Tank's Pearl (Devil's Iron MC #1) (15 page)

Chapter 29- Tank

Nothing has ever sobered me up as quickly as Pearl’s face catching that skank trying to throw herself at me. I was nervous as fuck about this weekend, and I didn’t realize how drunk I got so quickly. Now, who knows what the fuck is going on, other than I am head over heels for a woman who is fucking pissed at me.

As I reach to check for the small velvet box in my pocket for the hundredth time today, I wonder
where the fuck did Pearl go?
She knows better than to leave somewhere without telling me. She just looked so fucking broken when I caught her eyes as Layla started kissing me. All I saw was a couple tears coming down her cheek before she turned and ran. Where the fuck is she? I have been searching this place for thirty minutes and no sight of her anywhere.

I really shouldn’t be back here by the Knight’s rooms, but this is the last place to check; she has to be here somewhere. I stop in the middle of the hallway and check my phone. Two missed text messages both from Pearl. About twenty minutes ago
2 can play this game motherfucker.
Two minutes after that I get an image sent to my phone that makes my mind go blank and I see fucking red. Pearl, naked with two cocks on either side of her, one approaching her closed mouth and the other too fucking close to her pussy- my pussy. What the fuck is she thinking?

I text back:
What the fuck is going on Little One? Where the fuck are you? Your ass is going to be so fucking red you will not be able to sit for a month. And whoever is with you will not be living for very much longer-
And as soon as I send the message I hear the ping from her phone down the hall a little.

Striding towards the room where I heard her phone I slow as I reach the open door. Glancing through the cracked door I witness a scene that has my blood boiling.

The sight before me is so much fucking worse than the picture I had received. Pearl is naked, arms and legs bound to a bed she is lying on. Her head is unmoving and my focus goes to the black ball gag in her mouth. What the fuck does she think she is doing?

After standing there another moment, I notice the men in the room. One man slowly walks toward her and starts to touch and pinching her nipples with one hand while stroking her face with the other. Another man starts stroking his cock and slowly creeps up the bed to situate himself in-between her spread thighs. As he drives into her repeatedly her eyes shoot open and a scream escapes her lips as she slowly looks towards me blankly.

I turn away as my mind is raging. I need to get the fuck outta here. What a stupid cunt. What a joke that I was going to claim that cunt as my old lady and she can’t keep her legs closed for more than thirty minutes when she thinks some shit is happening between Layla and me. I can’t believe that I was going to get down on my knee and ask for her hand. What the fuck was I thinking? Fuck her. Fuck this. I’ve got to get the fuck out of here now.

As I rush through the hallways to find my way out of here, all I can think of is what a fucking joke it was that I thought that she was the one for me. Claiming her as my old lady and asking her to be my wife during the tattoo tomorrow would have been an even bigger fucking joke on me. Thank fuck it didn’t get to that, having my name inked on that cunt, having my babies inside of that skank. What the fuck was I thinking?

Running into Blaze as I am lost in thought trying to find my way out of this place I let out a groan as I body check him.

Placing a hand on my shoulder to steady us he starts in on me. “I saw your little display with Layla, Tank. What the fuck is wrong with you, man? You are fucking claiming Pearl tomorrow and you are going to get your dick wet with Layla tonight while Pearl is fucking here? I caught a glance of her fucking running outta there quick she looked so fucking broken. What the fuck is wrong with you, brother?”

“Fuck you Prez. I can’t believe I did that,” is all I get out with a shake of my head before he cuts me off again.

“What the fuck are you talking about, Tank? What the fuck did you do?”

“It was such a fucking mistake. I should have never, you would never understand, Blaze. I’m fucking outta here for a while. I’m going to go up to a sister chapter. I just gotta get the fuck outta here. I can’t believe that bitch made me, UGH.” I turn and start walking towards the loud music and hopefully the exit from this total fuck up of a night and last few months.

“What the fuck, Tank? Where the fuck are you going? Where the fuck is Pearl?” is all I hear of Blaze screaming at me as I hit the exit and jump on my bike and get the fuck out of here. Heading to my house, I plan to pack up and head south for a while to get this whole fucked up situation out of my head.

