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Chapter 11
Mystic
“You can’t keep livin’ like this, brother,” Grave tells me. I know. I fucking know that, but the only thing that has kept me going all these years is the goddamn bottle. I’ve had nothing to live for. Nothing to look forward to. I have nothing, not a fucking thing, and it hurts. Even after all these years, it hurts.
“What the hell do you want me to do?” I slur as I grab another bottle and bring it to my lips. I swallow the liquid, and it doesn’t even burn anymore. I don’t feel a damn thing.
“Get off your ass and put down the goddamn bottle, Mystic! Fuck, brother. You’ve been like this for too long now,” he yells. He thinks I don’t know this? That I don’t know how fucked up I am? Hell, I don’t even leave the house anymore. I’m a fucking recluse. I sit in the house drinking away the fucking pain.
My cell rings, and I ignore it as I sit back and let the alcohol do its thing, numbing all the pain I feel.
“It’s not that easy,” I tell him.
“It is that easy. You wanted revenge. What happened to that? Huh? We’re all fuckin’ ready to move on a moment’s notice, Mystic. We’re ready to handle this shit, and all you do is drink,” he reminds me of the things I already know.
“I want them all dead.”
“Then let’s do it. Let’s fuckin’ kill those motherfuckers,” Grave tells me. I sit up a little straighter and look over at the man who’s been my friend for years. The man was almost killed by his father and still managed to make his way in life.
“You think it’s that easy?”
“I think it is, yeah. We go after them as a whole, Mystic. You have a shit ton of MCs behind you. Hell, every fuckin’ chapter of the Royal Devils stands behind you, and that’s just us. Not to mention Fallen Angels and Soulless Bastards. We have the fuckin’ manpower to take down the whole goddamn family.”
“The whole family?” I ask him as the words swim in my head. She was part of that family. Kyla. She’s off living her life too. So why the fuck can’t I? Why can’t I move on?
“Yeah, the whole goddamn family, man. We don’t leave one of those motherfuckers alive for what they did,” he growls. I get it. The anger. I still harbor that shit in my chest every damn day. I feel it like a fucking monster rattling my damn cage.
“I need time,” I tell him.
“You’ve had time.”
“I need more. Fuck, Grave!” I roar at him as my phone rings again and again. Sick of hearing it, I finally pick up.
“What the fuck?” I answer.
“I need your help.” That’s not a voice I thought I’d ever hear again. That’s not a voice I wanted to hear again. Things were arranged. They were supposed to be permanent.
“What do you mean?”
“I need your help, Mystic. I’m desperate here,” she says into the line. My heart drops in my chest.
“What happened?”
“He found me. You were supposed to kill them all, and now they’ve found me.”
“No fucking way. That was airtight,” I tell her.
“Well, something leaked, Mystic. He knows where I am. I need your help.”
“What do you need me to do?”
“Hide us.”
“Us?”
“I can’t explain it right now. I just need you to hide us. Please.”
“Fuck, Kyla. Can you get back here?”
