The Unknown

28

Same Day. Dominic Hayes

I felt like I'd been punched in the gut. Kyle's smile was like a damn knife twisting in my side.

"You'll never take us down, Dominic. We're the ones who've been playing you."

My mind was racing, trying to process the betrayal. My own father, working with Clifford, the man who had damn near destroyed me. I took a step back, my fists clenched.

"I'm the one who's been pulling the strings all along, Dom. And you're just a damn pawn."

I cursed under my breath, trying to keep my cool. But it was hard when all I wanted to do was damn well kill him.

"You're going down, Kyle. And Clifford too." Kyle laughed, a cold, mirthless sound.

"I don't think so, Dom. I mean we've planned this too well."

I damn near lost it, my anger boiling over. I launched myself at Kyle, punching him hard in the face. He crashed into the wall, and I pinned him there, my hand around his throat.

"You ain't worth shit, remember that." I spat, my eyes blazing with fury.

"You knew, didn't you? You knew Clifford was raping me, and you didn't do a damn thing to stop it." Kyle's eyes went wide, and he tried to speak, but I squeezed his throat tighter.

"Answer me." I growled. Michael and Anthony rushed over, trying to pull me off Kyle.

"Dom, stop! You're gonna kill him!"

"Why does he get to live huh?! After everything he put me through." I couldn't stop. I was consumed by rage and hurt. Kyle's face was turning red, but he managed to gasp out.

"I didn't know, Dom. I swear. I found out too late." I laughed.

"Too late? You knew, Kyle. And you did nothing." Kyle's eyes flashed with anger, and he struggled against my grip.

"I didn't know, Dom. And even if I did, what could I have done? Clifford was too powerful." I tightened my grip, my anger boiling over.

"You could have fucking tried to stop him, but you didn't. We were just the family you replaced. That's why you were gone."

Michael and Anthony were pulling at me, trying to drag me away from Kyle. But I refused to let go.

"Dom, stop! You're gonna kill him!" Michael yelled.

Finally, Anthony managed to pry my fingers off Kyle's throat. I stumbled back, my chest heaving with rage. Kyle collapsed to the ground, gasping for air. But I just stood there, my eyes blazing with fury.

"You're a damn dead man, Kyle. You and Clifford both." I spat. Michael pulled me to the side while I kept my eyes on Kyle.

"We can use him." He said, I nodded keeping my eyes on Kyle.

"We can use him to get to Clifford." I said, agreeing.

"We'll let him think he's still in control. But really, we'll be using him to feed us information." Michael said. Anthony looked at us uncertainly.

"I know, I've done things but I don't know if I can trust him." Anthony said. I turned to Anthony, my eyes blazing with intensity.

"That's what I want to know, Anthony. What did you know?" Anthony took a step back, his hands up.

"Dom, I swear, I didn't know Kyle was working with Clifford." I pulled out a gun and pressed it to Anthony's head.

"Don't fucking lie to me, Anthony. What did you know?" Anthony's eyes went wide, and he swallowed hard. He had the same look at the house when he popped up. Anthony was nothing but a fucking puppet for them niggas.