Called By the King./@PurebredMthrFkr
Despite the fact that I’ve had plenty to occupy my mind over the last 24 hours or so, I couldn’t get my run-in with Bitty out of my mind. She had been dead set on going out and getting herself killed, all in the name of revenge. I got it, I did. Been there, bought the t-shirt, wore it out… I just couldn’t have her go through that. Not to mention, if she had gone out that door, we never would have seen her again. She wouldn’t have made it alone. I needed to make sure she was taken care of. I knew Mary and Rhage would be keeping a good eye on her, but she needed someone her own age, a colleague, someone close, someone she could depend on, someone she could confide in. I still don’t think she’s told anyone about that young. I’m sure some of the males around have scented it. That’s not the same as coming out and announcing it to the world.
So, here I was, at the end of a very long day, waiting on Lucius. He was a Brother and Baldassare’s best mate, which made him family and basically a brother to Bitty. I was hoping he wouldn’t have any problems with sticking close to her, and making sure she stays out of trouble. I didn’t need someone that was going to report back to me, keep me informed of every move she made. I needed someone that would know every move she made and keep her safe. Don’t get me wrong, I expected to be kept informed if there was something to be concerned about. I just didn’t need to know all her deepest secrets. Privacy was important to me, therefore I was sympathetic to others own privacy. @Guilty_Torment
Having tracked down Bitty, though it wasn’t hard to find her. After the years of knowing her, and learning of her through Baldassare. She was like a little sister to me. One that I would fight to protect with my very own life. I stood as silent guard, she didn’t know that I watched her. I didn’t know how to go to her at the moment, as I watched. The loss had changed her, changed her ways I never thought I would see. She didn’t smile, all the light had been taken from her eyes. Hell, she didn’t even shine, the light she use to carry with her was no longer there. It broke my heart for her. I didn’t know what I was going to do. How was going to be there for her? I had to find away, she was after all my sister.
As I stood there watching for a few moments. I had things I needed to do. She was safe, at least for now,I took a bit comfort of that. I had a meeting with the King himself. Scribe knew what he needed. I had to be honest, I feared what he was going to tell me. Pushing away from the wall I had leaned against. Bitty didn’t know that was there, she was in her own world at the moment. Walking out of the room, I made my way to Wrath’s office. The closer that I got, the more nervous that I got. My shitkickers hit the stairs, each step becoming closer. On the last step I turned to down the hall to go to his office door.
I stood there for what felt like forever, raising my hand to the door,knocking to announce myself. Stepping into Wrath’s office. I wouldn’t lie, my heart was beating out of chest. Clearing my throat, my voice deep. “You wanted to see?” I hoped and prayed it was nothing bad, that I was about to hear.
Feeling Whiskey’s head pop off my lap, just as I heard the thud of a pair of shitkickers hit the stairs, I knew Lucius was on his way. Both he and Baldassare were newer members of the Brotherhood, yet they had proved their worth many times over. I was confident in my decision that he was the one for this job.
As I heard Lucius’ knuckles wrap on the jamb, I waved a hand, inviting him to have a seat. “Please, shut the door behind you.” The subject of this meeting being a sensitive one, I didn’t want passersby to overhear. No one needed to know just how concerned I was about Bitty. No one had known about her desire to go out the other night, pretty much on a suicide mission, and they didn’t need to know. I had told only one person of her transgression, Mary. I thought it pertinent that someone in her immediate family, as well as someone with a psychology background, knew about what happened. It was hard for Mary to hear, and I was breaking a bit of trust Bitty had in me by telling her, but this was about Bitty’s life, and her life was more important than the trust I would have to earn back. @Guilty_Torment
Nodding my head I shut the door behind me, swallowing the lump in my throat. This wasn’t good, it had to be something bad for him to want the door the closed. I knew that it couldn’t have been Bitty, I just left her. Though you never could tell when it came to her. Walking over I sat down on one of the couches, I never liked the damn things. I felt like I would break them just by sitting in them. Resting my forearms on my knees, lacing my fingers together.
I didn’t know what to say, not wanting to hear that we lost even more. But I wouldn’t be called here just for that. There was something else going on. I hated to be kept on the edge like this. However, knowing is just as bad. I didn’t show emotions on the outside. Fuck the inside, was a fucking war zone.
Clearing my throat, did I want to ask? I was going to find out sooner rather than later. “Whats up?”
