"Are you insane?" I snap. "I can't sneak this back inside. What the fuck am I supposed to say when they catch me?!"
“Fuck's sake," Mathew snarls and he grabs my arm, quickening the pace and dragging me down the path and around the next bend. "Take it here."
"What?"
"I fucking said take it here!"
"You are insane. What if someone sees?"
"Then I'll think of something, but you better fucking squat over this stick or I will beat you until you piss yourself, understand?!" The fury flashing in his eyes sends a cold stab through my chest, and I pray Calvin catches up soon.
He doesn't.
With no other choice, I snatch the test from the box and step into the hedge, then squat as I pull down my leggings. Mathew leers at me and smirks.
"I can't go with you watching!"
"Why? Need me to fuck you until you piss yourself again?" he sneers coldly. “Tick-tock, cunt."
Thankfully, all the water I drank during my workout pays off and through some awkward angling to save my trainers, I'm able to relieve myself over the stick and then hand it back to Mathew.
He shakes it like it'll somehow activate it.
"Happy?" I mutter. "Now tell me the truth. How is my family?"
"Alive," is all he says as he focuses on the stick.
"My sister? Is she okay? You swore you wouldn't touch her. You swore!"
Mathew rolls his eyes, then growls as he holds the stick up where the words 'Not Pregnant' gleam from the electronic display. "Are you sure he fucked you?"
"Yes!"
"Well get him to do it again because this? This isn't our fucking deal!"
"I'm trying!"
"Well try harder."
"He doesn't—" I catch myself and lower my voice to a whisper. "He doesn't want to."
"What?" Mathew's face goes blank. "The fuck you mean he doesn't want to?"
"I don't know, okay? I've been trying, and he keeps shutting me down. I'm practically throwing myself at him, and it's not working."
Mathew's eyes narrow and his lips press into a firm, thin line. "Maybe I sent the wrong sister. Of course I'll have to warm Beatie up first, like I warmed you up. How many times do you think I can fuck her before?—"
"Don't you dare!" Before I can stop myself, anger surges through me like a pulse and I slam my fist into the side of his jaw. Itdoesn't do much, but it sparks white-hot rage in Mathew and he flies at me.
He locks one strong hand around my throat while the other grabs my hair and pulls so hard that my head is forced sharply back while he shoves me into the hedge and pins me there against the sharp, prickling branches.
"Listen here you little cunt," he hisses, his face against mine while his lips leave a trail of saliva over my cheek. "You're here to spread your legs and fuck that asshole until he puts a baby in you, but we tricked him once and we can trick him again, you hear me? Every day you waste here is a day I might fuck your little sister to death, or maybe I'll take a turn on your fucking mother!"
"No—please, I'm sorry!" I gasp hoarsely as tears spring into my eyes. "I'm sorry!"
"Your father and I have a deal. You don't want to disappoint him by fucking it all up, do you? Because if you do, not only will I take your family apart one by one, but I will make sure Kon knows that all of this was you and then I will watch as he fucks you up, you little bitch. Now I don't know why I have to tell you this, but if you can't sleep with him like a normal fucking whore then I don't know what to tell you!"
It's too much.
