Chapter Forty-Two
Five weeks later
I’ve finally got my cast off this morning; the last few weeks have been hell.
Gavin hasn’t let me lift a finger since I’ve moved in.
Going from a punching bag to princess treatment overnight is enough to give you whiplash.
This man cooks and cleans even when he's coming off ten-to twelve-hour shifts at the garage. Peyton has stopped by every day before work, helping me with anything I need. I’m so thankful that we made up.
I don’t know how much I would have truly gotten through without her.
Today is the day I’ve been dreaming of since I woke up in the hospital.
Funny thing about Gavin being my ICE... apparently, I never changed it from years ago.
I can only imagine what would have happened to me before we reconnected…
would he have shown up for me? Probably, that's just the type of man he is.
My phone starts ringing with a call from Peyton letting me know they just left her apartment and are on their way to the grocery store, where we have been keeping Reece.
She also mentioned that she brought a little friend with her…
to torment Reece. That doesn’t tell me much.
She has many different pets, ranging from snakes to spiders.
“Gav, are you ready? Peyton just texted, they just left and are on their way.”
“Yes, Любовь, I’m coming!”
Gavin makes his way down the stairs two at a time. He looks way too good to be going to commit a felony: a tight-fitting black Henley and black jeans. In place of his vans or work boots, he's wearing an old pair of steel-toed Doc Martens.
My eyes trace him from head to toe. The sudden sound of him clearing his throat has my eyes meeting his. His deep brown eyes are almost black as he stares back at me.
“As much as I love you eye fucking me, Любовь, we have places to be, people to hurt.”
“Why is it my fault when you decide to dress like that? Are those the same Docs you used to wear?”
“Yep, I haven’t worn them in a year or so. But I figured they’d be perfect since I barely wear them anymore.”
“I don’t think many men wear a size 16 boot, Gav… we will just need to really clean up the mess we make.”
We decided to take my car, his truck, and his bike, all of which are pretty well known around town. No one will think twice about seeing my old cabrio.
We don’t talk much on the way. I think the nerves are getting to both of us. The radio plays music softly in the background. Pulling into the parking lot, I start to feel like I might actually throw up.
Once we park, I turn to Gavin and give him a big smile. “You trust me, right?”
“I do… but what are you planning, Любовь?”
“Manipulation… duh.”
Getting out of the car, I walk over to Peyton and notice she’s… holding a cage with a fucking Black Widow inside. Jesus Christ, Peyton.
“Anddd what do you plan on doing with that, Peyton Jade?”
“Oh, stop, this will be way too much fun. Maybe he’ll do us all a favor and just have a heart attack.”
“That would be way too easy and way less fun, Sweet Cheeks,” Brenden says with a laugh.
“Alright, guys, listen up. I already told Gavin for the most part. But I’m going to go in first, really manipulate him… make him think he's winning.”
“I love it, show him that you can be a bad bitch again, Juni,” Peyton says with an almost evil laugh.
We all start walking to the back of the building. Peyton hands me the cage with Lucey in it and grabs a metal bat out of Brenden’s car. Why did Brenden think that it was a good idea to arm Peyton?
Once we all make it to the back exit door, I look at everyone, give them a nod, and head inside. Right outside of the old cooler, they have him in. I set down the cage. Lucey will be a fun little surprise here in a little bit.
Securing my SIGG to the middle of my back, I take a deep breath and step into the role of a worried wife.
Opening the freezer door, I’m met with a heavy, lingering ammonia smell so strong I take half a step back. Reece is in the middle of the room with his head lolled to the side, spaced out. The sound of the door has his eyes spring open.
“Pretty Girl? What the fuck? You’re alive?”
“Baby! I’ve been looking everywhere for you! Are you hurt?” I ask, walking over to him slowly.
“I’m tied to a fucking chair, Juniper, get me out of here!”
“How did you end up here?”
“Does it matter? Just cut these zip ties so I can get up.”
“Let me try to go find something I can use to cut these.” Opening the freezer door, I step into the hallway. Bending down to Lucey’s cage, I open the top and cover my fist with my sweatshirt sleeve. She instantly starts to crawl up my arm.
Walking back into the freezer, I pull my pocket knife out, making it look like I’m prepared to cut his zip ties. I step behind him and gently place Lucey on his shoulder.
“What are you waiting for, Juniper?”
“Oh, just my friend Lucey.”
“Who the fuck is Luc...” He cuts himself off and screams.
All we can hear in the distance is “You better not fucking hurt her, you bastard!” Peyton screeches.
“Shut the fuck up, Peyton!” I hear Brenden whisper yell.
“What the fuck just bit me, and why do I hear Peyton?”
“Peyton’s pride and joy.. Lucey.. Her Black Widow.”
“What the fuck? And you just let it… bite me? You need to take me to the ER… this isn’t fucking funny!”
I circle him ever so slowly, stepping in front of him. I crouch down. “Baby, don’t you get it? The bite doesn’t matter… you’re not leaving here alive.”
“What the fuck did you just say, you stupid bitch?”
I don’t have time to respond before the freezer door flies open and crashes against the wall.
Smirking, I look up at him from where I’m crouching. “That reminds me, there is something I have to tell you! But before we get carried away!” I walk in the direction of a very pissed-off Gavin, who's holding Lucey’s cage.
“Aw, thank you, I was just coming to get that before the fun can begin.”
