Karma (Kings of Rebellion MC Book 1) - K.T Fisher Page 0,101

let the round hit him. I move towards him, I love seeing his body jerk as bullets pierce his skin. Blood splatters all over me but I don’t care. I am proud of the fact that I see at least one bullet hit him in the head.

I feel a body behind me and I already know it’s Brandon. His arm reaches out and holds the gun, removing my hand from it. I hadn’t even realized the gun had run out of bullets and I was standing there looking down at a dead Demon, still aiming the gun at him.

Brandon turns me to face him. “I’ve killed him.”

Brandon holds me against him. “It’s ok.”

He’s comforting me because he thinks I’m hurting, but what he doesn’t understand is I’m fine. I am happy, I am the one to kill that bastard and I’d do it again.

Chapter 63

Brandon takes me to his room and I can see everyone staring as we pass, and instead of hiding myself I smile at everyone.

“Crazy damn bitch,” Baby mutters as he walks on my other side.

We get to the bedroom door and Brandon turns to shut the door in Baby’s face. He pulls me along to the shower and begins to strip me. He keeps looking at me and I know he’s waiting for me to breakdown, or shutdown, or whatever, but that won’t be happening.

“Stop it.” I tell him.

“What?” He asks me.

“You think I’m going to crack.” I cross my arms over my chest and then see the blood all over them.

I make a disgusted face and Brandon gives me a small smile. He helps me into the shower, but doesn’t join me. Instead, he stands on the outside and watches as blood runs from my body and it’s now that it hits me. Tears begin to wash away with the blood and water. I’m not sad, not at all. I’m fucking happy. Believe it or not, these are happy tears. It’s just hitting me now that Demon is out of my life for good!

Brandon gets me out of the shower and dries me off, carrying me to the bed like a baby.

“Don’t cry.” Brandon kisses me.

“These aren’t for him.” I point to my tears. “These are for me.”

Brandon looks me over, thinking about what I’ve said. “You sure?”

“I’m happy Brandon, and I feel so relieved!” I cry. “You don’t know how good I feel.”

Brandon gives me his first real smile since catching me in the warehouse.

“Is the prospect ok?” I ask as we lie down in bed.

“Yeah.” Brandon laughs.

Shit, I better say sorry to him tomorrow. Not that I hurt him or anything, but it was rude of me.

For the first time in a long time, I fall asleep feeling completely free.

***

Three months later

It’s been three long months since I killed Demon and we’re still on lockdown. Don’t get me wrong, I feel happy because I am no longer worried about Demon. However, we have all been trapped inside of the club house. You can see everyone is miserable and hating spending yet another day trapped here.

Today, the men are having a much needed meeting about what they are going to do. If it was up to me, I’d lift the lockdown. Maybe still give me and the girls a body guard sort of thing and let the rest of their members and families out. I feel shitty for being a reason for them to still be living like this.

I’m glad to finally have an update on West and Duke. It was looking really bad for West at one point and for a couple of days Brandon didn’t exactly tell me how bad it was. He likes to protect me from the scary truth, but after seeing how I handled everything concerning Demon I think he soon realized he didn’t need to. Unfortunately for West, he’s not completely healed. There was a scary moment where they thought he would lose an arm due to so much damage. Apparently, they had him held down on the floor, while Strike stomped on his right arm. It made me sick, and it could have cost him his membership in the club. Brandon told me the rule is if you can’t ride, you can’t be a King’s member! I thought that was a crazy fucking rule, how cruel is that? Why can’t you still be a member if you have interest? I think that secretly they would have let him stick around because they can’t have done everything they