Page 64 of All Your Hate
All my energy goes into fighting him until I can barely stand straight.
As I stumble back, he catches me, pulling me against him. He’s hard. My fighting turned him on.
“You’re sick,” I whimper, feeling too weak to scream at him anymore.
Bones grabs my chin, tilting it up. “You’ve infected me, little viper. I’m full of your toxins and I’ll gladly take any more you give me. So keep hating me, keep fighting me if that’s what gives you some peace.”
Why? Why does he have to say these things? He’s twisting me up inside and I have no idea what I’m supposed to be feeling anymore.
Exhaustion takes over me and my forehead falls against his chest.
The smell of him makes me feel safe. But it’s a lie. One I have no choice but to believe.
Leaning against him I weigh up my options. I could wait here for Charlie, but Bones is guaranteed to stay and that’ll put her at risk. Running’s no longer an option, I barely have the strength to hold myself up. Neither is screaming. I know what this neighbourhood’s like. So many times there were domestic disputes, fights, arguments, kids vandalizing properties. Not a single time did the police do anything about it.
My only option is him.
“I’m ready to go with you,” I say into his chest, unable to look at the face of the man that’s won me.
Bones leads me to the car and I look at the trunk, expecting him to put me in it for fighting him, but he lets me sit up front.
I thought he’d be angry, ready to hurt me for running, but he seems oddly relaxed. It puts me on edge.
I’m sat in the eye of the storm, waiting for the calm to pass and for the devastating force of him to hit me any minute now.
13
BONES
It took all my self-control to keep my hands on the wheel for the entire drive home.
I want to touch her, to know she’s still here with me. If I did that in the car I’m not sure what I would have done next. Wynter needs to be taught a lesson. One that tells her she’s had her one try at escaping me and that’s it.
I should never have taken her out in the first place. Not without further precautions.
Anything could have happened to her. Fuck, if I hadn’t actually found her…no, there’s no point thinking of that.
Wynter will be under my eye at all times after this. I’ll make it happen myself, but I also need her to learn the hard way what it means to be mine.
I wait until we’re in the house and the door is securely locked behind me before I say anything. “We had a deal.”
Wynter’s shoulders tense as she stops with her back to me.
“That wasn’t a real deal. That was just you toying with me.” She tries to sound sure of herself, but I can hear the exhaustion in her voice.
I have to snap the hair tie around my wrist a few times. The small bite of pain helping me to keep my cool. “You’ll understand eventually. But I can’t have that happening again. It’s my own fault really for letting you out.”
My heart’s still racing. Inside I’m screaming that I nearly lost her, but I don’t let my erratic emotions show. A few more snaps of the tie see to that.
When Wynter turns to face me, she looks tired and broken. “What now then? You going to beat me like you did Jackson? Break my legs so I can never run again?” She nods towards my knuckles. I’d never hurt her like that. Jax had it fucking coming. He didn’t know that Wynter was the girl I saved before today, but he still kept information from me. Played me for a fucking fool. I made him pay for that. Not with his life, but with his bones. He’s not going to be able to use his arms or legs for a long time.
“I won’t ever hit you, my love.” I take a small step toward her, trying to gauge how close she’ll let me get. When I take another she doesn’t back down. Good girl. That means her fire is still burning. “The only pain I’ll ever inflict on you will be because you’re begging for it.”
Her cheeks turn red and her eyes get that glazed lust-filled look. Oh, she wants it alright. She wants everything I’m offering her, she’s just too stubborn to admit it.
“I’d rather be beaten than beg you for anything.”
With a smile, I lean in close. “Get your ass upstairs.”