Chapter 13

 

Buzz

I can’t wait to be done with church. We have been in here for a few hours trying to figure out what our next move should be. Rock discovered that the Lost Souls have been giving the Death Riders shit and kidnapped one of the brother’s daughters and held her ransom until they paid up. Another one of the brothers from the Death Riders had the wife beaten until they came over and gave them a cut of the weapons and drugs they were running. It seems like they plan on using Liz to get something from us. Why they chose her is a mystery to me. She isn’t an old lady and isn’t part of the club. At least we have her safe in the clubhouse. Pres is going to put the club on lockdown until we get this all figured out. He is going to call in the order once we are done with church. Rock found out that our resident baker used to work for some big wig politician before moving down to our small humble town. It doesn’t say why she left and it doesn’t seem like she has any family either.

“Buzz you fucker!” Breaker, our Pres yells at me.

“Shit, Prez, I ain’t deaf. What’s going on?”

“I have been trying to get your attention for the past 5 minutes you shit head.”

“Sorry, Pres, just thinking about what our next move is.”

“If you were paying more attention you would know that I plan on extending full protection to Liz. No questions asked. She will be treated as if she was an old lady. She may have shit happening to her because of our club. Also, I am going to have Winger and Tank scope out the auto shop of the Lost Souls. I want to know how many we are dealing with. Rock is going to find out what he can on Liz’s old boss. You are going to stick behind and watch over your woman.”

“She isn’t my woman yet, you know that.”

“The way you fuckers look at each other, she is your woman. Deal with it. I need my muscle around just in case anyone tries any shit while we are on lock down. All the brothers should be back by then. No one travels alone and everyone is to report to me every hour. Anything else?” Pres says.

There is a collective, “No.”

“Church adjourned, then. Let’s get shit done. We need some fucking peace and quiet around here for once.” Pres says.

Everyone gets up and heads in different directions. I head to my room to talk with Liz. She needs to know that she will be on lockdown and that she is getting full protection from us, officially. I head down to my room and notice the door is open. I push open the door wide and cannot believe what I am seeing.

“What the fuck Gemma! Get your naked ass off my bed.” I yell. Gemma is lying completely butt naked on my bed. Damn.

She props up on her knees and tries to reach for me. “Oh, come on baby, you know you want me. How can you reject this body?” She says running her hands down her body, ending with her fingers in her pussy. “I’m wet for you.”

“I don’t care if you had a pussy of gold, get the fuck out. I already told you I don’t want anything to do with you. Now leave before I get your ass kicked out of the club for coming back here without permission.” I toss her dress at her and stand back watching her.

“It’s because of that fat bitch isn’t it?” Shit, Liz.

“Where is she?” I can feel myself getting hulk angry.

“She left.” She says as she pulls on her dress.

“What did you do?” I have never hurt a woman in my life willingly and on purpose but this bitch is testing my nerves.

“I didn’t do anything. She was talking to Winger in the kitchen and after that she left. I saw her go out the front gate.” This bitch knows something else. She won’t look at me while she is talking.

“If I find out that you are lying, you will never see the inside of this clubhouse again, remember I am not the Sargent at Arms because I am a nice guy. Now get the fuck out and don’t let me catch you breathing or looking in my direction again.” I watch her leave my room. This bitch is crazy. She has no boundaries and now my bed has her ass and pussy juices all over it. I gotta put my face on that shit, disgusting. Not to mention, Liz is gone. I need to find out from Winger what happened. I know he would never chase her away, he knows that I have fallen way too deep for our resident baker.

I make my way over to Winger who has some club whores tits in his face.

“Winger, brother I need words real quick.”

“Not now bro. Can’t you see I am busy?” He is way too distracted by the pussy being dangled in his face.

“Winger, Liz is gone.” He immediately gets his face out of her tits and looks up. I nod my head indicating yes. He pushes the club whore away. “Later, baby.”

The club whore walks away. “What’s the plan? Where did she go?” He asks.

