Don’t you dare put me in the driver’s seat for math. God, I thought we’d only have to do this shit once.
Is no one else cold? I’m dying here.
God, Killian was such a bitch, even if this was him trying to act. However, if he really was cold, that wasn’t good. Our personalities couldn’tfeel. Instead of addressing the issue, I ignored it like a normal,sanehuman being.
Dad’s smile warmed as he scooted around the booth cushions and pulled me into a tight embrace, “Killian, I’ve been waiting and hoping you’d see reason. We’ll talk more at home and create a plan, but god, it’s just so good—” I did my best not to tense up and hug him back, however awkward his hold was. I’d gut him later. Or not.
It was still up in the air.
If he didn’t start calling me Finn instead of Killian, I'd start planning just which knife I would use.
FINN
Few words shifted between me and my father as he tried to start some conversation on my future before I scrambled down the steps to my bedroom, locking the door behind me and calling the only other person I hoped and prayed hadn’t given up on me. It would have crushed me had Runo not reached out. But if this one didn’t answer… I’d have to go with plan B.
I didn’t really like plan B.
My fingers twirled the kitchen knife I had swiped before disappearing into my basement bedroom, staring at the odd adornments on the walls and the few superhero posters that littered the doorway from a childhood wasted. The dungeon-esque bedroom hadn’t changed much from when I had left just after starting college. Somehow, my parents had allowed blackpaint as part of the scheme, darkness covering every corner of my private space. Not even the two lamps lit in opposite corners did much to illuminate the room.
Just the way I liked it.
A sinister smile spread across my lips as my gaze landed on the board I had set up on the empty wall full of faces that were all part of the plan.
“Yourang?” A sultry voice filtered through my bedroom door fifteen minutes after the phone call I had placed. There had been no hesitation on her part as I undid the lock and my ex-girlfriend sauntered through the archway like she owned the place. Freshman year of college, she basically had. It was probably the only saving grace I had—that Dad actually liked my first girlfriend. If he only knew that she was nearly as crazy as I was, he would have never let her step across the threshold.
Jade was the epitome of hidden beauty, her angelic personality a misleading cover for the sinister wiles she continually dreamt up and thenacted upon.Her blonde tresses were pulled back into a high ponytail, remnants of her cheerleading days still evident with her manicured brows and nude-colored nails. Her doe brown eyes looked almost as innocent as Killian’s, save for one minute difference—the submission.
It was why I loved Jade so much. Her submissive personality wasperfectlymatched with my dominant charade. It wasn’t a love-love situation, more like a passion-use situation where she gave in to my demands and I rewarded her with sex. It workedfor us before and there was no reason it couldn’t work again, save for the three men who now held my heart.
I dragged her against me, enjoying the flicker of fear that passed through her expression before I claimed her lips. Jade moaned, pressing her tits into my chest as I thoroughly tasted her.God, I missed this.My dick responded accordingly, urging me to see ifeverythingtasted the same but we didn’t have time for that. Not right now.
I released her, pressing a few more kisses on her lips before letting her go altogether. She continued her path to my bed, shedding clothes as she went before crawling onto the midnight covers, ass in the air. A moan fought its way out into the open as my gaze raked over her olive-skinned form, her perky tits bouncing with every giggle that slipped past her lips. I had forgotten that one little detail, that Jade preferred to be in the nude.
It was both a welcoming and highly distracting detail that was going to take some getting used to. Jade wiggled her eyebrows, gesturing me to follow her descent into the mattress but I just shook my head, adjusting my dick before returning my attention to the wall of faces I had put up this morning. None of them interested me and with the burning need running through all three of the alters in my head, I couldn’t ignore Jade’s silent pleas any longer.
Who the fuck is she?
Dunno, but she’s hot.
Haven’t seen her in a while. What’s she doing here?
I didn’t answer them as I stalked toward the bed, one hand massaging my aching dick through my pants. Her eyes dipped to my crotch, her smile widening as her fingers wiggled, “Come here. Let me suck on that.” I had only given Jade a vague overview of my plan and I hadn’t seen her in years, yet we seemed to pick right back up where we had left off. If I wasn’t such a sick fuck, I might have been a little unnerved.
And I almost obliged Jade’s request if my phone hadn’t decided to ring with the one number that meant more to me than anything else in this godforsaken world. I frantically pressed the little green button, not even caring that it was on speakerphone. “Two calls in one day?” I asked, hopeful. There had been a few times Runo’s number had popped up on my screen years ago but it was just some fucker that had redialed the last number. My threats had done fuck all to scare them off since they were already in jail, but Runo had started keeping the phone a little more protected.
A chuckle sounded on the other side of the speaker. “Traded my yogurt to hold onto the phone again. Haven’t heard you in years and it’s just really good to talk to someone.” We had talked twice now and while I loved hearing his voice all the same, calling so soon again wasn’t our normal.
Runo never messed with the schedule, but I wasn’t going to question it. I missed him too. “I’m justsomeonenow?” I meant that jokingly, of course. Kind of.
“You’re the only one that ever calls. Mom passed away years ago and Dad, well, I think he’s happy I’m in here.”
Runo never explained much about his parents. I knew his mother passed away similar to mine—alone and afraid. I had never met his father but we were peas in a pod, both hating our fatherly figures. “What did you do? I don’t… Killian won’t tell me what happened.”
Runo sighed and I could imagine him leaning against the wall, head hung low as he spoke to me. “Still a bit strange hearing you talk like that about yourself. Just know that I’m not getting out, alright? It’s not Killian’s fault but I wish I could have at least said goodbye to you. I didn’t even know where you were.”
I began twirling the kitchen knife in my hand again—unsure when I had picked it back up—staring ahead at the faces on my wall. Strangely enough, adding a blade to the mix calmed my thoughts rather than edged them on. I chucked the blade toward the wall, a wild smile adorning my features as it dug into a particular portrait’s eye. Images of blood trailing down her face, mixing with her tears ran through my brain and I knew she was going to be my next target. My dick hardened at the thought, even with my naked ass ex-girlfriend feet away, that moan threatening to leave me finally did.
“You playing your sick little game again, Finn? You really need to calm your thirsty ass down before you get locked in here with me.”Fuck, he’s still on the phone.Turning my attention away from my pictures, I took a seat on the edge of the bed and let out a deep sigh. The three in my head were locked away in that drab room where I liked them best, but it was almost lonely without their constant banter.
