I follow Mike into the elevator with Knuckles at my side, this is it, this is what I've wanted since the day I ran from this state over a year ago.
The elevator opens and I let go of Knuckles hand as we step out into the lobby. This is how I pictured the building, not Mikes luxury apartment. This room is burnt out, the metal frames of what was once couches and armchairs scattered around the room. A few men stand around holding guns, I recognise two of them who were driving the SUV Alec and I were in last night. My eyes focus on the chair in the middle of the room, cable tied to it with his head down and blood dripping on his designer suit is Alec. He looks up and smiles when his eyes meet mine
"Kiska, my little kitten, couldn't stay away from me no?" He asks, his speech distorted by the swelling and bruising on his lips from where I hit him.
"Alec, you know I wouldn't miss watching you suffer, and perhaps inflicting some more." I smile back and I see him stumble at my sudden confidence. That's right, the scared little 17 year old is gone, I'm done running.
"Now Kiska, you know no one can give you the lifestyle I can, the clothes, the jewellery, the cars and the parties. You will never have that without me." He bargains and I laugh
"You claim to love me and you clearly know nothing about me at all." I reply as I pull my knife from my boot
"Do you remember all the things your men did to me? During the year I ran from you I was beaten, shot and stabbed. Every one scars my body and will be there for eternity." I say as I lift my shirt and run my finger over the gunshot wound scars on my stomach, I lift my shirt further to reveal the stab wound under my breast.
"I'm going to show you exactly what each and every one felt like." I smile as I step closer and run the blade over his suit jacket.
"You pathetic little bitch, I will make you pay for this, each of these men will die then I will take you and make you mine again. I will own you like that biker trash never could." He says nodding to Knuckles. Knuckles lunges forward and slams his fist into Alec's jaw, a beautiful crunch sound resonating through the room. Knuckles pulls me against him and kisses me passionately
"Make him suffer before I do." He says as he releases me and steps back.
"And that is why he has me and you never will." I say before slamming my blade through his shirt and into his chest, exactly where his men stabbed me only a matter of weeks ago. He cries out in pain and groans as he fights to regain his breath
"Did that sting a little? I know it tingled when your mans knife entered my lung." I smile innocently.
"You fucking whore." Alec growls as I laugh.
"Now let's see if I can remember?" I question as I pull my gun from my belt.
"Your men shot me here in California." I say as I shoot him in the shoulder and he howls in pain
"Here in Oklahoma." I say as I shoot him in the leg
"And here in Alabama." I say as I shoot him in the stomach. He howls and cries in pain as blood drips from his fresh wounds
"What else did you order your men to do to me Alec? Can you remember? I sure as shit remember." I growl in his face and I slam my fists into his chest, his stomach and his face. My knuckles are cracked and bleeding but I don't care. I am making him feel every ounce of pain he ever gave me, only I will end his suffering, eventually. I step back and admire the sight before me. A pool of Alec's blood on the floor around his chair, his white shirt now a deep red and his skin turning pale from blood loss and lack of oxygen.
"You will never get rid of me Kiska, I will always be in that pretty little head of yours." Alec spits with blood pouring from his mouth and I laugh
"Yes Alec, you will always be in my head, but instead of remembering the man I feared, the man who raped me, I will remember the power I feel over you right now, I will remember the revenge I have sought and I will remember watching you die at my hands." I say firmly as I lift my gun for a final time. The shot rings out and Alec's head flies back as blood splatters over every surface behind his lifeless body. The man who controlled me, had me running in fear is gone. I am free.
"Clean this shit up." Mike orders as I walk passed him back to the elevator
"You did it." Knuckles beams as he picks me up and spins around
"I did it." I reply as I wrap my arms and legs around him. I lean down and kiss him as we step into the elevator.
I quickly shower and change into clean clothes, I pack all the clothes Mike had gathered from our family house and pack them into a bag
"I get why you don't want to stay with me, you're happy. All I want is for you to be happy, I'll come visit when I can and you're always welcome back here." Mike says as I put my bag down in the kitchen.
"Before I leave, can we go to the house? I want to see it one last time." I ask
"Let's go." Mike says as he picks up my bag and I follow him to the elevator.
We walk out into the parking garage and Mike throws Knuckles a set of keys
"For the black truck, take it, you need a ride home anyway." Mike says pointing at a black Dodge Ram
"I'll meet you there." Mike says as he walks over to his car and speeds off out of the garage
"I liked our road trip better when I did the driving." I smirk as I take the keys from Knuckles, who just rolls his eyes as I climb in the drivers seat.
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MC Scars (Broken Demons MC #3)
ChickLitKnuckles is fed up of the couples scene at the clubhouse and wants to get out and party, but then he meets a girl who changes everything. Does he risk betraying his club, his family for a girl he barely knows or will he do what ever it takes to prot...
