It’s way too fucking soon to be falling in love with her, but my mind keeps screaming at me that’s exactly what’s happening, even if that seems absolutely bizarre to me, right now. Even if I’m not even sure that I know what love actually is. Picking her up, I move her over to the wall, and press her against it. I’m not going to fuck her right here covered in blood no matter how fucking hard it just made me to watch her peel Rabbi’s flesh from his body. But I need to feel her for a moment, just a moment.
The knocking on the door tells me that everyone else is finished. Pulling away from her, I lean my forehead against hers. “What the fuck are you doing to me?” I whisper down at her, locking eyes with her.
“I have no idea, but if you figure it out can you let me know?” Her response takes me off guard and I laugh again, shaking my head and kissing her once more.
The door to my left slowly begins to open as I hear a voice behind me. “Uh, I need to get through to go get the van.” Cooper says quietly. I’m assuming officially taking over as a prospect for us, but I don’t even fucking care in this moment.
“Okay.” I tell him, still not taking my eyes off of Sadie, nor does she stop from looking at me. I don’t bother telling him where to go, the door to the tunnel is still open and if he can’t find it, well then, we really don’t fucking need him. I can’t fucking deal with stupid.
“He may get lost.” She says after Cooper has put himself through the opening.
“That would be unfortunate for him.”
“You would kill him for getting lost?” She asks me and I shake my head, still not putting her down.
“Depends on how lost.” There’s still al light in her eyes as I hold her. “We do need to finish up here.” She nods her head. “Then take care of them.”
“What are you going to do with them?” She asks me and I’m somewhat surprised. She barely flinched. Able to have a subtle conversation while it happened.
“I’m going to take you back to the house and then we’ll take them to the Marauders clubhouse—”
“No.” She stops me, suddenly.
“What? No, what?”
“I’m not going to let you guys do it without me.”
“Sadie…” I look at her, but she forces me to let go of her and standing up, looking at me.
“I’m the whole reason why this went down today. I think I have the right to see it all the way through.” Sighing, I just look down at her before I nod.
“I’m going to regret this.”
“Never.”
“Okay, but we have one thing you have to agree to.”
“Whatever you want, Daddy.”
Cutting my eyes at her, I can’t stop the smirk from creeping in. “This is serious though. And I’m not trying to sound like an asshole, but you cannot doubt me if you go with us. Not in front of everyone.”
“So, I can doubt you in private?” She asks me, leaning in.
“I don’t know, Nightmare, do you ever doubt me in private?” Her cheeks flush for a moment before I lean into her further, in a similar position as I was before Rabbi woke up. “Hmm?” Trailing my hand down her side, grazing up her inner thigh. “Sadie?”
“No.”
“Good Girl.” I whisper to her and can feel her try to clench her thighs together. “We’ve got to get him down before rigor starts to set it.”
She’s still staring up at me with hungry eyes as she licks her lips and nods her head. Yeah, watching the look in her eye currently, I’m pretty sure that her darkness is just as twisted as mine. “Is it fucked up that I still want to fuck you even with a dead body hanging and talking about getting revenge.” She asks me.
“Yes, but I was just thinking the same thing, so I think it’s perfect.” Kissing her forehead. “I’m going to go get some of the guys to help get him down. And carry him to the van.” She starts to pout. “How about you grab the kutte, cut the patches off, and sew the skin on.”
“I would argue with this, except I don’t want to try to lift him up.”
“I assumed as much. It doesn’t have to be sewn like the patches, just so that they’re attached. Upstairs there should be something that you can use.” She nods her head before she turns to the side, reaching to the ground next to where Rabbi is still hanging from the wall. He still looks the same as when I slit his throat; eyes wide, mouth still completely agape in the inaudible scream that he couldn’t even produce as he was dying, blood trickling to the ground although it had slowed down drastically than earlier, it’s now just trickling to the ground. She grabs the kutte off the ground and then reaches for the tattoos. When she stands back up, I now notice the smeared blood that most likely was caused when I had her pressed up against the wall. As she walks towards the door she pauses and looks at me. I think for a moment that she’s going to say something, but she doesn’t and after a moment she continues to move out the door.
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