Bitter Sweet Symphony: Part II

1. Blood Queen

Driving down the dirt road surrounded by nothing but woods, the house is set back a mile from the main road. Today is a big day for me. My mother”s been in hiding for years and it’s finally time I introduce Jade to the only other important woman in my life. Last night I told her how we were able to keep her hidden for all this time. It’s a team effort, really. Unfortunately for the others, their moms never got the chance to escape.

I reach over and grab my princess’s hand and place a gentle kiss on her ring finger. Today I’ll be asking my mother for my grandmother”s ring to propose with. My heart rate has been out of whack all day. I’ve been so nervous for this moment. Putting trust in another isn’t my forte. Trusting my brothers is easy, but with Jade, that took a little bit longer. She proved herself time and time again though. I can’t wait to make her my wife and make all the babies I can with her. I don’t know why I’m so nervous. Maybe there’s still a piece of me that thinks she will say no and only want a life with my brothers, or maybe I’m still not good enough.

“Jamie, your hands are shaking. What’s going on in that beautiful head of yours?” She quirks a brow, pulling my hand to her heart. “ It’s okay, baby. I’m nervous too.” Her heart is beating so fast. Why does that give me a little hope knowing she”s freaking out just as bad as I am?

“A lot of things flow through my head, Princess. I just want today to be perfect.” I give her a little smile, showcasing my dimple, and lust fills her eyes, causing my dick to twitch. Down boy, down. We will stretch her out later.

“It will be. I just hope your mom likes me.” She sighs.

“Princess, you are perfect and she will see that right off the rip. You have nothing to worry about.” She nods her head as we finally reach the house. It’s a beautiful farmhouse style home, with a wrap-around porch and those swinging chairs. There are a couple box planters along the steps and navy blue shutters that perfectly contrast the off-white color of the house. Putting the car in park, I turn to her and place my hand against her cheek, pulling her sweet lips to mine. “After we leave here, I want you dripping for me by the time we make it back to the city. I have a surprise for you when we get home.” Her eyes light up.

“That depends on how good your finger game is, Mr. Callaghan.” She giggles and I growl against her lips. She pulls away too soon, already missing her touch.

“Let’s do this,” she says as I nod, reaching for the handle.

Climbing out of the truck, I round the front and open her door like the gentleman that I am. Placing my hand out, she grabs it and steps out with ease. She looks incredible today. She”s wearing a deep green sundress that accentuates her eyes. Her gorgeous black curly hair flowing down her back. Ruby red gloss paints her lips, making them more enticing. This girl always has my dick hard, but I need to tame that fucker before I end up taking her in a closet.

“You look beautiful, Princess.” I say, noticing her cheeks blush.

“Thanks. You”re looking quite dapper today.” She winks. Jesus fucking christ. Why does every little thing about her make my dick hard? It’s like I’m fifteen all over again.

Suddenly, I’m pulled from my thoughts as the front door opens and there she is, my mother. Her bright blue eyes light up when she sees Jade. This is it. Every nervous minute, every beat of my racing heart, gone. One look at my mother and all the worry just vanished.

“Hi, I’m Charlotte, you must be Jade.” My mother says, quickly pulling my girl into her arms, seeming to hug for a little too long. When my eyes connect with my mothers, they are suddenly glowing and her face begins contorting into a rotting corpse, her throat seeming to split from the line running across it. No, no. What the fuck is happening? The rotting corpse turns Jade around to face me and takes a hold of her head. Smiling at me, mother snaps her neck and throws her to the ground. I scream in anger as I charge at this thing, but it grabs a hold of my neck and I’m immobilized. I can’t move, can’t breathe. It brings my face close to theirs and snarls,

“You’re next.”I scream as I awake from the nightmare. What in the actual fuck? Trying to calm myself, I take a deep breath and feel around my bed. Jade was supposed to be next to me but her spot is ice cold. She dipped out on me? Unacceptable. Especially after what we did only hours ago. Fuck that.

Climbing out of bed, I click the coffee pot on and head for the bathroom to do my thing. After I’m done, I head back out and pour a nice hot cup of joe, add four sugars and creamer. Taking the first sip, I groan as the hot liquid gold hits my taste buds, awakening them. God, that’s some good fucking joe. Standing against the kitchen sink, I take another sip and think about everything that transpired in the last twenty-four hours. D’mitri’s finally dead. Jade offered herself to me the moment she handed me his bloody heart, asking me if I wanted a sip. It was like a silent vow: the dove dispersed into the sky, heaven’s gates flew open and a dead angel was laid at my feet for the taking. Taking another sip, I retreat into the memories ofthe events from the night. She let me pierce her little pink clit, and little does she know, there is a GPS tracker in it so I know her every move.

