Chapter 20
Chapter Twenty
Alec
“Please,” Xena begs as I fist her onyx strands. Roman looks like he’s about to rip my throat out with his bare teeth, but with this gun pressed into his girl’s temple, he stays put. “You know, I can see why my brothers wanted her. She’s beautiful.”
My hand moves over her body, my eyes fixed on him as he glares daggers into me. Not once has he begged me to stop... or shown an ounce of any emotion that’s not rage. My tongue darts out, licking the salty tears that slip from her eyes.
“You took everything from me,” I snap through gritted teeth, trying to mask the pain and fury behind my words.
Nonchalance is how I survive, keeping everything at surface level, and never scratching too deep to where the rot could infect me.
My tongue licks her clean, and then I yank her head back so I can look at those glassy brown eyes, red and brimming with tears.
“You’re so beautiful when you cry,” I groan, pressing my erection into her plump ass.
“Fuck you,” Xena hisses out before spitting a blob of her saliva into my eye. Smashing the gun into the side of her face, I push her to the ground, noticing Roman trying to move. It’s instinct, his need to protect her.
“Don’t even try it.” I press the gun to her forehead. “I’ll blow her brains out and fuck the hole while you watch.”
Roman snarls, baring his teeth at me when he notices me running my hand against my erection. I breathe in the air, and it smells like death and something rotten.
“My mother hasn’t been the same since you killed my brothers.
My dad is a shell of a man.” Using my thumb, I tug down her bottom lip.
“You destroyed my family over some pussy.” I chuckle, feeling the tears stinging my eyes and blurring my vision.
“And while it is great, to me, it’s not worth it.
” With that, I slap her. My hand stings from the contact, and Roman moves again.
This time, I shoot the ground beside her, causing her to piss herself.
She’s so scared.
“Xena, should I kill him?” I ask, not knowing what to do.
Even though my dick is hard inside my pants, I just want to end it.
It’s down to deciding which one is worth keeping alive so they can feel what I have lived with.
All this pain that consumed me, morphing me into something I barely recognize, but I give in regardless.
“Pl-e,” she begins to beg, blood coating her mouth from the split skin on her lips. “Not him.”
I smile at the pathetic state of Xena; fucking with her does nothing. “You’re pathetic. An addict. A worthless whore.” Using the tip of my boot, I push her down on her side, then turn her so she can witness the pain. “What can you offer to me that I can take?”
Surprisingly, it’s Roman who answers. “Kill me instead.”
Rolling my neck and pressing my boot down harder before crouching before her.
“I’m planning on it, but not before fucking your girl in front of you.
Letting you see the needy whore you wasted your life for.
” Using my fingers, I shift her panties, already damp with what I’m sure is his cum.
He smiles, realizing I've noticed his little gift inside her.
It takes me by surprise how angry that makes me and how much I just want to degrade her.
Pulling out my cock as I stand, I do the only thing I want to do.
Warm piss flows out of the tip of my dick onto Xena, who lies there like some used-up rag doll.
Witnessing the rage overtaking Roman, while keeping his leash, is truly more arousing than fucking pussy, even my Tokyo's.
Shaking off the remaining piss, I nudge her with the tip of my boot. “On your knees.”
She doesn’t move.
“Kill me.” That's all she says, my eyebrows lift amused with how these crazy assholes are truly willing to Romeo and Juliet their way out of this one, and that fucking makes me see red.
I kick her, making her roll to her side.
Before Roman can move, I place my boot on her chest and point the gun directly in her face as she laughs.
Screams fill the air, and a thick, heavy black smoke that comes from something being set on fire rises up into the night sky.
The music cuts off just in time to hear the panicked screams as people warn others about a fire.
Blood rushes into my ears. “Say goodbye now.”
But just as I go, I pull the trigger. There's a blur of movement in front of Roman; the shape takes the form of her.
Something tugs at my heart, followed by a blooming pain on the back of my head.
It all happens so fast that I have no time to react before I collapse onto my knees, my hand with the gun flailing around.
Then, Xena brings her knees to her stomach right before dishing them back into my gut, causing me to fall to my side.
Looking over at Roman, as he holds onto Tokyo, as crimson stains the back of her grey dress.
Xena grunts beneath me, and before I can look behind me, another painful pang comes down on my head, making me fall back onto my side.
Did she just take a bullet for him? Tokyo sacrificed herself for somebody else?
A weak smile pulls at my lips at the fucking irony of this all.
Then, another painful pang across my back causes the air in my lungs to escape and forces me to roll onto my back.
“Have fun in hell,” Kai snarls through gritted teeth before my face connects with the bat in his hand, my brain rattles in my skull, and my vision tunnels.
Stars and blackness dance in my vision. I try to raise my head, but it’s useless.