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Possessive Riders 29

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    <b>Chapter </b>29: <b>Bets </b><b>Are </b><b>On </b>


    Kylian<i>/</i><b>Karma’s </b><b>P.O.V. </b>


    This is all so fu.cked. Royally fu.cked. I’ve never felt this ashamed or sick in my entire life. <b>I </b><b>have </b>no idea


    <b>where </b>to go from here.


    We’ve fucked up. I’ve fu.cked up.


    I stormed into C.G.’s room, unable to calm down. I wanted to fu.cking ring Snapper’s neck. I had to get out of


    there before I actually did it.


    “Why are you so pi.ssed?” Havoc asked. “What happened?”


    Psycho sighed as he tossed Bly’s bag onto C.G.’s bed. C.G. jumped to his feet<b>, </b>going straight for it.


    ‘This is Blythe’s?” he asked, looking through her belongings.


    “Snapper had it,” Psycho said.


    “Oh, so this is fu.cking Snapper’s fault,” Havoc scoffed.


    “No, it’s your fu.cking sister and Nikki’s fault.” I spat. “And Alex, apparently.”


    “What the fu.ck are you talking about?” Havoc asked, frowning at me.


    “We talked to a few people after we left Doc’s office,” Psycho answered for me. “Everly has been going around


    the club spreading lies about Blythe.”


    <i>“</i>Oh, bullsh.it,” Havoc grumbled, crossing his arms. “I’m sure anything Ev said was the fu.cking truth.”


    “It wasn’t,” I said.


    “What’s she been saying?” C.G. asked.


    “That Blythe is a maniptive cu.nt that yed around with us and wh.ored herself out all the time,” Psycho


    said, rolling his eyes. “They were all in on this sh.it together too. All of them were agreeing and spreading


    sh.it. Saying that Bly’s n was to get the attention of the entire club and get rid of all the subi.”


    “Well, this must be Nikki’s influence,” Havoc argued. “Ev was so nice to-<b>” </b>


    “Oh, cut the sh.it,” C.G. spat at him. “Wake up already, Havoc. Everly is a fu.cking snake and always has been.”


    “Don’t talk about my sister like that,” Havoc replied angrily.


    I stepped forward, getting between them before they could go at it.


    “Havoc, whatever we see on this footage… I think I should warn you, brother,” I said to him. “I will make


    someone pay if I have to.”


    “And if that person is Blythe?” he asked.


    I stared him in the eye. We all know it’s not. He knows it too. He just won’t admit it to himself. 1


    she’s here, the more we’re forced to face a past that each of us has been trying to forget. The more that


    happens… the more some of us wonder what else we did. What other lies have we believed?


    nger


    <b>that </b>


    “Let’s just watch the shit, okay<i>? </i>C.G. suggested.


    The four of us gotfortable around C.G ?s variousputer screens. He and Havoc were right in formi Psycho was sitting in a chair behind them. And I was pacing behind him.


    “<b>Sh.it</b>, C.G. muttered,


    What<b>?</b><b>” </b>I asked.


    <b>“</b><b>Can’t </b><b>get </b>the audio to work, not sure why,” he said. “Could be a glitch or something”


    “Just y the sh.it,” Psycho said. “We can figure it out from just that I’m sure.


    “By what? Whoever hit who first?” Havoc grumbled.


    “Possibly,” Psycho replied.


    Havoc scoffed, ready to argue some more before he was thankfully cut off<b>. </b>


    “Just fucking watch it,” C.G. said as he pulled up the feed.


    On his main screen was the kitchen from an above angle. It sped through the day. Breakfast being made. Blytheing in to find nothing left. Lunch being made and Everly throwing all the leftovers out. Then the same with dinner.


    Blythe came in shortly after everyone ate. She started cleaning and paused at the trashcan for a little while. Probably because she was fu.cking starving and all the food was tossed into the trash instead of saved.


    The next hour or so was of Blythe cleaning. She was cleaning the floor with a rag when Everly, Alex, Nikki, and Snapper walked into the kitchen. C.G. paused it and then yed it at normal speed. We watched as the four of them clearly taunted Blythe. Bly ignored them and Everly stepped on her hand. Just like Blythe had said.


    I was instantly pi.ssed. Even without sound, you can tell that Everly was the one to start it all. She was saying something while stepping on Blythe’s hand. Apparently Bly had enough because she stood abruptly, making Everly stumble back. Then she ranted about something, pointing a stern finger at Everly and Alex.


    And then Alex pped her. C.G’s breath hitched and the anger was practically rolling off him. Then we saw Alex p her again. That was when Bly burst out inughter and a momentter, <b>I </b>stormed in and she


    passed out.


    C.G. stopped the footage and turned around in his chair to face us.


    “Everly clearly started that fight,” he stated.


