I went to the mirror above my dresser, staring at my reflection. My gaze landed on the fingerprints around my throat from him choking me. In that moment, I thought for sure that was how I would die. Choked out by Dominik Taylor while he brutally fucked me.
Not that it would be a terrible way to go. Despite everything, I sure had enjoyed myself. Dom had this insatiably wild quality to him. Like his desire to kill me had manifested in every thrust. His efforts had left me raw and sore. I didn’t hate it.
Damon had been pissed when I came home bloody and bruised. He wanted to wage war on the Kings. Even though we were outnumbered, that didn’t seem to sway him. He’d decided this shit had gone far enough.
I made him promise me that he wouldn’t do anything. We weren’t taking any shots at the Kings. This was between Dom and me alone.
“You’re fucking obsessed with this guy,” Damon had said. “It makes me sick. Why him? Why any of them?”
I understood why he was so pissed off. This thing between Dom and me was spilling over onto our friends. I didn’t think either of us had meant for that to happen. The sooner we ended this the better for everyone.
Try as I might to calm him down, Damon had angrily stormed from the room. Trying to give him some space, I retreated to my bedroom to ponder my retaliation. I didn’t want to take my time. After what happened today, I knew that I needed to act fast. I didn’t trust myself not to end up on Dom’s cock again or have him end up on mine. This needed to end now.
I trailed a finger over my neck, tracing the outline of bruises in the shape of his fingers. Remembering how it felt to have him crushing my neck, choking off my airflow. The way my vision had started to darken as he pounded into me.
My cock grew hard at the memory. Damn him.
It seemed only fitting that I should go after Dom’s car in return. Not a car bomb though. That wasn’t my style. I would have to wait until tomorrow when he was in class. The campus parking lot was large and packed with cars. Nobody would be paying any attention to his at the time.
I spent the rest of the night formulating my plan. Analyzing my methods. By the time I went to bed, I was buzzing with anticipation. Dom’s death would make me the winner of this war.
I didn’t sleep much. After tossing and turning, I was awake before my alarm went off. When I went upstairs for coffee, Damon was already in the kitchen. Right away I sensed his mood. He was still pissed.
“This will all be over soon,” I assured him. “Trust me.”
His expression twisted into a mask of skepticism. “That’s the problem, Noah. I don’t trust you. Not when it comes to Dominik Taylor. Not anymore.”
I grabbed my favorite travel mug from the cupboard. After filling it with coffee, I poured in just the right amount of cream and sugar. “That’s fair. I guess I deserve that. I never intended for things to get so out of control with him. It just happened.”
Damon sipped plain black coffee from a mug, eyeing me over the rim. “Oh yeah? And I suppose fucking him just happened too? Is there something you’re not telling me? Are you dating him? Do you want to?”
I scoffed. “Now who’s crazy? Listen to yourself. I’m not really the dating type, and if I were, I sure as hell wouldn’t settle for Dom.”
Damon’s stare never wavered. He held eye contact even while sipping his coffee. “You’re a damn liar. You forget how well I know you.”
There was a dark side to my best friend. One that once triggered proved volatile. Even as fearless as I was, I knew better than to test him.
“I have to get to campus. I’ll catch up with you later.” I didn’t wait around to give him another chance to grill me further.
Damon hated the Kings. We both did. They’d killed two of our best friends. Kills that were justified, although that didn’t make them sting any less. I didn’t want to bring more trouble to our door. That’s why I was ending this shit today.
Getting through the morning proved to be a struggle. I waited until early afternoon so the parking lot would be full and it would be easier to go unnoticed. That’s when I made my way to Dom’s blacked out Audi.
It would’ve been much easier if I brought Damon along to keep watch. With the mood he was in this morning, he probably would have refused. Instead, I had to continuously glance around at my surroundings to make sure nobody saw me.
Since Dom’s car was a newer model with decent security, I needed to call a locksmith to get me into the vehicle. Thankfully, it didn’t take the guy long to show up. I made some bullshit excuse about locking myself out. A smarter person would have questioned me. It was growing increasingly more difficult to lock one’s self out of newer vehicles. Not impossible though.
He didn’t seem to give a shit. He was there to do a job, get paid, and leave. It didn’t take long for him to get the door open. I braced myself, worried an alarm would go off. When it didn’t, I breathed a sigh of relief.
After I paid the man and he left, I searched the inside of the car for the wheel lock key. I couldn’t easily remove the locking bolts on the tires without it. Since it would be dark by the time Dom got to his car, I hoped he didn’t notice that his tires had been tampered with.
By the time I was done fucking with them, they were loose enough to practically slide off on their own. Causing a car accident wasn’t new for me. I usually didn’t take this approach. Rather than run him off the road myself, I chose another route.
For good measure, I put a few small punctures in the tires as well. Enough to mess with the pressure. If I had more time, I would have gone as far as to cut his brakes. Since every now and then people crossed through the parking lot, I figured it was best not to hang around longer than necessary.
Because I needed to see how this played out, I didn’t go far. I went to the rental car I’d picked up this morning. Parked a few rows over. I needed something to get around since my car was totaled. I’d purposely chosen a white soccer mom style SUV in order to easily blend in with traffic. Hopefully Dom wouldn’t notice me following him. I would keep my distance.
I had to wait a while for Dom to emerge from the school. Every time I got too cold, I started my car, allowing the heat torun for several minutes. I didn’t want to miss a thing, which is why I stayed.
