Chapter 33

Pixie



When we pull up at the house I know something is wrong. My house is surrounded by bikes and trucks. Kuttes are walking in and out of the house and walking around it on the outside. From here I can’t tell who is who. But I get a feeling of dread. Viper parks the truck and places his hand on my knee. “ Baby, I’m going to see what is going on. Sit tight and lock the doors. Unless you recognise the person, don't open the door.” he said. I nod, “ I promise I won’t move. Can you see if Nixon is ok? He was supposed to be home.”

Viper kisses my head and says “ I will.” Viper gets out and shuts the door. I hit the automatic locks and looked out the window trying to figure out what was going on. I watch Viper walk over to one of the guys that just came out of the house. It is so dark it is hard to tell but I think it is Axel. What is he doing here? Shouldn’t he be home with his wife? I see two guys come from the side of the house and it looks like Brick and Ref. Again what are they doing here? Ref is supposed to be at the Devils clubhouse and Thor wasn’t on duty today. Now that I take a second look it looks like all the patches from both clubs are here.

I can’t see Nixon anywhere and I’m starting to worry. I can’t hear a word they are saying even after I crack the window. Finally after forever Viper and Vice come over. I open the door hoping to get some answers. Vice helps me out of the truck and hugs me. “ Baby, Nixon is fine. He wasn’t home. But there is a problem. Someone broke in and trashed the place. We need you to come in, see if anything is missing and I want you to pack a bag. You aren’t staying here tonight.” Viper said

I know I should argue. Say that it is my house and I will stay here if I want to. Or that Viper can’t tell me what to do. But I don’t. Someone broke into my home. My private sanctuary.The one place I can get away from the worries of the world. I don’t feel safe here. So yes, I’m going inside and packing a bag. Enough clothes and toiletries to last a week. I don’t even care where I go as long as it is a way from here.

I follow Viper and Vice through the now broken front door. It is handing off the hinges. It looks like someone used a battering ram. There are pieces of wood on the floor. In the living room our coffee table was turned over and the legs broken off. The couch,loveseat and Nixon’s recliner were slashed and all the stuffing was ripped out and all over the floor. All of the pictures that were on the walls were thrown on the floor and smashed. Our photo albums were scattered everywhere. I bend down to pick up the closest one with tears in my eyes.

“ Pixie, don’t worry about this stuff. We will get it all cleaned up for you. Let’s get you a bag packed and find you somewhere safe to go. We just need to know if anything is missing.” Vice said. I wipe my eyes and nod. The place is so trashed it is hard to tell. “ Bitch and Whore” are spray painted on the wall. So I know this one is targeted at me. “ Uncle Vice, I can’t tell.” I whispered. Vice wraps his arm around my shoulder. “ Don’t worry about it. We can have Nixon go through it as we clean up.” he said. I can’t do more than nod.

“ Baby, my boys called out friend Bradford. He is going to come over and see if he can get some prints. He said to touch as little as possible.” Viper said. That makes sense. And at times like this we need all the help we can get. I make my way upstairs to my room and see it is trashed too. My clothes have been torn to shreds. My bed is cut up so bad I can see the springs. Every drawer in my dresser has been pulled out and dumped. I may not have anything to pack based on what I'm looking at.

“ Baby just get what you can. We will buy anything else you need.” Viper said handing me a duffel bag he must have gotten from the bottom of the closet. I have never been so happy that Anna has my costumes. I was able to find three pairs of panties, two bras, two pairs of work out pants and three tee-shirts. Out of an overflowing closet and full dresser that is all that is left. I go to the bathroom to get my supplies from there. The bathroom is remarkably untouched compared to the rest of the house. The only way you would know someone has been in here is the lipstick words on the mirror. “ Cheater.” this time. I grab my tooth brush, shampoo, body wash and conditioner in my travel bag.

Viper is waiting for me in my room. I grab a few more things like my hairbrush. As I’m zipping up the bag I whisper “ Viper, where am I going to go? This has been my home since I was born. My safe haven. It isn’t safe anymore.” I blink to try to clear the tears from my eyes but they just won’t stop. Viper now has his arms around me pulling me to his chest. When did he move? He runs a hand up and down my back.

“ Let it out, baby. I have you.” he says, holding me close. With those comforting words I let the tears fall. He rubs circles on my back. “ I’m going to keep you safe,” he said. “ Why is this happening? I have never been with anyone but you. I’m not a whore. And I have never cheated. I can’t stand cheaters. You believe me, don’t you?” I cried. Viper pulls back and lifts my head with his thumb. He wipes away my tears and says “ Listen to me carefully. I know what is written on the walls is not true. I have never even seen you flirt with another guy. I know you have never cheated on me. And you are definitely not a whore. I do believe you.”

I sigh in relief. He needs to know I’m not like that. I have stayed true to him even when we were separated. “ Viper, what am I going to do? Where am I going to go?” I asked. Normally I make all the decisions in my life but now I’m in over my head. “ You are going to grab your bag and come home with me. I know you will be safe there. We will have two people with you at all times. The house has a security system with a panic button. Tomorrow while you are at practice I will take Anna to get you some more clothes. The Devils and I will figure this out.” he said.

I wasn’t ready to move in with Viper yet. But this break in changes everything. And I do feel safe with Viper. And I do hate the thought of sleeping without him. So I guess I’m moving in with Viper. I just wished it was under better circumstances. And this could be good to build our marriage back up. Or make it fall apart. Only time will tell. For now I’m letting him take control.