There were times when I enjoyed dragging out my requests, for the sheer joy in knowing the other person was squirming. Tonight would have been a perfect opportunity to do that, if it were not for the immediate nature of my request. So, hearing the trepidation in Lucius’ voice, I got right to it. “I need to ask you to do something for me, and it may go against the trust someone has in you, but at the moment, it’s her life I am more concerned about.” I paused for only a second before continuing. “The night of the mission, I caught Bitty trying to sneak out. She was headed out to get revenge for Baldassare’s death by taking out as many of them as she could. However, she knew and I knew she wouldn’t have come back. She was basically headed for a suicide mission and I’m afraid she might try something like that again. What I need from you is to keep an eye on her. Now, I don’t need a detailed report of everything she does, but I do need /you/ to know every move she makes and keep her safe. If you find her doing something detrimental to her health, or to the health of that young she is carrying,” I knew that wouldn’t be a surprise to Lucius. She had not gone public with the information, but it was hard for us males to mistake that scent, “I want to know immediately. I’ve picked you for your relationship with Baldassare and Bitty, and for that, I am sure you are the right male for the job. Now, all I need from you is a ‘Yes, Sire.’ and we’re good. Any questions?” @Guilty_Torment
I wasn’t ready for what I heard from Wrath. Coming in here thinking that someone else had lost their life, to this fucking war. But, never in my life would I have thought it would have been this. That Bitty tried to kill herself. She knew that Baldassare wouldn’t have wanted her to do that. I squeezed my hands together so tight, the knuckles started to turn white. Didn’t she know how much that would have killed Baldassare to know? This was not Bitty, this was not my sister, my friend. She wouldn’t do this. However, losing her hellern has broken her. I’d be damn if we lost her too, and the young that she carried. Wanting to shake some kind of sense into her. That would only make her even more closed off then she already is.
For my promise and for Wrath asking me, I was going to do this. There was no way in hell I wouldn’t, I was doing it already. Thankful that there was someone else that worried about her and wanted her safe. “Its a trust I’m willing to break for her and the young, and for a promise made to my brother. Yes, Sire I will do this.” I wouldn’t speak a word of this to anyone. There were a million of questions running through my mind. But, I only ask one. “Does anyone else know that she did this?” If Rhage even got a hint of what Bitty had done, he would flip. But fuck if I was going to lose Bitty and her young too.
I waited as Lucius took in all the information I had given. It wasn’t every day you were told that one of your closest friends had conspired to take their own life. As soon as I heard the answer I was looking for, a sense of calm washed over me. That would be one thing less thing, in a long list of things, I would have to worry about… and trust me, that list could wrap around the manse twice, at this point.
Shaking my head at Lucius’ question, I replied, “I have only told one other person, Mary. I felt it was important for her family to know, and Mary, being a therapist, has experience with talking to people in need of listening. I also thought it best to leave it up to Mary as to whether or not she wanted to tell Rhage. That is no longer my call. I did let Mary know I was going to speak to you. So, she is aware of our understanding. If you need her for anything, you have only to ask. Aside from Mary, I would ask you to keep this conversation to yourself. No one else needs to know Bitty’s business.” Pausing for a second, making sure I have gone over everything I needed to with Lucius. Once I’m satisfied that I have, I ask, “That will be all for now. Do you have any other questions for me?” @Guilty_Torment
Just hearing that Mary knew. That brought my some comfort. Though I knew how much wouldn’t want anyone to know what she had almost done. I still couldn’t wrap my head around it. That wasn’t our Bitty. She was in a dark place. One I hoped that we could all bring her out of, before it was to late. We couldn’t lose Bitty or the young that she carried. I could feel the weight of my promise weighing my shoulders down. However, I wouldn’t let that stop me. I wouldn’t fail, not Bitty, not Baldassare and not Wrath. Nothing was going to stop me, not while there was breath left in my body.
Shaking my head, “No, Sire. I won’t say a word to anyone about this, most of all Bitty.” That wouldn’t end well, as far as I concerned. I was taking this with me to the fade. “I have no questions, Sire.” Nodding my head I stood and made my way to the door. Stopping just as my fingers wrapped around the knob. Keeping my back to Wrath, “I won’t fail…” Gripping the knob a little tighter than what was needed. Not turning the knob, “May I go?” The need to make sure Bitty was okay filled me. Just for my own peace of mind.
“Good.” I replied and nodded in response to Lucius’ consent that he wouldn’t tell anyone. I didn’t need any of this to get out. No one needed to know about what Bitty had attempted to do, nor did anyone need to know of Lucius’ and mine agreement. We were a family here at the manse and there wasn’t much sacred amongst us Brothers, however, this was definitely one of those things that did not need to be publicized.
“I don’t expect you to fail. If I did, I wouldn’t have brought this to you.” Dipping my head in agreement, I responded, “You may be excused.” As I heard Lucius boots step out into the hallway, I grabbed what paperwork was left on the desk and dumped it into the drawer on the left. I was done for the day. I needed to get in a quick nap before I had to start all over again, in a couple hours. Whistling for Whiskey, I stood and made my way to the door.