with Demons and there’s no real chance of getting the hell out of here without people dying.
Or a sacrifice.
I figure that out at the same time as Poe does but when she opens her mouth I step forward, discreetly stashing the gun on the bar and ignoring Axe’s scowl at me from where he’s bleeding on his knees.
My voice shakes but they hear me clear enough. “I’m Posey Graves. You’re here for me right? I’ll go with you, just stop hurting the girls.”
I can’t choke the word please out of my mouth.
Poe makes a squeaking noise and I glance back to find Lyn’s hand wrapped around her mouth, stopping her from arguing with me or saying a goddamn word.
Good.
Rue will be here any freaking minute for her and at least I’ll die knowing my death will keep her safe.
It’s more than I thought I’d die with.
I wish so fucking badly that I had the chance to put pants on before the Demons got to The Boulevard, because the feel of their hands on me has bile creeping up the back of my throat.
The comments that they make about me make me choke on it.
“I’m fucking her first.”
The guy holding my arm and dragging me wrenches me closer to his body. “No fucking way. Fastest way onto the Council is bagging this bitch so she’s mine! It’ll be fucking weird, imagine sticking your dick in some bitch that looks like Grimm.”
The guy walking out in the front laughs. “She doesn’t though, thank fuck. If she’s dancing in the club she’s gotta have a decent rack under the Unseen rags.”
The night is cool and quiet outside and I freaking pray that Rue will arrive now and shoot these assholes in the fucking head.
He doesn’t.
They walk me out to the farthest end of the parking lot and with none of the other businesses even open the entire block is quiet. No one would even be able to tell that there’s an MC war happening in this sleepy little town tonight.
It all turns to shit when we get to the car waiting there.
The guy holding my arms spins me around and looks me over, unzipping the hoodie and grunting at me.
“Well, fuck! I wasn’t expecting much from the little lost Graves girl but that’s a fucking great rack! I’m sure you bring the green in for the Unseen, do you fuck them all too? You’ll have to show me how good you service your men.”
Instinct kicks in and there’s no fucking way I’m just going to just lie down and take it. No fucking way am I being raped here or back at some other location.
If I’m here to die then they can just fucking kill me.
My hand shoots out to punch him in the nose and it breaks just as well as Mav’s had. When blood comes pouring out of his face he flings me around by my arm until my body slams into the car, my head snapping back and colliding with the glass. I feel just a little dazed when he kicks my legs out from under me, sending me down to the gravel where he can kick the shit out of me.
He really does enjoy kicking me.
He just doesn’t do it long enough to take me out.
“Fucking whore, tie her the fuck up! Get her in the fucking trunk, if she’s not going to play nice she can fucking rot in there. It’s a long drive to Texas, little Graves!”
One of the other guys scoops me up and drops my body into the trunk like I weigh nothing. I feel my ribs crunch, knocking the wind out of me, and I can’t even fight back when they tie my arms behind my back, slipping a blindfold over my eyes as well.
When they slam the hatch back down the air in the trunk goes hot and heavy, but maybe that’s just my panic.
I try to remember what the hell I’m supposed to do in this kinda situation but it’s been too fucking long since my dad taught me. All I remember is to kick out the tail lights. It’s loud as fuck but the car doesn’t stop. They wouldn’t be able to hear a fucking thing over that terrible freaking music in the front anyway.
Can’t account for taste.
We drive for a while. It’s hard to get a good feel of time passing but I’d guess about an hour or so. They drive recklessly and I find myself being thrown around in