    “That’s not fair,” Havoc said. “She could have been dishing out what Bly hading from years of torment.


    Alex was the one that hit her.”


    C.G. scoffed and shook his head.


    “You really are going to do anything and everything you can to try to justify the way you treat her,” he


    grumbled.


    e Blythe did


    “What the fu.ck is that supposed to mean?” Havoc spat. “I try my best to act like she doesn’t fucking exist.


    You guys are the ones that keep calling me to deal with sh.it. Or, Eves crying to me be


    something to her yet again.”


    “Like hit her?” I asked tly They all turned to look at me, but <b>I </b>kept my eyes on Havoc. “When <b>you </b>came bargin‘ into Doc’s office, you said she hit Everly. Is that what your sister told you?<b>” </b>


    Havoc’s jaw ticked. He looked away for a moment.


    did though, the moment he realized his twin lied to his fane and


    “Ev has never lied before, Havoc said, knowing better than to te to us


    “Is that even true? Psycho muttered. “Or have we just blindly believed her dis atita de


    havoc scoffed.


    “Okay, maybe we didn’t have everything right, but I doubt we have everything wrong her det


    Havoc might have a point, but… How much have we had wrong? What if it really for over fish that whet mean that for thest two years that Blythe was here, we… Fuck, we pretty much sbartona haw


    “The fact is, Everly lied this time,” I said. “Along with Nikki, Alex, and Snapper. Which means that, frase


    know, everythin‘ about thosest two years with Blythe could have been wrong?


    Havoc red at the ground, jaw tight, refusing to say anything. C.G. was looking at me, his anger smetang just below the surface. Psycho was looking at me, waiting to hear what I had to say text, gaming e


    his eyes.


    The real question now is… where do we go from here?


    Let’s face some facts.


    One: Everly and Alex are li.ars, and we can’t trust anyone on their side. Two: We still aren’t surer witrat


    ever lied about, if anything. Three: Something more than just bullying is going on with Blythe Something else


    happened to her and I want to know what.


    I doubt Blythe would tell any of us though. Not now. She doesn’t trust us anymore, and I don’t even


    at this point. C.G. already couldn’t find anything on her before. That only leaves two options: digging in


    person until we can put the pieces together, or Blythe tells us herself.


    Could I attempt both? Send someone out to investigate her father and husband while trying to get her open up here? Who would go that I could trust with this kind of mission? How would I get Blythe


    to us?


    I looked at my three closest brothers again. They were all watching me now, waiting for me to make up my


    mind. I am the prez, after all. Aside from that, they don’t call me karma for nothing. Got that road name on


    our first run. After we got attacked by a rival club and the five of us had to literally fight our way out. She


    ended in a bloodbath, and we all got our road–names that night. Dragon included.


    If I had to dish karma out to Blythe… what would it be? I’m still pissed at her for noting back to us when


    she turned 18. I want her to hurt the same way we did for years. Maybe C.G. had a point. Maybe I’ve been


    punishing Blythe in the wrong ways.


    If I unleash us on her, it might be too much. C.G. is already struggling. Hell, we all are, but he’s the worst. The


    moment I give the green light, he’ll overwhelm her.


    But I happen to think the best punishment would be to make her agree to what I wanted eight years ago We


    were going to ease her into things before. Touch her, tease her, make her feel wanted by all


    Then we


    were going to step things up a notch. Dragon, C.G. and I already had a n to get Psycho and havoc on board. <fn29c1> This text is hosted at fι?dnοvel</fn29c1>


    What if we do that, but this time, Blythe doesn’t get a choice?


    Chapter 29 Bets Are On


    Havoc’s Jaw ticked. He looked away for a moment, like he was trying to remember I saw that moment that h


    <b>did </b>though, the moment he realized his twin lied to his face and he believed her.


    “Ev has never lied before,” Havoc said, knowing better than to lie to us.


    “Is that even true?” Psycho muttered. “Or have we just blindly believed her this whole time?”


    Havoc scoffed.


    “Okay, maybe we didn’t have everything right, but I doubt we have everything wrong either,” he said.


    Havoc might have a point, but… How much have we had wrong? What if it really was everything? That would


    mean that for thest two years that Blythe was here, we… Fu.ck, we pretty much abandoned her.


    “The fact is, Everly lied this time,” I said. “Along with Nikki, Alex, and Snapper. Which means that, as far as we know, everythin’ about thosest two years with Blythe could have been wrong.”


    Havoc red at the ground, jaw tight, refusing to say anything. C.G. was looking at me, his anger simmering just below the surface. Psycho was looking at me, waiting to hear what I had to say next, guilt swarming in


    his eyes.


    The real question now is… where do we go from here?


    Let’s face some facts.