Chapter 30- Pearl

Hearing the ping of my phone brings me out of the haze. I slowly take in my surroundings. I am bound to a bed by my arms and legs, and there is a gag in my mouth. I am sore from head to toe as though I have been used as a punching bag. What the fuck is going on? I remember running away from Abraham when I saw him kissing Layla and then coming down these back hallways and then… nothing.

Feeling pinching and teasing at my nipples brings me back to reality and then that same hand is slowly rubbing at my face and pulling at the gag in my mouth. I open my eyes as searing pain flares in my pussy and a scream escapes my lips. What the fuck is going on? Looking over to where I feel the draw from the man I love… I am rejoiced to see him.

Seeing those green eyes looking at me through the crack in the door gives me peace. He is here to help me and save me like he said he always would. In a split second, however, that peace is shattered as he turns and walks away leaving me being raped by one man and face fucked by another.

The assault on my pussy, my face, and my body continues for a long while. Taking turns fucking, slapping, and hitting me all over, they stop quickly when they hear a female voice that I would know anywhere. Layla. “Stop you fucking idiots! You can’t come on or in her or the cops will have your DNA if she makes it that far. Get the fuck outta here, little brother, and go clean yourselves up good, and then get back to the fucking party.”

As I hear her heels come closer to me I grimace when I try to slink farther away from her. “Oh stop it, you stupid fucking fat bitch. I hope that this lesson has taught you something.” She runs a hand over my face before slapping me hard, and I grimace at the pain “That you do not fuck with me. I cannot believe that he choose you over me. HA! Enjoy your life now that Tank is no longer going to want your stupid, fucking, fat, used up ass. I wonder what hurt him more, the texts from your phone that said this is what he deserved or the picture right after that. Or do you think maybe it was seeing two men fuck you at the same time? Do you think that might have upset him a little? Well I’ll leave you here for a bit and maybe some of the other brothers will want a turn with you too? Bye-bye, cunt,” she says throwing my phone on the bed next to me as she turns to walk out the door.

The bruising that is covering the majority of my face and body is throbbing, and I pass out from the pain. When I wake again I am freezing cold and unsure of how much time has passed but I notice a light in the hall and hear heavy boot steps coming towards me. Please don’t be someone else coming to touch me, hurt me, or fuck me. If it wasn’t for my girls, I would be praying for death.

Chapter 31- Blaze

Walking through the halls of this shithole for the last forty-five minutes I cannot believe that no one can find Pearl or Tank. Where the fuck can she be? Her car is still here, so I know she hasn’t left and the way that Tank was acting I have no fucking idea what went down between the two of them. I just want to make sure she is safe and get her out of here before any more shit hits the fan.

Tank walking out was bad enough but now that I finally got a chance to talk with Clutch it has only gotten worse. He let us know that Layla’s brother was the instigator of the confrontation at our gates those months back. FUCK, that little cunt went starting shit between us and the Knights because her pride got hurt that Tank didn’t want to claim her. When I get my hands on her she will be worse for the wear.

First things first, though: finding Pearl.

These are the last rooms in this part of the clubhouse- I hope to God I find her back here because this shit is getting old. I see a little light coming from under a door into the hallway, and I knock heavily on the door and it swings open to reveal the worse sight I could have ever wanted to imagine.

Whimpering, bloodied, and bruised, I find Pearl still tied to a bed. Seeing red at what that asshole has done to this gorgeous vivacious woman I turn wanting to find and kill the man I once called a brother. I hear a weak voice croak, “Please.” I am next to her in a second undoing the bindings at her arms and legs, wincing at the rope burn she has underneath them.

This brave woman fought hard to escape what was being done to her. As I look her over quickly I see cuts all over her face. She is covered in bruises from head to toe and even has some lacerations on her torso. I pull out my phone and call Doc. “Doc, meet me at my house with the nurse and supplies. Something happened to Pearl, and I need to get her checked out. The nurse will need the emergency kit just like she uses with us and also whatever else for a woman that might have been brutalized.” I cut the phone and try asking Pearl about what happened.

