Chapter 37

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Before I can run over to him, a voice cuts out over the crowd as they stare at Joker in fear and shock. I grab my phone and turn to see who had called out at us, only to find Kyle climbing up on the stage. He starts to storm over to me, but all I can see is red.

The minute he reaches arm's length, I bash him upside the head with my mic. Then, I knee him in the balls which makes him drop to the stage floor, and I bash my knee into his face. The crowd screams in fear as Kyle hits the floor, spitting out blood as he glares up at me.

"Now you've done it bitch. I'll kill you for that." He snaps at me, and I glare at him. Bitch, I've already killed two people, why not make it three? I want to kill him so badly that I can taste it, and Kyle laughs as he stands up. "You really think you can beat me? You can't touch me, princess. I'm with the Falcone family."

I gulp as I realize just what that means. I really can't touch him because that would mean Falcone would come after me, and I don't have that kind of power. I doubt I'll ever have that kind of power, but I'll settle for verbally beating the hell out of him.

I go to speak when I feel an arm wrap around my waist, pulling me back into a hard chest. I look up and my blue eyes clash with my favorite green ones. Kyle's eyes go wide when he sees Joker, but now that I can admire Joker to the full extent, I really want him. I have to fight the urge to take him right her in front of everyone to lay my claim on him.

Joker smells my hair before kissing the top of my head. His eyes move to Kyle and go from their loving madness to their butchering madness. If looks could kill, Kyle would be buried in the center of the earth. Joker's grip on me tightens as I pull me even more up against his chest.

"You smack talking my girl? Don't you know who I am?" Joker taunts Kyle, and grins. "Don't tell me my little Harley has to refresh your memory?" I giggle as Kyle gapes at Joker, looking like he's between running or trying to defend himself. Joker starts laughing after a few seconds, and I snicker at Kyle.

"You're screwed now. My Mistah J don't like being ignored." I taunt at Kyle, and he glares at me. Before he can say anything, Joker shoves me behind him and stares Kyle down, being nearly four inches taller than him.

"So, let me get this straight. You can beat and disrespect my Queen here, but when her King comes knocking, your balls shrivel up into nothing?" Joker asks tauntingly as he smiles insanely at Kyle. I burst out laughing because it's the cold hard truth. Kyle hates confronting men but loves beating women. "She may not be able to touch Falcone or his men, but I fucking can."

Joker jumps back and bows mockingly as he holds out my father's gun. Kyle's eyes widen at the weapon, and I squeal as I take it from Joker. I love playing with this toy, and I'm so going to ask Mistah J if we can get me my own set later.

"The honors all your, doll face. Think of it as a thank you gift for busting me out." Joker says as he motions to Kyle, who looks at me in disgust and horror.

"Aww, thanks Daddy J!" I squeal as I jump up and kiss him on the cheek. Joker growls and kisses me hard, telling me that I'm still in trouble, though. I smirk and bite the air in front of him before giggling. "Now, for the asshole that really made this all possible."

"What-"

"SILENCE!" I snap at Kyle, pistol whipping him in the side of the head, knocking him to the floor. "Let me explain, Kyle. It more than just a couple of mistakes, and it's actually a lot darker than I made it out to be. All the makeup hid what you did and how I felt. I never trusted you, and everything you say is fake."

"No-" I kick him in the balls, and put my foot on his throat, squeezing it as he tries to knock me off him.

"This is what you get. Did you honestly think that that you were immune to the repercussions? What did you honestly expect? That I have no feelings, or maybe you just didn't know you cut that deep? I'm coming for you now because karma didn't bite." I tell him as I raise the gun. "Just remember that I gave you a chance to make all this right."

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