The Surgeon

Chapter 27: He Did What?

We got back to his house. He hasn't let me stay at my place once. Considering Loki is out to get me is probably smart. I have just been learning so much these last couple of days. Like the shock with Maggie. The shock with Tony not training anyone but taking a liking to me? It's all confusing. I do need to call him. We got into his room and I started to strip heading to the shower. He watched me while he unbuttoned his shirt. I looked over at him batting my eyelashes "Want to join me in the tub?"

He smirked like a little boy in a candy shop "Um, yes. Why would you even ask?" I giggled walking into the bathroom. I stripped his jacket off and felt him behind me. I bent down starting the water. He moved his hands to my hips running them to my thighs and back up to my hips. I leaned into his bare chest and sighed relaxing. He got down into my ear "Rough day? I still get amazed at what you can do now... not happy how it happened but you are like a weapon...."

I felt him tense up as if he realized something. I turned to him "Is that so bad?" He looked like he was remembering something. I waved my hand in his face "Earth to James?"

He shook his head staring down at me. Confusion and pain laced in his eyes. I was becoming irritated and he spoke "Let's get in the tub ok? I have some calls I need to make."

I pushed him back "Then go make your calls." I felt him disassociate for a second like he was deep in thought. I turned back to him "Go if it's so important. Go."

He sighed running his hand through his hair. What the hell is bothering him. He stripped his underwear off and slipped into the hot bath. He let out a sigh. I stood there just staring at him with my arms crossed. I was still in the lace bodysuit. He looked over to me and sighed putting his arms out like a kid doing grabby hands. "Running a mafia doesn't leave a lot of downtime, Doll." I shook my head stripping down and getting in. He pulled me in between his legs and stroked my hair.

"I am sorry for how I acted."

I laid into him "It's Ok. I get it. You have a whole gang to run with hundreds of men."

"Yes, but that doesn't mean I act like that towards you." He stiffened "A while ago like eight years ago someone told me some information that I scoffed at. I didn't think it was important. It was about... well, you."

This time I turned to face him. I was shocked and scared now at what it could be. "What are you talking about? I didn't even know you existed until five months ago..."

He let out a sigh "You..." He paused looking like he was in deep thought. He jumped out of the water "When was the last time you called or talked to Tony?"

I lied "The day I left. I do need to call him sometime soon." He was pacing. He was deep in thought. He was putting the pieces to something together. His eyes got wide. He threw his head back sighing. He turned to me with slits for eyes. "James what the hell is going on."

He ran a hand through his hair "Fuck!" I looked at him weirdly "He really did it?" He ran his hand down his face to his neck "Tell Tony Congratulations for me. Tell him you slayed the Devil." He laughed "Un-fucking-believable. I actually thought you loved me you know that... turns out you were playing all along. A weapon sent to end me. Congrats you ended me, just like Maggie did. One in the same. I thought you were different. God, I was so naïve. Love only gets you killed." He started to walk out and he paused "I think you should leave. I'll have Weston ready to take you." With that, he left me sitting here completely unaware of what the fuck is going on.

I got dressed in leggings and one of his white t-shirts. I walked over to the bed and sat down. I was sent to end him? What did he mean? Just then Weston ran inside "What the hell did you say to James?" I looked at him strangely "He is breaking shit in his office like a crazy person." I hugged myself. He looked at me a sighed "Come on let's get going... whatever this is will blow over."

I walked over to him pulling him into a hug. I really just needed a hug. Weston has always looked out for me no matter what. He never held a gun to me, he never disobeyed. He's been here. The door busted open and James laughed. "Moving on so soon? Two can play that game, princess. Have fun with Weston."

He left and I looked up at Weston "You still think this will blow over?"

"He's drunk Amanda."

I rolled my eyes "Where is he going? Take me to where he is going."

Weston nodded and I followed him to the car.

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"Are you sure this is where he is at?" He nodded slowly rubbing the back of his neck. "A strip club?" He nodded again.

I stormed out of the SUV and walked into a smoked-out bar. It smelled like sex and cigarettes. I wanted to gag. I scanned the place and a man walked up to me "Hey there, you here for a job interview?" There were half-naked women everywhere. Skinny and beautiful women. I looked at the man ready to answer when Weston put his arm around my waist "No, she's a guest." He looked at Weston and back up with his hands raised.

I looked up at Weston "Thank you..." He gave me a sad smile. I scanned the room again and saw a woman leading James into a room. I saw red "Stay here." It's all I said heading to the room. The door was a skimpy curtain. Practically see-through. I could see her straddling him and my heart sank. I pushed the curtain back as she pressed her lips to his grinding on him. "You fucking scumbag." I turned walking out while he called my name.

I walked to Weston. "Let's go. Get the car running. Take me home." He put his arm around my waist as we left. We got to the car when a gunshot went off. I pushed Weston behind me and he groaned in frustration. I looked at him "sorry... I do save you a lot through..."

I was frozen staring at Weston "That's right. Go back and report to your master. He wins."

I sucked in a bunch of air whipping around to face him "I don't relate to you because I would never treat me this shitty. I fucking love you, James. I don't relate. You don't do this to someone you love. Recently when I am away from you I am happier. Weston... He's..."

James cut me off "You want Weston! Fine. Take him and both of you get the fuck out of my sight. I am over this. This whole thing between us was nothing but made-up lies by you. I am so happy Tony finally got his weapon and wish. I am over you."

I couldn't hold back my tears. I was basically crying and yelling at this point "I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT!" I let out a sigh "You make me hate this fucking city. I never told anyone anything about you. I got tortured saving you and your mother! I don't talk shit about you. This shit is so embarrassing, I put you AS MY NUMBER ON PRIORITY. I KILLED FOR YOU!" I was full-blown bawling now. James was just staring at me. He was living up to the devil's name for sure. "Then you have the balls to treat me like this? You ruin everything good. That's your fucking problem. You think everyone is out to get you. Then something good happens and you ruin it!" 

He took a step toward me and I backed into Weston. James clenched his jaw as Weston put his hands on my hips to steady me. I looked into James's eyes "You told me you were misunderstood. I am over this." I turned to Weston "Take me to MY home." I slid in the back seat and Weston started to drive away. I looked back at James who had one tear glistening down his cheek. A monster with feelings? Couldn't be.