34. Chapter 29
Evie
Present Day
“Oh, hi Sara, I didn’t know they were taking in just anyone these days. Seems a little desperate.” I can’t help my words as they leave before I can even shut myself up. I try to regain control of my feelings and leave my face expressionless.
“Now ladies there’s plenty of me to go around.” Sylus slinks his arm around me.
“Respectfully, go fuck your self Sylus.” I throw his arm off. “And you wonder why I left.” Sara comes up and puts her hand on his arm. “It’s ok Sy, let’s go.” I look her in the eyes. Why he insists on playing these games I don’t know but I have grown since we last were together.
“Don’t worry I’m just leaving.” I spin on my heel.
Emmit comes up and holds me by the waist. “You're not leaving. Face your problems, Babydoll. She’s here for you, not for us.” He side eyes Sylus.
“You know you’ll always be mine, sweetness.” I practically growl. He’s so god damn infuriating.
“Oh, I don’t know Sara, you were my best friend, other than the guys’.
Were you ever really my friend or were you just too busy getting on your knees.
” My molars crash together grinding so hard I’m sure everyone can hear it.
“Emmit, please give me whatever you have. I need more if I’m going to be in a room with her.
I don’t know why it matters if we are cool or not.
At this point I’m ok with just ending her and moving on in life.
” My chin is gripped as cool blue eyes stare me down.
“That’s why Evie. There’s so much going on right now her dad is the chief of police.
We can’t afford for shit to go down wrong.
Now that you're back we have to pick up where we left off.” I know exactly what he means.
I have to go through the shit to deem myself.
I laugh. They know I’m capable but I won’t show my cards just yet.
I can’t. I smile. And flutter my lashes.
“Should I get on my knees now or later, sir.” I add in. Emmit looks over and winks at me. Treven holds his hand over his mouth trying not to laugh. Damion leans against the wall.
“She always was a brat Marcus.”
I roll my eyes. “You know you’ll have to do more than that, boys.
” I look at Sara as she just stands there.
“The sad part is, I did so much for you Sara. I gave you food and clothes, I even took you in when no one else would. I loved you. But when the chance came, you ditched me as fast as you could. All you ever wanted was something was never yours. I might have left but I have my reasons. Not everything revolves around Sara. I needed a friend when I had no one but you turned on me. People wonder why having other women as friends doesn’t work.
That's because they always want what you have. When they can’t get it they take it.
Just like you tried to take everything in my life.
Isn't that right? Guess what Sara, it's too late.” I lose my shit, as I pull out a knife I had in my hair I push Sara up against the wall.
The knife nicks her neck, and tiny little blood droplets start to blossom. I lick my lips.
“Owe.” She yelps. “You crazy ass bitch. You're nothing but a loser.” I press in a little harder. Till she no longer can talk. Or she'll just lose a little more blood than she should.
“Evie let her go. It’s ok we aren’t going anywhere. You're not going anywhere. Everything is ok.” Treven always, the sweet one speaks. It’s like he’s talking me off the ledge.
“I am crazy Sara but you're even stupider than I thought.” I spit out.
“Leave my …”
Pop.Pop.Pop.
I’m thrown to the floor with Marcus hoovering over me.
The warehouse erupts into chaos. A bullet zooms past my face as I suck in a breath of air.
If I’m going to run this is my time. I just can’t do this, I can't go back to this. Even though I know there’s only one way out of this life. Because no one is letting me go freely.
“God damn it Evie, will you stop running.” Marcus starts yelling I didn’t even notice my legs taking me away.
“I’m sorry, is that what you want to hear from me?” I dash off even faster, nearly getting hit by a red sports car.
“Get out of my way mother fucker.” Pulling out his Glock, he waves it in the driver's face. “Watch where you’re going when you’re in my city.”
“Just stop running. Face your god damn problems and stop running away from them.”
I whip my head around so fast I think I might have got whip lash.
“Me run away from my problems? You have to be joking right now. All I ever have done is take care of everyone. I have to do things in life to make sure everyone else has the best life possible. I can’t let this hurt her.
I shake my head. I can’t. I will become the cold hearted bitch.
I can’t let her feel what I have my whole life.
This life is not meant for her, Marcus.” The tears blur my eyesight as he holds his arms open for me.
Bringing me into his hot chest I exhale because this is home.
I hold back the tears because one thing I was always taught was that ,would show my weakness.
“Let it go Angel.” That just makes me madder as I punch him repeatedly.
“You were supposed to protect us. I hate you. I hate you.” It’s like all this emotion is coming out of me at once.
“I’m not running, I'm walking away from this shit because Lizzy deserves better. I have to protect her, Marcus. I refuse to give her the life that I was given.” I try to walk away as his pistol comes out to my forehead.
“You're not leaving again. I won’t let anything happen to Lizzy. I put that on my life. But I’m not letting my heart walk away.
It’s just starting to beat again. The thought of you going has it already stopping.
I’m a selfish man, Evie.” He moves the gun in between my lips and leans into my ear.
“You know there’s only one way out and that goes for you to Evie.
" He pushes me up against the side of the building, the pistol still in my mouth. I try to swallow but it’s so hard I barely get my own saliva down.
I shake my head but he forces the pistol in further stopping me.
With his other hand he reaches up my skirt and pushes two fingers inside of me.
“You’re ours. You belong to us. You have since the day I found you crying.
Do you understand Evie.” The fucked up part is I shake my head and moan.
“Dirty girl you like this don’t you?” He pushes it in and out and with his thumb he finds my clit.
He pulls out his fingers and I whine in protest. He spits on his fingers and slides them deep in my pussy.
“Lick the pistol like it’s me Evie. Show me how badly this affects you. ”
I stick out my tongue and lick around the edges. I pull back and open my throat to glide the barrel as far back as I can. Marcus curls his finger pressing in the right spot. I try to move back but notice another body move in between me and the wall.
“Never thought I would see our girl looking so hot sucking off a pistol. Open up baby.” I open my mouth as it falls out. Emmit shotguns a hit to me. I suck in and hold, choking. I cough as I exhale. Marcus takes the pistol, replacing it and pulling out his fingers. I yelp at the intrusion.
“Take it, Babydoll. Let the high help you.” Emmit bends down and pulls in a dramatics pulls the pistol out and Emmit closes his lips over my slit blowing the smoke into my pussy.
Marcus reinserts the pistol and pushes it all the way.
The pressure leaves me gasping. For more?
Yes! From the crazy pressure? Yes! The metal's coolness has my body temp evening out.
The smoke comes out barely around the edges.
My inner walls contract and scream as my climax hits.
Pulling out the pistol Marcus waves the gun in my face.
“Clean it.” I kick out to swipe at Marcus' feet as Emmit catches my foot. “Come on, Babydoll. I’ll help you.” I flick my eyes onto Emmit and Marcus brings it closer. Emmit licks the barrel and hums in delight.
“Fuck Evie.” I move inwards and lick up from the butt of the pistol to the barrel. Emmit intertwines my tongue with his as I start to suck and bob my head. We finish cleaning it up and Marcus tucks it back into the band of his pants.
“I hope you understand there’s only one way out, Evie.” I gulp at his words. Because I know all too well that I can call his bluff but I’m afraid that won’t end well for me.