“Fuck yeah. Let’s do this,” I laugh. Holy shit. Hayes…Hayes Valentine is facing me off.Holy fucking shit.Is all that I can manage to think at the moment. The whistle blows and our sticks slam against one another as we fight for the puck. I get control of it only for him to take it from me. Damn he’s quick, but if this isn’t the most fun I’ve had in a long time. Shit. I skate down the rink regaining the puck as he talks shit to me.
“I underestimated you tonight.” he yells and I laugh, weaving in and out of the other players while Hayes gives chase.
“You’re in my house now baby. Come take it from me.” I fire back making him laugh. The crowd roars in excitement, if I’m being honest this feels like it's just me and him playing against one another and there’s no one else on the ice. The timer buzzes and we skate off. Hayes comes over and fist bumps me.
“I’d love to play with you again man, that was fun.” he states and I nod.
“Definitely. Next time you’re in New York. Look me up.” I tell him and he smiles, leaving the arena. I look over at my brothers who are fist pumping the air and I laugh looking up at the stands. My heart drops when I see her seat empty and Annie just sitting there. Walking over to the partition I try to get her attention. When she finally takes her eyes off Brantley. She looks over at me and shrugs. I take off my gloves and bring my fingers to my ears and mouth making a phone motion and she nods, lifting her cell to her ear. When I don’t see her mouth move she looks at me and shakes her head. I roll my fingers telling her to do it again in which she does and still nothing.Fuck!
Something is definitely wrong and I can’t get through this fucking game fast enough. Everytime I get back out on the ice, I pray she just ran into traffic or couldn’t find anywhere to park. But when I look up and see she still isn’t here. My heart drops in my chest because I know. I fucking know something is wrong and I can’t do fucking shit about it.
I hope to God that she’s not hurt and she has a legit excuse as to why she isn’t here. I need to win this game and get the fuck out of here.I don’t like this. Not one fucking bit.
Lyla
What Is Happening
Four hours ago…
Just as I’m about to leave for Case’s game, the door bell rings.Who the hell could be here?I grab my keys and phone and walk to the door, opening it to see Collette standing there with a smile on her face.
“Hey Lyla, I just came to make sure you were okay? Case never called me and I was starting to get really worried.” She states and my eyes widen. I thought he called her the next day after he got me home. That’s odd.
“Oh, I’m sorry Collette. I thought he already called you. Please come in. I was just getting ready to leave.” I tell her as she steps inside. I shut the door behind us and lead her to the kitchen. “Can I get you something to drink?” I ask as I pull open the fridge. But she doesn’t answer so I peak out and what I see has me stopping in my tracks.
“Collette, what are you doing?” I ask as she points a gun at me.
“You were supposed to stay with Kenneth. Case was mine and you took him.” she states as her hand shakes. I raise mine, letting her know I’m not a threat as I take a step towards her.
“Don't move, Lyla. Just stay right there.” She shouts, cocking the gun. I swallow thickly as my heart beats wildly in my chest. I have no idea what the fuck I’m doing but I’m terrified in this moment.
“I don’t know what you mean, Colette. We can talk this out. Just put down the gun.” I tell her but she shakes her head.
“No, Lyla. You have what is mine and I’m here to collect.” She states and I take another step towards her. The gun goes off nearly missing the side of my face. I jump and scream which only makes her laugh sinisterly. “I told you not to move.” she growls, taking out her phone and bringing it to her ear. “I’ve got her. Where is he?” She says and my eyes widen. “Kenneth, you had one job and that was to bring him to me.” She spits.
“Well I guess come get your girl and I’ll wait for him to arrive.” She says then hangs up the phone.
“What did you do?” I ask with wide eyes. She better not have hurt Case. Please let him be okay.
“Case wasn’t supposed to make it to his game. Kenneth isn’t a good partner. He just makes mistake after mistake. He’s lucky I don’t just kill you myself.” She smirks. Still I stand here with my arms raised. How the fuck do I get out of here without getting shot. What do I do?
“Kenneth is fucking useless. If you wanted Case that bad, why did you set him up with me at Velvet Veil. Why not put him in one of your rooms?” I ask, as her hand continues to shake. The gun is too heavy for her to hold up to me much longer. I can tell so I need to keep her talking and maybe by the grace of god I can get it out of her grip.
“He never requested me. His brothers—different story but I wanted him. Not them.” She whines as I take a step closer.
“You could’ve gone about this a different way. It didn’t need to come to this.” I tell her but she shakes her head as tears fall from her eyes. She tries to wipe them and I take this as my opening and charge her. Pushing her away and she shoots the bullet going wide as she falls onto her ass. I climb on top of her, grabbing her wrist, trying to get a hold of her pressure point so she will release the weapon but she thrashes beneath me. So I rear back and punch her in the face. She screams, sinking her nails into my arms and dragging them down. “You fucking bitch,” I scream still trying to get a hold of the gun. I dig my thumb nail right between the veins of her wrist, causing her to cry out when she finally releases the gun. I pick it up as she screams and bucks beneath me but I take the gun and press it to her forehead.
“You don’t have the balls Lyla. You will never make him happy. How can he ever love—truly love a washed up whore like you?”
BANG!
I pull the trigger and blood splatters against my face. My body shakes along with my hands as I drop the gun and gasp.What did I do?
“Oh my god. What did I do? Oh my god,” I panic and scamper back onto the tile floor as blood and smoke seep from the wound. “I-I killed her.” I whisper as I bring my hands to my face. I get to my feet and run for the front door but it swings open and Kenneth smiles at me.
“Ahh, Angel. I’m here to save you. Come my darling. I’ll take you home and clean you up,” he states and my eyes widen as I take a step back. He reaches for me and I scream. “Now, now. Don’t make this difficult,” he growls and I spin. Running through the house I hop over Collette’s dead body through the kitchen and dining room, He snatches me by the back of my head, pulling my hair making me stumble into him. “There youare. Come on now. Baby.” he whispers in my ear, taking a deep breath.
“Fuck you,” I spit and slam the back of my head against his nose. He yells and I run. Trying to find something to use against him. There’s only so much I can do alone before he hurts me. Just when I think I can run through the dining room and into the hallway he blocks my path so I run the opposite way only for him to do the same. I’m fucking trapped. Why does this house have to be so fucking big. I need to get him into this room close enough to me so I can run out the door without him getting me on the other side. I put my hands up in surrender and he does exactly what I want him to do. Just as he’s a foot away I spin and run for the hallway to the front door but just as I reach the knob he slams into me and smashes my head against the wood door. Blood pours from my nose and I groan but he does it again and again until everything goes black.
