Chapter 10: The night
The sky began lighting up the drive home from dumping Zeke and brunette at the lake. They sunk immediately and through that, I felt my fucking sanity slipping.
When we got home, I finished mopping up the water and pine-sol and then went to the bathroom.
I got all of my clothes off and started the shower. When I got in, the water was warm on my skin and all I wanted to do was wash away this memory.
I shut my eyes, tipping my head back as the water hit my face.
I hear the shower curtain being pulled back.
I turned my head and Ethan is naked, staring at me, a blank expression on his face.
I watched as he pulled the curtain forward and wrapped his arms around me. My back to his front.
As the water falls on us, he moves my hair to the side, and his lips went to my ear. "I'm sorry. Alright? I'm sorry I got mad when you were just defending yourself. I'm very sorry. We just need to figure this shit out. Okay?" He asked.
I nodded, shutting my eyes as he began nibbling on my ear while his other hand cupped me.
I sighed and dropped my head back against his shoulder, feeling both relaxed and aroused in his arms. And I don't know if they were the right feelings after what just happened but I'd like to pretend they were.
It's not like Zeke and brunette were so innocent.
I need to tell Ethan that Todd is involved and that they know where we are and him and Aarik are coming for us. Even more so now since I killed Aarik's nephew. I think I just stirred some shit up.
When we were done washing each other off, we laid in a bed and I decided at this moment to tell him the truth. "Ethan." I whisper.
He looks at me.
"I have to tell you something." I say.
"And it's going to sound crazy, but I need you to believe me."
He nods. "Okay."
I took a deep breath. "You remember when we went to visit Todd in the hospital and he was acting weird?" I asked.
Ethan nodded. "Yeah."
"It was because of….me. We know each other."
He raised his eyebrow. "How?"
"He was one of the guards of the brothel and he was also the one who cut me the night we met. It was him I was running from in the woods." I whispered.
Ethan stared at me, expressionless. " Are you serious?"
He sat up, keeping his eyes on me. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"I…I don't know. He's your brother and I didn't want him to be yet another person you kick out of your life because of me."
He glared at me, his eyes narrowing. "Fuck," He whispered, burying his head in his hands. "Fuck, fuck, fuck." He sighed.
He shakes his head and gets up.
He goes to his drawer and grab a pair of boxers from his drawer.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Get your clothes on, we're about to go to that goddamn hospital and I'm going to go fucking kill him. He fucking lied to me and he hurt you."
"It'll be impossible to get in there this early. What we both need to do is sleep. We had a very bad night and we haven't gone to sleep yet. We'll figure this shit out later. All later, I promise." I say.
He stares at me before sighing, shaking his head. "They always say the pretty ones are the most trouble."
I shrug, tucking my hair behind my ear.
He comes back over to the bed and slip under the covers beside me. I lay down and face him. "I'm sorry I got you into this, Ethan. I'm very sorry."
He sighed, "Let's just get to sleep and we'll talk more about this when we wake up."
I sat at my desk, my mind wandering off to my nephew. Zeke was my favorite nephew. My only nephew and now he's gone. He's gone because that bitch killed him. And now, I'm not just going to keep her here and take care of her. I'm going to rape her and fucking torture her and do everything to her I want. I'm going to cut her and hurt her until she's covered completely in blood.
"Sir?" Edward asked as he came in.
"I'm going there to get her tonight."
I nodded. "Yes, I want her for myself." I stood up and turned to my black wooden safe aside from the television cameras. I put in the combination and opened it. I brought out my shotgun and cocked it.
I turned around. "As a little warning, go to the hospital, kill Todd." I say.
"Are you sure, sir?" He asked.
I nodded. "He's her boyfriend's brother. Kill him."
"Yes, sir." Edward turned and walked out of the room.
Tonight….I will take back what's mine.
After sleeping for only a couple hours, I was up, staying up by drinking coffee after coffee.
I hated coffee but it kept me awake, thinking about Aarik. What'd I give, to shove a knife through his heart.
I stared up at the sun for a long while before focusing on the noise of someone entering the room.
"Aubrey?" He asked.
I turned to look at Ethan.
He leaned against the kitchen island.
"We have to kill him." I whispered.
"I know." He said in a low tone.
"He has guards at the brothel."
"Well he knows Zeke is dead and no doubt that pissed him off, so he'll most likely come here."
"Yeah, and we have to be ready." I say.
Ethan walked to me, and wrapped his arms around my waist. "We can end this…now."
I nod. "We will."
After showering with Ethan, I got dressed and started to get prepared. But then again, like escaping the brothel, what got me out of there was not over thinking things. Just let things happen.
