Chapter 18
CHAPTER 18
OLIVER
“M an, come on. Let’s just get to the warehouse already,” Charlie complains from the back seat as Ronan gives me the directions I requested.
“Shut your insufferable mouth!” I snap, which is something they rarely see. I’m usually the one to keep my cool, but that was before Nigel dropped a bombshell on me. “Don’t make me hit you,” I warn before Ronan points at the house.
“That’s Beth’s mom’s house,” he directs and I slam on my brakes, stopping at the curb. I look up at the basic house with the car I remember the princess driving to the shop.
“Hand me my bat,” I demand as I put the car in park and climb out.
“Ollie, what are you going to do?” Oisin asks, looking confused like always.
“Give me it!” I extend my hand out and Oisin does as I tell him.
“Don’t do something stupid.”
Too fucking late.
I usually have a good handle on my anger, but that went out the window when my best friend told me that Mrs. Mercer has been putting her hands on Beth, the princess, my forbidden fucking fruit.
They’ll be lucky if I don’t kill the cunt. The warehouse is too good for this bitch.
I walk right over to the car before I swing my bat right into the windshield, the glass shattering. It explodes with the single move, but the rage isn’t quelled at all. I run my fingers over the words I burned into the wooden bat myself.
BLOOD
DEATH
RESPECT
PROTECT
I pull back the bat before I move to the driver’s side window. I break that glass too before I slam my boot into the door, causing such a huge dent it looks like it was run into by another car.
Nope, just one pissed off motherfucker.
I pull out my pocket knife before I slash both tired, then I carve a message into the paint job.
Lay another finger on her and the cops won’t know what to make of the ways I tear you limb from limb.
–The Town Psychopath
They gave me that colorful moniker for a reason. I fucking earned it and I will gladly make good on my threat. I don’t even know why all it took was hearing what this worthless excuse for a mother did to my princess and I went from calm, cool, and collected to ready to commit crimes against humanity on a woman I’ve never met.
For a woman that doesn’t belong to me.
My best friend’s girlfriend.