Chapter 75, Needed Conversations


    Chapter 75: Needed Conversations


    <b><i>Blythe’s </i></b><i>P.O.V. </i>


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    “Where should we start?”


    Tusk and Mom shared an ufortable look.


    “Why don’t you start with why you didn’te back after you turned 18?” Mom asked.


    Did the guys not tell them?


    “I–I did,” I stuttered.


    “What?” Tusk breathed out.


    “It was a few days before my birthday, but… I–I ran away. I knew I had to,” I told them. “They


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    “Wait, ecape? Escape from where?” Mom asked.


    “Hold on,” Tusk said, looking at me. “You came back here?”


    I nodded slowly.


    “I snuck in through a hole in the back east part of the property. Havoc showed it to me,<b>” </b>I admitted.


    “What the hell happened?” he asked angrily.


    Okay, so clearly nobody told them. Were they all trying to keep it from them? They might not have known about my abuse, but they sent me back. Havoc did at least. He told me he texted Karma about it too. They were keeping everyone busy while Havoc handed me over to Daniel while I pleaded for him not to.


    What do I do now? Tell Tusk that it was his son? It would only cause trouble right now. Havoc is definitely feeling guilty as it is. At least, it seems that way. Maybe they really didn’t know about my abuse?


    “Daniel got his hands on me again,” I said. It’s not technically a lie. However, it <i>doesn’t </i>really seem like Tusk believes it.


    “Daniel?” Mom asked confused. “Why are you calling your father by his name?”


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    I turned my head to look at her. The confusion was in as day on her face. Despite this heavy conversation, I couldn’t help but ask her the one question that I was always the most curious to know. Because I just couldn’t picture my loving, sweet, kind–hearted mother with a man so vile and evil.


    “What was he like when you knew him?”


    “Your father?” she asked. I swallowed the urge to correct her and nodded. Mom blew out a breath as her eyes went wide. “He was nice at first. He came from a rich family and I came from nothing. He wanted to keep our rtionship a secret. I found out that it was because he was ying me the whole time. He had a few other girlfriends. I didn’t know it until I told him I was pregnant. It was like he turned into apletely different man. Heughed in my face, told me to… to abort you. I never saw him again after that day. Not until you were 15.”


    I frowned at her, confused. Not because that didn’t necessarily sound like Daniel, but because I expected worse. I thought that there was no way Mom couldn’t have known that he was an evil person. I wondered if maybe he was abusive to her, and she was scared. Or maybe he was a great actor and was actually kind to her. Maybe it was Silent Divine that changed him. Part of me even wondered if I had taken her ce. What she’s telling me is a mild versionpared to what I got.


    “Honey, just because your dad was that way with me, didn’t mean he was going to be a bad father,” Mom continued as she squeezed my hand again. “He was a di.ck and absent most of your life, but I was fine with the two of you having a rtionship. I didn’t want to give you up, but maybe he could visit. You deserved to know your father and have a dad in-”


    “Stop calling him that!” I finally snapped, yanking my hand from hers to grip the table. “That disgusting, vile man is <b><i>not </i></b>my father!”


    Mom’s eyes went wide as she stared at me with her mouth agape. I was breathing hard, but guilt instantly filled me. Tears filled my eyes, but I blinked them back and looked away from my mom.


    “Blythe,” her tone was stern yet gentle. “What did he do to you?”


    I closed my eyes as my tears finally broke free.


    “I thought you all knew,” I whispered.


    “None of us did kiddo,” Tusk said gently.


    “Everly said you were happy to get rid of me,” I threw out.


    “She lied,” he replied sternly. “And I’ll be having a long talk with my daughter about everything she did to you, Blythe. I promise you that.”


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    I shook my head, every instinct in me fighting the truth.


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    “H–he told me that none of you cared, th–that none of you even called to check on me,” I said, my voice cracking.


    “I called you every single day, Blythe,” Mom rushed out, her voice stern. “I tried to talk to you every single day that you were gone. Sometimes multiple times a day.”


    “What?” I asked, feeling like all the air had been stolen from my lungs.


    Mom turned her whole body to face me and grabbed my other hand. She squeezed my hands in hers and smiled at me as tears fell down her cheeks. She had a determined look in her


    brown eyes that was so familiar a sob tumbled right out of me.


