me baby.”
His hands wrap around my waist and he pulls me into his hard body. His warm lips caress mine taking what he wants from me. It’s like a small piece of heaven being in his arms. Our past is just that; past, locked away from all that is good in the world. Nothing else matters.
“You know how much I love you?” he pulls back and asks me. His eyes are so full of love. I don’t think I could love him anymore either.
“As much as I love you.”
The memory slowly fades back into the blackness. That’s where I hold the truth. The horror of what haunts both of us.
“You’re nothing. You will never be anything either. Your mother was just like you when she was younger. Bitch left me for that no good father of yours,” his words burn through my heart. How could he say those things about her? Who is he?
“Leave her alone. I’ll kill both of you,” Roland roars from the side of the room where I’m tied up. His face bloodied, but that doesn’t stop him from trying.
“You shut the fuck up. Don’t make me hurt her more,” the asshole winks at me. I still in his arms praying that he’ll let us go. I don’t know what he wants from me. I don’t know anything.
“Your mother took so much. Just took and took and never gave a damn. Do you know how that feels to have someone take so much from you and never give anything in return?” he asks as his lips are way too close to my skin. My stomach churns.
“I don’t know anything!” I scream.
Before the man can do anything further Roland’s roar rips through the room. We all turn to look at him as the ropes that were holding him fall away. He looks like the Hulk in this moment. His eyes are darker than I’ve ever seen them. His nostrils flare. He rushes towards us and the man holding me releases me just as Roland lunges. They both hit the floor with a thud. The other man leaps onto Roland’s back. The sounds are something that I’ll never forget, the sound of bones breaking and gasping for breath.
“Roland!” I scream for him. The room suddenly grows silent. Roland slowly stands with blood covering every inch of his skin. His chest heaves with every breath he takes.
“Is he-” I can’t finish the sentence. I can’t know that the man I love just killed someone with his bare hands.
“He is, but not that one,” he says nodding toward the other man. He slowly walks towards him and lifts his nearly lifeless body from the floor.
“You come around us again and you’ll end up like your friend. You get me?” The man groans before Roland drops his body back to the floor.
Chapter 5
Reaper
I pace the room running my hand through my hair. Shauna has been cooking and cleaning the house. The kid sits on the couch silently watching my every move. What the hell do I do with him?
“What happened to your mom?” I ask turning to look at him. His eyes are full of hurt and tears and I have no idea what to do for him.
“She got hurt.”
“Got that part, kid. Who did it?” He flinches at the harshness of my voice.
“I can’t tell you that,” he says softly.
“Why the fuck not? How the fuck do you want me to fix this shit if you won’t tell me?” I snap. The kid flinches and pulls his legs up to his chest.
“Reaper, calm down,” Shauna says softly coming to my side. Her arm wraps around my waist as she holds me against her.
“What the fuck am I supposed to do here? Huh?” I ask, needing her to help guide me. I don’t know what I’m doing with this kid and I sure as fuck don’t know what I’m supposed to be doing with any of this.
“Honey, it’s okay to talk to him, he can help,” Shauna says quietly. Drake looks up at her, and his green eyes are full of unshed tears. The kid has heart, I’ll give him that much.
“She told me I can’t tell. All she said was that she was sorry and that my dad would give me a better life,” he hiccups through the words.
Give him a better life? What kind of fucking life has she been living? She had a good life with me and she threw that away.
“Fuck! This is bullshit,” I roar pulling away