Sabine looked around the club's bar, taking in the teeming amounts of half-naked, leather-clad, skanks, and hopeful wannabes. Some sitting on the patched member's laps or on the floor, their heads bobbing between the men's thighs, and some gyrating their hips seductively on the small dance floor. The men wearing their leather cuttes that looked like they had varying degrees in criminal activities.
Victor and his VP Ty, fit right in because in actuality that is exactly what all these men, in the club were about.
"So you really going to do this brother? " The Ty asked Victor, taking in the fine specimen that is Victor's wife.
Victor glanced across the gyrating bodies on the dance floor, to where his wife Sabine was sitting at the bar, talking to Sky, the bar lady. That's when Sabine's eyes, briefly met with Victor's cold glare.
Hound had just walked over and placed his hand on the small of Sabine's back, she didn't even flinch at the contact, which is what got Victor thinking. That innocent smile from Sabine, could not be so innocent after all.
"Yeah brother, I finally am."
Ty brought his beer up to his lips and took two gulps, then smiled grimly.
"You're fucking crazy Pres, you know that?" Victor's face changed into one of doom and gloom. The determination etched deep in his features.
"You should know, right!" Victor exclaimed rubbing his left hand over his stubbled chin, finally pulling his gaze from his wife.
Ty raised his bottle to his lips once more, emptying the remaining of the already warm liquid down his throat.
"I can't believe you want to trade that sweet ass ol' lady of yours for that fucking skank, Josie?"
"Watch your fucking tone, Ty. That fucking skank, as you so call her, does anything and everything I ask of her. Besides she is carrying my child." Victor says glaring at his trusted VP.
Ty almost choked on the shot he just downed.
"You fucking with me, right now brother?. Ty saw the truth radiating in Victor's eyes.
"Holy shit brother!" Ty exclaimed looking over at Sabine with a gleam in his eye. A plan forming in that depraved mind of his.
"Can, I have a taste of her before you wipe that sweet ass of hers, right off this planet Pres?" Victor raising an eyebrow at the suggestion, contemplating the request, none the less, before he burst out laughing.
"Your dicks funeral, besides I think you will walk away rather unsatisfied."
A skank wearing short shorts that barely cover her ass, with fishnets and thigh-high leather boots, sauntered seductively up to the table where Victor and Ty were sitting. Victor was going to have to pass on this particular delicacy and not because of his wife that was over at the bar, he couldn't give a shit about her, but because of Josie. Josie would have his nuts if he even thought of screwing anyone but her as she is the mother of his unborn child; she has become the center of Victor's world. His VP could have all the fun in the world with the leather-clad skank.
After five years of marriage, Sabine had still not conceived and if Josie never told him of Sabine's betrayal with the birth control, he never would have had any children.
The shots are finished as well as the beers, Ty raised his hand and immediately got the attention of the bar lady Sky, who was already sending over their refills.
The fact that Hound still had his hand planted on Sabine's lower back was not sitting right with Victor, no-one could touch her, she wasn't free to be touched by anyone but him, and Sabine bladdy well knew it. Her lessons should have proved that to her already, but as usual that bitch is stubborn beyond compare. After five years of beatings, she still hadn't broken and her will remained as strong as ever. Short of killing her, she would not bend to Victor's will at all.
Sabine knew in her heart, she felt it in her skin as it prickled that tonight would end, yet again with the beating of her life. She had already spent hours earlier in front of the vanity trying to cover up last night's bruises that Victor left on her face and around her neck.
Sabine had deep-seated hate towards her husband, and why wouldn't she? After years of being manhandled, abused, and beaten it should be expected. She had spent years envisioning Victor's demise over and over again in her mind. Victor's demise by her own hands would make her feel really good but would end her life. All she really wants is to be free, free without Victor. But that would never happen, Victor would kill her first before he ever set her free.
Does that make Sabine sick and twisted? Well who knows and who will stand in judgment of her, if she actually killed Victor?
She would be free of Victor and the abuse from some of the members, but that path would put her ass behind bars or dead if the members reached her before the cops did. Besides, that was a dark path that Sabine did not want to walk down.
"Look hun, you are running out of time. Your stuff is already secure at the motel, all you have to do is leave" Sky said quietly so that no flapping ears could overhear her, but before Sabine could answer a big hand wrapped around her neck and her long blonde hair and brought her roughly to the floor.
His other hand clutching around her throat, squeezing tightly, that Sabine could barely breathe. Her eyes bulging and her lungs burning while trying to gasp for air.
