He nods and I kiss his head before muttering, “Be good for Granny, I won’t be long,” before I walk away with my heart in my throat, hoping and praying I don’t break my promise, that Ash will come back to me one way or another.
I walk into the torture room five minutes later, which is basically an outhouse that has been soundproofed, and find Dirty, my dad, Doc, who I thought was on a night shift tonight, and Stone. All of whom are standing around a pissed off, and gagged Virginia tied to a chair. Her face looking pretty banged up and swollen…
Huh, even her nose looked broken…
I tilt my head and ask, “Who beat the bitch up?” gaining everyone’s attention, Virginia’s body relaxing at my presence, which is fucking stupid on her part.
I never pictured her when I fucked her, always losing my hard on when I did see her instead of my wife.
She was just a way of trying to find the affection I lacked.
Dad answers, “Ashley,” and I look at him in shock but he’s not looking at me, instead he’s looking at Virginia with a scowl as he states, “My lovely daughter-in-law called me and explained that she needed my help so I dropped everything and went to her, only to find Virginia knocked out and Ashley shaking her hand.”
What. The. Fuck…
“Is she okay?” I demand as I step forward, and Dad scowls, fuck even the brothers look at me with anger. I roll my eyes and snap, “My wife, Dad! Is my wife, okay?!”
“Oh,” he mutters as the brothers wince and he mumbles, “uh yeah, she’s good, though the shit Virginia spewed pissed her off enough for her to hit her several times, busting up the bitch’s face. She knocked her out before calling me, her hand is just bruised.”
And now I’m hard and I want my fucking wife, preferably underneath me moaning my name as I make her come over and over again…
Virginia mumbles behind the gag, and Doc yanks it down, and she coughs, “Trigger, baby, I was attacked, she attacked me for no reason, she’s crazy, she hates that we’re in love.”
In love? What the fuck? I probably only fucked the bitch what thirty times in a year? Which fuck, I hate myself even more for my actions…
I raise a brow as Stone snorts, “Fucking delusional bitch.”
She glares his way and screams, “We are in love, and he’ll understand why I had to do it, why I orchestrated it!”
“Any idea what the fuck she’s talking about?” Dad asks as he stands beside me, and I reply, “Not got a clue, the woman is deranged.”
“Trigger, please,” she says, looking at me, “You need to avenge me, you were always supposed to be mine until she came along, please…”
I hold my hand out towards my dad without replying to her, and he places a knife in my hand.
Virginia smiles, clearly thinking I’m about to cut her loose, which like fuck am I, I just need to hurry this shit up because I made a promise to my son.
I grip the blade in my hand and walk over to Virginia, her eyes lighting up, but they soon widen as she gasps in pain as I slam the knife down into her bare thigh.
Tears instantly spill as her mouth opens, a scream wanting to release, but I quickly remove the knife, causing her scream to choke in her throat, and I stab the knife into her other thigh, blood instantly pouring.
Her scream releases as her body shakes.
“Music to my fucking ears for the pain she put my daughter-in-law and grandson through,” I hear my dad state, and I pull the knife out again, ready to end this bitch as I thrust it forward, right into her chest, and she chokes, her eyes wide as she jolts forward.
“You know that feeling that you have right now, the pain?” I sneer as she gasps for breath, “That is exactly how I felt when my ten-year-old came home crying because of you.”
I pull the knife out again before slicing it across her throat, and within seconds, her head drops, and I take a deep breath.
“Rot in hell bitch!” I mutter as I drop the knife, turn around, and walk to the door, stating, “Sorry for leaving you with the clean-up brothers, but I promised my son a junk food night before I kidnap his mama and bring her home.”
Their laughter follows me out of the outhouse, and I take a deep breath as I reach outside. One problem down, another to go and finding out why she back offed before I claim my wife back, even if I have to take her kicking and screaming.
***
The next day I bounce my leg and I look at Ash, who yet again is ignoring me, only looking at Dr. Chimes just like every session and I’m getting antsy.
We’ve been in here for five minutes, and neither of us has said anything.
