Page 82 of Rampage: Explosion


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Glaring at him, Axel lifted his shirt, dug into his pants, and pulled out his slingshot before fishing out a rock from a pocket. He placed the rock in position and aimed it at Kaia’s head.

“Do not move until you hear what I got to say.”

He wouldn’t hurt Axel, but he would try to disarm him the first chance he got. “I’m listening,” he said, eyeing Axel from head-to-toe.

“Diesel’s teaching me about what to do with enemies. You can’t get this from me because I won’tletyou.”

“You’re smaller than me.”

“But I got the rock.”

Surrendering for now, Kaia held up his hands. It might humor the kid anyway. “I’m listening.”

“Reb’s really cool and I love her a lot. Fia don’t like Rebel, fuckface. You did the same thing with her those dudes do to those girls in the porn stuffs.”

Kaia squinted. “Uh—”

“Shut up. I don’t want to hear your raggedy fucking voice. Cuz you know what? Diesel’s lost his fucking mind and now you. No, first it was Rule, then Diesel, now you. All that does is hurt Reb, so half a dog, you don’t care about my sister at all.”

Offended beyond belief, Kaia stiffened. “I’m not a fucking dog and I’m insulted you called me that.”

“You’renot my problem. I don’t give a fuck if you got insulted feelings. You’re going to hurt Rebel and that’ll upset Mom and that’ll make her leave cuz Dad’s King of Stupids, and you, CJ, Devon, Rory, and Diesel are his subjects. And you are a fucking half a dog. Rebel’s the other half, fuckbag, cuzyoudon’t got the fucking sense to say you’re not Chi and she’s not Huahua.”

Oh.

“I’m grown, Axel. I have needs.”

“How long you been grown, Kaia?”

“I’m almost twenty, so nearly two years.”

“Then you was fucking grown when you met my sister. Andyou was fucking grown when you and her became two halves of a little dog.”

“I made a mistake.”

“The first time when you trusted Diesel, yeah. This time? No.”

“You weren’t even there.”

“Rebel’s mad at Diesel. He’s not going to fuck with her again until she forgives him.”

“That doesn’t make any sense.”

“Do you make fucking sense?”

“I’m not Diesel.”

“Diesel’s one of a kind, so you aren’t. You still don’t make sense more than him.”

“I wouldn’t get Rebel to forgive me then fuck with her again. Unless you meant something else…?”

“I spoke those words. I meant them,” he said flatly.

“Then explain Diesel’s reasoning to me. Or do you know or even understand?”

“You can’t figure it out?”

“Can you?” Kaia shot back smugly.