“You have no clue what is going on do you?” she laughed
My blood boiled and it took everything in me not to rise to it. But the longer I looked at her, the harder it got, because she was in the kitchen with Connor. She knew what happened to him. That was enough to force me to my feet. Lily straightened away from the door and her hands dropped. She realised the mood in the room had changed.
“If only you knew the thingsIdo,” she laughed again, and it sounded like something out of a nightmare. “But let’s face it, you’re not important.”
“What happened to Connor?” I asked.
I didn’t care about her bad guy monologue, she was just like Danica in that regard. If she was only going to taunt me, without actually telling me why she was here, I wasn’t about to sit through it.
She gave me a look that had my insides tearing up, it was so fake, the condescension was dripping out of her. I wanted to beat the shit out of this bitch.
Lily shook her head, gave me a fake sad smile. “I know you think Hustle is going to come riding in here like a white knight, or your brother, will save the day,” she scoffed. “But that isn’t happening. Do you think you’re going back there? You won’t have anything to run backto anyway,” she sneered. “The Kingsmen are going to kill them all,” she narrowed her eyes, a look of pure evil crossing her features. “Just like I killed Connor.”
All sound around me ceased, air whooshed through my ears. A terrible fiery pain tore through my chest, like nothing I’d ever felt before, not even through the ordeal with Andrew Reinhart. I’d never felt anything like this. Pure rage mixed with complete and utter heartbreak.
“Omen thought subduing him would work but I knew better. He wouldn’t give up and he’d let people know it was us before we got off the compound, so I took one of those knives I’d spent countless months making food for the fucking spawn of those assholes and I stabbed him. Over and over and-”
She didn’t get chance to finish. All I cared about was getting at this bitch. She wasn’t expecting it, so when I ran at her, she didn’t even have time to get her hands up to defend against my punch. I hit her in the cheek so hard that her head snapped back and rebounded off the wall.
She screamed and tried to get away, but I slammed my hands into her chest, pushing her against the wall. I wrapped a hand around her throat and punched her in the stomach. I thought she might have been screaming but I couldn’t hear anything except the sound of water inside my head.
Lily kept trying to scramble away, her nails clawing at me where I held her around the throat but all I could see was Connor lying on the kitchen floor. I’d held out hope he was okay, that someone would get to him in time but this cunt wasn’t lying. She’d been far too gleeful.
Connor was gone.
I put my other hand around her neck and started strangling her. She was getting her wits about her now though and her frantic struggling became more focused. She punched me in the side, making me lose my grip.
“You fucking bitch!” she shouted. “Stop it!”
I grabbed onto her top and yanked on it, so hard the fabric tore. She started batting at me, neither of us able to land a solid punch. So I kicked her, right between the legs, as hard as I could. That wasn’t just a shot that felled men. She howled in pain and dropped to the floor, holding between her legs.
The door burst open behind her and Mace appeared, looking like he was about to kill one, or both of us. I bellowed in anger as I was lifted off the ground and spun away from Lily. His arms around me were like bands of steel but it didn’t stop me kicking, fighting, and trying to get free.
“Get out of here, now,” Mace had a loud commanding voice, it wasn’t a shout but an order and from the tone, one that shouldn’t be ignored.
“I’ll fucking kill you,” Lily spat, she was breathing heavily, tears running down her cheeks. I took great pleasure in seeing how fucked up her perfect face was right now.
“Try it, you bitch,” I fired back over his shoulder.
“Jesus,” Mace groaned. “Kristy, get your ass out of here.”
Kristy? Her name isn’t Lily? She was down on the ground, one hand on her stomach, the other between her legs. I hope I’d broke her fucking uterus.
“You think you can get away with that?” she snarled up at me, looking through strands of her hair that had fallen over her face. “She’ll kill you.”
“Danica?” Now it was my turn to laugh. “Yeah, she’s already said she doesn’t want any harm coming to me, maybe it’ll be you she kills.”
Lily, orKristy, staggered to her feet. I struggled in Mace’s arms but he was like a solid wall of muscle, I had no way of breaking free.
“Both of you, shut the fuck up!” Mace shouted. “Don’t make me tell you again. Get. Out.”
There was no arguing with that tone. It was the kind of tone my father affected when he was pissed off with someone. It was the way he had spoken to Tanya a few days ago. I’d thought King was actually going to hurt Tanya that day. I didn’t know Mace, I had no idea how this was going to go but I held still in his grip.
Lily gingerly got to her feet and stumbled towards the door. She glared at Mace the whole way but he didn’t rise to it. She stared at me just before she went through the door. An evil look falling over her face that made her look even uglier than before.
“Well, you’re the one locked up in here and I’m the one walking free. Which daughter does that mean she loves the most?”
“What?”
