“Well, I’ve always known that, babe.”
“She ruins everything.” She takes a step toward her.
“You’ve got her all to yourself. What do you want to do to her?” he asks, crossing his arms over his chest. The fucking bastard is just going to stand there and let her have her way with Demi.
“Hurt her. Kill her. I want her out of my life for good. I want to hurt her for Deke ever touching her.” She lifts the knife like she’s going to stab her, and I step out of the darkness.
He laughs like it’s funny. Like her jealousy turns him on.What the fuck is going on?
“Hello, Becky,” I say, calmly, holding my anger back. I want her to think I’m sane at the moment when I’m really far from it. She’s not the only one who can act.
“Deke,” she squeals, jumping back.
David shoves her away from him as if he can save her. “Deke.” He growls my name.
I lift my gun. “Get on your knees.”
“You don’t fucking scare me.” He snorts. “None of you fucking sharks ever did.”
“Last chance,” I say, aiming the gun right between his eyes. I don’t see Cole or Shane, but I know they’ve got my back.
“Or what …?”
Cole comes up behind him and wraps his arm around David’s neck, proceeding to choke him out. I run to Demi and pick her up off the barstool. I lay her on the couch, and her head falls to the side. I check her pulse, and it’s strong. “What did you give her?” I bark out.
“Fuck you,” Becky shouts as Shane grabs her. He drags her over to me and forces her to her knees next to the couch.
I point the gun at her head, pressing it to her temple. “What did you give her?” I ask again, breathing heavily. Whatever moment of calmness I had is now long gone.
“David got some Valium from a friend. He made it into an injectable …” she cries.
Bennett enters the room and comes over to us just as I hear David hit the floor from Cole getting the job done. “Where is Austin?” I demand.
Demi isn’t going to be waking up anytime soon, and I know my sister is on her way to help her. I need to know what the situation is with Austin.
She closes her eyes, and her lips thin, refusing to answer me. “Where the fuck is she?” I shout, gripping her face in my hand.
She shakes but answers. “Upstairs in her room … with Maxwell.”
“Fuck!” Cole runs out of the living room.
I jump to my feet to follow him. He may need help. He’d willingly die to protect Austin from harm, but I hesitate, not wanting to leave Demi.
“Go,” Bennett orders. “Shelby is on her way.”
“I’ve got Becky,” Shane assures me.
I run out of the living room, down the long hallway, and come into the still blood-covered marble floor foyer. I grip the banister and spin around to run up the stairs. I enter Austin’s room to see Cole cutting Austin’s wrists free from the rope. But I don’t see anyone else in here.
“Where is he?” I growl.
She points at her closed bathroom door while Cole pulls her to him. He runs his hands up and down her body to check for anything they might have done to her.
I walk over to it and crack it open. He stands at the toilet, whistling as he pisses. I place my gun into the waist of my jeans and push up my sleeves. Walking in behind him, I kick the back of his knees in.
“What the …?”
I grip the back of his head and shove him headfirst into the toilet. I straddle his legs as he kneels on the floor and hold him face down in his piss and water while he struggles against me. Cole enters the bathroom and stands there watching me with Austin by his side.