The sun was slowly setting and there was not even the slightest peep of sound or danger anywhere around us.
Ethan kept checking the window though, a knife in his hand behind his back.
I sat on the counter, twirling a knife in my hand. It seemed to be the only weapon I was oddly good with. Very oddly good.
I don't know how.
My body was shaking with fear. Yes, I was scared because I knew Aarik was coming. And me killing Zeke and the brunette set him off. And now Ethan's in danger.
"Ethan." I said in my weakest voice.
I hear him walking in the kitchen. His eyes cloudy with fear, pain.
I reach for him and he comes to me, taking my hands.
I put my hands on both sides of his face. "I love you. I love you more than anything and I swear I won't let anything happen to you, Ethan."
He nods. "I love you too. And Aarik will never ever put his hands on you again. I promise." He whispers.
I nod, sniffling, feeling like this was the end. It very well could be. He leans his forehead against mine and we stay silent for a moment as we hold each other's hands. Both gripping the knives in each other's hands.
I didn't think I would ever really come this far.
I thought I would die in the brotheL but I escaped and then this man…..this man saved me. Saved me from what could have been my own personal hell.
And now, I would most likely be going back. But I can't think that way.
That'll make me lose my confidence.
"You have to make sure, if you stab him, you'll get him above the waist so he has a better chance of dying."
He nods. "I'll do it for you."
"Do it for yourself." I whisper.
He shakes his head, yes.
I close my eyes as I feel his lips on mine, parting mine, devouring me, like this is it. And I didn't want it to be like this.
I didn't want this to be it.
It wasn't fair.
Why is it everyone else gets their happily ever after but I'm steadily clouded up over bull every day.
And its all because of Aarik.
Tears drop slowly in a line from my eyes and run into the kiss that neither of us part from. His fingers are through my hair, and his eyes are closed with mine as I cup his jaws with my hands.
I didn't want to let go because any moment would be too soon.
"Please don't let me go." I whisper.
"I won't. I promise."
I shut my eyes, feeling the hopelessness. It was obvious it's a done deal for us. And the reason is because I know how Aarik is. If I have a knife, he has a gun.
If he has a gun, I die, and if I die, Ethan will die.
"Thank you for accepting me." I say.
He shakes his head. "Thank you for coming into my life."
I give him a small smile but my smile disappears when I hear a large bang.
My nerves were in my stomach, wallowing around.
"You ready?" He asked me. I nodded. "Turn all the lights off." I whispered as I got off of the counter.
He nodded and then left out the room.
I turned the kitchen light off and he turned the living room light off.
He went to turn off the rest of the lights and I heard his quiet footsteps as he made his way back to me just as the door was forced open and there was another loud bang.
We both ducked behind the couch and I tried to keep my breathing as silent as possible.
"Where are you little fucking piggies?" Aarik asked. His voice gruff and loud.
I crawled behind the other longer couch quietly.
A bang went to the couch, and deafened my ears. I fell out and covered my ears as this piercing ring covered my hearing.
"Aubrey." Ethan whispered.
"There you go." Aarik says and I hear another bang and I screeched as the lights were flicked on.
"Ethan?" I asked.
The ring was still in my ears.
"Ethan?" I ask again.
No. No. No.
My eyes immediately tear up as I get up, despite Aarik pointing a gun at me. I looked over to see Ethan looking back at me. I sighed in relief but then looked to Aarik who had a snarl on his face.
Ethan stood up, his eyes also on Aarik's.
Aarik nodded. "Well, well. The two lovers who are murderers. Fascinating."
"The one dickhead whose about to die. Even more fascinating." Ethan says.
Aarik snickers. "Mmh," He looks at me. "Your boyfriend has a sense of humor."
I stay quiet, glaring at him.
He purses his lips. "What's wrong? Cat got your tongue? Say something."
I remain quiet and silently began to move toward him.
He aims the gun at me. "I heard you're pretty fucking handy with a knife, Aubrey. Todd told me that," He nodded as a smirk appeared on his face. "It's too fucking bad he's dead now. That kid had some sort of genius to him."
That breaks my glare and I look to Ethan whose looking down to the floor with an unreadable expression in his face.
"Oh," Aarik whines. "Does that hurt to have your family taken from you, Ethan? Blame your fucking bitch of a girlfriend for killing my nephew," He looks to me. "An eye for a fucking eye."
"They were coming to rape me and take me back to you. I didn't have a choice."
