After Maribell cleaned up her wounds and put on some makeup to cover the darkening bruise on her cheek she took Matthew to the bus stop and waited with him until it arrived. After that she went to the store and picked out a new dishware set. She sighed and carried her purchases back to the house. She frowned at the mess still on the table and floor. She set the dishware on the counter and set to cleaning off the table.  When she was done she went to the room and changed the bedding and grabbed the dirty laundry. Maribell started the dirty clothes and then finished cleaning the rooms and the bathrooms. She changed out the laundry and then went to clean the living room. She started making lunch for her mom, sister, and stepdad then went to fold the laundry. When she was done putting away the laundry she checked the time. She had enough time to grab three hours of sleep before they came home and she had to go to work. 

Bernard sneered down at the woman whose violet eyes shined back at him with hatred and fear. He smirked as he saw the waring emotions. He wanted her to choose anger. It would be all the more fun when he decided to break her like he broke everyone else. He could smell the fear and anger rolling off of her in waves. He couldn’t help but smile giddily at her reaction to his proximity. He hoped that she chose anger. He loved breaking people who displayed anger more than fear. It was always fun watching them fall apart.Maribell knew that smile. She thought back to the number of times that she had seen that exact same smile growing up. It was the smile of someone who enjoyed hurting others. She sighed as if being near him bored her. She knew that he wanted her anger over her fear. People like him loved to break anyone who displa

Kane sighed as he put his phone in his back pocket. He was nervous to find out what Margo had found in Bernard’s cells. He hopped on his motorcycle and revved up the engine. It wasn’t long and he was flying down the road to the club. When he pulled up he saw Joker’s and Jude’s motorcycles parked out front. He parked his bike next to theirs and went inside. He sighed when he saw Machine sitting at the bar with them. “Hey,” he said, walking up to the bar. “Hey, you look like you’re in a better mood.” Machine said. “Did you finally hear from her?” “Yeah. She didn’t listen and went back.” Kane said. “Who?” Joker asked. 

Maribell sat curled up in the corner of her cell. She heard the doors open announcing the arrival of someone. Her eyes went wide and she quickly moved in front of the little girl that shared her cell, blocking her from view. She didn’t want them touching her. She tensed when she heard footsteps approaching the cell they shared. She hoped and prayed that they would go past her. That they would stop before they saw her. The little girl, who she learned was Cara clung to her back sobbing quietly. Maribell didn’t  care that  she was brushing against the wounds on her back and held in the groan that wanted to escape as her fresh wounds stung and burned. “Maribell….” Came a singsong voice from outside the cell.She stiffened more when she heard the voice.  She knew who it belonged to and glared up at the woman as sh

Kane sighed as he sat at the bar. The club had been lively until Margo had shocked everyone into silence. He sat there sipping his beer trying to control his bubbling anger. He couldn’t believe that they had cornered her like that. “So…” Cinder said as he stood next to Kane awkwardly. “Don’t you even fucking talk to me right now!” Kane roared, shoving away from the bar. “What the hell.” Samurai said, looking between the two of them. “Is that really necessary?”“Yes it fucking is!” Dex said, as he approached the bar with Machine. “Do you boys have any idea how hard that must have been for her? Do you have any idea why s