Page 6 of Madame Mayhem
Fi gasps and I bounce up off the wall.Where the fuck is he!! Where the fuck is that bastard?”
“What? Where’s who?” Snatch’s confusion doesn’t stop me. I’m loaded and my nine-millimeter dislodges from its holster. I hold it up to the sky. The ugly monster killed my father too. He must have thought he was having a field day. He’s lost his fucking mind if he thinks I’m going to let him get away with this shit. “Whoa Slash man, what the fuck?”
Fi’s shouting at me, but I can’t hear her. “Slash. Put the gun down. Put. It. The. Fuck. Down. Give it to me.” Her tone is deadly calm. She’s beckoning me with her fingers, cutting through the recklessness in my brain. “Give me the gun. Like you told me to calm down, now it’s your turn to calm down.”
I try to move around her, lowering the gun, my heart exploding through my chest. She stops me with Snatch, staring at me like I’m a freak. If he only knew. “Fi, get out of the way. It’s time,” I grit through clenched teeth.
“Nope. It’s not time. Breathe.”
“Fi,” I puff out my chest. “Fi, get out of the way. Fi, move.” I slide left, she meets me. I slide right, she puts a hand on my chest. My heart is virtually in her chest. That’s how loud it’s beating.
“You two have been smoking too much. That’s all I got. Thought you would wanna know.” He turns, walking back into the warehouse.
Fi stops me again, jumping right in front of me this time as I take one last go at running into the warehouse to take Bull out. Her warm, gooey eyes have changed to liquid fire again.
“Not now!Slash now is not the time! Look at me baby, I got your fuckin' back as much as you got mine, but you have to listen to me, we will, just not now… I need you to take a deep breath and keep your mouth shut.”
I release a loud, primal grunt and I put my gun back in the holster, wiping the sweat from my temple. I take her hand and she drags me through the clubhouse to my room.
Bull. I’m coming for you, bitch.
Chapter Three: Deep Bond
Fiona
I have to stop him at the pool table. He’s wavering, falling down that deep hole that I’ve been in before. I have to drag him out before he makes a big mistake. My fingers interlace with him as I hold him steady. His pain is my pain, and I gotta get him back on track. Tame that beast lying inside of the man.
“Baby, look in my eyes. Stop for a minute.” I put a loving hand on the side of his face. He tears away from my fingers. “Don’t do that. Come on. Listen to what I have to say. Listen.”
“Fi…”
“I know, hurts, doesn’t it?”
“Yeah. He killed my father, Fi. Yours!” I can feel his angular jaw clenching under my fingers. “Can’t let that ride. One clip, that’s all it’s gonna take. He’s in there with Lily, corrupting her. How the fuck does he get away with this shit and the crew can’t see?”
A fine sheen of sweat lines his brow. It’s on his lip now and he’s more than pissed. This is the same way he was when he got out of the meeting with Bull. The muscles in his biceps are straining, popping through. His raven-colored mop is every which way on his head, part of it plastered to his forehead. He’s so worked up and I gotta get this tension to go. I know this anger, this lost feeling he has. It’s mine, it’s his.It’s ours.
He’s hotter than the deadliest sin I’ve ever experienced and he’s not even bad for me. I like him angry sometimes, but not now. This is a time I wanna be the balm to him.
“Lily’s fine. Don’t worry about Lily. I got her sorted out.Chill.This is you and me right now.”
I feel his flames reduce. A minute ago, the embers were burning a tangerine orange about to engulf the warehouse. If he let those bullets fly, carnage would be the only result. He would have killed more than one. I saw it flashing before my eyes. There was no way I could let him do that.
“What about it Fi? What about it?”
“All we gotta do is wait. It’s coming. We just gotta do this thing right. Once and for all. You can’t go to jail again. I’m looking out for you. If you go inside a second time… it’s lights out and you’re gonna get more than three years. Remember how I told you I did it? Calculate it. I understand you Slash. You’re hurting so bad you wanna kill everybody. The grief is so much it torments you every waking moment, and you have to pretend like it doesn’t haunt you. Every goddamn day. You understand me too. My pain. I thought you didn’t get it completely, but now I know you do.”
“I do Fi. I get it. You reallyunderstand too. I’m sorry. I just can’t fucking watch that old fucker take my seat. Kill the people we love and sit there smirking while he’s copped and underage girl too. He’s like the cat that got the cream.”
I loosen the grip on his fingers, putting a hand on his pounding heart. It calms to a steady rhythm. The rage leaves, and he pauses for a minute. “Okay, I’m sweet now. Let’s go to my room. I gotta cool off for a minute. Fucking sweating and shit.”
I let him lead the way. He opens the door gently to his room, and it has Slash written all over it, from the pictures of him and his father, to his patched jacket hanging on the back of the chair. He’s got clothes thrown on the floor and the smell of his aftershave drifts through my nose, turning me on. I open the bottle sometimes when he’s out with the boys to remind myself of him.
The door closes and we stand on the inside. He’s got sweat on his brow, but I don’t care. He wipes it off.
“Give me a second Fi. I gotta rinse my face for a minute. I’m a fucking mess.” I listen to the water run, my body throbbing with the promise of his elicit touch. Since he’s broken the seal, I can feel him inside me. See it when I wake up sometimes. He replaces those other men who entered me. It’s as if he part of me in a strange way.
Me and him look at one another solidly. He’s really studying the depths of who I am. Really looking.