“Judge, I’m so glad you’re back,” she whines, pressing up against me as I look down and take in her appearance.
Diamond’s wearing a bikini top that barely covers her tits.A short black skirt doesn’t leave anything to the imagination and I know if she bends over, her entire ass will be on full display.The make-up caked on her face does nothing to hide the swelling of her nose and the bruises already forming under her eyes.
“Get the fuck off of me,” I growl, yanking her hand from my chest and stepping away from her.
“Judge, you have to get rid of that stupid skank.She punched me for no reason and broke my nose,” Diamond tells me, her voice full of hate.
“What the fuck did you do to her?”I bark, not caring who hears me and learns about whatever happened in the clubhouse while we were gone.
“I didn’t do anything...,” she begins as Tristan walks up to me and I can tell he has something to say.
“What’s goin’ on, Prospect?”I ask him as Diamond goes tense and darts her eyes away from me.
“Diamond’s lyin’ if she told you Wren punched her for no reason.We already heard what happened from Wren and I know her better than anyone here.She doesn’t lie for any reason.And she sure as fuck has no reason to lie about somethin’ that happened while no one was here.Wren doesn’t plan on stayin’ long-term so she’s not scared to be kicked out.When she says she’ll sleep in her car, she means it,” Tristan tells me as Diamond starts to try and inch away from me.“From what Wren said, Diamond made a comment about her finally learnin’ her place by cookin’ and cleanin’ the clubhouse while we were gone.Then she asked Wren who the fuck she thought she was.They exchanged some words and Diamond made the first move.Wren simply defended herself.”
I turn my attention back to Diamond as Demolition and Fury step up on either side of me.I can feel the rage simmering beneath the surface of both men and know everyone inside is about to hear what’s going on.
“You’re tellin’ me the Rebels didn’t do anythin’ while we were gone?”I question Tristan as I look around and take in the completely spotless common room.“Not a single one of them did any work?”
“None of them helped her.Wren cleaned the kitchen, made a shit ton of food, baked desserts, did the dishes again, cleaned all the glasses for the bar, and tried to restock but we got back here before she could.When we walked in, all the Rebels were sittin’ on the couches doin’ nothin’ but watchin’ Wren.She’s in fuckin’ pain and won’t stop until everythin’ is done,” Tristan states as I notice all the Rebels trying to hide in a corner instead of mixing with the guys as normal.
“I know you’re President, Judge, but this shit is done.Diamond, get the fuck out and don’t come back.You’re not allowed to get any of your shit or anythin’.You’ve been warned to leave Wren alone.Now, you did absolutely nothin’ while she did all the work.Wren is still recoverin’ and has no business liftin’ a fuckin’ finger in this clubhouse.She should have been restin’ and takin’ care of herself.You’re a lazy bitch who is entitled.No one wants your used up ass here any longer,” Fury states as Diamond starts screaming and crying.
“Listen the fuck up!”I call out because this isn’t exactly club business since I’m dealing with the Rebels.“We were just informed none of the Rebels did anythin’ here while we were buryin’ one of our own.They made a guest cook and clean when they know she’s still recoverin’.Not to mention I told them before walkin’ out the door to get this place clean and cook enough food for everyone here.None of you are to eat anythin’ Wren made, drink any alcohol, or touch a single man here today.We’ll have church and decide what to do with you tomorrow.Diamond, I second what Fury said.Get the fuck outta here now.”
Tristan grabs her arm tight enough so she can’t get away from him but not hard enough to hurt her.He drags her outside and we can still hear her loud ass when the door closes behind them.Fury and Demolition leave my side and I know they’re going in search of Wren to see how much pain she’s in.I want to be right there with them, but make my way to the bar instead.I grab a drink from Zach and make my way to the table I always occupy.Looking around the room, I take in everyone as they gather to celebrate Razer’s life.Today is gonna be a long as fuck day full of drinking.