"You bitch, How could you" Victor screams his tall frame, looming over Sabine. His eyes turned dark with the anger that has consumed him. Fear creeping up Sabine's spine leaving her paralyzed.
He throws her down on the sticky alcohol-infused floor before a booted foot connects with Sabine's small midsection, leaving her heaving, trying to suck in more oxygen.
Sabine lying huddled in a small ball, defenseless, trying to protect herself from the kicks and punches that Victor is launching in her direction. A solid fist connects with her right cheek. The pain is excruciating as it connects, making her face feel like her jaw had been dislocated. The numbness spreading fast. Her eyesight going fuzzy as she tries to remain in the here and now.
"You useless, pathetic wench, Hound of all people, that's why you using birth control because you lay it all out there for the brothers, don't you? Why the fuck did I ever marry you, you fucking whore? You disgust me" he spits at Sabine as spittle goes flying in her face before he sends a large backhand through her face once more.
The bar has fallen into silence, all you hear is the heavy panting and breathing from Victor and the sniffling from tears from Sabine that are running endlessly down her face. Sabine is lying cradled in on herself as Victor looms over her. Pure hatred and disgust etched on his features.
"This is what happens to anyone who disrespects me or betrays this club, or my fucking loyalty" he booms out in anger, breathing heavily. Everyone that was standing around, shrinks away in fear of their President.
Victors boot print elegantly visible on the skin around Sabine's ribcage, from where he kicked her again, just minutes ago. Her waist-length blonde hair tinted red, and matted in blood. Her eyes swollen shut, two large engorged lips, swollen, and split. Blood and bruising already visible on all the surfaces of her skin. Sabine lay out cold, shallow breathing but not moving at all.
"Get this bitch out of my sight" Victor yelled out and when Hound made to move Victor glared then jumped all over Hound beating him as well. When Sabine finally started regaining consciousness she was being moved by none other than that back-stabbing skank Josie and Sky her best friend.
Sabine is now in Skylar's room where she proceeds to try and clean her up as best as she can with the amount of pain, she knew her best friend was in, it was not an easy task at all. Skylar moves to get the shower ready. "Going to get the water ready for a shower, hun. We need to get you clean" Skylar says looking at me with pity clouding her eyes. Sabine has always prided herself on being strong, so that look she says clouding her friend's eyes, makes her feel stupid and weak.
"Josie, please tell Pres that I will be down as soon as I get Sabine cleaned" She looks over at Josie who is already making her way to the bedroom door. "Sure thing, not too long though, we still have shit to do, and you know how impatient Pres gets," Josie says in that nasally voice of hers, which makes Sky want to rip her vocal cords out, walking out and closing the bedroom door behind her. Now that Josie is gone, Sky can speak openly and get her friend to agree to leave as soon as she is mobile again.
"Shit hun, this one's bad, please next time, I dread to think what could happen, please, it's now or never hun!" All Sabine can do is whimper in pain, as her endless tears streak down her face, burning the open cuts as they fall. Sabine has also come to the realization that her time is up, she will not make the next attack.
Skylar gently lifts Sabine to start stripping her of her clothes, now that the water is the perfect temperature she helps Sabine under the spray of water. Moaning and hissing as the lukewarm water scolds Sabine's sensitive skin. Sky's breath hitches when she sees the water run red and pool around their feet.
"I heard a rumor, well Gail told me, Josie is pregnant hun, Vic wants you dead, Josie is taking your place. This is why you need to get your shit together and leave" Sabine looks shocked, to say the least, but it's not as if she never expected the shit to hit the fan the way it did.
Sabine has secretly been drinking birth control to prevent her from falling pregnant. Josie must've found them and told Victor. Having a child with Victor in these circumstances was a definite hell no. She would never put an innocent child's life in the hands of Victor and his abuse. How Josie could, all because of her love for Victor is beyond any sain person's understanding. Luckily this beating was probably because of the birth control and the fact that Hound had his hand on Sabine's back, the lucky part is, that Victor has absolutely no idea of the level of betrayal that Sabine has committed. And Sabine will be long gone before he actually finds out. Sabine's death would be inevitable.
Once the water starts running clean, Sabine braces for the worst of the worst, actually putting soap on the wounds and moving. Her body has definitely seen better days than tonight. Skylar hands Sabine a towel after the cursing and bitching on getting herself clean then she led Sabine to the bed where painkillers and a glass of water were waiting on the bedside table, with a note from Victor. Sabine knew exactly what the note would say because it is Victor's MO. He beats the shit out of her then he is loving and asking for forgiveness.
Once Sabine has been put to bed Skylar hands Sabine the painkillers and water which she drinks greedily, before lying down.