In the arms of evil

Thin white lies

Hair flowing through the midnight breeze, I nuzzled my head into Coltons neck as he drove us home on his bike. The calm crashing of the waves as he sped home only made me relax more.

Once the bike pulled up to the apartment, Colton turned to face me, hooking his hands on my waist. "My god I love you" he whispered smiling, his hand placed on the back of my neck, pulling me in for a kiss. His tongue invaded mine immediately, the kiss growing more dominant with each passing second.
Lifting me from the bike, I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried us to the apartment.

Fumbling with the keys, he managed to open the door, lips never leaving mine. Once inside, he had swiftly taken me to bed, laying me on my back gently as he lifted to take my shirt off. My bra had been pinged off and discarded to the walnut wooden floor. "Mmm, I love these" he mumbled before sucking on my breasts. A loud moan escaped my puffy lips as he released my nipples with a pop. Leaning off me, he had lifted his shirt effortlessly off his sculpted body, eyes still on mine. His hands stopped as he fumbled with the zipper of my jeans. A look of caution crossing his hungry face. "It's okay" I say softly, cupping his face. "I want to. Make me feel good again. I want to feel you inside me" I bring my hips closer to him. "Are you sure?" He asks, stroking my cheek with his thumb. I nod and give him a reassuring smile.

His fingers are back on my zip, pulling my jeans off. As my jeans fall down my legs, he placed kisses all over me until they too were thrown to the floor. Pulling my black laced panties down slowly, he kisses my mound and the inside of my thighs. I shiver as he slips a finger inside. "Just tell me to stop and I will" he hums against my thigh, searching my eyes for any hesitation. Instead, all I give him is reassurance. "I want you in me Colton. Please" I drag out, grinding my hips on his hand. He lets out a primal growl before unbuckling his Jean belt and stepping out of them. His boxers follow, showing his proud member aching for me. Sliding a condom over his tip, I gulp, taking in the size of him. I don't think I'll ever get used to it.

He guides his member to my dripping opening. "Ready?" He asks before he runs his tip up and down my fold. I take a deep breath, shutting my eyes. "It's okay doll. Trust me. I'll take care of you" he says, waiting for my response. I nod, opening my eyes to face him. With that, he slowly enters me, grunting as he slips all the way in. "God you're tight" he grunts, allowing me to grow accustomed to his size. My arms come up and grip his shoulders as he pulls out and thrusts back in.

"Faster" I breath out, pulling him closer to me. His thrusts grow faster at my command, kissing me gently as he drives me to orgasm. "Not yet baby. Not yet" he mutters into my ear as he angles himself. Once he hits my g- spot, my eyes shoot open. "Colton... I'm close" I barely say as his thrusts grow harder. The sound of his body slapping against mine echoes around us. I can feel him throbbing within me. "Now baby. Come now" at his demand, I explode around him. He thrust once more and his seed shoots within me.

He collapses beside me, the feeling of him slipping out of my wet folds have me aching for more. "Thank you" I mutter in short breaths, turning to face him. "Thank you for trusting me" he says back, kissing my forehead. He pulls me into his arms and spoons me as we drift off to sleep.

I woke up to the sound of the shower running. Soft rays of warm sunshine shone through the arched windows. I crawled out of bed and threw on a white button up shirt I found lounging on his red velvet side chair in the corner of the room. Buttoning up the first few buttons, I walked to the kitchen and began pouring myself coffee.

My eyes flicked to a beige folder on the black marble counter. "What the hell is this?" I asked casually with an uncertain smile. Out of all the things I could have expected, this was never one of them. Troy's face was plastered on every page. Mug shots of him here... in Nantucket. They date all the way back to a month ago. He's known all along.