    One: Everly and Alex are li.ars, and we can’t trust anyone on their side. Two: We still aren’t sure what Blythe ever lied about, if anything. Three: Something more than just bullying is going on with Blythe. Something else happened to her and I want to know what.


    I doubt Blythe would tell any of us though. Not now. She doesn’t trust us anymore, and I don’t even me her at this point. C.G. already couldn’t find anything on her before. That only leaves two options: digging in person until we can put the pieces together, or Blythe tells us herself.


    Could I attempt both? Send someone out to investigate her father and husband while trying to get her to open up here? Who would go that I could trust with this kind of mission? How would I get Blythe to open up


    to us?


    I looked at my three closest brothers again. They were all watching me now, waiting for me to make up my mind. I am the prez, after all. Aside from that, they don’t call me karma for nothing. Got that road name on our first run. After we got attacked by a rival club and the five of us had to literally fight our way out. Sh.it ended in a bloodbath, and we all got our road–names that night. Dragon included.


    If I had to dish karma out to Blythe… what would it be? I’m still pi.ssed at her for noting back to us when she turned 18. I want her to hurt the same way we did for years. Maybe C.G. had a point. Maybe I’ve been punishing Blythe in the wrong ways.


    If I unleash us on her, it might be too much. C.G. is already struggling. Hell, we all are, but he’s the worst. The moment I give the green light, he’ll overwhelm her.


    We


    But I happen to think the best punishment would be to make her agree to what I wanted eight year were going to ease her into things before. Touch her, tease her, make her feel wanted by all of us. Then we were going to step things up a notch. Dragon, C.G. and I already had a n to get Psycho and Havoc on


    board.


    What if we do that, but this time, Blythe doesn’t get a choice?


    Chapter 20 Beta Am dil


    <b>“</b><b>I </b>want <b>to </b>know what else Blythe is hidin,” I finally said. “I think we should <b>change </b>tactics. We should do who we originally nned when she came back, but… let’s not be so nice about it. After all, <b>she </b>does enil dese to be punished for breakin‘ her promises.”


    C.G. grinned widely at me, Havoc looked mortified, and Psycho was frowning in disgust.


    “You want us to woo her?” Psycho asked.


    “Fu.ck yes,” C.G. said all giddy.


    “Absolutely not!” Havoc dered. “I told you thatst time. She’s my fucking stepsister”


    “Dude, just think about how hot that is though,” C.G. practically groaned. “He said to punish her a bit. Why not make her suck you off while telling her how nasty she is for getting all wet over her big, bad stepbro.”


    Havoc gave him an incredulous look.


    “That actually does sound kinda hot,” Psycho mumbled. “But I’m not wooing her. I also said thatst fucking


    time. I’m not above getting her to suck my co.ck though.”


    “Nobody touches her until I have her,” I blurted.


    Sh.it, what the hell is wrong with me?


    “Oh?” C.G. asked with a raised brow.


    “I need you guys to tease her a bit,” I said. “If I give you the go–ahead, you’ll be balls deep inside of her by


    tonight. I need her to trust us again.”


    “Why?” Psycho asked.


    “Because she’s hiding something,” I replied. “Something that we obviously can’t dig up. She has to tell us, and


    she’s not going to do that until we get her to trust us again.”


    “Bly is guarded now,” C.G. said. “It’s not going to be easy.”


    “We shouldn’t do it at all,” Havoc grumbled.


    “You know who would probably have an easier time than us?” C.G. said, grinning from ear–to–ear. “Dragon.”


    “I’m not calling him back early,” I stated.


    “So, how about another bet?” he asked. “I’ve already won the first one. Clearly, Everly and Alex aren’t innocent.


    Which means you guys have to be nicer to Bly and give this a chance.”


    “Fu.ck that.” Havoc muttered.


    “How about bein‘ nicer and bein‘ her friend at least?” I suggest.


    C.G. and I shared a look. If we could at least get them to agree to that, then I know all it’ll take is a little


    poking from us after that. If we have to trap our friends to get the girl that we all want, then so be it.


    “Fine,” Havoc grumbled. “I’ll fu.cking try.”


    “So what other bet?” Psycho asked C.G., who smiled wickedly at him.


    “Well, we have about a month or so before Dragon’sst match. How about we see who can break her down first? If we have to leave all our hopes on Dragon, then we all lose,” he suggested.


    “What do we get if we win?” Psycho asked.


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    <b>“</b>Whatever you <b>want</b>,” C.G. said. “You want her gone? Fine, You cant as in innvendien da just leave you out of our little fucking love nest? Then fine


    “Fucking gross,” Havoc muttered


    C.G. and <b>I </b>shared a look. I knew what he was doing. He was ying on her egns Mat trusted any of us enough again to tell us what happened there was no way any of us was


    “Okay, fine,” Psycho agreed. “What about the rest of the shit? The gine and all a


    Well, I have a n for all of that.


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