Chapter 4: Bruises
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Diego’s POV
I couldn’t believe that the dorky little girl that I used to know was now a beautiful woman. I thought she was cute back then but now she was breath taking. The three of us all had a thing for her, and I was sure that hadn’t changed. I was jealous that Bryson got to go home with her, but his work was done mainly at night while the rest of us worked during the day. When we left the restaurant I went to our security company since I needed to train some new people that had agreed to go through the training to be medics since sometimes our business contracts needed medical personnel so the more people that I trained the better. I got to the company, and a lot of our guys were still there either hanging out or prepping for a mission. I walked straight to the room I used for training and got everything set up. The guys were already there waiting for me to start teaching them but like Michael trained them they don’t move or speak until they are spoken to.
“Alright let’s get to work.” I said rolling up my sleeves facing them.
-2hrs.-
I pulled into my parking spot and went inside.
“Long training?” Michael asked.
“Got there a little late and they struggled to learn part of it. Will have to have another session with them tomorrow.” I told him grabbing a beer from the fridge. I joined him on the couch “Bryson leave yet?”
“He’s in his office finishing up a phone call before heading out.”
“And the princess?”
“Haven’t seen her since I got home. I heard Antonio knock on her door and got no response. He used the key and went in the room.”
“She isn’t going to like that.”
“She screamed and threw something at him. I only know that since he came out rubbing his head.”
“Serves him right.”
“In my defense I wanted to make sure she was okay.” Antonio said walking in the living room.
“Yes and if you use that key again she will leave.”
“I would like to see her try.”
“Dude you can’t control her like you did when she was little. She’s an adult and deserves to have her own life.”
“She can but only if I okay it.”
“She will hate you for controlling her.”
“She can hate me all she wants at least she will be safe.”
“If you didn’t notice something happened to her and it was so bad she left school and won’t talk about it. If you control her and everything she does she will only close off more and hate you so much she will cut you out of her life.” Bryson said coming in the room. Antonio rolled his eyes and left the room. “I’m heading out.”
“Don’t have too much fun.” I jokingly said.
“Please I always have fun.”
“I was being sarcastic.”
“It’s true though.” He said leaving the house.
“Want to make a bet on how long it takes her to start asking questions?” I teased Michael.
“2 months.”
“I was thinking 1.”
“Well, she has more spunk then before so maybe she will ask sooner.”
“I think she will try to figure out what we do on her own.”
“Most likely.” He rubbed his face and looked over to were Antonio disappeared. “She got hotter too. I hate that he re-instated the rules again.” He whispered.
“What he doesn’t know won’t hurt us.” I smirked.
“You will get your ass handed to you.”
“You’re just upset that I don’t care about the rules and will still take my chance.”
“True. I’m too scared to try.”
“You could easily over power Antonio if you needed too.”
“I could but he and you two are like brothers. The last thing I want is to have to fight one of you.”
“What if we came up with a plan?”
“Oh boy. That sounds like the beginning of trouble.”
“Dude she is an adult and Antonio is still treating her like a child. If we treat her like the adult she is then even if she cuts him off she won’t cut us out. That was all I was going to say.”
“That’s....actually not a bad plan.” He said shocked.
“I have good ideas sometimes.”
“When you think with your upstairs brain yes.” I slapped him on the shoulder, “You know it’s true. You tend to think with your downstairs brain not your upstairs brain when it comes to women.”
“With her I will use my whole brain. s*x can come later.”
“There it is.”
“Whatever I’m going to text the idea to Bryson get his input since you don’t seem to be of any help.”
“I want to keep my brothers and my head.”
“Pussy.” I got up from the couch and went up to my room. I sat down at my desk and turned my computer on then pulled out my phone to send Bryson a text.
Me: Hey, I came up with a plan to make her stay in our lives no matter what. She is an adult and Antonio is still treating her like a child. If we treat her like the adult she is then even if she cuts him off she won’t cut us out. What do you think?
I set my phone down and checked my emails while I waited for his response. I had replied to a couple emails when my phone dinged letting me know that I had a message.
Bryson: That’s actually not a bad idea. Think you can help me steal the key from Antonio for her room. I think she should have it not him.
Me: I agree, I will have to wait till he leaves the house tomorrow.
Bryson: I need him to stop by some of the people I’m meeting with tonight. They have not kept their word and some drugs got back into town.
Me: Same kind and people suppling it last time?”
Bryson: Them and another MC but different drugs this time.
Me: s**t he won’t be happy about that. He will want all of us to pay them a visit most likely.
Bryson: I will say just me, him and Michael will be enough.
Me: Then leave the hunt for the key to me then.
Bryson: Thanks.
I plugged my phone into charge and turned my computer off then headed to the shower to get cleaned up for the night. Once I finished with my shower I got dressed and headed to check on the princess. I knocked on her door, and she opened it a little and saw it was me.
I put my hands up in surrender “I come in peace.” She opened the door a little more and she was wearing a tank top and booty shorts. f**k she looked amazing and I could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra. I tried to take calming breaths and not think about her amazing body and what it was doing to me “Just wanted to see if you were okay and if you needed anything.”
“I’m fine. Thank you for checking on me.” She gave a small smile.
Her eyes were a little puffy and I could see some scars on her shoulders. As well as some bruises that were hand prints. Her body was mostly cuts, scars and bruises then normal skin “you sure you’re okay?” I asked her really worried now.
She looked down and noticed I could see her bruises and scars. “I’m fine. Goodnight.”
I looked at her closed door in shock ‘Who hurt her?’ I ran back to my room and opened up the group message with Bryson, and Michael and sent a message to them since they needed to know.
Me: I just saw hand prints, bruises and scars on the princess. I think someone abused and really hurt her.
That explains why she was wearing long sleeves and long pants in 80 degree weather.
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