Holding on to you

love not needed

HERE IS YOUR CHAPTER MY LITTLE KILLERS, THANK YOU FOR HAVING THE PATIENCE TO WAIT SO LONG FOR AN UPDATE. I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT AND PLEASE DON'T BE SHY, LEAVE LOTS OF COMMENTS, I LOVE TO HEAR WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY.

ANYWAY, UNTIL NEXT TIME, MY LOVELIES.

PIC OF NATASHA'S OUTFIT.

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Chapter 29

Killian P.O.V

A baby?!

I can't believe that Red was pregnant, according to the doctor she was about eight weeks when she missed carried, so she had to be about two weeks when she ran.

As much as I tried to quell my anger at her for running, I just couldn't seem to brush it aside that easily. Every bone in my body begged me to punish her, to inflict on her the pain that I loved to give.

However, I knew that I'd have to wait because as sadistic as I am, I wasn't going to add to the trauma that she was already going through. Ever since I got her back she would wake in the middle of the night and start crying, and as much as I tried to soothe her nothing seemed to work. The crying lasted for about an hour before she would be calm enough to go to sleep.

Watching her go through that much pain and feeling powerless to help her woke the demon in me that craved for blood. My frustration was building to the point of eruption and I knew that I had to release it.

Every time I thought about who kept her from me for six weeks I itched to grab my gun and empty it in his head, so instead of hurting the motherf**ker I'd leave the minute fell into a dreamless sleep and take my anger out in the gym.

It took everything in me not to kill both her ex and her best friend, I don't know what the hell they were thinking keeping her from me, but I intended to find out.

I not only had to deal with those f**kers but I also had to deal with her parents too. I was pissed as f**k, there just wasn't any way I was letting anyone take her from me again. I was more than ready to end the idiot or idiots crazy enough to try, and I could care less if they were her parents.

I knew her father wanted to knock me out for making her tell them that she belonged to me. I almost wanted him to try, I was so wired up that beating the crap out of him would have settled some of my demons.

The punching bag that I was beating on threatened to burst, but I didn't care. With each new hit, the angry fire in me was doused just a little, I needed the violence as much as I needed my next breath, it's just who I am.

Movement behind me caused me to stop what I was doing and turn around, an irritated growl escaped from me when I saw who it was. I just couldn't seem to catch a break from the man-eating bitch!

"What the hell do you want Natasha?!"

She just shrugged her shoulders, and with a slight move of her head, she tossed her long red hair to the side, exposing her slender shoulders.

"You know what I want Killian, and you want it just as much."

I gave her a look of indifference, letting her know that I was not interested in where the conversation was going. However, she didn't let it bother her, instead, she moved further into the room. Her hips swaying from side to side, the black robe she wore slipped further and further off of her shoulder as she moved, exposing her black bra underneath.