***
Wren made the mostamazing food I’ve ever tasted in my life.The ribs fell off the bone, all the salads had the best flavors, and the stuffed shells were delicious.From what I could tell, everyone loved all the food and most men and women had seconds and thirds.Wren kept herself hidden, not sitting at the bar or anywhere else in the common room as I was surrounded by my family, Fury, Demolition, and Vulture.We were the quietest table in the room as we all thought of Razer and how much we’re going to miss his chaotic ass around here.Millie was invited to come over with us, but she refused.I knew she would.Millie’s never come to the clubhouse but we can go to her home whenever we want to see the kids and her.
Things are getting pretty damn crazy in the clubhouse.The Rebels are sitting in a group on their own, watching everyone as they pout and don’t make any attempt to disobey me.At least they’re smarter than Diamond.Standing from my seat, I look around and finally spot Wren at the end of the bar talking to Tristan about something.He wipes his hands on a towel and I know he’s about to leave with her to put that cream on her back.Not tonight.I’ll be the one to help her.
“Tristan, you stay where you are.I’ll take Wren upstairs and help her with the cream.There’s too many people here for us to leave the bar with only one person behind it,” I tell him as Tristan stops in his tracks and nods his head once while looking at Wren.“Come on, Little Bird.I’ll help you so you’re not here for all the shit that’s about to go down.”
“You don’t have to help me, Judge.I’m good,” she says, wincing as she turns and heads for the stairs to go up to the room I put her in.
“Wren, I’m gonna help you.I can see how much pain you’re in.You can’t even walk without a limp.Let me do this,” I say, almost begging her.I don’t beg women for any reason.
Wren doesn’t say a word as I follow her upstairs and feel eyes on us as we disappear in the hallway.When she goes to enter the room she’s staying in, I grab her hand and lead her to my room.I already have the cream she needs in my room.Dr.Sanchez got it for me when I called him and told him about Wren.I wanted to make sure he was on standby in case she needed something or wasn’t getting any better.
Unlocking my door, I allow Wren to enter before me.She doesn’t look around or anything as she stands stiffly in the center and waits for me to tell her what to do or something.
“Lay on the bed, Little Bird.You’re gonna have to remove your shirt so I can get to your back.No different than whatever you do for Tristan when he helps you,” I tell her, trying to hold in the anger when I think of him seeing any part of her body naked.
“I’m not going to lay on your bed.I don’t know who else has been in it,” she sasses me and I can’t help but laugh at her.
“No one’s been in the bed since I changed the sheets last night.Everythin’ is clean so you don’t have to worry,” I assure her as she turns to look at me over her shoulder.“Come on.I’ve got the cream ready.You’re the one spendin’ more time with me because you won’t do what you have to.”
That gets Wren moving.She slowly removes her shirt and I can tell it pulls on her back.Reaching out, I take the material from her hands and remove it for her.Wren’s not wearing a bra as I look at her in shock.I’m not surprised about the lack of a bra because of the extent of her injuries.What has my eyes opening wide is how bad the bruising is.It’s almost black with a few hints of yellow and that disgusting green color.The cuts are all essentially healed but I still see a few of them here and there.One of them is pretty damn long by the bottom of her back right above where the sweatpants sit.
“You ready, Little Bird?”I question her and watch as she lays on the bed and nods her head in response.
Sitting down next to her, I squeeze some cream on my palm and rub my hands together.I reach out and slowly start to run my hands across the expanse of her back, her smooth skin sliding under my rough hands.A tremor runs through Wren’s body and I can’t help but smile because I’m making that happen.I slowly smooth the cream into her skin from the top of her back down to where the sweatpants rest on her waist.As I run my hands across her body, I can feel the muscle spasms.When I hit a particularly bad spot, Wren moans as I kneed the knot from her muscle.
“Keep doin’ that, Little Bird, and I’ll be givin’ you another reason to moan,” I tell her, my voice deep and husky as her eyes pop open.“Gotta take your sweats down so I can get the back of your thigh.I know you’re injured there as well.”
Wren doesn’t fight me as I remove the sweatpants she’s been wearing.They’re huge on her and I know they belong to Tristan or Zach.Adding more cream to my hands, I make sure to take care of the bruising on her thigh.It’s not as bad as her back, but it’s still pretty damn dark.I can’t imagine how horrible it feels after walking and standing all day long when she should have been resting.