Walking up the steps with them and watch as they toss his body into the van and then the rest of the men follow suit bringing each one up. We’re only taking 4 back with us to the city.
Ro then nods for me to follow him as he reaches over and clasps my hand in his. We pass by Cooper as we make our way back towards the room that we were in with Rabbi. He glances back at me, giving me a curious look when we step into the room, and the door is closed. “He’s pissed at me, right now. Don’t say anything to him about it though.”
“Sadie.” He laughs out as we both duck into the tunnel making our way back towards the bike. “Did you fuck the prospect.”
“Shut up.” I tell him, laughing, and swatting at his chest. “It was a while back. Before I ended up at the clubhouse the last time. I just told him that he mistakes any sort of attention for love.”
Ro laughs out loudly this time and I have to look at him like he’s an asshole. “Give me a second.” He says quieting his laughter as he moves back into the armory and grabs a few things. Then we’re moving back towards the bike.
“Sadie.” He stops at we he’s about to get on. “I really don’t like the idea of you coming there with us.”
“Fine,” I mumble, rolling my eyes. Not wanting to admit that a part of me didn’t really want to go there anyway. I already spent enough time at that clubhouse and I’m positive that too many memories will come back, which I’m sure is exactly what Ro is worried about as well.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” He smiles, leaning in, and kissing me.
Pulling away, he starts talking again. “I was thinking. If you want to, we could go out to see your parents in the morning.”
“Uhm,” I hesitate, knots instantly returning in my stomach, and I feel like I’m going to vomit again. “Yeah, sure.” I finally mumble out.
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RO
Rolling to a stop outside of the Marauders clubhouse, I immediately see the camera that Cooper told us they put up after the last time that I broke in. I had some installed before but when I found out I was going to be arrested, when I found out what was fucking happening… I trashed the entire system I had set up, apparently J never fixed it until it needed to be. They think it was just me, which makes it perfect because that’s what I want them to think. The guys roll up in the van, masks on, covering their faces, and kuttes off.
I put the ski mask on once we got close with all intentions of once we’re finished, they’ll know.
Although, I’m sure that they will already recognize my bike, when they play the footage. I’m sure that they don’t know about the club yet. If they did, they would have fucking done something about it by now.
Walking over to the van, I help lift up the men and we work as a team, only needed to make one trip inside as we sit them all around the table.
“From now on, the clubhouse is never empty.” They all agree with me. Looking over at Cooper, I nod at him. “You get to stand guard.”
“What?” He hesitates.
“Yeah, and if anyone gets through you, you better hope that they fucking kill you.”
“Where we going?” Venom asks me and I laugh again.
“The chapel.”
“You’re a sadistic fuck.”
His statement makes me laugh as we hurry through the room and back towards the chapel. Kicking it open, it isn’t very difficult as the old wood splinters away and we move in, setting the men around the table as if they are holding church. “Well, this is definitely going to send a fucking message.”
“Good.” I look at them. All of my men concur with me before I reach into my pocket, fingering the lighter and pulling it out along with the LA rockers and the logo from the back. I set the logos on fire tossing them in the center of the table. Holding the rockers over the fire I watch as the flame catches the rockers and quickly start to ascend the fabric. I only drop it onto the table once the logo is nearly completely burnt, keeping just enough so that they know what was burning. Slamming my fist down onto the rocker, to put on the flame before we turn and leave the building.
‘LOS A’ is the only part that isn’t burnt by the flame.
Making our way outside, I walk back over to the bike as my brothers move back into the van and already starting away from the house. I see them stop, waiting for me this time as I pull my kutte out of the saddlebag and putting it on. I pull the ski mask off slowly, shaking my head to stop the feeling of the fabric crawling over my skin, turning around and look directly at the camera, giving it a smirk and proceeding to flip it off.
As I drive away from the clubhouse, I imagine J’s reaction when he watches it. I see him trashing the office, flipping out, wanting to seek immediate revenge…
Our advantage is that they have no idea where we are… yet.
I know it’s only a matter of time.
