Where are we going? (✔)

Torture and Promises

I quickly ate my breakfast and told everyone I was going on a run. Nick offered to come and I smiled, liking the idea of having his help in this. It's time to take the trash out. I ran ahead of Nick and could feel the sweat dripping down my back between my shoulder blades. I love this feeling, I looked over my shoulder and to my surprise Nick was shirtless and sweaty, but wasn't breathing as hard as I thought he would have been by now. I look down and appreciate how nice his muscles look, I thought he was a nerdy goofball? I look back up and see he isn't wearing his glasses and almost trip on my feet when we make eye-contact and smirks. "I know I'm gay, but if you wanna look... I won't stop you," he winks at me and I laugh and roll my eyes. "Where are we going anyways? I've never ran this route before," Nick says looking around and I grin. 

   "We're about to take out the trash is all," I shrug and speed up as we get closer. "Race you!" I say to distract him from his surroundings. He can't back out now, I need him to know the truth. All of it. Noah needs to tell his side, but there is no reason both of them need to be hurting like this. Noah barely makes it in front of my a few feet from the semi-big house before be stops and quickly starts to walk away with anger written on his face. I touch his chest and burn him a little, making him stumble back. 

   "What the h*ll, Kate?" he hisses and looks down at me with anger. "Why are we here? I hate her, and you know why. Why would you bring me here? Is this your idea of some sick joke?" His anger is coming off of him in rolls and I smirk. This might be easier than I thought it would be. 

   "She's abusing Noah because he is gay and she knows. She likes having power and is making sure that my brother is put in a place he doesn't belong. Below her," I cross my arms over my chest as I see all the emotions flash across this face. Anger, sadness, disappointment, distrust, and finally thirst. I've seen that look before. He wants to hurt him more than she's ever hurt him. "I need your help holding her and torturing her into confession on what she has done to him," he looks at me like I'm stupid. 

   "I would have helped you with that before you told me all of this. I hated her in the first place. I'm in. I get to throw in a few hits, though," his eyes go dark when I grin at him. 

   "Oh, but sweet Nicholas.. My form of torture is far more than a few punches. She'll wish all I did was hit her and then kill her. She'll feel everything I do to her and wish I would end the pain," I whisper as I get close to him. He looks at me like I scare him. Good, I should scare him. 

After telling Nick the plan, we sneak inside through the basement window. This is so easy, especially since I showed him how to conceal his powers. We are almost inside the witches room when something feels off. Someone else is here. Someone stronger than Nick. I turn towards him to see if he feels it and see the color drained form his face. He knows who this is and he is scared. The power feels like earth. Nothing too major is I fight the person and start first. I signal for Nick to get behind me. I can't have Noah on me because I almost got his first love trying to torture his abuser. That would be a long story... I'm getting distracted. I can feel the person pushing their power to try to feel is anyone else is in the house. I hold Nick's hand and conceal him better just in case. 

   The person that comes around the corner makes me hesitate. Why is he here? 

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