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temple. A spray of blood shot out in a wide arc behind him.
Home run!
Coal's body went loose and he toppled over. Pain gasped for air, holding his red-marked neck. He looked over at Coal, checking his mouth for any breath. “You fucking killed him,” he said.
I dropped the pipe and it made a clang as it hit the ground. Tears welled up in my eyes. “Holy shit. I didn't know what to do. He was going to kill you.” Pain got up and wrapped his arms around me. “I don't know what would have happened if you didn't come down and stop him.”
Pain told me be to be quiet as he pet my hair. His strong embrace calmed me down a little. My nose was running and I wiped it with my arm. “What are we going to do now?” I asked.
Pain ran his fingers through his hair and inspected Coal. “I have no fucking clue. The MC is going to crucify us both if they find his body.”
I put my hand on Pain's shoulder. There had to be a way out of this. “What if we sneak his body out and bury him somewhere? They'll think he's gone missing.”
Pain shook his head. “Too many guys upstairs. No way we get out of here without being seen.”
“Then you tell them it was all me. I tried to escape, killed Coal, and you stopped me.” I didn't want to sacrifice myself but it was better than both of us going down for the crime.
Pain took my hands in his. “I won't feed you to the dogs. I'll take on this whole MC if I have to.”
I wanted to kiss him so hard right then. Pain looked so stoic. A real hero.
Gunshots boomed upstairs. My whole body shivered with fear. I grabbed onto Pain tight, my fingers clenching his leather cut.
Pain whipped out his pistol and checked the magazine. “You stay down here. I'm going to check it out.”
I couldn't let go of Pain. He was the only one that could protect me. Who knows what awaited him upstairs. More gunshots went off. “Don't leave me alone down here.”
Pain pried my fingers off his cut and lowered me down until I sat back in my old spot in the basement. “I can't afford you getting hurt. Stay here and don't make a sound. I'll come back to you...I promise.”
I believed him.
Chapter Fifteen
Pain
My body was still shocked from the fight with Coal when the gunshots went off upstairs. If I had actually gone through with fucking China Doll then I would have never made it in time to save Emily. I did my best to calm Emily down and made sure my Remington was still loaded. Coal was dead and the MC was going to destroy us for it. More shots rang off. Probably a shotgun. I could hear some yelling but couldn't make anything out. Whatever it was, it wasn't good.
I made my way slowly up the stairs, my gun drawn and pointed at the door above me. This had to be Byron hitting us . I gave Emily one last look before ascending—a look that confirmed that she was safe and everything was going to be fine. I'd never let any harm come to her.
The door at the top of the stairs was slightly ajar. My gun poked through the crack, swinging the door open. A Mexican dressed in a Death Merchants cut was pointing a gun at one of my brothers on the ground. E-Z was full of holes, his blood pouring out. I opened fire on the Mexican, unloading my entire clip, yelling E-Z's name. Bullets screamed through the air hitting the Mexican in the chest and head, chunks of brain and skull scattering like confetti. He dropped to the ground next to E-Z with a blank stare.
I ran to E-Z's side but it was too late. His white wife-beater was stained red and his eyes were glazed over. There was no time to grieve. I stepped over the bodies of a few prospects and hookers as I reloaded my Remington. The bar looked like a horror scene—Cash was slumped over the bar amid broken glass, a big hole in his head. I walked outside to see Blaze laying in the dirt clutching his chest. Two Mexicans on bikes rode off, spiting
Home run!
Coal's body went loose and he toppled over. Pain gasped for air, holding his red-marked neck. He looked over at Coal, checking his mouth for any breath. “You fucking killed him,” he said.
I dropped the pipe and it made a clang as it hit the ground. Tears welled up in my eyes. “Holy shit. I didn't know what to do. He was going to kill you.” Pain got up and wrapped his arms around me. “I don't know what would have happened if you didn't come down and stop him.”
Pain told me be to be quiet as he pet my hair. His strong embrace calmed me down a little. My nose was running and I wiped it with my arm. “What are we going to do now?” I asked.
Pain ran his fingers through his hair and inspected Coal. “I have no fucking clue. The MC is going to crucify us both if they find his body.”
I put my hand on Pain's shoulder. There had to be a way out of this. “What if we sneak his body out and bury him somewhere? They'll think he's gone missing.”
Pain shook his head. “Too many guys upstairs. No way we get out of here without being seen.”
“Then you tell them it was all me. I tried to escape, killed Coal, and you stopped me.” I didn't want to sacrifice myself but it was better than both of us going down for the crime.
Pain took my hands in his. “I won't feed you to the dogs. I'll take on this whole MC if I have to.”
I wanted to kiss him so hard right then. Pain looked so stoic. A real hero.
Gunshots boomed upstairs. My whole body shivered with fear. I grabbed onto Pain tight, my fingers clenching his leather cut.
Pain whipped out his pistol and checked the magazine. “You stay down here. I'm going to check it out.”
I couldn't let go of Pain. He was the only one that could protect me. Who knows what awaited him upstairs. More gunshots went off. “Don't leave me alone down here.”
Pain pried my fingers off his cut and lowered me down until I sat back in my old spot in the basement. “I can't afford you getting hurt. Stay here and don't make a sound. I'll come back to you...I promise.”
I believed him.
Chapter Fifteen
Pain
My body was still shocked from the fight with Coal when the gunshots went off upstairs. If I had actually gone through with fucking China Doll then I would have never made it in time to save Emily. I did my best to calm Emily down and made sure my Remington was still loaded. Coal was dead and the MC was going to destroy us for it. More shots rang off. Probably a shotgun. I could hear some yelling but couldn't make anything out. Whatever it was, it wasn't good.
I made my way slowly up the stairs, my gun drawn and pointed at the door above me. This had to be Byron hitting us . I gave Emily one last look before ascending—a look that confirmed that she was safe and everything was going to be fine. I'd never let any harm come to her.
The door at the top of the stairs was slightly ajar. My gun poked through the crack, swinging the door open. A Mexican dressed in a Death Merchants cut was pointing a gun at one of my brothers on the ground. E-Z was full of holes, his blood pouring out. I opened fire on the Mexican, unloading my entire clip, yelling E-Z's name. Bullets screamed through the air hitting the Mexican in the chest and head, chunks of brain and skull scattering like confetti. He dropped to the ground next to E-Z with a blank stare.
I ran to E-Z's side but it was too late. His white wife-beater was stained red and his eyes were glazed over. There was no time to grieve. I stepped over the bodies of a few prospects and hookers as I reloaded my Remington. The bar looked like a horror scene—Cash was slumped over the bar amid broken glass, a big hole in his head. I walked outside to see Blaze laying in the dirt clutching his chest. Two Mexicans on bikes rode off, spiting
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