Winter Flame

Part 8: Riot

A/N: Hey guys, part 8 is here. Let's soak up the excitement. Okay so, I know I've been saying I'm going to put out a new story. Which I'm so hyped for. I hope y'all are too. It's coming really soon. So be ready.

Oh yeah, what do y'all think of the new cover for this book?

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Storm's POV

After I left the Arena, I went home , I was about ready to pass out, much excitement for today. Plus I have work in the morning, I would sleep 12 hours if I could, but unfortunately, the world hates me.

I got to my house and went straight to bed. I just want to sleep, is that to much to ask? Apparently so, cuz I had a nightmare.

"No don't hurt him, he didn't do anything!" I begged my "boyfriend", more like my abuser.

He's so sick in the head, for what he's doing, and for what he did.

"Storm, he flirted with you, and you flirted back. He deserves what I'm about to do to him." He stated, like I was supposed to just understand and let him hurt Antonio.

"Please, please." I begged in a whisper, on the verge of tears.

"Now your begging for him? You little slut." He said raising his voice. I felt a sting on my cheek, and a loud popping noise was heard.

"I'll deal with you later."  He spat with venom evident in his voice. I knew what was coming but I don't care at the moment.

He went over to him and got his knife.

"NO,NO STOP!" I said in a fit of tears and fury.

He crouched down to Antonio's beaten body and stabbed his right thigh.

Antonio let out a cry of pain and he was looking at me in the eyes.

I let out a sob when he took out a gun. "Storm, Snowflake, I'm doing his for your own good. We'll be much happier when he's gone."

I couldn't make any words come out of my mouth, I just sobbed.

I closed my eyes and heard three shots. Then I heard Antonio yell in pain. I looked up at him and saw blood pooling around him.

The monster came over to me and held my chin with to fingers.

"Forget about him Snowflake." He said before signaling his men to get out of the room.

I looked at him and saw a sickening smirk across his face. He left with out another word.

I crawled over to Antonio, with tears clouding my vision.

"Hey, S, don't cry, I hate to see you cry." He said in a croaky voice. When my vision finally cleared, I saw the had two bullet wholes in his stomach and one in his shoulder.

"Antonio, it's all my fault, it's all my fault." I just kept repeating, tears starting to block my vision again.

"No it's not, listen their is a safe in my flat, the combination is 23,17,20,50. Take that and escape." He took off his bracelet and gave it to me, "Take it, keep it." He said pushing it into my hand.

"I'm sorry." I said in a barely audible whisper. He smiled at me before the light in his eyes died off.

"YOU BASTARD." I yelled and a beeping noise filled my ears.

I shot up in my bed, sweat covering my forehead. I glanced at my clock, 5:00 in the fucking morning.

No way I'm going back to sleep. I'm going to take a shower, a hot shower.