Page 61 of Dirty Monsters
He grinned maniacally. “Guilty.”
“But how did you…?”
“They say security around here is tight, but imagine my surprise when I walked right through the front door and found no one around.”
“Ro…” My limbs started to tremble under the deadly grip he had on my arm.
“He can’t help you, little lamb. He’s not coming.”
“Ro…” I said it again, silently hoping he’d hear my prayer and save me. I didn’t want to believe he wasn’t helping Kane terrorize me, despite how bad this all looked.
Kane’s laughter was arrogant. “Oh, did you want him to watch? Like old times?” He waggled his eyes at me, making my stomach churn at the memory.
“You’re so fucked up,”I seethed.
He offered a bemused smile. “I’m fucked up? Me? I’m not the one fucking my brother.”The irony of his words grated against my skin. He was condemning me for fucking Ro when he was the one who violated his sister, to begin with.
“It’s not the same thing,”I muttered through my clenched teeth.
“Rohlen has you believing he wanted to be your knight in shining armor, but he was too afraid to step up all those years ago. There’s a reason for that, you know.”
I sniffled, tears still dripping down my face. I used the only thing I could think of to get away. Peering over his shoulder, I smiled faintly and yelled, “Ro, I’ve been waiting for you.”
Kane’s eyes widened, and for a brief second, he loosened his grip as he spun to see who I was talking to. I took the slight distraction and made a break for it. Pulling away, I started sinking and slipping as I tried to find my footing to run away from him.
“Bitch,” he growled. “You’ll pay for that.”
I squeaked but tried to keep running. It was hard to breathe, and I was light-headed, wondering if I would pass out. I heard him behind me, catching up. He was strong and fast, and I couldn’t outrun him on the soft sand leading back to the house.
My thighs burned, and my calves started to ache from the exertion. I was losing the battle. I felt his arm reach out to grab me, but I shied away, only for him to grab a second time and latch on tighter.
Something heavy hit my head, and the ocean was the last thing I saw before darkness stole me from the night. I expected to see a light at the end of my vision or to immediately be dropped into the darkest reaches of hell. But neither happened.
It was pure nothingness.
Almost peaceful.
My trip to Florida wasn’t what I expected, but it was exactly what I needed.
Rohlen had been avoiding my calls, and it was pissing me off. His calls were the only thing I looked forward to anymore. I knew my life was a farce. I knew I was a screwup.
Talking to Ro didn't change who I was, but it made me feel better about why I did the things I did. The whole world could go up in a blaze, but I would always have Ro.
So imagine my surprise when I showed up to save him, to help him and get him back to being the Ro I knew and loved…only to find him fucking our sister.
Wren.
The reason I lost everything I had when I was only sixteen.
From the moment she was born, she was the queen. You could say I was resentful she existed, which probably prompted my disdain for her while we grew up. But then she turned eleven, and she started developing. She started being more than just my annoying kid sister.
My dick grew hard whenever I pictured her sleeping in the room next to mine. Or each time she snuck across the hallway with a towel after her shower because she forgot her clothes. I was sixteen. What did she expect? I jerked my dick to her all the fucking time, and she had to know what she was doing to me.
She did it on purpose.
One night, she was licking her spoon at dinner, and I pictured it being my dick. From there on out, I made it my mission to show her and teach her how to fuck around. She would cry, and it made it even more fun for me. Was I supposed to feel bad?
Hell no.