Mistake Not (1) A Bully Romance

70. Found

"We should call the police." Jules' voice is nothing but a muffle in my ears as I looked at the dark house from beyond my windshield.

It didn't take anything but a good thirty minutes to get here and the moment I did, I shut off my car and killed the lights. I was parked at a safe distance behind another car, not at all caring if I was blocking another person's driveway.

"Mercer?"

My gaze remains on the dark house. It was smaller than the other house on this street and had a little bit more land than the house next to it. There was no car in view and it looked as if no one was at home.

I didn't believe it for a second.

Opening my door, I got out. Jules calls my name again while getting out along with Ronan. Stepping in the direction of the house, I manage to get as far as the front of the blue Toyota Camry in front of me when Jules steps in front of me.

Her face still flushed red from all the tears and distress, I could see that she was beyond worried. More terrified about this entire situation.

"We have to think before we just go in and demand. We don't know what predicament Gen is in. We should wait and-"

"I can't fucking wait, Jules. I don't know what the fuck is running in his deranged mind. Hell, he might be doing something to her as we fucking speak," I hissed, walking around her.

I can't think of the worse right now. I didn't know how far Carson would go with Red and just the thought of it left a bitter taste in my mouth.

"Mercer!" Jules whispered in a low hiss.

Ignoring her, I jogged quietly up to the house with steps behind me. The moment I hid against the side of the house, I briefly got a glimpse of Ronan next to me.

"I told Jules to stay in the car and call the police." He murmurs while taking in our surroundings.

Dead weeds were everywhere along with weird-looking metal tools and a foul odor in the air. Taking a few more sniffs of the air, my face scrunches up and I pressed off the wall. "What the fuck is that smell?"

Ronan frowns, looking behind him. Two sets of garbage cans. Without thinking, I walk over to one of the cans and lift the lid up. My heart nearly stops when I caught the sight of familiar red pumps and gold chains on the strap.

It was Red's.

But that is not what has me nearly falling sick to my stomach. It was the sight of her heels covered in another shade of red. A much darker color than the red on her heels.

Gotdammit.

"Mercer?"

Ronan's voice is muffled by my racing mind. I don't know what it was but something compelled me to look further into the trash, not giving a single damn that I got my hands dirty, and what I saw next caused my blood to boil.

An empty box of lubricant and an empty pack of condoms.

Motherfucker.

Letting the lid go, it made a low thud. Low curses flew out of my mouth and Ronan watched silently while I tried to force away what I think he was trying to do to her. Fuck, I hope I was so fucking wrong.

Slim chance.

"You take one side of the house and I take the other. If you find him first, leave him for me." I was going to fuck him up to the point he won't be able to fucking walk for a really long time. Maybe even go as far as killing him. An accident of course.

Ronan nods and without a word, takes off quietly in the opposite direction as me. Quietly, I walked around the house to the back. My eyes roam the long weeds that grew along the house and stop the moment I see a window covered in back paint.

My brows furrowed and the second I chose to make a move, I heard footsteps. Quickly backing into the shadows, I see the backdoor open.

Carson comes into view. Silently, he rubs his hand over his face as he spoke out loud.

"She'll be happy with me." he chants the words like the sick bastard he is. "She will forgive me." he lets out a small breath.

My fingers itched to hit something. Hit him.

He's crossed a line. A big fucking line and I swear if he touched my Red, he won't live to the next day.

I watched silently as he cursed, having a war with himself. A hesitant step forward before he took one back, shaking his head, and went back inside. The screen door slams behind him.

Ronan comes into view on the other side and I don't wait before jogging up to the back door. Testing it out, I frowned when I find the knob to twist easily and it opens.

"Wait," Ronan whispered, his word rushed. "This might be a trap."

I hesitate, taking in his words. He might be right. Cursing to myself, I was about to pull back when I hear a loud thud and a loud shout.

"Fuck," Carson growls. "You bitch!"

"Fuck you!" Red's voice meets my ears and the moment I hear a loud slapping, my blood boils.

I don't let the hesitancy stop me. The outrage in me builds and I force the door open, not giving a single damn if it makes noise.

"Mercer-"

"Imma kill him."

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Thoughts/predictions?

Four more chapters in counting.
Just looked at the votes and it's leaned towards Gen and Mercer then Jules and Blaze and finally, Skylar and Adrian

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