Krista has spent most of her time sleeping. She said that she didn’t sleep much when she was kidnapped because she was trying to find a way out and had to stay alert. I think she felt that it was her responsibility to watch over all those women.
It’s no wonder that once she got home all she wanted to do was sleep and make sure that everyone was okay.
I knew that Ella was shaken up pretty badly, and that Danielle and Katy were staying in a room on the other side of the club with brothers watching over them.
Krista is getting pretty restless; that must have been what had woken me.
I settle beside her again and she mumbles in her sleep, “Don’t! Let her go!”
Her arms start moving in the air as if she’s trying to reach someone.
“Shhh… baby, you’re okay. It’s Blake…Krista….” I murmur softly to her.
“They’re hurting her!” she says louder, startling Pyro out of his sleep.
He tries to soothe her too.
She starts whimpering before her eyes open slowly, tears already filling them.
“Krista, baby, you’re okay,” I say softly.
“They kept taking her and there was nothing I could do,” she lets out with a sob.
We hold her close in between us as she cries.
I don’t have to guess to know that she’s talking about Camilla. She was the one they called their “toy.” There are so many things that she went through; I don’t know how she will learn to cope.
We soothe Krista until she falls back asleep. I lay there unable to fall back asleep.
I guess Pyro doesn’t fall back asleep either because it’s not long before he speaks. “I can’t wait until we find that fucking coward, Cutter, and show him what we do to traitors,” he says angrily.
I grunt out an agreement.
There is no doubt that Cutter is going to pay when we find him.
“I’m going to head out to the main room. I can’t sleep. You okay here with our woman?” I ask.
“Yeah man. You do your thing,” he says.
I put my clothes back on since I was down to my boxers and make my way to the main room.
When I enter, I seen Ella sitting on the couch with the newest baby. She had him a couple months before this started. Luke Damien Evans.
He is a pretty cute baby and, every time I look at him, I picture Krista pregnant with my or Pyro’s child. It wouldn’t matter to me who was the biological father; all I knew was that Krista was it for us and that, when she was ready, she would be having as many babies as she would give us.
I sit on a chair next to the couch as Ella feeds her boy from a bottle.
“Can’t sleep?” she asks
I shake my head. “No. Krista had a nightmare so I couldn’t fall back asleep.”
She nods her head. “Yeah, I have been getting them too. I didn’t for the first couple nights but maybe it’s because whatever Doc and Olivia gave me was strong enough that I didn’t dream. Now that most of the bruises are starting to fade and the pain lessens, I don’t take the pills as much. That’s probably what’s happening to Krista,” she says softly with her voice full of understanding.
I nod my head because I don’t know what else to say. Damien is crazy about Ella and is really possessive of her.
I look over my shoulder to see him come into the room when Ella looks like she’s ready to fall back asleep. He ushers her to their room, and I get up to make some coffee.
It’s only four in the morning, but once I wake up I find it impossible to fall back asleep.
I decide to have some coffee and see if there’s any way that I can help find Cutter.
I also need to talk to Prez because there’s no way that I’m leaving Krista or Pyro.
I have finally made my decision and plan on talking to my Prez and Derek, my hopefully soon to be Prez.
Wicked Dragons are leaving by noon, so we are having a meeting this morning.
Church starts at nine, so I start searching with Tech who pretty much never sleeps because of insomnia.
Pyro
Krista is alert enough to leave the room today. She said that she feels better and would like to have breakfast with everyone.
When we get to the kitchen, Bullet is sitting there with a coffee, and Lily and Sasha are cooking up breakfast.
Lily and Sasha are both smiling widely and laughing, and Bullet looks uncomfortable, so I have to wonder what they were talking about.
“What’s going on here?” Krista asks with a smile.
“Nothing at all,” Bullet answers quickly, a little too quickly if you ask me.
“We were just asking Bullet here if he and Pyro ever crossed swords in the bedroom,” Sasha says with curiosity in her eyes.
I cough out and look at them with horror.
“What?” I croak out.
Lily puts a hand on her hip as Krista is clearly trying to hold back laughter.
“Well, has one of you ever let a hand slip from Krista and accidentally caressed one another? Because that’s cool if you did, but no need to hide it.”
Krista loses all fight and bends over laughing.
“No, no, I can’t say that has ever happened,” I answer seriously. Not that there is anything wrong with that, I just never looked at Bullet that way. Sure, it’s hot seeing him fuck Krista, but watching Krista get lost in pleasure is hot as fuck.
Lily shrugs. “It’s just a thought. Innocent question,” she
