My Ride or Die

Chapter 38

Hunter

I burst through the door to see Brandon taking his clothes off and the Chris and some goons of his holding Jenny down.

Ace, Chase, and Michael were behind me as they and I charged Chris and the goons. They all fought the two guys and Chris in the background, while my eyes were on Brandon.

Michael body slammed one of them which knocked him out, while Chase and Ace threw a couple of punches knocking the other one and Chris down.

I looked at Brandon with complete death in my eyes.

"You're sick, you know that?", I said.

Brandon zipped up his pants. "That's funny. She said the same thing."

"Brothers are supposed to protect their younger sisters. Not rape them, you fucktard," I said disgusted.

"It's not me that wanted to fuck her. She said so herself."

"YOU BEAT HER TO DEATH, YOU FUCKING MORON! YOU EXPECT ME TO BELIEVE SHE WANTED THAT TOO?!", I asked enraged. I walked toward him and cornered him and I pulled out my gun that I took from my uncle's secret compartment.

Brandon chuckled as I cocked it under his chin. "Come on, motherfucker. Show me you got some balls," he said.

In a singsongy way, he taunted and said, "Pull the fucking triiigggerrr."

I wanted to, right then and there. Just blow his fucking brains out. But I know I would go to jail if I did. Michael had already called an ambulance for Jenny and the police were coming. I thought it was better for him to just go to jail and rot.

"I hope they rape you in the shower," I said as I backed up.

He chuckled. "Don't worry. I'll be the one doing the raping," he said.

I held the gun near his head so that he wouldn't move. "You get brave, I'll pull this fucking trigger right here and now, I don't give a fuck," I said as I held the gun to his head and choked him.

"I can just say I saw you on top of Jenny, so I had to shoot you," I warned. I let him go and he began to die laughing. "You got 6 witnesses, dumbass," he reminded me.

I looked at them. I walked up to one of Chris's goons and shot him in the knee. It'll heal. He'll just need crutches. He screamed at the sound of the bullet penetrating his leg.

I then took my finger and jammed it deep in his wound and twisted it. He let out girlish cries like Jenny. I looked at him dead in the eyes. Then I took my bloody finger and stuck them in his mouth down his throat and choked him.

I finally let him breathe and I stood up. "Now," I said as I began. "If any of you say anything different than what you saw today, then I will do 10 times worse to you than what I did to this poor bastard here," I said as I pointed to him.

"Now, what exactly do I want you to say? Well, that these guys were on top of Jenny. And I was in fear of my own life and the life and wellbeing of someone else."

I looked around the room and saw them all scared. Even Brandon was just watching Chris' goon struggling.

"I'll fuck you up, Brandon. I don't care if I go to prison. As long as you're dead, I can sleep well at night knowing that she's safe. And if I ever see anyone hurt Jenny, I-

"AHHHH WHAT THE FUCK!", I shouted.

Chris had come up behind me and stabbed my side with a pocket knife.