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Chapter Twenty-Nine
As expected, Blizzard and Rose won their case for custody of Jayla.
The club really rallied around them.
To say Jayla’s grandparents were unhappy with the verdict was an understatement, but the judge’s ruling was firm and final.
With a little less pressure on the club, we were all looking forward to going and watching the high school football game. It was a chance to relax, have some fun and eat good food. Maybe not for us, since most of the brothers would be working the game, trying to keep the team and the spectators on the straight and narrow.
Hadley had picked up Meyah, and I could see them sitting in the stands close to where I was patrolling. Chelsea, Rose, Skylar, Kat, Lucy and Jess all sat with them. My brothers Camo, Kev, and Skins sat just behind them.
With trouble possible, I wanted to make sure that if we needed to get them out in a hurry, my brothers would be right there. I trusted those men with my life and the lives of the people I cared for.
Macy, Jayla, and Harlyn sat on a couple of chairs in the middle of the line of girls. Macy spotted me and waved enthusiastically. I chuckled and waved back.
This was her first football game. Teach them early I say.
The game went off without a hitch, but as it came to an end, it was clear that Athens was going to win and the visiting crowd was getting restless. I pulled my cell from my pocket and dialed Kev’s number.
“Yo.”
“I suggest you get all the girls moving. Get them to the vehicles and see them home,” I ordered as I waved my hand to catch Optimus’ attention from where he was down field.
“Come on girls, time to get going,” I heard Kev say and looked back to find him ushering all the girls out of their seats. His eyes met mine. “You expecting trouble?”
“Athens is winning, and the crowd is getting more and more restless. These people aren’t known for keeping level heads, they’re too competitive. I just need them to be out of here as a precaution.”
He nodded and gave me a thumbs up as the line went dead.
“There’s a couple parents down there already arguing with some of the home crowd,” Op added, his muscles flexing. “Managed to stop the fight before it started, but I’m not sure what’s going to happen.”
The final buzzer went off and a loud roar went up from the crowd. Helmets were ripped off heads and thrown in the air with a scream of victory from the home side. The Athens defensive team sitting on the sidelines took off running, leaping on the backs of their teammates and falling to piles on the ground as they crowed in victory. I couldn’t keep the smile off my face as I watched them celebrate as state champions.
“They deserved this shit, man. Went all season undefeated,” Op said in complete awe. “Quarterback carried them through. Heard he already has a scholarship to play in coll—”
“Leo!”Ham’s scream had me almost screaming as I searched the crowd for his voice. Catching him sprinting at full force toward the center of the field, the Athens team was walking around the edge of the stadium, waving, as the crowd cheered and chanted for them.
“Shit!” I cursed before digging my foot into the ground and throwing my body into a run. I knew I wouldn’t make it in time. Instead, I had to watch it happening in slow motion. “Stop!” I screamed as I watched the visiting team’s captain walk up behind Athens quarterback with a metal pole. He had it swung backward, and I knew what he intended to do with it next.
I swear I’ll never forget the scream of pain that came from that poor kid. It was earth shattering, hitting me as if I’d been slapped across the head and sending a wave of chills through my body.
The Athens kid crumbled as the pole connected with the back of his knees, and I swear I could hear the bones crunching and moving. Ham was about five seconds too late, but he did just what I wanted to do to that fucking kid with the bat, hit him at full force with a shoulder in the center of his back and sent him sprawling to the ground with a frightful cry.
He tried to scramble to his feet, but Ham was a lot bigger—the kid had put a lot of weight on in the last year. Ham pinned him, straddling his body, and when he still attempted to struggle, a sharp fist connected with his jaw.
The crowd, in complete outrage screamed and yelled as I threw myself to the ground with the Athens kid, trying to calm him as he rolled and writhed in excruciating pain.
The coaches surrounded us. A medical team getting to work right away while Deacon rushed over, taking the little shit who had the pole into custody but not before allowing Ham a few extra throws of his fist.
I looked around, watching as my team, both brothers and security managed to begin escorting the spectators from their seats and directing them toward the carpark. Some stared on in worry. Others objected and threw around profanities and bullshit statements encouraging the little assholes actions.
We spent a good twenty minutes, herding people like cattle and breaking up more fights than I could count on both hands.
“Fucking bullshit,” Blizzard cursed, holding a can of soda against his eye.
I smirked, pulling my cell from my pocket to check on Hadley before I rounded the guys up. “You catch one?”
“Did I what,” he groaned. “I’m not sure what’s more painful, Jayla kicking me in the nuts accidently when we play fight, or my bruised ego knowing that this shiner came from a five foot nothing teenage girl.”