The only things that she keeps repeating are, “Why did he leave?” and “The girls.” I try to comfort her, but I am not sure what to do. I text Trip and tell him to pull one of the trucks around to the back of the Knights’ clubhouse as quick as he can. I get Pearl up and covered as I carry her out to the truck. Putting her in the backseat, I try to release her and move to the passenger seat, but her hand grabs mine with a force and will not let go. I situate myself with her in the backseat and tell Trip to get us to my house fast as fucking possible. She winces as she curls up into me leaving no room between us.

I try to ask her again what happened and she just cries out and keeps repeating, “Why did he leave?”

I nuzzle up to her ear and whisper, “I don’t know, sweetling, but he will be dead when I find him, I swear to you.”

Snuggling into me again she passes out as we drive towards my house, and I hope to fuck that the nurse is there when we get there. I think Pearl might be going into shock, and I am really unsure what to do about that.

Thankfully I grabbed her phone off of the bed as we were leaving in case something would happen with her daughters. I looked back over at the messages from Tank probably right after she ran out of the party when he was kissing Layla.
What the fuck is going on Little One? Where the fuck are you? Your ass is going to be so fucking red you will not be able to sit for a month.
If this is his idea of turning her ass red, I will take no shame in pulling him limb from limb before I bury him.

Pearl rouses slightly as we pull into the garage at my house. When Trip opens the back door to help Pearl out she scurries’ farther onto my lap with a yelp.

“Hush, sweetling, it is fine. Trip is just trying to help you out of the truck. I will get you through if that is what you want? Come on, we need to get you into the house. The nurse should be here, and she is going to take a look over your bruises and cuts.”

Pearl’s gaze roams around the interior of the garage as we make our way to the door. “I will leave you alone with her and be right outside the door. I have some…”

“No, please, Markus, don’t leave me,” she cries out at me with tears welling in her big brown eyes and laces her fingers through mine.

My heart breaks for her as she pleads with me. “OK, OK, Pearl, I will stay with you. Trip, I need you to get Gun over here and tell him to hurry the fuck up.”

As we enter the house I see Doc’s jaw hit the floor as he takes in the situation with the nurse behind him. Assessing the situation quickly she gets the needed instruments ready and motions for me to put Pearl down on top of the sheets she has laid out over the kitchen table.

“Doc, Trip, give us a few minutes.”

As I lay Pearl down as gently as I can, the sheet that I had her wrapped in falls away exposing the bruised and battered woman underneath. I hear a gasp and turn around quickly to see that both Doc and Trip have turned around at the doorway to see the extent of the damage done to her.

“Brothers, get out. NOW!” I yell out harsh enough to startle Pearl. So, I rub her head gently and soothingly say, “It’s OK, sweetling, I got you from now on. I won’t let anything like this ever happen to you again.” Whispering into her ear I add, “And I will track that mother fucker down who did this to you and make him pay with his life for this.”

As the nurse starts her exam, it takes only a few minutes of her poking and prodding before Pearl throws up all over me. She is so upset by that she is now just jerking and sobbing uncontrollably. I ask the nurse if there is anything that she can give her to make her pass out so that she isn’t in all this pain, and she quickly gives Pearl a sedative and she calms down and passes out quickly.

The nurse looks up at me questionably. “I need to do an exam to check for trauma to her vagina. If you would please step out of the room…”

I cut her off. “No- I am not leaving the fucking room. I gave her my word that I would stay with her, and there is no fucking way in hell I am going to go back on that now after this shit has happened to her.”

Adjusting Pearl’s head so that it is on a pillow, I continue to stroke her hair as the nurse pokes and prods at her. The exam takes about twenty minutes, all of which I spend rubbing and stroking at Pearl’s hair and face.

