Karma (Kings of Rebellion MC Book 1) - K.T Fisher Page 0,49
the space next to me on the sofa.
“Lauren, we respect women and would never even think about doing what they did to you.” His eyes harden and it shows me how mad he truly is with Demon.
“Good to know.” I answer, watching as Grim takes a seat with Devlin on the other sofa.
“Now,” Franky begins. “I need to know everything you know that has to do with the Devils, Lauren. Can you do that?”
“Everything?” I dread.
“Just roughly explain, don’t go into too much detail about yourself. I’m purely focused on the club and Demon.” He assures me.
I go into my memories that I’ve tried to put behind me. I start at the beginning when Andrew and his two friends were already waiting for me. I don’t go into too much detail, like Franky said and move on to day by day and what details I picked up on. Franky seems interested in the parties that the Devils held.
“Who showed up to the parties?” Franky asks.
“I don’t really know, I wasn’t there that long to get to know regulars and names. Natasha should know, she was there months before me.” I inform him.
“But you were at the same party’s right?” Devlin asked.
“Right, but the men really loved her and I didn’t usually stay that long.” I admit, hoping they don’t ask why.
“Why not?” Grim asks and I can tell he didn’t really want to ask me.
I take a deep breath and look to Grim when I speak. “That would be because Demon liked to keep me to himself. He told me nobody else was allowed to play with me and as soon as someone showed interest, he would drag me away.” Flashbacks to being literally dragged by him flew by. He would drag me by my hair, legs or arms. It didn’t matter to him.
“Drag you away?” Franky sounds appalled.
“Literally. It wasn’t just him either.” I admit.
“What do you mean?” Devlin asks.
“Strike didn’t like the attention I got from Demon, so he would punish me.” Tears roll down my cheeks and Frank wraps an arm around me.
“Mother fuck!” Shouts Grim and I look up to see him suddenly stand and repeatedly punch the wall until Devlin pulls him away.
“Can I go now?” I ask Franky and as soon as he gives me a nod, I leave his office.
Chapter 33
As soon as I left Franky’s office, I speed walked past everyone, not caring who I bumped into or ignore. All I wanted to do was get back to my room. I wanted to be alone. I’m not sure why, maybe it was having to go back to that place, or seeing Franky’s appalled expression, Devlin’s confusion and Grim’s anger. You don’t know what it’s like living like that until it’s there in front of you and you have no choice!
When I reach the room, I tug at my clothes because I feel so grubby. I rip off my jacket, throwing it down on the floor and kicking off my shoes. After sitting on the bed with my head in my hands for a few seconds, I eye the bathroom door and see the shower. It calls to me and the longer I look at it, the dirtier I feel.
I quickly get up, stripping my clothes on the way and eagerly walk into the shower. The water rains down my body, but I don’t feel any better. The room steams with the hotness of the water, but I don’t feel anything. I just want to wash away Demon’s hands and the abuse I received from Strike. I want to wash them away, forever cleaned from my body, but it’s no use. With the reality of what I’ve been put through, I fall to the floor with a slip and land hard on my arse. The water carries on pouring out and I scrunch in a ball, wrapping my arms around my legs and bury my head. The water helps soothe me while I cry, like warm hands stroking my back and I cry harder as I wish that my mother or better yet, my sister were here with me.
I don’t know how long I’m like that for, I don’t move. I don’t want to or need to. Sitting at the bottom of the shower feels good for me. A loud bang echoes through the room and the bathroom door is quickly ripped open and I hear a loud gasp.
“Shit.” I hear Natasha grumble.
“I’ll get Elise.” I hear from Grim, and then his departing