Loving Hero

enemies

KANE

I spent all life watching people leave and Thea leaving shouldn’t surprise me, but it hurts so fucking bad. I am in pain and the only way I know how to deal with is to fight, to hurt someone but I can’t fucking go to the underground fight club, it’s bad for my image and I know there are people waiting to take me down and I won’t simply give myself that easily.

Watching Dorrian drive her away feels like he is driving a part  of me him and I am numb. I fucking love that woman and I’m afraid of who I will turn into without her. Just seeing her pictures won’t be enough for me anymore, I don’t want to live without her anymore and I know part of what is happening right now is my fault. I thought I was doing the right thing by leaving but I was afraid of myself and what it meant for me to love her like there’s no tomorrow.

To fully give myself to her.

To have half of my heart belong to her.
I was afraid I would lose her.

I was afraid she would make me dream again. To have a soul.

I never wanted something so bad like I want her.

“Son?”

“I am not your fucking son.” I don’t know why he keeps calling me that. Just because we bonded over criminal activities doesn’t mean we are father and son.  He can bond with his useless son. I don’t need to be babysat like he does.

Fucking baby.

“Kane…” I turn and say, “Give me your keys.” I demand.

“Your car keys.” He searches his pockets and takes them out.

“Give a kiss to Joey for me.” I walk out and into his Range Rover. I dial Dorrian’s number and speed down the empty main road.

He answers on the first ring.

“What do you have for me?”

“149277 reed street.” I throw the phone the passenger and put my foot down and withing ten minutes I park in front of the building.
…
“He hasn’t said a word to the guys.” Dorrian lets me know.

“Good. It would boring if he did.” I take off my suit jacket and fold my shirt. The guys walk out leaving Dorrian and I with our informer.

“Please I have a family.” He cries.

Pathetic.

“Do I look like I care?” I grab a knife plunge it onto his naked thigh and he wails.

“What does Travis have on me?” I ask nicely.

“I don’t know! I swear!” I twist the knife and he screams.

“Where is he?” I take the knife out dripping with blood.

“I don’t know anything,”

“You don’t want to piss me off, not tonight.” I warn.

“Where the fuck is he before I cut off your dick.”

“No, please!” I put the knife on his dick.
“I’m listening.”

“He is here in London, but I don’t know where.”

“Not good enough.” I put press on the knife.

“Wait!”

“Yes?”

“He is at his father’s hide out.” He reveals and I chuckle.

“I already knew that.”

“Huh!” I look at Dorrian and he nods.
“Just wanted to show our dear Travis how weak his men are when you put a knife on their dick and I can end him anything, anywhere. He has made himself my enemy.” Dorrian does a quick prayer and I put and bullet in our informer’s forehead.

“Clean this mess up.” I take my jacket and walk out.

I need a drink.