"Oh….she speaks," He says and then shakes his head. "I gave them the orders to do just that and you knew one way or another you were coming back and there was no point to you escaping in the first place. You knew I would come back for you so I don't know why you act so surprised that a little blood is spilt because of your escape."
I took the knife from my back pocket.
"You know, your boyfriend must be very upset. I mean, you got his brother killed. I'm pretty sure he had to help you get rid of Zeke and his friend. And if the cops were to search the area good enough, they'd find some kind of DNA evidence of them being killed in this house. And he'd go to jail for life, for your ass," He looked to Ethan. "How does it feel to have take the fall for your dead girlfriend?" He asked.
Ethan looked to Aarik. "You're dead."
Aarik smiled, cocking the gun again. "I know."
There was a tiny knock on the door and we all looked at each other.
I heard the door open and footsteps.
Aarik hid his gun as a familiar person walked in. Jacob.
Great, in the middle of this.
He grimaced as he looked at us all. "What the fuck is going on?" He asked.
He sighed. "I just came to talk to Ethan."
"Jacob, not a good time, leave." Ethan said forcefully.
"I just came to tell you that I'm sorry for the shit I said. I was just trying to protect you. I don't trust the girl and you shouldn't either. Just please understand, all I ever wanted was for you to open your eyes and see that I'm not bullshitting you."
"Jacob, leave!" I scream at him.
He turn his head to look at me.
Aarik shakes his head. "No, Jacob, stay." He brings out his gun, puts the barrel to the very top of Jacob's head.
Ethan began to move. "No!"
Aarik pulls the trigger.
Blood squirts from Jacob's mouth as he drops to his knees and onto his face, his face expressionless, eyes wide open, as his body immediately stills.
The room is silent.
I feel sick, queasy.
And there's nothing I can say at the moment.
"So you see, Ethan, your girlfriend just got your friend killed or whatever he was to you."
Ethan glared at Aarik, anger locked his features.
He moved to him.
"No, Ethan! Don't!" I hopped over the couch but once again, it was too late.
Aarik blew a hole, right in Ethan's stomach, knocking him down instantly.
My throat became blocked, tightened, my scalp tightened. My stomach tightened.
My heart skipped a beat.
I was speechless.
I could hardly move.
I can hear my heart in my ears now as I look to Aarik who just nods to me. "So…now…you're going to come with me."
"I'm not going with you." I look back down to Ethan whose still, not breathing.
"Yeah, you are."
I shake my head. "I'm not fucking going with you." I whisper.
"Fuck you. I'm not going anywhere." I say, keeping my eyes on Ethan.
Aarik sighs and comes over to me, I move away, and he moves faster, grabbing me just as I swing my knife, cutting his face.
He grabbed the blade of the knife and cut my arm he had a tight hold on. He drops the knife
I screamed in agony, and he grabbed me by my hair and forcing me against the wall.
I hear him also drop the gun as he grabs my hair, grinding in me from behind, as I cry.
"Ready to kiss that little pretty face, goodbye?" He asked, kissing my temple.
He grabbed a handful of my hair, held my head back and harshly threw my head into the wall.
And continued this until I could feel my face covered in bruises and coated in my blood.
We he had enough of me, he let me fall limp to the floor, and he stood over me.
He nodded. "Puto lectio didici stupri vestra, vos cunnus." (I think you learned your fucking lesson, you cunt.)
He grabbed me, his fingers digging into my scalp as he pulls me across the floor. It's so painful, I can't even scream.
He pulls me over toward Ethan. He uses his shoe to kick him aside as he continues sliding me along, as my limp body slides pass him, I grab the knife he had sticking out from under him.
He turned his body, still dragging me with him. I was weak, with not much life left. I could feel it.
He put me down, as he opened the door and continued dragging me out. Out the door, the ground scraping my flesh as he finally stopped and opened the backseat of his car.
After he did that, he came over, down by my feet and stood over me.
He bent down, his hands under my arms as he picked me up.
He began putting me in the car and my hand, on its own, shoved the knife into his stomach.
He gasped, his eyes widening and his lips parting.
I swallow hard as tears silently ran down my cheeks.
With as much strength as I could manage, I pushed him from off me.
He fell out of the car, onto the concrete, busting his head open.
I slowly, painfully sat up and looked down at Aarik who looked stunned.
I threw myself out of the car, holding the knife downward as I fell onto him, stabbing his chest, pulled out, stabbed his throat, pulled out, shoved the knife through his skull and repeated this until my energy was drained. All of it.
I couldn't do it anymore and I began feeling lightheaded.
I drop to the side of him, my breathing slowing as black spots filled my vision and I drifted to unconsciousness.