Reaching up, I grab Gavin’s jaw and bring him down far enough that I can reach him. Liquid heat gathers at the base of my spine. Gavin groans while his large hand grips my hip. “Careful, Любовь, I won’t think twice about fucking you in front of him.”
Giggling, I take the cage and walk over to Reece. Covering my fist with my sweatshirt sleeve again, I allow Lucey to crawl back up my arm. After assisting her back into the cage, I secure the lid and place her out of the way.
Walking back over to Reece, I sit down on his lap, masking my face with a look of love. I place my hand on his jaw. I pretend to lean in for a kiss, but I stop. “ I just wanted to be the first one to tell you… You hit like a little bitch.”
Whipping my SIGG out from behind my back, I use all my might and bring the butt down to the same spot he hit me. Blood instantly starts flowing down his temple.
“You’re even starting to act like one.” I stand and start to circle him again.
Gavin is standing still in the middle of the room, waiting and watching. The murderous look he’s giving Reece shouldn’t be turning me on, but here we are.
“Come here, Любовь.”
Smirking, I walk over to Gavin. He wraps his arm around my chest and pulls me into him. His sandalwood scent invades my senses, calming me.
Gavin leans closer to me and starts nuzzling my neck. The warmth of his breath sends a shiver down my spine. “So circling back to me fucking you in front of him…”
“Gavinnnn, you can’t be serious!” I say with a giggle.
“Oh, I'm very serious, Любовь.” Gavin chuckles as his thumb traces my jawline, until his hand comes around my throat protectively.
“See Reece? She doesn’t even flinch. It’s always about pleasure when I put my hands on her. Does it shock you that she likes it?
“Oh fuck you, enjoy my sloppy seconds, you Russian freak.”
“Your seconds? Do I need to remind you that I had her first… but I do recall you saying, quote on quote, you must have never had good pussy.” Gavin’s hand slowly drags down my stomach, stopping at my waistline, his tribal tattooed fingers standing out against my black leggings.
“I have to prove him wrong at least once…” He says, smirking at me.
Shifting us so we are facing Reece head-on, he sinks his hand under my leggings until he settles at my center.
He slides my thong to the side enough that he can sink two digits into me just to the first knuckle.
Gathering the wetness that has gathered there, he pulls his hand free and brings his fingers to his mouth, and sucks my juices off without breaking eye contact with Reece.
“She tastes pretty fucking delicious to me.” Replacing his hand in my pants, he starts making lazy circles on my clit.
Moving to my already slick heat, he gathers more of the juices gathering there and starts circling me again.
My head falls back on its own accord. A small moan releases from deep inside me.
“Будь хорошей девочкой и делай глубокий вдох ради меня” ‘be a good girl and take a deep breath for me’ Angling his hand he sinks to finger in me and starts with a punishing pace.
Repeatedly hitting the same spot has me seeing stars.
As the pleasure builds, I can’t help but moan again.
The orgasm comes crashing through me, my knees start to buckle, but Gavin wraps his arms around me tighter so I don’t fall.
Gavin cocks his head to Reece, displaying his fingers towards him, and asks, “Do you want a final taste?”
“It’s nothing I haven’t had before, keep her… not really impressed. Come here, Pretty Girl….” The deafening sound of my gun going off sends a ringing in my ears. Reece’s right hand is mutilated. Reece screams.
“What the fuck, Juniper? You stupid bitch! I’m going to actually fucking kill you this time.” Another shot rings out, his left hand now matching his right.
“See, what did I tell you? Without your hands, you're powerless. Now you really do look like a little bitch.”
“It’s my fucking turn, move, Gavin.” Peyton comes charging at Reece with her metal bat, followed by Brenden, snickering, playing “Goodbye Earl” by The Chicks through his phone speaker.
The sickening crack of the bat hitting the side of his head almost makes me want to throw up.
“I’ve waited way too fucking long for this shit!” Peyton says as she sends the bat into both his kneecaps, shattering them on impact. If there were windows in here, Reece’s screams would have shattered them.
Before Gavin and Brenden can reach Peyton, she sends the bat full force into his abdomen. The cracking of his sternum fills the room.
“Jesus Christ, Brenden, fucking handle your woman. She can’t kill him, that's my job.”
“I am not his fucking woman, dipshit. Do you want the bat next?” Peyton asks with ragged breaths.
“No, Peyton. What I want, is to kill this Ублюдок, ‘Mother fucker’ and I can't do that if you're swinging a god damn bat at me!
Gavin walks up and rips the bat out of Peyton’s hand and throws it across the freezer.
“Brenden, get them both the fuck out of here right the fuck now!” Gavin’s deep voice booms across the small space.
Brenden scoops Peyton over his shoulder, and she immediately starts punching and kicking, trying to break free of his grip. “Easy, Sweet Cheeks, you're getting me all excited. I love it when you hit me.”
“Bren, you're fucking impossible! Let me down!” Peyton screeches.
“No, can do, Sweet Cheeks, don’t want to piss Gavin off more than he already is. Juni, let’s go.”
Running over to Gavin, I kiss him with everything in me. “Please be careful, okay? Stay alive and come back to me, please?
“Absolutely, Любовь, Я люблю тебя” ‘Love, I love you.”
“Я тоже тебя люблю, однажды” ‘I love you too, One day.”
Before I can say anything else, Brenden gently grabs my arm, and we head in the direction of his car.
My foot on the threshold, I stop, I listen to the beautiful sound of Reece’s screams.