Page 38 of Tide
“You. Says she knows somethin’ about Mylah goin’ missin’.” I turn on my heel quick as fuck and storm out of the weight room. I’m down the hall and standing in front of her in seconds.
“What the fuck do you know?”
“Is that any way to greet me?” She snaps at me.
“What do you know, Beth?” She smirks at me, and I lose it. I completely lose it. I grab her, lifting her off the ground and throwing her over my shoulder before stomping toward thedoor. Beth kicks and screams as I throw the door open and march down the steps. I can hear the guys behind me probably thinking I’m going to kill the bitch. And I might. They might be right.
I’m down the stairs in record time before I drop her ass onto the chair in the middle of the room. She tries to fight me still, but I’m stronger than she is. I rip her clothes off while she tries to escape. I wrap my arm around her waist and drag her back to the chair before securing her with the cuffs and rope.
Patch, Bane, Ranger and Bane all stand there watching me with their arms crossed over their chests.
“You sure about this?” Bane asks. I nod my head. I’ve had enough of her. She needs to learn a lesson, and this is the way I’m going to do it.
“What do you know, Beth?” I ask her once more. Tears leak down her cheeks as she looks at the guys and back to me.
“Fuck you.”
“You think so? You think you’re gonna march into my goddamn clubhouse claimin’ you have information on my old lady and then say nothin’? You’ll talk, Beth or this is where you’ll die.”
“You wouldn’t kill me,” she sniffles.
“I wouldn’t?” I ask, raising an eyebrow. I have no problem killing Beth. None at all. She’s been a pain in my ass since day one, and the fact that she has something to do with or knows something about Mylah being taken? Yeah, I’ll kill her.
“You can’t do this, Tide. I love you,” she cries. I walk over and pick up the knife off the table before stepping back in front of her. I press it to her chest and slowly drag it down, leaving atrail of blood behind it. She cries and screams, trying to pull her bound hands free. It does no good.
“What is wrong with you?” She screams louder this time.
“I warned you. You'd better start talkin’ before I go for that pretty face of yours next,” I warn her as I press the tip of the knife against her cheek. She squirms in the chair, but there’s nowhere for her to go.
“You’ll kill him.”
“Damn right I will. Now tell me who it was!” I snap at her. She flinches from my tone and slinks back in the chair. When she doesn’t say anything else, I press the blade into her cheek and slowly drag it, just like I did to her chest. Beth screams again.
“Stop!”
“Who was it?”
“It was Christian! Okay? It was your son! He knew what you were doing with her. You told him! He couldn’t take it, he couldn’t look at her anymore.” I step back, knife still in hand, as I look her in the eyes. She’s lying. She has to be. Christian wouldn’t do that. He’s not that kind of guy. He isn’t that person. No, he wouldn’t do this.
“You little liar,” I growl.
“I’m not. He couldn’t stand it, Tide.” I glance over my shoulder at the guys, but they just shrug. They don’t know that they believe this either. I turn back to Beth when I hear the prospect hollering, and before I know what’s happening, Mylah is down the steps.
“What the hell are you doing?” She asks, looking between Beth and me.
“She knows shit. Or claims she does,” I tell her.
“I told you the truth, Tide!” Beth yells.
“You’re a fuckin’ liar, Beth. He wouldn’t do this, not to her.”
“Who?” Mylah asks, looking between the two of us once more.
“She said it was Christian.” Mylah’s face pales as she looks at me. She shakes her head slowly before she starts to fall to the floor. I rush toward her, grabbing her before she hits the floor. I scoop her into my arms and hold her against me. The guys rush over to make sure she’s okay. I walk over and sit her on the work bench, cupping her face in my hands.
“You okay?”
“I…he did this to me?” She asks me.
