Royal Bastards MC: Blayze's Inferno Los Angeles Chapter by J. Lynn Lombard

Author:J. Lynn Lombard [Lombard, J. Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-03T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Monica

It’s been an hour since I’ve come back to the clubhouse and cried myself to exhaustion. The tears finally quit falling but there’s a sharp pain in my chest. I rub my hand over my heart trying to ease the torture of each beat. I can’t believe I did this. This is all on me. I should’ve left Daisy here. I should’ve never let her come with me. If I did, then she wouldn’t be where she is now. It’s all my fault. Every drop of Daisy’s blood is on my hands. I slam my fists on the bar where I’m sitting and release a quiet scream. Everything is my fault.

“God damn it.” More tears trail down my cheeks. I don’t think they’ll ever stop.

The only ones here at the clubhouse are a few prospects, some club whores, Dagger, Danyella and the little girl who was with her and Daisy. Krimson and her crew stuck around waiting for Capone and Blayze to return. A man named Rush, a Latino woman named Hotflash, Redline, Quickshift and Noah. Then Krimson’s boyfriend Nolan and his team. Ashton Iverson, Duane Harris, Keanu Marks and Anthony Ramirez. His team is made up of retired military men who’ve served their time and got out. They’re scattered about the common room, drinking or staring off into space. Danyella took the little girl to her room we kept for her when we got here and I haven’t seen them since. Dagger and a prospect have been with Daisy trying to keep her alive. A silence descends upon us. It’s like they know the pain on my heart and the torture in my soul. No one’s talked to me since we first arrived and I don’t blame them. I’ve lashed out and snapped at anyone who’s tried.

I slam my hands on the bar top and stand up. I can’t sit here any longer. I have to do something. I have to release this pent-up rage brewing under my skin. Krimson watches me with concern in her honey-colored eyes and I’m sick of the pitying looks. I know it’s my fault Daisy is where she is. I know.

“What?” I snap. I don’t give a shit if she’s some badass chick with a hot as fuck guy with her. I don’t care if she’s taken down the biggest motherfucker in the racing circuit. This is my home, my club. I’ll do and say whatever the fuck I want.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Krimson asks. She’s being nice and I’m being a raging bitch.

I exhale a deep breath, composing myself. “No, I don’t. I already know it’s my fault.”

“Did you shoot her?” Krimson looks at me patiently.

I stare at her and blink a couple of times. “What?”

“Are you responsible for firing the gun that shot her?”

“No.” I cross my arms over my chest. “But I’m responsible for putting her in danger.” I’m getting pissed.

“That’s not what I asked. Did. You. Shoot. Her?” The punctuation of each word is grating on my nerves.

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