The nurse is wrapping up as she starts talking. “OK, I stitched up what needed to be and also cleaned up all the other cuts. The bruising will get much worse before it gets better. She will be sore for the next few days so I have left some drugs to help with that. She should not work, do any heavy lifting, or do anything to complicate the stitches healing. She should talk to someone about the rape, and I can get you some names, if you would like? Lastly, I have the morning after pill which will protect against any pregnancy that might have occurred from the rape this evening. I will leave a pregnancy test, and she should take it before the pill just in case she was pregnant before tonight.”

“OK, I will let her know when she wakes up. Thanks again, Nurse,” I say as I shake her hand and call Doc in to escort her out.

Nurse turns to me as Doc enters the room. “Blaze, I am not sure what the hell happened to that woman, but whoever did that deserves to die a slow painful death as far as I am concerned. They really beat the fuck outta her and ripped her up pretty bad. I took samples, and if you need them for the cops or if you need me to get rid of them let me know either way. I will keep them under lock and key until I hear from you.”

After taking off my vomit soaked shirt I lean down, picking Pearl up as gently as I can and carry her to the closest bedroom, MINE! Placing her on the bed as easy as I can. I slowly turn away from Pearl and clench my fists at the sight of the bruises now marring her entire body. I go to the dresser and pull out a t-shirt and pair of boxers to put on her. Thankfully she is still knocked out from the sedative, but I work fast getting her clean and dress her in my clothes.

I look down to this woman again and wonder what the hell her last few hours were like. As I think more about it I am filled with so much anger I have to turn away again because the red I see is not anything she should ever see. A sound and slight movement behind me draws my attention back towards Pearl. It’s then that I notice Trip and Gun in the doorway, and I make my way over to them.

“Gun, I’m gonna need you to get in touch with Polack again or go back to the Knights’ clubhouse and talk with Clutch. Seeing that Tank took off, we will need you to look into whatever happened with Pearl. She is part of this club, and we will stand by her no matter what we find out.”

“No problem, Blaze. What the fuck happened to Pearl, anyway, and who the fuck did it? Where the fuck is Tank, anyway? Why isn’t he here taking care of his old lady?”

“She was not his old lady yet. Thankfully, with the way it looks like he just walked out on her or maybe even was the reason that this happened.”

“Who did this to her, Prez? Are you saying that Tank did this to her?” Doc echoes Guns earlier question, and Gun stops at the door to hear my answer.

“I’m not sure, and even if I was, it is not my laundry to air. However, it looks like it could have been Tank. I ran into him in the hallway and he was saying he couldn’t believe what he did and a bunch of other shit. I want to see if Clutch has any video that could help. Gun, that is where you come in. I know he is probably messed up from this party, but we could use that video ASAP to figure out what happen to Pearl.”

“I’m on it, Prez, I will run back over there now to talk to Clutch. Do you really think that Tank could have done this to her, Blaze? I don’t think that he has this kind of fucked up shit in him. We all thought that he had really fallen hard for her. Fuck he was planning on claiming her and shit. FUCK! Let me know if she needs anything OK?”

“Yeah I don’t know if he did this, that’s why we need any video we can get, Gun. I will let you know when and if she needs anything,” I say as he is turning around making his way towards the front door of the house.

All the noise must have woken her up because Pearl is starting to shift around on the bed when suddenly she sits up with a bolt and a scream piercing my soul. Wincing as soon as she does so, forgetting that her body is now covered in a plethora of bruises, cuts, stitches, and bandages.

“Shhh, Pearl,” I try to soothe her as I walk towards her. Reaching the side of the bed, I sit next to her trying not to shift the bed causing her more pain. She reaches out for my hand wrapping my arm around her as she snuggles into my side only wincing for a moment at the pain she is causing herself.

As she looks up at me with those wide brown eyes that are barely visible through her swollen lids she rasps out, “Markus.” I have to look away to stop her from seeing the hurt and pain that is in my eyes. I tuck her head under my chin and sit there with her as she quiets down.

I coo in her ear, “Hush, just rest, Pearl. When you are comfortable, we will talk. The nurse has left some medicine and directions for you when you are ready and we will deal with it together after you get some more rest, sweetling.”