“I don’t know man, the dick bitch Gemma said you two had words. What the fuck did you say to her?” I am pissed.

“Calm down brother, I didn’t say anything to her. She asked me what a Sargent at Arms does and I told her to ask you. That’s it. After that I came back to church.”

“That’s it? You sure?”

“Positive bro, I know how much you care for her, I wouldn’t get in the way of that.”

“Why the fuck would she run then? I need to find her, she isn’t safe.” We are standing in the middle of the clubhouse. I don’t know why Liz would run. She was safest here. I hope she is okay, I need to find her. I am about to get up when Rock comes out from his room, headed straight for me.

“Buzz, she is at her house.” What the hell Liz, what are you doing there?

“How do you know?” Fucker probably hacked her alarm and cameras.

“Someone disarmed her alarm at home and they avoided the cameras to get in her house. I saw her go in but I haven’t seen her come out yet. We were in church when this all happened.”

I run my hands over my face. “I need to go. I need to get to her.”

“Calm down Buzz, you need a clear head.” Winger is right, I need to be straight if I am gonna get to Liz and I am going to need their help.

“So, how we doin’ this?” Rock asks.

“I gotta let Pres and Tank know what is going on. Where are they?’

“They are still in church.”

I make my way towards the room we hold church. I push open the door and find Tank and Breaker in there sitting at the table.

“Shit, Buzz, why so forceful on the fucking door shit head?” Breaker says.

“Sorry, Pres, I think someone has Liz, I need to leave right now. I just wanted to let you know that I am heading out that way. I don’t know what shit is gonna go down but I need to get my girl and make sure she is okay.”

“Alright, we are all gonna ride out then.” Breaker our Pres, says.

I am about to say something when Rock interrupts. “Pres, I think the less attention we draw to ourselves the better. We still don’t know what we are dealing with.” Rock says.

“Okay, what are we proposing then?”

I am too eager for this shit. I interrupt. “Winger and I are gonna head to the house, we are not gonna make it seem like we know anything. Rock is staying behind to be ears and eyes for us with the cameras. I will keep ya posted on everything once we know more.” I need to find out once and for all who is fucking with my girl. I don’t want to scare the fucker off, I need my brothers in this and they will be on standby just in case anything gives.

“Keep me posted.” Breaker says.

“Will do, Winger let’s roll.” I basically run out the door to my room. I never leave without my Glock and a knife. I put my Glock at the back of my waist band and grab a knife and stick it in my boot. I make sure everything is in good working order. As we leave, I see Gemma following me with her eyes as I get on my bike. That bitch better stay out of my way. I need to talk to Breaker about getting rid of her. Winger and I start our bikes and we head out to Liz’s house.

 

10 minutes later…

Winger and I pulled up to Liz’s house. Nothing looks out of the ordinary. Our plan is to act like we don’t think anything is wrong. I will murder anyone who hurts her.

I don’t see any cars or bikes around. How the fuck did they get here? I walk right up to Liz’s door and knock.

“Liz, its Buzz, are you in there?” I keep banging. I know I can get in but I don’t want to freak her out or scare anyone off.

“I am going to go around back.” Winger says.

I move around towards the perimeter of her house. If there was one thing the military has taught me is that you always stay on your toes. I also trust my gut and something isn’t right.

“Buzz! Get over here man.” I rush over to where Winger is.

“What is it?” I look in the window and see blood on the floor. I can hear the shower running as well.

“Shit man. The shower is on.” My blood is boiling right now. Someone hurt her. I run back to the front door and kick that shit in. I don’t give a fuck who is in here. Liz is hurt and needs help. Winger and I walk into the house watching each other’s back. We clear the house as silently as we can. If we are hurt we can’t help. We make our way finally to Liz’s bedroom.

