Playing with The Devil *Book 2*

*A Little Blood Wont Hurt*

Charlie's POV

    Cade, Austin, and I walked through the city of Rome. The streets were busy of people, although they all jumped out of the way at the sight of us.

   "Charlie that dress would make you hot." Cade commented as we passed a dress shop. A sparkly navy blue thigh high dress. There was a slit on both sides starting at the hip going all the way down. The slit was connected by small silver chains.

    "I'd look like a badass in it wouldn't I?" I said with a laugh. Austin rolled his eyes as Cade grabbed my arm and dragged me into the shop.

   After over an hour of arguing with the the store owner who only spoke Italian Cade got her to grab the dress for me to try it on. After I put it on I walked out of the dressing room and stood in front of the boys. I did a small spin and gave them a smile.

   "If you don't buy that dress I will actually murder you." Austin said eyeing the dress. Not in a bad way though, just looking at it in the way to see if it is good. I laughed before walking back into the dressing room and changing into my old clothes.

I had walked out of the door with my dress being sent to Jacob's mansion. Cade had his arm looped around mine as he and Austin pointed out small shops and monuments around the town.

As we had made it to the road Jacob lives on, three big men in all black stepped out in front of us, causing our walk to stop.

We went the step around them but they had followed our step. Simultaneously the three of us took a step back.

   "Get out of our way." Austin said bluntly. One of them just raised their eyebrows. Quickly the three of them grabbed Austin, Cade, and I. We began struggling against their hold but it wouldn't budge.

   "Stop moving you bitch!" The guy holding me said as I thrashed around. Is he dumb? Of course I'm gonna thrash around and try to escape.

   I heard the noise of grunts so I turned my head to see Austin and Cade fighting off their captors. As I took my cue I raised my arm and elbowed the guy in the nose. He staggered back a little before reaching forward and grabbed my hair, pulling it tightly. I only felt a small burn but I continued fighting. I raised my leg and kneed him in the gut, making him let out a grunt.

   I somehow got out of the arms of my captor but I was grabbed again quickly. I wiggled my arm free before reaching my arm back and then swinging it forward. A loud crack made everyone around us freeze. I was dropped and the man that held me wailed like a child. He held his nose in his hands as his friends went to help him.

   "She broke my nose." He screamed. I looked around at the other two to see them with not even a scratch. I looked down at my hands to see them beaten and bruised. Blood spread across them.

   "You bitch." Another guy spoke leaping forward. I didn't notice the knife in his hand before it slashed across my face. Quickly the guy was taken down my Cade and Austin. I lifted my hand and touched my face where the cut had set. The pressure on it made me wince.

   Quickly the fight came to an end. The three men lay on the ground groaning in pain. The blood soaked the side of my face and hands.

   "He will get you Charlie. Mark my words!" The last man called out. I slid my foot back before shooting it forward. Successfully kicking him in the gut.

   "Who?" I asked squaring down in front of him. He just looked up at me with pure hatred.

    "He's always watching you. He knows everything." He spoke before spitting at me. I quickly jumped back before any of the spit had landed on me. I raised my fist back once again and punched him in the jaw. My fist burned from the impact but I didn't care.

Austin quickly grabbed me and began dragging me quickly towards Jacob's mansion. We arrived shortly since we were less than a mile away. Before we went inside I stopped and looked down at my hands.

Blood had coated them like a blanket. My knuckles were torn open from when I had punched the man. Austin took my hand and examined it before cringing.

   "Jacob is gonna flip when he sees that." Cade pointed at the cut on my cheek then my blooded knuckles. I scowled at him.

  "A little blood won't hurt anyone. Also thanks for pointing out the obvious Sherlock." I mumbled before pulling my hand back from Austin. I moved over to the door and pulled it open.

  As I walked in I saw Jacob and Amalia sitting in the livingroom. They weren't talking but I could tell Amalia wanted to say something. A gasp left her mouth when she saw the state all of us were in. Covered in bruises and blood.

  Jacob's gaze shot up at the gasp. His eyes locked with mine instantly. His eyes scanned over me but zeroed in on the cut on my cheek. His eyes narrowed and he shot up coming over to me. As he got close his hand reached out and examined the cut.

   "What the fuck happened. I thought I told you two to keep her safe." Jacob snapped at them. I looked over and that's when I saw Amalia checking in Cades hand that had blood on it.

   "We got jumped by these guys. Jacob they knew who I was. They said that he was always watching me." I mumbled out confused. Jacob's hands went stiff against my face before he ran smoothing circles along my cheeks.

   "Let's get you cleaned up." He whispered while grabbing my hand and leading me away from the others. He led me upstairs to his bathroom, where he made me sit on the counter.

  I watched him silently as he started putting stitches on my cheek. It didn't hurt, but that's only because I've had stitches too many times to feel the pain.

  After he finished he stepped back and examined me for any further cuts. Once his eyes came back to mine he raised his hands and gripped my shoulders softly.

   "Jacob do you know who did this to us?" I asked softly.

   "I have my suspicions." He mumbled. My eyes searched his for any further answer but it wasn't any use.

  "Who?" I asked softly. His eyebrows scrunched and he looked away.

  "No one." He whispered.

   "Who Jacob?" I pushed. He looked back towards me, his eyes slightly narrowed.

   "I said no one." He snapped before dropping his arms and walking out of the bathroom, leaving me alone with my thoughts on the counter.

   Jacob obviously knew who did it, but why won't he tell me?