The One.

Chapter 15

Finnick's P.O.V.

"Jack!" I yelled as I walked onto his property.

"What do you want Fin?" he yawned as I stepped inside his filthy house.

"I know what you did you dick..." I growled.

"Wow... Bro chill.... What are you talking about?" he slowly backed up.

"Nivia!" I screamed " YOU ALMOST KILLED HER YOU DICK!" the first punch glanced his jaw as he dodged it.

"WHAT THE FUCK FINNICK?!" he looked at me wide eyed.

"Oh don't you dare deny it." he staggered back when I slammed my fist into his shoulder. Jack began to fight back and hit me square in the eye.

"You....little..." I took a lurching step forward with every word I spat. "Shit!" I swung at him and hit him right in the stomach. I could see by the look he carried that I had knocked the wind out of him.

"SHE DESERVED IT!" Jack barked at me.

"Don't you DARE blame this on her..." I punched him straight in his pretty face. After a few blows to the chest and the eyes, he blacked out.
I wiped the blood off of my hands and stormed out of the house.

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Jack's P.O.V:

The blood drooled down my chin as I got up. He was going to pay. No, not Finnick. But the man who got us all into this mess....

Joel.

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"CASSEDY!" I roared from the kitchen.
"Yes sir?" Cassedy quickly ran down the stairs to attend my needs. She was a short brown haired girl with a charming smile, a hot face and a fit body. She pleased me, in several ways... She was a distraction but got quite annoying.
"Ice. Now." I growled.
"Of course Master Cael." She quickly nodded.

I took a seat at the bar and poured myself a glass of whiskey.

Cassedy approached me with a pouch of ice and some other first aid utensils.
"If you will, sir?" she gently tried to place my wounded hand onto the counter.
"I'll do it myself you worthless bitch." I slapped her pink cheek with my unwounded hand.

I snickered as I watched her choke up her tears as she began to disinfect my oozing knuckles. Cassedy wrapped my hand in gauze and handed me the ice pack.
"Will that be all, sir?" She bowed her head slightly.
"Yes, for now. Make yourself useful and get me my gun and a ski mask." I waved her off and downed the rest of the burning alcohol.

That son of an asian bitch was going to pay for stealing my girl and getting me a few punches in my freaking gorgeous face. Joel... Who curses their child with such an ugly name!? I laughed.

I dragged myself up the stairs. This would be easier if I was a bit more sober... I groaned silently.
I slammed my bedroom door and jumped onto my bed.

"Show me pictures of Nivia." I barked at my holographic projector. I smiled as pictures of Nivia popped up on my biggest bedroom wall.

"I might never get you back but you sure as hell will hate me..." I snickered as I looked at her pictures one last time.

"Sir?" Cassedy knocked at my door.

"Come in." I barked.

"Here is what you asked for. I added a few more bullet magazines sir." She winked at me. I snickered at how well she knew me and had her come closer.
She set the gun and ski mask on my table and stood in front of me. I turned her around and plopped her on my lap. "I'm sorry for slapping you earlier.." I left wet kisses up and down her neck.

"It's alright, sir." She began to squirm, grazing slightly over my sensitive spot.
"Go lock the door." I ordered. "I need to take care of you and mabe teach you a lesson about teasing me..." I smirked at her.