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“It must suck to see someone you thought was dead, wrapped around another person, like you never fucking mattered.” I chuckle, licking the tears from her other cheek.
“Dario didn’t think twice about replacing you, as you can see.” I taunt her.
“Let’s go for a ride, it will be fun,” I whisper, licking the shell of her ear. She shakes her head and pulls away from me, but I wasn’t asking. My grip tightens, and I bring her lips to mine.
“That wasn’t me asking Babygirl, get in my fucking car. Now!” I let her go and push her towards the start line. She stumbles a bit, but rights herself quickly. She takes off again, but in three long strides I have her hair in my grip; but not before she has her knuckle knife pressed to my throat. I still hold her hair; the tighter I pull at her gorgeous locks, the deeper she digs the knife.
“Get off of me, you’re a ghost. Let me fucking go.” She says through gritted teeth.
“Do it, Babygirl. I fucking dare you, you fucking coward.” I push her off of me and she falls against the trunk of my car.
“Fuck you, Reid.” She spits.
“I bet that’s exactly what the fuck you want. Is your needy cunt wet for me?” I smile.
“You’re not real. What the fuck is happening?” She says, grabbing her head and pulling her hair. I take this distraction and grab her arm, open the passenger door, and throw her ass in the car. Shutting the door, I round the front, hop in the driver’s seat and engage the locks. Now she’s fucking stuck. Like a caged little bird. Fuck the race; it’s time to show her what it’s like to lose everything. I shift the car into drive and take off down the road, not caring how fast I’m going. It’s a straight run, until it’s not. I look at her and she’s panic-stricken. Oh, the little bird is trapped with nowhere to go. Revenge is sweet.
“Are you scared, Babygirl?” I chuckle.
“Spade, this isn’t real. You’re dead!” She screams. I shift down, pushing the car faster through the night.
“Oh, this is real little bird, let me enlighten you!” I quip, not slowing down.
“Please Spade, slow the fuck down,” she pleads with me, but I ignore her.
“Did you know your brothers saved us? They refused to listen to your orders, and they kept the three of us at Kayla’s loft. Oh, that’s right,” I laugh sinisterly.
“You didn’t even know your best friend has a loft where she makes all sorts of drugs and weapons, did you?”
“Wh-hat, that’s not true, you’re lying.” She stammers.
“The only liar here is you!” I yell, shifting the car again to go faster.
“Your so-called best friend brought you here for us. All those that you trusted are no longer trustworthy, no one cares about you; no one loves a broken bitch.” I smirk.
“I’m sorry, Spade. I’m fucking sorry!” She screams.
“Sorry? You’re fucking sorry? You wanted me dead! You said you didn’t love me. Do you know how that made me feel, Jade? How much the salt seeped into my bones and reached the depths of my soul? You fucked up!”
“I didn’t fucking mean it, I was angry, hurt. I was just fucking raped and none of you would give me the time to fucking process shit. You three kept pushing and pushing! What did you expect to fucking happen?”
“I see me holding a fucking gun to my head did nothing for you. So let’s chain me up and torture me, then rip out my fucking soul. Did you know you were all I thought about, I just wanted to survive to get to you, to hold you in my arms, and tell you everything was going to be okay. I even went to the cemetery to talk to Amelia. I leave there, only to get jumped by your fucking club, and you have the audacity to sit there and blame us, blame me? That’s not how this fucking works!” I yell, shifting again and pushing the car to its limits.
“I’m so fucking sorry. How can I make this right? Please, I’m begging you. I’m a fucking mess. I regret what I fucking did, I deserve your wrath, but please don’t hate me, I need you. What do you want from me?” She pleads, pulling at my shirt.
“It’s too late. I fucking hate you. I fucking hate you so much it kills me to even look at you. You’re not the same person I fell in love with. I don’t know who the fuck you are anymore.” I snap as tears flow down her face.
“Please Spade, don’t say that; don’t do this. Please, I beg you. I love you. I fucking love you, Spade. Please! Please, what do you want? I’ll give you anything.” She screams at me, begging for forgiveness.
“I don’t think there is any coming back from this. You can’t make it right. The woman I love isn’t you. She died on that table. And you, you need to die too,” I sneer, increasing my speed as we get to the turn by the cliffs.
“Spade, please, slow down. Let’s go somewhere quiet and talk. Please. I need you to slow the fuck down, you’re going to kill us both!” she yells, hitting my shoulders.
“That’s what we need! Death and destruction! I need you to bleed, the same way I bled for you. Does this scare you, Babygirl? Or better yet, Blood Queen.” I snarl at her, making her gasp.
“Don’t fucking call me that,” she cries.
“But that’s what you are! The fucking Blood Queen, his Blood Queen! Maybe if I kill us both, things will be better. There will be no more suffering, no more pain, just bliss,” I say, downshifting as we come to the first turn. I drift at high speeds, the back-end skidding along the concrete; she screams, and I just laugh.