Walking back to my room, I grab my phone and text my Blood Queen. I want her back in my bed before the sun goes down. I wasn’t done with her and I refuse to let what D’mitri did to her take over her life. She’s strong and resilient and I’ll keep reminding her of that each and every day.

Me: Blood Queen, why did you leave without saying goodbye?

I see that she read it immediately, but she doesn’t respond. She should know by now that ignoring me will do nothing but piss me the fuck off. I’ll give her a few more moments to get her head together. Or I don’t because I’m the most impatient man alive.

Me: You don’t get to ignore me. Not after what we did. So you have two choices. You either text me back, or I will come find you, and trust me, Little Creature, you will not like the outcome!

Again, she fucking reads it and doesn’t reply. I am going to ring her fucking neck. Does she think this is a fucking game? She now knows that I am ‘The Carver’, no one is safe around me, not even her. So why is she testing my fucking patience? I slam my phone down on my bed and strip out of my clothes. Walking into the bathroom naked, I turn the knob on the hottest setting it can go and grab the soap, lathering up my skin. Getting madder by the second, I punch the tile. She should be here with me in this shower. When I claimed her, it fucking meant something. It meant that she’s mine and where she goes, I go, and vice versa. I want to consume her and be with her every second of the day. Her dipping out on me is going to get her ass bloody. Rinsing off, I get out, grab a towel and wrap it around my waist. Snatching my phone off the bed, I pull open the app to track her sneaky ass. She’s not showing that she’s on school grounds. Where the fuck is she going? I pull up the thread with Spade and text him. Maybe he is with her, since he was all pissy before we parted ways.

Me: You with Jade?

Nothing. Spade knows how little patience I have, so now I’m really pissed. I don’t like to be kept waiting. I slam the phone down again and get dressed. This bitch is going to take me on a wild goose chase for her ass. I gave her fair mother fucking warning. Not my fault she chose to not fucking listen. I throw on a pair of jeans and a charcoal gray long-sleeved thermal shirt, grab my leather jacket, and head down to Dario’s room. Watching her tracker as I take the stairs down a level, Inotice she’s driving through Daggerspoint, heading straight for Brimstone.

It doesn’t take me long to get to Dario. He’s got the door already open for me, but the screeching voice of a pelican has my red flag waving loud and proud.

“What the fuck is she doing here?” I ask, walking into his room.

“She was just leaving,” He answers, looking back at her. Except, the bitch doesn’t leave, she just lays on his bed.

“Looks like she’s making herself real comfortable,” I chuckle. This is going to be great to watch pan out. If she gets to be really fucking annoying like always, I will end up fucking killing her myself.

“Jameson, why are you here?” He asks, interrupting my thoughts of killing the Albanian whore.

“We need to go. Blood Queen is heading towards Brimstone and she’s not answering her phone.”

“Blood Queen?” He repeats, looking at me like I’ve grown another head. I’m not a fan of that name coming off his lips.

“Yes, my Blood Queen! I pierced her perfect little clit last night, and it has a tracker in it. You’re welcome, by the way.” I reply with a smirk, knowing damn well he’s going to hit me. Dario’s beast can never be caged. My neck snaps to the left and I smile at him sinisterly as I lick the blood from my split lip. There it is folks.

“What the fuck is wrong with you, Jameson? Marsela, get the fuck out before I remove you. This is none of your concern.” She just stares between the two of us.

“Well, she basically asked me to, and it was fucking hot. Our girl loves pain even more than pleasure. I would love to tell you all about it, but right now, we need to go. I don’t know what’s in Brimstone, and I want to make sure she’s okay.” I spit blood onto the floor and check my phone. Fuck my fucking life. I’m going to kill her.

“We need to leave now. She’s at the dungeon.”

“Who is Blood Queen? Also, I’m not leaving until I’m ready. So go do what you need to do, I’ll be here when you get back.” Marsela states. I give her a disgusted fucking look the second my girl”s name spilled from her yuck mouth. Her eyes widen but she schools her features quickly. I don’t break eye contact until Dario is out the door. Spinning, I tell him we will take my car before we head out into the night.

She better run and hide because the big bad wolf is coming to get her.