Born to Ride_A Clubhouse Collection

chapter 6 ~ Ryder

Every time Ryder thought about those days, he became the frightened little boy who was trying so hard to be brave...

Young Ryder had watched, wide-eyed, through the peephole as Tiny put his willy near Marianne’s backside and his hands on her bare bosom. She moaned and writhed beneath him—he was sure Tiny was hurting his mom, yet it made his willy go really stiff as he watched them and heard the noises they were making. He couldn’t understand the blood rushing through his veins or what was happening to his young body.

Tiny gripped her by the hair, calling her a slut and slapping her ass, playfully at first, then harder till she screamed for him to stop. It was then Ryder’s willy jerked a few times and warm liquid squirted into his pants. Had he just peed himself?

His heart beat in his chest, his hands clammy as he clenched his fists. Tiny had mounted her from behind, just like Ryder had seen the Jack Russel do to Sassy, their dog. Next thing, and Sassy had babies. Three of them. All because the Jack Russel had humped her. And now Tiny was doing that to Ryder’s mom.

Ryder didn’t want Marianne to have more babies. She could hardly take care of him and Max, and when she wasn’t naked in one of the guy’s beds, she was crying her eyes out and mumbling about her life being wasted, and that she had no chance of a normal life.

It got worse. Jake was diagnosed with throat cancer. He couldn’t sing any longer. So he stayed home in LA and stopped coming on road trips with them. Marianne pleaded with him, saying she needed to spend time with Jake or she would go crazy. She promised to be only his, but he just shook his head and said he was sorry, he couldn’t leave his wife and his kids. Ryder heard Marianne scream at him that he just had to look at Max to know he was his kid too, but Jake laughed bitterly and told her there was no way in hell he was giving up his life for her.

Two weeks later, Marianne ran off with the new vocalist. Randy was five years younger than Marianne, yet he was besotted by her. In spite of the alcohol and drugs she regularly consumed, and bearing two kids, she still had the body of Venus and a sweet smile that melted any man’s heart. Randy said he couldn’t work with Tiny, that he was sure Tiny was going to murder him in his sleep, with Marianne in his arms. So when Randy got offered a contract by a new label, he disappeared, taking only his guitar and the two boy’s mom with him.

Tiny was gutted. He ranted and raved for weeks, taking his anger out mostly on Max.

Ryder had to protect his little brother; he knew it wasn’t Max’s fault that their mom didn’t love her boys anymore. Max missed her as much as Ryder did. Every night young Max cried himself to sleep while Ryder rubbed his back and bit back his own tears. His throat burned, his chest ached, yet he refused to cry. It was up to him now to be strong for Max.

In spite of all her shortcomings, Marianne had been the only light in their young lives.

And now she was gone.