Page 8 of Omen's Bombshell

“I’m not the one playing games. I fucked Omen and the result of the night we spent together is the baby I’m carrying. However, since you two are down here already, I know for a fact he didn’t fuck either one of you. He didn’t even let you give him a blowjob. Omen can go all fucking night long and since it’s the middle of the day, you wouldn’t be down here if he were fucking you,” I state, a knowing smirk on my face as I look between the two girls.

“Fuck you, Skank. Omen wanted to get some rest. You do realize he’s been on the road and is tired. We’ll be with him later tonight after he’s gotten some rest. So, you’re gonna leave the clubhouse and never return again. No one wants you here. If Melissa is here, you might be welcome. Leave the men here alone. Omen belongs to us and the rest of them don’t want you either,” the second girl says as she looks at me with a sneer covering her face and they step even closer to me, crowding me against the sink so it digs into my back.

“Omen is tired. I can see it written on his face. And as for me not being here at the clubhouse, Rooster and Marie just told me I could stay regardless of what’s going on between Omen and me. I believe the two of them overrule anything you have to say to me. You’re nothing more than Slayer Slits who are the lowest on the totem pole. Omen isn’t your guy and won’t ever make either one of you his ol’ lady. You’re wishing for something that’s not gonna happen and the sooner you both realize that, the better your time here will be. No one here will make you their ol’ lady. They don’t want either one of you knowing the rest of the guys have already had you,” I state, knowing I’m pissing off the girls more than they already are.

“Fuck you! You don’t know what you’re talking about,” the first girl yells once again as both of them come and attack me.

I’m shoved against the wall and my head slams hard into the tile. An instant headache consumes me as they grab my hair and slam my head into the tiles five different times. Each hit seems to get harder and harder until I’m seeing double and feel something wet running down my face. The two skanks scream and shriek until I slump to the floor and they leave me alone. My entire body hurts as I wrap my arms around my stomach since I have no clue if they’ll come back to do more damage.

I try to get up off the floor, but there’s nothing for me to grab onto. When I try to yell out, my voice comes out in a hoarse whisper. No one is going to hear me in the bathroom. I try to pull myself closer to the door. It feels as if an eternity passes before I finally manage to get to the door and pull it open just enough to let someone hear me calling for help.

“Help! Someone please help me!” I call out, hoping Omen isn’t the one who comes down this hallway right now.

I listen to the sounds of the clubhouse and wait for someone to come help me. Again it feels as if an eternity passes before I finally hear someone calling out my name.

“I’m in the bathroom. Please help me!” I return, allowing myself to collapse fully to the bathroom floor as I wait for the door to open.

“What the fuck happened to you?” I hear Marie ask even though I can’t see her because it hurts too much to open my eyes in the bright lights of the bathroom. “Who did this to you?”

“I can’t get up. I don’t know if I’m hurt or not. Am I okay, Marie?” I ask her, my voice a whisper as I move my head to where I think she’s standing.

“You’re definitely hurt, Sweetheart. I want to clean you up, but I can’t right now. Not until we know how much damage has been done to you. We’ll get Doc in here to take a look and figure out what needs to happen. Or should we take you to the hospital so they can check the baby? I’m gonna get Grudge and Rooster to help you up off the floor. Give me a second.”

“Don’t leave me,” I plead with Marie, hating that I don’t want to be alone and I can feel the tears coursing down my cheeks. “Please don’t let them come back and hurt me more. I don’t want them to hurt my baby.”

“I’m not going anywhere,” Marie assures me, her voice calm and gentle despite her body shaking and her eyes flashing with anger. “Rooster! Grudge! Get the fuck in here!”

In seconds, the bathroom of the clubhouse seems to have shrunk to nothing with the men standing in front of me.

“What the fuck happened in here?” Rooster booms, his voice echoing off the walls of the room causing me to shrink into myself. “I’m not mad at you, Sweetheart. Who did this to you?”

“Those two girls who went upstairs with Omen. Apparently he didn’t do anything with them and this is the two of them warning me away from him. Supposedly he’s their man and will make them his ol’ ladies. They slammed my head into the wall a few times,” I tell them, not giving a shit about ratting them out. They could’ve seriously hurt my baby and caused me to go into labor. “They said I wasn’t to come here unless he’s away from the clubhouse and more I can’t remember. I’m also not to be around any of the men here.”

