And there it was, the biggest damn secret of the whole goddamn club. The Prez’s little infidelity coming to light in the worst way possible. Secret Baby: Episode Nine. It was like a teen drama I couldn’t look away from.
Nina purposely went out of her way to trap Sabbath by poking holes in the condoms they used, avoiding fucking anyone else, and throwing away her birth control. Bianca told me everything over one of our nightly fuck fests. I was going to use the secret to blackmail Shasta back into my bed, but seeing her so distraught had me rethinking my whole plan.
“Wh—what?” she stuttered as her hands practically punched Sabbath in the pecs in order to get out of his embrace.
“He fucked me and now I’m carrying his child.”
“You bastard!” Shasta screeched. She couldn’t stop the tears if she tried. They were racing down her face, smearing her makeup and only making more of a mess. My heart broke for her. She didn’t deserve this.
“Shasta, wait!” Sabbath hollered after her, but not before Nina crowded his space, stopping him from moving any further.
“We have business to discuss, Sabbath,” she said, pinning him with a stare that would make any single man squirm.
Sabbath’s head shot up, finally realizing I was standing there. “Go after her, Clash, and make sure she’s okay. I got to handle this shit.” He grabbed Nina’s arm, manhandling her toward the room he used for fucking other women.
I rolled my eyes. Of course he would go straight back to fucking other people. It was like the man was addicted to pussy.
“What the hell happened?” Snyder asked, eyeing the hallway.
I was too busy to answer his question. I needed to find Shasta and save her from herself. “Not now,” I griped, waving him away. “Where’s Shasta?”
Snyder shrugged. “She didn’t come this way.”
“Fuck!” My palm smoothed down my hair, the frustration evident on my face.
“What the fuck happened, Clash?”
“Sabbath happened, damn it! Like always. he fucked with that poor girl’s heart and now she’s run off somewhere completely demoralized.”
Snyder looked confused, and even though I prided myself on being able to keep a secret, this was one secret I wasn’t about to keep.
“He knocked up Nina.”
“Fuck!” Snyder shouted. Both he and Sandman stood up on their feet. “We gotta find her.”
“Why?”
Snyder’s face paled. “Because Shasta isn’t in a good headspace. There’s no telling what she’ll do to herself.”
He didn’t need to explain what he meant because I felt each word in my soul. The girl was suicidal, and it was all Sabbath’s fault.
“You go look outside; I’m going to check the bathrooms. She couldn’t have gone far,” Snyder ordered.
Sandman stood in the middle of the room, looking lost as hell. “What do I do?”
“Stay here in case she comes back,” I shouted over my shoulder, racing outside to look for the woman who was shattering apart and seconds away from losing her shit.
This woman had been put through so fucking much in such a short amount of time. Just thinking about all Shasta had been through had my gut churning with unease. Was she really mentally unstable? If she was, what exactly would she do if left alone for too long?
No, I couldn’t think about that.
I had to find her.
I needed to save Shasta from herself before it was too late.
I may be a grade A asshole, but I did fucking care about the girl.
Care? Me? Jesus fuck, what the hell did cashing in this Hall Pass do to me?