The Thunder Wolves MC - Sierra (book #11)

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Sierra

Victor's body pressed against mine as he held me against the wall. Grabbing my arms in turn, he yanked them out to my sides. Securing the chains around each wrist. I tried to free myself, but like any other time he had a hold of me, I was not strong enough. He was so much stronger than I was. And just like any other time, he had a hold of me, and I tried to get away, it only angered him more. With my hands chained out to either side of my body, he made sure I knew just how angry he was. One hand moved to grip my face. His fingers dug into my cheeks. His other hand moved to my side, his fingers digging into the already sensitive and well-bruised skin. Tears filled my eyes, spilling over onto my cheeks.

"You stupid b***h. You know how much your little trip to the emergency room is going to cost me?"

His grip on my face tightened.

"Hmm?"

I tried to shake my head no, even though I knew he didn't want an answer to his question. He didn't care if I knew or not. His hand on my side moved up my side, pushing on my ribs. The x-ray the emergency room did showed they hadn't been broken from his last beating. That didn't change the fact they were bruised and hurt like hell, even more so as he pushed on them, forcing me to cry out from the pain. Shoving my head back, he slammed the back of my head into the cement wall. My head instantly throbbed from the pain. My vision blurred from how hard he forced my head back. Leaning his full body weight into me, he pushed harder on my ribs as he leaned close to me. His lips came right up to my ear.

"You will regret ever going there, I can promise you that, you stupid w***e. Don't think you won't have anything to do with helping to pay your bill. By the time you are done earning the money to pay your bill, you will regret ever going there and will think twice next time."

Pushing back away from me, his hands left their spots on my body. Taking a step away from me, his hands moved to the front of my clothes. Sobbing, I did the only thing I could think to do, I begged.

"Please, no. I am sorry, I am. I won't do it again. I will find another way to pay my bill. I am sorry, please…"

Scoffing, he reached out, grabbing the front of my top. Pulling on the fabric, it didn't take much for him to rip the material down the middle, exposing my front.

***

"I don't give two shits if she tries to walk out of here. Remove the restraints and do it now."

"Sir, I can not do…"

"You can, and you will do it. Remove them now."

Being woken up from my memory filled nightmare, my heart sped up at the feeling of the restraints still on my wrists. On instinct, I tried to pull my arms away from them. But as I should have expected, my arms didn't move farther than the restraints would let me. My eyes opened so I could look around me. I was in the hospital. I knew I was in the hospital. The memory of why and how I had gotten here flooded back into my mind. The restraints slowly becoming the least of my worries. The sight of a guy standing just outside my door was my new problem. One of the MC cuts had my heart speeding up. Panic setting in the more I wasn't able to move. Everything Victor told me about the guys in the MC had me nearly in a full-on panic when the nurse huffed in frustration as she walked over to me, removed the restraints, and walked back out of the room.

"If she hurts herself or tries to leave again, it's on you."

The guy standing in the hall didn't respond to the nurse as he turned around and walked into my room. Fear filled every part of my body. And being in a hospital room with no real place to go, I did my best to sit up, pulling myself as far away from him as possible. Though, I was surprised when he stopped just inside the door. Holding his hands up so I could see both of them, he didn't move from his spot just inside the door. He didn't even move to close the door, leaving it open so the ladies at the nurse's station could see both of us easily.

"I am sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."

The anger from his voice was gone. That didn't stop me from pulling myself up on the bed as I set up.

"My friends all call me Cookie…By your reaction, I can only guess Vex, I mean Victor, didn't tell you very nice things about the rest of us guys. I am sorry for that. But I promise you we are not all bad guys. And to be honest, if we had known what he was doing, we would have put a stop to it sooner."

His last word, sooner, was whispered. Almost as if he didn't really want me to hear it, but I did.

"Where is Victor?"

Slowly, Cookie lowered his hands back to his side. Taking a deep breath, he let it out slowly before answering me.

"He left and isn't coming back."

I shook my head no.

"I don't believe you. He would never leave me behind. Where is he?"

My heart felt like it was ready to explode out of my chest as a look of anger passed through Cookie's features. It was a good thing I already had a blanket to help cover me as I tried to move farther away from him. His hands shot back up so I could see them immediately, the anger from his look disappearing.