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Chapter 12
Ink
I can feel my rage taking over as Leslie claws at my hands, but all that does is make me squeeze even tighter, cutting off her airway.
"Jackson, let go of your mother right fucking now."
I ignore Stormy's bark before I smirk and say as coldly as I can, "This bitch isn't my mother; she's an abuser. She wanted a patched brother and ensured she got one; she ensured my brother, my blood, your fucking son, was abused all of his life; she ensured he didn't feel safe in his own home, that he wasn't fucking loved; she ensured he was fucking molested."
I turn my head to look at my father, who looks like he's about to be sick.
"So tell me, 'dad', why in the fuck should I let this filth live after what she did? You knew the things that were said at that dinner, and you still fucking stayed with her. Even now, you've been given all the proof you should have needed, and yet again, you're standing by her side."
All the brothers are still not making a move while Dagger walks over to me, but I don't look at him; I fucking can't; my mother did this to him, fucking mine.
I can feel myself slipping, losing a little piece of me minute by minute.
Stormy swallows, "I chose her son. I made my decision."
I just smirked and said, "Yeah, based on her fucking lies. I heard what Dagger said—you wanted his mother; you wanted her! Yet you ended up with my mother. Now, please tell us how."
Leslie starts to gurgle, but I don't loosen my grip, even as Dagger grips my arm. But again, I keep my eyes focused on my father as he shakes his head. "She said she caught her in bed with Butch; it's why I didn't believe her when she said I was Travis' father."
I just snort as I shake my head while Butch loses his shit, causing Tank to hold him back.
"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? I SAW HER AS A FUCKING SISTER! I'VE ONLY EVER SLEPT WITH ONE OTHER WOMAN DURING MY MARRIAGE, AND IT FUCKING WASN'T WITH DAGGERS MOTHER; SHE WAS A FUCKING SAINT THAT WOMAN, AND YOU FUCKING KNEW THAT DICKHEAD. SHE FUCKING LOVED YOU!"
Stormy squeezes his eyes shut as his realizations start to come while Dagger puts more pressure on my arm. "Little brother, let her go," he raps in my ear, but I just shake my head, "Please, brother. If you kill her, it will fuck you up, and I cannot and will fucking not lose you; let her go."
I breathe heavily, looking over my mother's now-blue face, her eyes pleading as Dagger grips me tightly.
My jaw ticks, and I let go, shoving her to the floor, making her cough and cry out while my brother, my big fucking brother, pulls me to him, hugging me to him, not giving a shit about his discomfort with touch. I place my forehead on his shoulder as a sob comes out, making him squeeze me tighter before he kisses my head. I pull back in time to see our father try to comfort the bitch while asking her if it's true, and my jaw ticks.
She's denying it, and he's fucking falling for it.
All of us scowl at my father as he places his arm over her before he glares at me, and I go to move forward again before being stopped by Dagger.
I point at Stormy, "Your fucking pathetic and should have your patch stripped; you don't deserve to be in the brotherhood."
He shouts back, "I FUCKING CHOSE HER, AND WITHOUT PROOF, I NEED TO BE ON HER SIDE."
Dagger and Gunner now have to hold onto me: "YOU NEED TO BE ON YOUR FUCKING SONS SIDE, YOU PIECE OF SHIT."
He goes to say something else when a recording fills the room, making Dag tense, and I look at him to see his past horrors crash over him as his pleas and Leslie's cackle fill the room before Shacks' voice comes over.
"That's it, Travvy. Keep struggling. You know how much we love you struggling; it means we get to mark you."
I look at my father to see his eyes widen while my mother looks ready to be sick before her voice comes over,
"Can I slice him this time? I love it when he cries out in pain.
Flame stops the recording while my father's face goes red.
He grips Leslie by her hair, making her cry out in pain, pleading while he's finally seeing her for what she's worth before he drags her up the stairs to the common room, where he decides to tell the whole fucking clubhouse about his son's torture like a fucking idiot before we kick her out of the clubhouse when she should be fucking killed.
I feel like I can't fucking breathe as I watch the woman who birthed me plead and beg at the gate while my father sobs, begging Dag for a chance to talk. I shake my head. I can't be here any longer. I rush over to my bike and climb on it before revving her.
Dagger and Axel look at me with concern, and they start to shout my name, but I wheelspin out of the car park, past my begging mother, towards the shop so I can get lost in my work.