There is blood on the wood floor. It is leading to the bathroom. I can smell the iron in the air. Dear god, please let her be okay. I start to feel weak, this isn’t a feeling I have felt before. For the first time in a long time, I am scared of what is on the other side of that door. I push open the door and don’t see anything yet. The shower is on but the steam is covering the glass.

I motion to Winger that someone is in the shower. He gets his gun ready. I grab the door and pull it open. I am not prepared for what I see.

“Liz!” I immediately rush to her. She is sitting on the floor of the shower with water flowing down on her. There is so much blood flowing down the drain. She has bruises on her face and cuts on her arms and legs. I feel for a pulse. She has one but she is passed out. It looks like they tortured her.

“Winger, call Prez’s wife. I need Charlotte here, now.” Winger leaves the bathroom and calls Pres.

I shut the water off. I grab Liz and a towel to wrap around her arms and legs. There is so much blood. “Liz, honey please wake up.” Shit, what is taking so long? I can’t believe this happened.

I pick her up and carry her to the bedroom. She is so wet and cold. I grab her face and tap it a little. “Wake up, Liz.” She stirs. “That’s it honey, wake up. Show me those gorgeous emerald eyes.” Please God, let her be okay. She moans a little. “That’s it, wake up.”

“Buzz.” I hear so faintly coming from Liz.

“That’s right hun, it’s me. I am here. No one is gonna hurt you.” She opens her eyes wider.

“I’m sorry for running.” She manages to mumble out.

“You have nothing to be sorry for.” She needs to keep talking to me. She looks so pale.

Winger comes rushing in. “Charlotte and Pres are gonna be here in a few. She was on her way out of town so she should be here any minute. How’s she doin?” He asks.

“She woke up a little. Who would do this shit man?”

Liz speaks. “Rage.” She says before she passes out again.

“Shit, it’s the Lost Souls. Why would they target her?”

“I don’t know man.” Winger says.

“Buzz? Winger? Are you guys in here?” It’s Charlotte, Prez’s wife. She is a doctor.

“In the bedroom Char.” I yell.

She walks in with Heather a friend and nurse, they both gasp and rush towards us. “What the hell happened to her?” Charlotte says.

“We found her like this.” They both get to work.

“Heather, I need you to start an IV, give her fluids and a pain killer. I also need vitals immediately. I don’t see anything but superficial cuts and those bleed a lot.”

“Got it.” Heather says. I move back and let them work.

“Is there anything I can do?” I ask.

“Can you get me some more clean towels? I need to wash her to see what we are dealing with.” Charlotte says. I run to the bathroom and grab all the towels in the linen closet.

“Here” I hand them the towels.

“Did you check her everywhere for injuries?” Heather asks. Why is she looking at me funny like that?

“I did a quick body sweep. She has an injury to her head, legs and arms.”

“Do you think she needs a rape kit?” Charlotte asks.

“No, they didn’t touch me there. They, Gemma. You.” Liz says from a brief moment of consciousness.

“I don’t think she is in any major danger. She is in shock. We need to keep giving her fluids and managing her wounds. She is going to have some stitches which we can do here but other than that she looks like she should be okay. Someone needs to stay here with her.”

“I will. Don’t you worry about that. I will not let her out of my sight.”

Heather and Charlotte continue working on Liz. They stitch and bandage her up. I can’t believe this happened to her. What did she mean when she said Gemma? What would that bitch have to do with this?

Everyone is working in silence. Winger and I are sitting in silence watching Charlotte and Heather patch her up. Pres walks in and breaks the silence. “What the hell happened?”

“Someone attacked and tortured her. They didn’t rape her. She said something about Gemma and Rage.” I say.

“Gemma, the club bitch with dick breath? What does she have to do with it?” Pres asks.

“I don’t know man. Who is at the club?” I ask.

“Tank and Rock are back there.”

“I wonder if she is there still.”

“Let’s find out.” Pres says as he dials his phone.

I tune him out for the time being and watch as they work on Liz. I haven’t been this scared since I have been to war.

