“Don't call me that,” I hiss.
“Why? You seem to like me calling you that, always made you more…submissive.Baby brother.” His grin is predatory and even though he’s tied up, the words have their intended effect.
I grip my hair, pulling on the strands until the pain is unbearable.
“It's okay, it's okay…”the young boy whispers.
Fuck!
“Get out of my head!''I shout and look up.
Lev comes to my side. “Breathe, doe. Fucking breathe. I'm here. Remember, I'll fight your demons."
I try to control my breathing and focus on Lev who is looking at me like he wants to hurt me, but that's his normal face. I know he is worried, as worried as Lev can be, anyway.
A couple of minutes pass before I am in control of my emotions.
“What do you mean he wasn't gonna do shit?” I ask, trying to get back on track.Breathe in…and breathe out. Get a hold of yourself, Aaron.
“I made it up. Dad just wanted you on the drug run. He was never gonna sell you for that gay stuff, he hated all that shit,” he says.
I'm floored. How did I not see the lie? Oh god, he manipulated the whole situation. Stupid fucking Aaron! As the penny drops, Jake continues to smile at me. He can't keep his fucking mouth shut, though.
“I seized the opportunity to take you. Protect you. You were always going to be mine, but then when you got all weird and we joined the crew, I bided my time. As soon as we took over our own territory, I was going to make it official,” he says.
Like this makes all the fucking sense in the world.
Stunned, I am fucking stunned. What the hell does “make it official” mean? “Do you know how deranged you sound? I was never yours, never gonna be yours and never will be yours!'' I yell before I stride forward and punch him across the face. Shit, my hand hurts but it was worth it.
“Look who’s all tough now. Being fucked by this dickhead finally made you a man, baby brother,” he says as he spits the blood from his mouth to the floor.
Lev punches him in the stomach, which finally stops him talking, he heaves from the blow, trying to regain his footing.
“He is all mine now, fuckface. And he loves my dick, he rides it so well,” Lev says and moves to the back of the room.
“Time for talk is over. Doe, come here.” He wiggles his finger at me in a come hither motion.
I sidestep around Jake to walk over to Lev. He pulls me in close and I bury my nose hard into his neck and inhale that intoxicating scent. It brings me back down, grounding me and I look into those evil green eyes of his. I feel like I am being charged with courage and strength in his presence. He is magnificent.
“So, you wanna play or watch?” he asks.
“I want to do both,'' I whisper against his lips.
He smiles against them, “Well, pick your weapon of choice and let's finish this. I want you riding me hard in my bed after this, doe.”
I groan. “Anything you want,” I say and he snickers.
“So easy for me,” he says. I nod as he gently grabs my throat. “Only. Me.”
My breath hitches at the possessive tone.
“Only. You,” I say. My head is starting to hurt from this mental gymnastics that's going on with me right now, too many emotions happening at once.
Lev lets me go as I look along the wall, and I know what I want to do to Jake. After what he tried to do to me yesterday, it's the only appropriate justice that will help me sleep better. That will put those voices to bed for good.
I pick up a scalpel and Lev raises his brow. “Interesting choice. I'm gonna go for something a little different,” he says. He picks up a cordless drill then attaches a large drill head to it. Now that will hurt.
“You wanna go first, doe?” he asks as we walk back over to face Jake who has finally gotten over the stomach punch. Fucking pussy. I feel disconnected, like I am floating, waiting for something to happen that wakes me up, telling me this was a dream and I am still in the nightmare. But nothing happens. This is real.
