Luv Letters

24| panic

"You're dead." I murmur crossing the room within just a few steps.

I lift Kai up by his neck with one arm, squeezing so tight I can feel his breath stagger in between my palm.

Sweat dribbles down my temples. My rings make imprints across his neck, and if he's lucky, the least I'll do is make his body look like mine.

Scarred, bruised, ruined to its absolute extent. No ink or body work will ever cover up my troubled skin, and I'm more than willing to have him suffer with this same problem, among other complications as well.

Though, if I did do that I'd be letting him off the hook. He deserves worse.

The second guy wears a collared uniform labeled 'RCK BAR', assuming that's the bar I'm currently at. Pivoting his foot in hopes to run out the room, my free hand shoots out towards him as I now hold both guys up against the wall.

"You're So. Fucking. Dead." I bark out.

Kai's eyes search my face as he shakes his head back and forth frantically.

"I didn't know, Cam. I didn't know-" His voice breaks as tears fall down his cheek.

"It's not, Cam. It's Jack Motherfucking Cameron," My jaw clenches and my teeth dig into my inner lip before continuing, "You drugged, August, and you're crying?" I scold in disbelief.

My voice breaks as I use both 'drugged' and 'August' in the same sentence. My grasp tightens to its strongest ability before I slam both Kai and the worker against the hard cement floor.

I'd spend days, shit, I'd spend the rest of my fucking life torturing them if I had to. Making them pay for what they did to her.

Treating her as if she is an object when in reality, she's the most precious thing to walk the Earth.

I dream of her even when I'm wide awake, and my thoughts don't disturb me as much as they used to, they're too busy orbiting around her.

But as August lies there helplessly on the couch, all I want to do is get her the fuck out of here and make the guys pay for what they did later.

Both Kai and the worker tremble as they stand up, every step I take forward they take back. I narrow my eyes towards the workers shirt, Carson Rockwell. Well I'll be damned.

I pull out my phone and quickly ping the group my location.

Looking back up at Kai is hard, I already didn't like the kid, but now? Hatred, distaste, detestation, revulsion, are words too kind for, Kai Statler. 

"I want you to say goodbye to anything and everything you've ever loved." I murmur in pure disgust as the group barges into the room.

I don't make eye contact with anyone besides, my sweet girl.

All of her clothes are still on as she lies on the old ripped up couch. Eyes shut tight as she fidgets with the hem of her shorts.

I pick her up and hold her tight to me, feeling her faint heartbeat against my chest. "Jack-" Ford starts.

I walk straight past him and out the door of the office. Pushing through crowds of people, attempting to cover August's ears and eyes as lights flash and music from all angles splurge onto the main floor.

She feels so light in my arms, her long blonde hair falls along my skin as she continuously squirms in my hold.

"It's okay, pretty girl." I whisper, dropping my head and leaving gentle kisses on her cheekbones.

Finally making it outside the bar, I scan quickly for my bike. "Fuck." I cuss under my breath as I realize I won't be able to take her to my house that way.

I continue shushing away all of her tiny words and noises as I map out how far my place is.

A light drizzle coats the roads, tens of cars flood the parking lot and sidewalk as the music and lights continue to blare, even with me being outside the building.

"One hour and sixteen minutes. Okay." I whisper to myself as I start the walking route on my maps.

"Come on, baby, hang in there." I coo as water falls down my face.

I'm willing to admit the liquid trembling down is not only water from the sky, but tears.

"Cameron! What are you, fucking insane? You're not walking her home!" Nate shouts as he pushes through the exit, Caden and Ford following right behind him.

Blood coats each of their hands and jaws, their shirts ripped off and hair tousled in a wet mess. "Get in the car, Cam." Caden pleads gasping for air.

I'm not sure what they did to Kai and Carson in that short amount of time. What I do know is that if they aren't dead, then the job isn't fucking finished.

I hold August tighter, protecting her with my entire will. "She was hurt, under YOUR fucking watch!" I scream. "You want me to get in the car? You're all under the influence, dipshits."

The guys exchange looks of dismay and I scoff at the sight. "Take my car, at least." Ford insists tossing me his keys. I let them drop to the ground, completely disregarding them.

"The hell I will." I murmur turning around and continuing the route home.

The road ahead of me is dark and soaked. Only dim streetlights cast my next steps. I wipe my tears off of her face, apologizing over and over for what she must be feeling right now.

My Mom is, used to be, a specialist in alcohol and substance abuse. So I keep an extremely close eye on August to watch for any symptoms indicating she may need medical attention.

Minutes past by slower than normal and I ignore how quickly my arms fall asleep. I refuse to let her go, scared that if I do, it will be the last time I can hold her.

I try not to think about Kai, or the group and how fucking dumb they were, continuing to take point on what streets to turn on and what shortcuts to take.

The rain enhances and so does the salty liquid trickling down form my eyes.

"I'm here, Doll. He's not going to hurt you." I whisper, hovering her beautiful face with my rough, bloody hand in hopes to keep the water off of her.

The walk is long, treacherous, but worth it. Worth the effort, worth the time, and worth the reward. All I want is her safe, and safe is with me.

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