Chapter 8

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Y/N POV

Lin and me bandages up Millie's arm as she sits with her foot in a cast, Joe checking my forehead. Moxxie struggles to cook dinner

"I can't believe you let him trap you, Millie! Haven't we taught you better?"
"I was seein' red, Ma! And he was slippery!" "Excuses! You're better than that, Mildred!"

Moxxie overhearing Lin and Millies conversation, he turns off the oven and marches over to Millie's parents.

"Y'know, she protected me. And maybe I'm not a strong beefy dickhead but Millie has the strength enough for both of us! You two are getting on her case about being hurt by a psychopath you hired?! Shaaaaame on you!"

Blitz walks over to Moxxie "Aw, Moxxie, look at you! Speechin' like a big boy with his big paaaants!"

Joe glares at Moxxie, curtly nods and leaves the room
"Wooow! He nodded! He's never acknowledged your input before!" Millie stands up on crutches and walks away.
"Soooo, is that progress?" Mox ask Millie as they go into their room, I go into my room.

> time skips <

It was late at night, I sat on the windowsill, looking outside as the wind blew my hair. I swirl my my hair around my finger and in the corner of my eye, I see Strikers HellHorse walking up to my windowsill. The hellhorse puts his snout up and I pet it gently "what you doing here?" I ask, he neighs, I jump out of the window on the hellhorse.

He starts galloping away with me ontop of him. The horse keeps walking till we stop at a motel with a sign that says 'Hideaway Motel Vacancy. The Guy That Tried 2 Kill U Def Isn't Here.' I roll my eyes, knowing Striker is here, I hop off of the horse and hear strikers voice

'Huh... I failed to kill the target at the festival. But don't worry, ma'am... It won't happen again.'

I sneak inside to hear the conversation

"It better not! I want this cheating prick dead! I don't care who you have to go through! MAKE IT HAPPEN!!" I hear a female voice through the phone, I squint my eyes as he smirks "understood, I'll get him next time."
Striker chuckles evilly as he turns off the light. His yellow eyes glow in the darkness to rattlesnake hisses, I snuck on his bed and grab my gun, pointing it at him as I turn on the lights.

"Well, lookie who we got here" Striker smirks at me, he kicks my gun out of my hands and pin me to the bed.
I struggle under him, growling at him as he was on top of me "damn girl... your tough.. I am gonna miss you when I kill you" "then do it! What's stopping you?"

He lift his knife up then froze, looking at me as I close my eyes. Everything went silent even his tail, I slowly open my eyes to see him looking down at me. Him ontop of me, blushing lightly "grrr... fuck" he throws his knife away from me and growl, I blush as he leans down to my face "fuck~" I put my hand on his neck and pulls him into a kiss.

His tongue touch the bottom of my lip as he rip my shirt off, asking for entrance for his tongue to go in my mouth, not letting him. He pulls my tail lightly making me gasp, taking the opportunity to put his tongue in my mouth.

I'm gonna stop it their, next chapter will be lemon. Please enjoy your lemonade you beautiful sinners.

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