“Those fuckin’ skanks!” Jace yells, his voice now echoing off the walls of the bathroom. “Rooster, I’m not gonna let this stand. If you won’t do somethin’ about this, I will on my own.”

“Oh, we’re gonna deal with this as a club. Those bitches aren’t gonna be here much longer. They’ve hurt a pregnant woman in our clubhouse because they’re jealous skanks. Everyone will be put on warnin’. Baby, I want you to deal with the rest of the girls once we get this situation taken care of,” Rooster states, his voice hard and cold as the two men lean down and lift me from the floor of the bathroom.

Jace and Rooster get me off the floor and take me to the common room of the clubhouse. They get me in a chair and push it up close to the table. My vision is hazy and I can’t seem to get rid of whatever is covering my face to go away. I’m shaking from the shock of what just happened to me. Jace kneels down next to me and tries to brush my hair out of my face until Marie yells at him not to touch me until I make the decision to have Doc come check me out or get me to the hospital so I can make sure the baby is okay.

“Sweetheart, you need to let us know what you wanna do. Should we take you to the hospital so you can make sure the baby is okay? Did they get near your stomach?” Rooster asks me, his voice calm and gentle compared to what it was a few minutes ago.

“Do you think I should go to the hospital? I mean they didn’t touch my stomach but I don’t know if I did anything when I hit the floor. I tried to make sure I didn’t hurt myself. I kind of slumped to the floor of the bathroom. Maybe I should go to the hospital to get checked out,” I say, confusion filling me as my head pounds worse than any migraine I’ve ever had. “My head hurts really bad. Worse than a migraine.”

“Get the SUV,” Marie orders as I hear footsteps entering the common room. “Grudge, you’re going with us. Rooster, you’re driving so Grudge and I can be in the back with her. I don’t like the fact that her head hurts so bad.”

“What the fuck is goin’ on in here?” I hear Omen shout as he walks up to us.

Looking up from the table, I discover we’re surrounded by men and a few girls. They’re all staring at me in shock as my eyes move from one person to the next until I land on Omen. He’s freshly showered as he stares down at me with rage filling his eyes.

“Your little skanks did this to her, Kellan,” Marie growls out, getting in her son’s face as he continues staring at me. “I hope you’re fucking happy! Now we gotta get Oaklynn to the hospital to make sure the baby is okay and find out how much damage has been done to her head.”

“The fuck?” he yells, his voice startling me making me jump and causing my head to hurt even more. “I want them fuckin’ gone from here. Oaklynn, I’m sorry. I’m goin’ with you guys to the hospital.”

“No, you’re not,” Grudge states, his voice hard and cold as I finally rip my eyes from Omen. “This is because of you. Oaklynn doesn’t need your shit when she gets checked out at the hospital. Can someone get me a damn towel to hold against her head so it doesn’t keep bleedin’ in her face?”

I hear movement but keep my eyes locked on Jace as he kneels next to me. If I focus on something other than the throbbing in my head, I can almost pretend it doesn’t bother me as much as it is. Jace keeps his attention locked on me and it’s as if the world fades away to nothing. Not in a romantic sense but in the sense that Jace is keeping me locked on him and not letting me concentrate on anything else. Even the anger and tension radiating from Omen can’t pull me away from my friend.

Jace takes the towel someone got for him and made sure it was clean before placing it against my head. It hurts and there’s a stinging sensation from wherever my head is cut open. My face feels stiff and I have a feeling it’s the blood Jace was talking about. It has to be drying by now and that’s why my face would be feeling stiff. Everything moves fast as Rooster goes to get one of the SUVs while Marie talks to her son about something. She’s gesturing wildly with her hands. That’s all I see from the corner of my vision even if it’s hazy. By the time I’m getting loaded in the SUV by Jace and Marie, there’s a line of men following us. They all climb on their bikes and start the engines as Rooster pulls away from the compound parking lot. I want to close my eyes and sleep but Marie keeps me awake with incessant chatter and anything she can think of on the way to the hospital.

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