Colton stepped into the kitchen, hair still wet, but dressed. "What do you have there?" he asked obliviously. He stopped in his tracks and his smile faded to that of someone who looked like they've seen a ghost. "Baby" he says, barely audible. "What the hell is this?" My voice shakes as I turn to him, shaking the folder in my hands. My entire body is trembling as I grip to it with dear life. "Listen to me-" he takes a step closer. As he does, I take two steps back, walking into the kitchen counter. "How do you know him? How do you know troy?" I yell, eyes burning into him. "Why's he in the folder? Who is he to you?" My eyes sting with threatening tears. But I hold them off. "He's my target" Colton manages to say. It took me a while before I realised. Maybe because I didn't want to know the truth. "That makes him your..."
"My brother."

Coltons admittance threw me. Troy... was Coltons brother. "No... that can't be. I knew him for years. He never mentioned a brother" I stumble over my words, shaking my head in disbelief. "That's because to me, he was dead. We share different dads so we each took our own fathers name. I wound up with Marcus and Troy wasn't in my life anymore. He started selling drugs when he found out what I did for a living." The truth was pouring out of him now. But what came next had my heart breaking to pieces. I began pacing back and forth. "I saw you. Back in Tennessee. I saw you in hospital. What he did to you. I've known all along. I just didn't tell you because... well because I'm a selfish asshole who wanted you". I'm frozen in place. "Marcus wants him dead because he's drawing in too much attention from the police. But he's my kid brother baby. I'm stuck." He strokes the side of my face. My heart literally sinks as the reality sets in. He's known me... all this time. He's known of all the darkness I left behind and how it haunts me still. He has known all along; my suffering was because of him.

I flick his hand away as tears stream down my fiery cheeks. "You're stuck?" I spat at him. "He beat me" I push him back. "He killed my parents" another push. "He took away my child!" I yell, fisting his shirt. "He tried to kill me, and you're stuck?" The amount of hate dripping from my tongue made him wince. "You're not selfish Colton. You're poison!" The venom was oozing out of me now. "Because of you, I've been through the most amount of pain anyone could go through. And you won't kill him because he's your kid brother?" He can't even look at me anymore. There's so much guilt in his eyes, his whole body has turned from olive to grey. "I hate you. I wish I never met you" I slapped him across the face so hard even my hand was throbbing. Picking up my clothes from the night before, I got dressed in a fury of frustration.

"Please don't leave me" I hear him beg by the bedroom door. I turn to face him, and his face is pain ridden. It actually made my heart hurt for a second. "You betrayed me. Why wouldn't I leave you?" I said, pulling my jeans up. "Because you love me." His words caught me off guard. "You love me Brooklyn. Wether you admit it or not. And I love you. Enough to kill him if it means you'll forgive me." He was on his knees now, head kneeling down as his arms snaked around my waist, gripping the hem of my jeans. "I fucked up. I know that. When he put you in hospital I wanted to kill him. I have loved you ever since he had you and when he hurt you I wanted nothing but to protect you." His head leaned into my stomach and the tears began to fall from me again. "You hurt me more than he ever did when you kept this from me" I sob, fingers running through his hair roughly. But he's right. I'm in love with a beautiful monster. And his darkness has bewitched me, mind body and soul.

"I know. I know and I'm sorry. I know it doesn't mean anything but I am, I'm so fucking sorry. Don't leave me. Not when we've come so close. I love you. I love you. Oh god I love you Brook. I'm begging you with all I am. Don't walk out that door. I need you." He looks up to face me, eyes glossy. "I'll kill him. I'll kill him today if it means you'll stay" he says quickly, eyes stuck to mine. He lifts up off his knees and cups my face. Oh god he's serious. He'd really kill his brother for me? What have we become?

"Colton... he's your brother. I'm nothing to you" I say frowning. "What? You're my everything" his lips quiver and his eyes tell me he's telling me the complete truth. "I want him dead for what he did to me. But I don't want you to be the one to do it." His eyes dart across mine as he analyses what I've professed. "You... you want to do it?" His voice is shaky as he asks me, searching my eyes for an answer. "I want to be the one to kill him." The words shut him up completely before he inhales deeply and says "okay."