's only a few steps behind him, and he slots between Blade and Shadow, placing his arms around Blade and drawing him into his chest. I can't see Blade, but I can see Shadow, and he's fucking furious.
“You're lucky you’re female, or I'd have fucking knocked you out for what you just said. I'll set the fucking record straight now. Blade never lied to you; he was raped as a child. Do you want me to prove it to you? Get you the fucking police reports and court documents on it, huh? You’re a guest here; you’re under our protection, but I'm ready to tell my brother to throw you to the goddamn wolves. What you just did is unforgivable. I don't know who told you he lied. I don't really care, but hear me when I say this. There’s a handful of people here that know what happened to Blade as a child; it's not common knowledge, and you've just fucking outed it to everyone here. You're aspiteful, vindictive little bitch who needs to learn her place.”Shadow's shaking with rage now.
Jasmine carries on running her mouth.“You're covering for him just like that piece of shit over there did.”She says and points to me without turning around.
I've been so busy watching Shadow that I didn't realize Wrath and the other Officers had entered the room, but hearing a growl I know well, I glance around and see Wrath standing with all the other Officers. He's not happy with that little comment about me.
“The person who told me has no reason to lie to me; you all do. I can't believe you’re all okay with lying about something like this. You're all disgraceful. It makes me sick. I hope that one day, Blade, you actually get to experience what being raped is like. That seems fitting with the lies you told.”
“THAT'S ENOUGH, JASMINE!”Wrath shouts across the room.
Blade still hasn't spoken a word; he's still tucked into Wreck's chest, with Shadow standing protectively in front of them.
“JASMINE YOU’RE HERE FOR YOUR FUCKING PROTECTION. AFTER THE DISPLAY YOU JUST PUT ON AND THE THINGS YOU HAVE JUST SAID ABOUT AN OFFICER OF THIS MC, YOU’RE CONFINED TO YOUR ROOM UNTIL I SAY OTHERWISE!He shouts, his entire body shaking.“You can leave your room for meals; that is it! You no longer have free reign around here. You can also stay away from my son for the time being; I won't have you spreading your hate to him. Prospect, escort her to her room, and stand outside on guard until someone comes and relieves you.”He dismisses Jasmine, and Jake comes, grabs her arm, and guides her from the room. She tries to fight his grip, but he isn’t having any of it.
Fucking bitch.
Once she's out of the room, Wrath walks over to where Blade's standing in Wreck's arms and whispers something onlyWreck, Shadow, and Blade can hear. Shadow and Wreck nod and then help guide Blade from the room.
Once they’re gone, Wrath addresses the room.
“I'm only going to address what just happened once. Blade didn’t lie about his past to Jasmine; only a select few of us know about his past because he told us in confidence. He doesn’t like to talk about it, so none of you are to bring it up to him. Am I clear?”He asks demandingly.
“Yes, Prez.”Every person in the room calls out.
Wrath just nods and leaves the room, all the Officers following behind him. I'm still sitting here, shocked at what just happened. What the fuck happened to the sweet woman we all first met? I'm certain now that it was all an act.
She's more like Claire than we thought.
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Shadow
I can’t believe Jasmine. What she just did is un-fucking-forgiveable. Blade's so private about his past. He's ashamed of what happened to him. I can’t believe it was just exposed to most of the club in such a horrific way. Jasmine isn't so different from Claire; she's definitely not as sweet and innocent as she portrays herself to be. She's going to have to be watched closely now.
Getting Blade out of the Common Room, we take him to the basement, which is set up as a game room with a few sofas for us to sit on. Luckily, it was empty, as everyone's upstairs drinking.
Wreck guides Blade to a seat and sits next to him. Sitting on the other side of him, I wait for him to speak.
“Do you think everyone's judging me now? Do you think they believe her?”He asks us quietly.
"No, man, I don't; I think everyone's judging her. There’s no chance Prez didn't speak to them all when we left. He'll make sure they know the truth.”Wreck tells him honestly.
“I hate that so many people know now. I can't believe I thought I could trust her. God, what a mistake!"He says, shaking his head.
“We learn from our mistakes; she's showing her true colors now. We'll make sure she's gone as soon as Claire is dealt with. We don't need someone like that around here."I tell him sincerely.
“How's that going to work? I know Wreck hired her at Devil's Ink, and she's Cam's Aunt.”Blade queries.
“It's simple; she's gone at the end of her trial. She's not that good anyway; no loss there. I'm sure she can see Cam without coming anywhere close to you.”Wreck tells him.
“Don't worry about her, okay? Focus on yourself.”I tell him.
Blade drops his head on my shoulder. We all just sit lost in our own thoughts. God, I feel for him. No one should have their past exposed in such a horrid manner. I know I need to leave soon; I'm supposed to be going to Megan's. How the fuck am I going to get out of here without either of them asking why? God, this is so damn complicated. This is why I hate fucking secrets. She's going to throw a fit if I cancel tonight. With everything that's happened recently, I've had to cancel a lot. She’s not been happy with that at all. I need to think of something fast so I can go over to see her. God, it's a good job I already care about her, or all this shit really wouldn't be worth the hassle.
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Wrath