“Buzz.” It’s Liz again. I move to the side of her bed.

“Hey, I am here.” I rub her forehead. She smiles a little and opens her eyes.

“Hello handsome.” She smiles some more. “Gemma and Rage are husband and wife.” What the fuck. “Shit!” I hear Winger and Breaker say at the same time.

“Who told you that hun?”

She frowns a little. “It was Rage and Fury. The guys that hurt me. They said…” Before she gets to finish her sentence she is out again.

“You guys can we please let her rest. That is going to be the most important thing for her right now. I gave her something to keep her comfortable.” Charlotte says.

Pres motions for Winger and I to meet him outside. We all walk quietly to the front porch of her home. He is on the phone with Rock, asking him to find everything he can about a Fury and Gemma.

“What’s the plan Pres?” Winger asks.

“I have Rock looking into Gemma and Fury. Tank isn’t letting Gemma go. They have Freak fucking with her right now. You know he won’t let her go for a while. We are going to have 24/7 protection on her house. I will have a prospect come to take watch outside.”

“I am going to be here with her. No one else is allowed inside except rank.” I say. I was protective before but now I am a going to be an overbearing fuck.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way. She is your lady and will be treated like an old lady until we figure out what the fuck they want.” Breaker says.

 

A few hours pass….

Everyone has left, I have cleaned up her bedroom and bathroom. I threw out all the blood. We have a prospect out front. Liz hasn’t woken up yet. Charlotte came by and took the IV out, she said she was doing alright. The bleeding has stopped. She said she would look worse as time go on. The bruising will get worse before it gets better. She also said she would be sore as hell. She left 2 hours ago. I have been watching Liz sleep. I can’t help but think this is entirely my fault, they are coming after her because of me; I can’t think of any other explanation.

 

Another hour…

“Buzz.” I hear. I open my eyes.

“Buzz.” It’s Liz. She is sitting upright in bed. I rush over to her side. I must have fallen asleep.

“Liz. You okay? What do you need? What can I get you? You sure you want to be sitting up?”

“Calm down soldier. I need to use the restroom. I don’t think I will make it to the bathroom by myself. I feel woozy.”

“Sorry. Yeah, let me help you.”

“Thank you.”

“How can I help?” I don’t want to hurt her.

“I am going to swing my legs over to the side of the bed and try to stand.”

“Hun, I am going to have to carry you.”

“What!? No, you’re not. I am too heavy.”

“Liz, honey, I have to carry you. Charlotte said you can’t put pressure on your stitches just yet. You have some serious cuts on your legs.”

“Uh, it’s okay. I don’t have to go anymore.”

“Yes, you do. I carried you before but you weren’t awake then.”

“How embarrassing.”

“No, I liked it. Come on. Let me help.” I hold my arms out and smile.

“Fine, but only because I really need to pee.” She says. I place my hands under her knees.

“You wrap your arms around my neck. I gotcha.” She wraps her arms around my neck.

“Are you sure I am not too heavy?”

“Honey, I have had to carry a 300lb man. You’re light as a feather.” I kiss the top of her forehead. I walk her over to the bathroom and place her near the toilet.

“I think I can take it from here. Thank you.”

“Alright then, you holler when you are ready. I am going to change your sheets.”

I move to her bedroom leaving the bathroom door slightly open. I need to change her sheets. They are covered in blood. I found a pair of light blue sheets in a linen closet in her hall before. I strip her bed and put the new sheets on.

“You okay in there?”

“Yeah, I think I am done.” I can hear the toilet flush and sink turn on.

I walk into the bathroom. She looks so vulnerable. “Let’s go. Same thing as before.” I grab under her knees and she wraps her arms around my neck. I walk her back to the bed and lay her down gently.

“Thank you Buzz.”

“No problem.” I sit on the edge of the bed and look out her window. We sit in silence for a little.

“You okay?” She is the injured one and she is wondering if I am okay.

“Why did you leave?”

“I was scared.”