• BURN ME •

• 31

Used to the Darkness

~ Des Rocs

Flame

Inside the car it's quiet, no one says a fucking word, not Draven, Not Nacho and I also stay quiet. The only sound is the rain dripping against the windows, in a steady rhythm. The sky is dark, and the clouds are hanging low, the moon is nowhere to be seen. The weather is a fucking mess, and it's reflecting the raging storm in side my head. My hand itches from anger like crazy, ever since I left the hotel room. The Monster inside of me, longs for blood, Reeds blood. Every time I imagine his face, I want to fucking smash it in with a bat. The parking lot is at least as dark as the night sky, and at least as run-down as most of the buildings in this part of town. I let my gaze wander over the garbage-covered area of the old parking lot. All the way to the broken barrier at the entrance to the parking lot, I furrow my eyebrows. Holy shit, not even this lake offers a nice view because it looks more like a damn pond, a dirty pond. I blink towards the clock, not long now and this bastard should show up here. So that I can already get rid of him, once and for all. Draven snort next to me from the driver's seat, "not that I'm complaining about killing anyone, but who the fuck is this guy you're trying to get rid of?" He asks while he turns his gaze to me, Nacho sticks his head out over the center console and looks at us both curiously, but he doesn't say anything. I didn't tell him who Reed is either, at least not in detail. "He's Snows asshole of an ex", I mumble under my breath. Draven clicks his tongue, "ah okay and just to satisfy my own curiosity. Are you fucking Snow?" He asks me, Nacho laughs at the question because he already knows the answer. I roll my eyes, "it's more than that, Draven... but all you need to know is that the guy deserves it." I say, Draven nods.

"I thought there was something going on between you two, the way you looked at each other and treated each other was really noticeable." He says, I sometimes forget how good Draven's comprehension is, hiding something from him is damn hard. And I bet he knew I was gay before I even told him. Nacho sighs deeply and ties his bandana around his head. "When did he write that he wanted to show up here?" He asks quietly, I turn my head and look at him, "at half past eleven... so in a few minutes. You both know that you don't have to take part in this, right?" I ask, Nacho snorts in amusement and Draven laughs dryly. "There's no question of having to, Flame, I'm doing this because I want to. You know, I love punishing wankers, especially when they've hurt someone I know. I like Snow... he brings a breath of fresh air and makes you smile, I like to see how good he is for you." Draven says, I sometimes forget that Draven really enjoys these things, he's actually a really sick bastard. But unlike Dagger or other of King's enforcers, Draven would never hurt an innocent. "Is that his car?" Nacho asks as another car drives into the parking lot. I nod silently and watch as Reed gets out with another guy, who is that, the dealer? Didn't he want to come here alone? No matter, neither of them will leave this parking lot alive. When Reed and his buddy are far enough away from their car, we get out too. And as soon as Reed sees me, he does what I thought he would. He runs back to the car, a grin creeps onto my lips. Oh, I'm going to have a lot of fun paying him back for all the pain he brought to my little fire. Reed will pay for all the years of suffering, he thought he could manipulate and hurt Snow without consequences. But he was wrong, he will bleed, I will make him pay.

Reed thinks he can run away from me? He's wrong, today he's facing his maker. I follow him without saying a word, with every step I take, water from the rainy ground splashes onto my trouser legs. But I don't pay any attention to it, all that matters is getting hold of this wanker, I finally manage to grab him a few meters in front of his car. With a firm grip on his hair, I pull him back only to shove him hard against his car, he gasps in pain. Out of the corner of my eye I see Nacho and Draven grab the dealer, my gaze falls back on Reed. He looks at me with wide eyes, he wants to say something. But I silence him with a punch to the gut, he groans in pain. "Save your breath, your words won't change your fate anymore, you wanker." I say, grinning at him. His face contorted in pain brings me a satisfaction that I can't describe, "see you again, you bastard. Did you really think you could just kidnap him? That's why you're here, isn't it?" Comes growling from my lips, I grab him roughly by the chin and squeeze. So hard that his skin turns white under my touch. "Did you really think you could do all that to him and then just get on with your life? I told you something, didn't I? And I'll keep my words." I say, his pupils dilate even more than before. He's scared and fuck, that feels good.