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“I knew there was something going down. She needed to be somewhere I could keep an eye on her since you all just seemed to let her go, knowing she was in trouble.”
Optimus stared him down, but Deacon didn’t waver. The room was silent for a long time until Optimus finally broke the tension, his words for me but his eyes still on Deacon.
“Chelsea. Bike. Now.”
I swallowed tightly but nodded. I knew I needed to go with him. As I took a step forward, I felt a hand tighten around my elbow. I sighed. “Deacon, it’s okay. I have to go with them.”
“No, you don’t. There’s other options, I can put you in protection until we figure out what’s going on.” His face was full of concern, concern for me and my safety.
I shook my head. “This isn’t your problem. It’s mine. They’re going to protect me, keep me safe.”
He coughed out a laugh. “Yeah, just like they did for the past week when you walked out and they left you, alone and with a target on your head.”
“She was never alone,” Optimus growled. “Chelsea,now.”
I disconnected myself from Deacon’s hold. I saw the pain in his face, but I wasn’t sure if it was because he was worried about my safety or whether it was because there were feelings there that ran deeper than just friendship and I had just cut the ties. I didn’t even care that I was leaving him inside my empty house. God only knows where Rose was.
I grabbed my purse and pulled my shoes on at the door. Leo and Ham walked out in front of us and Optimus guided me out with a hand pressed to my lower back. Any other time the gesture would have seemed romantic or sweet, but I knew that his wasn’t either of those. It was a forceful push of someone who was no longer a friend, but possibly a threat.
Talking to cops was very much against the club's bylaws, even for club girls. And although I was no longer classed as a part of the club, there were things I knew about the club that if given to the police could lead to a shitstorm of epic proportions.
I felt Optimus’ hand leave my back. “Blizzard, take her.”
I spun, but Blizz quickly caught me with an arm around my shoulders and continued to walk me toward his bike. I caught a glimpse of Optimus heading back into the house.
“No!” I tried to wiggle out of Blizzard’s hold, but his other arm came around my chest and held me tight.
“Calm down, princess,” he whispered in my ear.
“He’s going to do something stupid, you have to stop him,” I argued as he pulled me backward.
Blizz tsked in my ear. “I thought you knew him so much better than that.” I heard the other bikes start just as a helmet was jammed on my head. “You’ve got other shit to worry about. Optimus is our president for a reason, have a little faith in him.”
I fought the urge to run.
But this time, I wasn’t running away from the problem, I wanted to run toward it.
“Get on,” Blizzard prompted me with a pat on my ass.
I stared at the house for a minute. There was nothing I could do now. I quickly buckled the helmet underneath my chin and gripped his shoulder as I threw my leg over the bike.
I hoped Blizzard was right.