    “Blythe Lyra Owens… I am your mother. I carried you in my belly for over nine months. I raised you, bathed you, clothed you, fed you, and loved you for your entire life,” she said. “Having to give you to your… to Daniel was the hardest thing I ever had to do. I didn’t want you to go. The club almost got into a lot of trouble trying to get you back. And you bet your a.ss I tried to talk to you every single day. You are my baby. There hasn’t been a day in your whole life that I haven’t wanted you.”


    I blinked at her as my own tears fell.


    “But… Daniel said…” I trailed off, feeling more confused.


    “He apparently lied to both of us,” Mom said. “He always told me that you didn’t want to talk to me, to any of us. He said that you got a taste of what it was like to be rich and didn’t want anything to do with us. He said that you were a da.ddy’s girl now and wanted us to leave you


    alone.”


    My jaw dropped as her words sank in. A hollow scoff escaped me, surprising even me with the weight of it.


    “What a load of sh.it,” I hissed, my voice raspy from crying.


    “So, you didn’t hate me then?” Mom asked sadly.


    “No,” I said. “I was confused about why you let me go. I thought you hated me, but… I would have… I would have given anything to talk to you again.”


    This exined why Daniel never actually let me talk to any of them. Why I never sort of directly heard those lies from any of them. He was ying me, trying to iste me so that I felt like I had nowhere to run to. And it worked. I let him brainwash me and I… wasted so


    much time running.


    This still doesn’t exin why Havoc gave me back to him though. They might not have


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    known, but… Did they all really not want me back? Why not then but now? Should I ask Havoc


    about it<b>? </b>


    “He probably just wanted you to hate me,” Mom said, trying to brush it off.


    Tusk and I shared a look. We know that’s not why. Now we have to break it to Mom. But first, I want answers to some questions of my own.


    “Mom… why did you let me go live with him if you didn’t want to?” I asked. “There’s no way the state just gave him full custody of me when he hadn’t seen me for the first 16 years of my life. You had to let me go.”


    Mom winced like I had pped her. She looked away from me, clearly not wanting to answer.


    “Tell her the truth, Angie,” Tusk said. “She ain’t a kid no more. She needs to know.”


    Mom sighed as she squeezed her eyes shut. More tears spilled out of her, but she tried to smile through them.


    “I didn’t have a choice,” she whispered.


    “What do you


    mean?” I asked, suddenly terrified that Daniel threatened my sweet mother.


    “You’re right, the state shouldn’t have given Daniel full custody like that,” she told me. “I expected visitations that would get built up to overnights and some weekends, but when that judge dered full custody to the father with no rights to the mother… my whole world flipped upside down.”


    “What?” I breathed out.


    “A few months after you left, we found out that Daniel bribed the judge,” Tusk told me as Mom sobbed quietly. “Apparently, Daniel had connections with somew enforcement here and a couple of judges. He rigged it so that he could take you and your mother couldn’t do a thing about it.”


    My jaw dropped.


    “W–why didn’t you tell me that before?” I asked, turning to Mom.


    “I didn’t want you to hate him because of it…” she blubbered. “I never thought he would hurt <i>you </i>in any way. I didn’t want you to feel like you had to pick sides.”


    That’s why I never saw her again. That’s why Daniel never had to let me talk to her. That’s why nobody checked on me. That’s why Daniel got away with everything.


    That… exins so much.


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    “Bly, honey, I know you probably have more questions, but…” Mom trailed off before taking <b>a </b>deep breath. “I need to know what Daniel did to you. Please,” she begged me.


    She has no idea what she’s begging to hear.


    “It’s… going to make you feel…” I trailed off, not wanting to do this anymore.


    “Honey, you need to tell me,” she said softly, trying to smile at me.


    I looked at Tusk, and he gave me a single nod.


    “You promise not to tell anyone? Even if your dipsh.it prez demands it?” I asked.


    Tusk gave me a small smile.


    “I’ll risk my cut before I risk your trust again kiddo,” he said in a gentle tone.


    I nodded, deciding to trust him. Then I looked at Mom. I’m not ready for this, but I need to do <ol><li>it. </li></ol>


    So, I took a deep breath and, for the first time ever, I spilled my guts out about what happened


    to me.


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