Secrets Worth Keeping (Finding my Home #2)- Nikita Parmenter Page 0,118
me and I place my hand on his chest pausing him in his advances, he looks down at me but I don’t take my eyes off the guy in front of me.
“It’s scar face and her abusive boyfriend” he sneers as he repeats his words.
Without warning my fist shoots out catching one of his ribs, I put enough force behind it that I feel something give, he bellows in pain. When he bends forward to grab his ribs I throw a powerful uppercut, made all that more painful since he was already bending down, blood spurts from his nose. My foot flies out and pushes him backwards so he lands on the floor in a groaning heap.
The bar is silent, everyone frozen, standing in shock and staring at my grinning face, even my guys. Then all hell breaks loose, I can’t help my quiet chuckle, damn I’ve missed this.
I duck as a fist comes flying towards my face as the more sensible patrons make for the exits. I kick out at the guys knee, feeling it crunch under my foot before he crumbles to the floor. A quick glance shows that the guys had more friends in the crowd but my own guys aren’t even breaking a sweat as they fight. I chuckle as I watch in awe as Jensen fights a big fuck off guy, but still has his beer in his hand and is still drinking between jabs and ducking. His grin is infectious. Out of curiosity I search for Atlas as I aim a kick at some guy coming for me getting him right in the dick, I put a lot of power behind that kick and the asshole passes out, whoops. Atlas looks bored as hell, this fight obviously not enough for him but as two guys start to circle him at once his eyes light up with feral enjoyment. He fights lethally and I know it’s taking him a lot not to kill the fuckers.
I can’t enjoy the show for any longer though as yet another guy comes for me. It feels fucking good to use my body like this again and I feel like all the shit that’s happened to me over the last couple of weeks is finally done with and I’m me again. Blood splatters my face as I break his nose. He gets a lucky hit in but it was sloppy and only glances off my jaw. I chuckle as I advance on him again but I’m forced to stop in shock as a knife appears wedged in his shoulder and Atlas quickly follows after it. The room stills once again as the guys stop playing with their opponents and knock them out. Fortunately everyone else has left thanks to the fight.
I watch as Atlas reigns punches down on the guy his body vibrating with rage.
“You dare to fucking touch her!!” he bellows, the guy beneath him screeching in agony as Atlas’s blows strike him with precision.
“Atlas, you’re going to kill him” Trick warns but not seeming as concerned as he should be.
“There were witness’s” Jensen tries to reason just as calmly as he drains the last of his beer and smashes the guy he was fighting over the head with it. He does it so casually that I can’t help the inappropriate chuckle that escapes me, despite the seriousness of the current situation. Jensen smirks and winks at me.
“Dude this is sloppy, that’s not you” Rafe adds, completely serious but again seemingly unconcerned about the murder aspect more about the witnesses side of it. Still Atlas doesn’t let up as his hand wraps around the guys throat cutting off his air supply.
“Atlas, I’m fine. The weak ass motherfucker barely glanced me” I try and he loosens his grip slightly at my words as his lips tip up in a barely there smirk.
“Atlas. Not fucking here!” Quinn bellows urgently, “If you kill him, the whole fucking thing falls apart!”
That vague as fuck statement seems to finally get through to him and he reluctantly lets the idiot go.
“Call, Dom and Ren. I don’t care what the fuck they do to him but he and his little buddies are not step foot in this town again” Atlas orders harshly as he yanks his knife out of the guys shoulder making him howl in pain. I inhale sharply, exactly what the fuck is going on here.
“On it. They’re fairly new to town anyway so won’t be hard to get rid of them. Want me