Loving Becky

Chapter Ten: Firing Back

    Roman was dead set on this plan working. Which I don't see why it wouldn't. Pedro rented this place thinking it would be a safe spot to hide while he plotted his next move. He wouldn't think to expect Roman to make another move this soon.

He gave me a quick overview of what was going down tonight. So sadly, I'm not entirely sure of the details. But I trust him. I trust that he'll take care of me when this all goes down too. I've changed into jeans by now, since Pedro and all of his teenage crew is here. Only the younger members were alive now.

"Thanks for meeting me, guys." Pedro sets his drink down when he walks in. We are all crowded in the living room. It feels really cultish the way these kids would do anything he says. 

"After my home was compromised, I figured this would be a good place to lay low for a while." He begins to speak.

 I stop listening when Roman's voice rings through my earpiece. The sound is so rich and relaxing to me. Sometimes I think I can't get enough of it. "Under no circumstances will you drink anything there, okay? Not even the water. It's all laced with drugs. Nod if you understand." 

I pretend to scratch my neck as I slowly nod. "Good girl." I bite my lip to keep from smiling. 

I take this chance to take in my surroundings. Almost everyone has a drink in their hand. "He's such a pussy. Getting kids to do his dirty work. Stay away from guys like that, Bec."

I know that it's weird, but I like hearing him talk. I also just like being around him. And I hate that I'm starting to feel things for him. Especially since he's so much older than me.

The sound of Pedro stuttering catches my attention. The guards are getting concerned by the second. "Sir, are you okay?" They ask.

 He looks out of it, like he's slowly losing his place in reality. Everyone that didn't drink anything is getting jumpy. It gets worse when Pedro falls to the ground. Now everyone is on edge.

It's like a movie scene. People are rushing to help one another while some are just freaking out. I stand up to get out of the way. And to watch the scene from a distance.

"It sucks that Pedro couldn't be awake for this." His voice was louder. Then I realize that he came downstairs. The guards draw their weapons at him. They yell for him to stay put or to confess what he had done.

I don't know what to think while watching all of this go down. I definitely don't know how to feel. I'm not scared because I know Roman won't hurt me. But I also don't feel guilty for these people. Not after what I know what each and every one of them is capable of.

"Oh relax. He isn't dead. It's just one of those date rape drugs. They'll live." He assures them.

There are only two guards, so I step in to help. I grab a gun and chose one as he takes the other. "You really want it to go down like this?" He asks them as he sips on champagne. 

Eventually, they stand down, dropping their guns to surrender. "Take those, please." He tells me. Slowly I reach down to grab the two Glocks. I unload them and shove both the clips in my pocket before dropping them back on the floor.

"Stay here. Alright?" He picks up Pedro and walks away with him. I try to act calm. He left me in a room full of foes. Even though most are unconscious I'm still scared to be down here alone. "Roman? Can you hurry?" I whisper to myself. They are all looking at me, I feel like they're plotting against me. 

Keeping a poker face is important though. If they know I'm scared shitless, then it will make it easier for them to double cross me. "I'm coming. Hang in there for me." He assures me.

"I thought you were with us. We trusted you; you know." Cody says from his place by the window. I don't get why he's even talking to me right now. After he watched Pedro Initiate me. "Get fucked." I spit at him. He gets angry and steps up to me, just in time for Roman to get back.

"You are getting too close there, buddy." Roman steps in between Cody and me.

This is the part of the plan that I don't know too much about. I hope he gets it done soon though. I'm over this night. "Thanks." He says when Cody backs away.

"Now, you are all free to go, I just wanted Pedro. Go do something with your lives, Okay? Don't let me catch any of you rats in some shit like this again." He warns them before they all scurry out the door.

I hate seeing youth in cults and mafias, they could do so much better than this. "What about Pedro?" I ask him. "You plan on killing him?" He takes my hand and I walk with him up the stairs.

At the end of the hall there is a room that I didn't notice before. Inside, the sprinklers are on, and Pedro is cuffed to the bed. "If you learn anything from me, let it be this." He lets me go to walk in there. I stay put though.

"You're such a pussy. You can't ever just fight me." He mumbles as he shakes the cuffs. "You can't ever just do shit yourself. Instead, you hire eight-year-olds to attack your targets. What does that say about you?" Roman is fixing something on the floor near the bed. He's turned away from me so that I can't entirely see what he's doing.

He looks so damn good. His shirt his soaked and his hair is all wet now. Watching him work and put this all together is a pleasure.

He eventually steps out to stand beside me. When I look at him, he's smiling at me. His shirt is unbuttoned, giving me a clear view of the water dripping down his chest.

"The best way to take out your enemies, is to make their greatest fears come true." His eyes move down to my lips. "Your dad was afraid to die. Pedro, fears agony. He fears the torture factor of death." My heart starts palpitating in a way that seems almost eerie.

Roman is a bit viler than I thought.

He looks away from me and reaches for the wall. Beside the doorway, there is black button that he presses. It sends electric waves throughout the room. That basically electrocutes Pedro's body. "Oh my god." I can't watch. My stomach is too weak to allow me too. 

I turn away and race downstairs to get away from the scene and the smell. I step outside onto the porch, panting in my spot. I hadn't realized he came after me until I felt his cold hand touch my arm. "Roman." I mumble. I really didn't expect that from him.

His expression is completely blank. There's no guilt, or even disgust there. 

"I know what he did to you, Bec." He places his hands on my waist. I knew that I could have told him. Just after what he'd been through with his mother, I felt like it would be harsh to say anything regarding it. If I knew he would have done this, I wonder if I would have said anything sooner. 

"What they, did to you." Now, I can see the sympathy in his face. That's when I realized that he truly does care about me. That he has a heart, still.

I embrace him in a hug, despite his clothes still being wet. I don't care I just need to be in his arms again.  He hugs me back this time and kisses the top of my head. 

"I got you, princess. I promise."