31. Chapter 31
Chapter 31
Presley
Stepping back into the house, I take in the destruction and I don’t know where to start first.
“Pres, get the broom and just clean up the glass. We will take care of the body,” Rick says as Harley takes out his phone, placing a call. Walking to the linen closet, I grab the broom and dustpan and get started in the foyer, cleaning up the glass shards littering the wooden floor.
“Can we take the area rug from the living room to roll his body in?” Brax asks and I quickly shake my head.
“There’s tarps in the shed out back, use those. The cops would know if we used the rug. It’s been there since I was born, probably even before that. There’s a permanent outline of it any time I had to roll it up to mop the floors.” I say and he nods, walking back towards the kitchen. I bend down to pick up the bottom of the vase and I swear I saw someone in my living room window. Cranking my neck, I don't see anyone and walk into the kitchen placing the broken vase into the trash.
“There’s bleach underneath the sink and the mop bucket is in the closet over there.” I say, pointing to the right.
“Got it, Beauty.” Mav says, walking over to where I pointed as Brax comes in with two tarps and lays them in the hallway away from the blood. Harley and Casp lift the body from the floor and place him on top of the tarp. They quickly get to work as Axel sprays down the cabinets, wiping away the blood splatter. We all work silently, trying to get rid of any evidence we find as quickly as possible. I walk back past the body that they are currently tying up and head back into the foyer, looking for the fucking broom I just had. Where the fuck did I put it? Going into the living room, I gasp, stopping in my tracks.
“Don’t make any sudden movements.” Jacob Lee warns, holding a gun in one hand and a video camera in the other. I don’t move a muscle, nor take a breath as he cocks the gun, pointing it at my head. “Turn around and walk.” He orders as he quickly comes towards me. Turning, I close my eyes, my whole body shaking in fear. He comes up behind me, pressing the barrel of the gun into my back harshly. “Walk, Little Doll. Let’s go have a chat with your little boyfriends.” He commands, pressing the gun harder into my spine, making me wince. I turn into the hallway as the guys are still tying up Stan's body, not noticing what is going on in front of them. Jacob clears his throat, causing their heads to snap up.
“What the fuck?” Casp shouts as the others pile into the hallway.
“Don’t fucking move or I’ll blow her fucking head off.” Jacob spits, lifting the gun from my back and pressing it against the back of my head.
“Put the gun down, Jacob.” Harley orders as Caspian growls beside him.
“Come on, Jacob, do what Harley says and no one needs to get hurt.” Mav says, taking a step closer. Removing the gun from my head, he points it at Mav and I gasp.
“I said not to fucking move.” Jacob spits as Mav raises his hands in surrender.
My body visibly shakes as my eyes collide with Axel’s, but he shakes his head. I don’t understand what that means as I stand here trying to remain calm.
“You boys have something that belongs to me. My father gave her twelve hours to get her shit together and say her goodbyes, but I knew. I knew that was too graceful of him. I knew she would run, and seeing one bag packed, my suspicions were correct. But seeing you all here trying to cover up a murder, that really tickled my fancy and made this all the more sweeter.” He spits, pressing the gun to my head again as he continues to speak. Wincing from the metal dragging along my temple, I try to move away, but he just presses it harder. “She is to come with me now. If any of you come after us, I will send this video recording to the cops and you all will go away for life,” he threatens as Axel takes a step closer.
“You’re not taking her anywhere.” Axel growls, taking another step closer as Jacob points the gun at him.
“Axel no, it’s fine.” I plead, but he won’t look at me.
“You hurt what’s mine. You made her scream for help. She doesn’t leave here. Whether you like it or not.” He threatens and Jacob laughs.
“Oh yeah? Think again,” he says, pulling the trigger. I scream as the bullet sails through the room, hitting Axel in the chest above his heart. My hand flies to my mouth as I fall to my knees, but Jacob pulls me by my hair, forcing me to stand. Axel falls to the ground as Rick rips his shirt off, pressing it to his chest. I can’t hear the words he’s saying because the panic that sets in is deafening.
“Oh, little piggy, you realize you’re fucking dead, right?” Caspian spits as he flips his knife handle from his belt.
“Not if you’re dead first.” Jacob spits, pulling the trigger again as I scream, watching Casp fall to the ground, holding his neck as he chokes. I see fucking red and whirl around, pushing Jacob as the gun goes off again, causing him to stumble into the foyer table. He points the gun at me as I try to grab it from his hand, bending his thumb back as he headbutts me. I continue to press his thumb backwards, causing him to yell as I get my finger around the trigger and pushing the barrel of the gun in his direction.He spins us, pressing me into the wall and trying to loosen my hold on the trigger as I fight back, biting his chest with all I have.
Just when I think I have control of the gun, he presses it into my hip and pulls the trigger. I gasp as pain laces my hip, burning to the bone. Falling to my knees, he smashes the gun against my temple as the entire room spins and my head bounces off the floor. I close my eyes as a hand grips mine.
“Y-you’re s-safe. Y-you’re n-not a-alone. I-I’m right here, my A-Angel B-Baby.” He stammers as screams fill the air and the last thing I hear is the gun going off again… To be continued in Dangerous Beauty coming Spring 2025.