“Angel,” I warn. “It’s fine.”
With another huff, she rolls her eyes, throwing her hands up in defeat, so I take the risk and release her, hoping like fuck she doesn’t try to attack her friend again.
“Are you both done?” Jared snaps, glancing between the two girls.
“For now,” Abbey responds, causing Dee’s lips to kick up in a grin, and then, both girls start fucking laughing.
“Fucking hell,” Jared mutters. “I need a drink.”
He’s fucking right about that. For a guy who doesn’t drink much, I really want one myself.
Raking my hand through my hair, I turn to see Daniel, cowering in the corner, still alive and shackled, but covered in blood as he watches on through the eye that isn’t completely swollen shut.
For a moment, it takes me a bit to figure out where most of the blood is coming from, and then I realise it’s from the crotch of his pants.
I turn back to Dee. “Did you cut off his pin dick?”
She stops her silent laughing and smirks before mouthing,‘not yet.’
“K-keep h-her a-away f-from m-me,” Daniel stutters, his whole body trembling.
“She made it bleed though,” Jared grunts, clearly not happy about his girl messing around with her victim’s dick.
All of a sudden, Dee’s hands start flying around, and then Jared’s do too, and I realise they are arguing via sign language.
I don’t know why she doesn’t just talk. She obviously can, and knowing that pisses me off.
But perhaps that’s the point.
“Righto, you two. Cut that shit out and fill me the fuck in. I don’t have the patience for this bullshit.”
Dee finishes her signing argument by flipping Jared off, which makes him fucking growl, and she smiles, approaching him and rising up on her toes to kiss his jaw. He growls again, under his breath this time, glaring down at her as she struts away and pulls her knife out of the wall.
“You two are weird,” Abbey muses, which finally makes Jared fucking smirk.
“Shut up, Yeb.” Jared addresses my wife. “Takes one to know one.”
“God, stop. My nickname was the worst,” Abbey sighs, rolling her eyes, and Jared snorts.
“I think Marcus will disagree with you, since his was Suc.”
They both start laughing, and I recall Abbey telling me that as kids, she, Lexi, Jared and Marcus made up coded nicknames or some shit. They used the last three letters of their first names and turned them around, which is how Abbey got Yeb.
“So are you going to tell him, or am I?” Jared asks his batshit crazy girl, and she shrugs before pointing to him.
I’m kinda fucking relieved, since it will take less fucking effort if he tells us.
“Lexi filled us in on what this prick told you.” He gestures to Daniel, who doesn’t even bother looking up at us.
I bet he wishes he was dead… wait…
“How the fuck did Lexi know?” I snap, which is when I notice Abbey cringe.
“I may have updated her in a text message.”
My brows shoot up. “I thought we agreed to keep this contained.”
Her shoulders drop, even as her cheeks heat, and a look I’m becoming all too familiar with flashes across her face.
