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Making a decision like that fills me with so much pain knowing what could be the outcome if I did. Theon, Blais, and Ace would all be gone. They’d die at my hands, and I’d be even more alone than I’ve ever been. Fuck, even in that case, Blais was still trying to protect me after I betrayed him. I never want to feel anything like that again.
“Zamira, make your choice. Now,” Ace demands, the air in the room thick with anticipation. “Show us where your darkness lies.”
Staring into Ace’s emerald green eyes, I try to control my shaking hand, my finger tightening on the trigger, for real this time. The feel of the cool metal digging into my skin will be ingrained in my mind forever.
This is my choice. The guys who kidnapped me gave the ultimate choice to make for myself. They want me to be all in, give myself completely to them with no restraints. Handing me the gun and giving me the choice is their way of doing that.
My heart knows the right decision, but can I make it?
Taking a deep, trembling breath, I squeeze the trigger before I can change my mind. The gun kicks in my hand, finalizing the fact that this isn’t one of my crazy illusions. Screams fill the room, echoing off the concrete walls. The burned metal smell fills my nose as I slowly lower the gun, my hand shaking uncontrollably.
I shot him.
His grunts and moans pierce right into my skull, raking shivers over me from the agony in his voice.
Holy fuck. I shot him.
Ace’s warm hand wraps around mine, slowly taking the gun from my shaky grip as I stare intently at Matt’s busted knee cap. Pain is written across his swollen face, his eyes clench, and his jaw tightens while he tries to fight the torment he’s feeling. Blood pours down his leg and soaks the gray material of his pants so much it begins to drip on the ground.
I shot him.
I shot my best friend.
The only person I’ve had by my side for years.
Am I sure all of this is real? Chaos fills my mind, making it hard to think straight and focus on the madness going on around me.
“Look at me,” Ace demands, but his voice is soft and caring. My eyes follow his order, meeting his gaze. His green eyes are full of relief, but I can tell he’s worried about me. He wants to make sure I’m okay.
I’m definitely not. I’m far from okay. I just found out my best friend who I trusted with my life is a sick fucking murderer, a rapist, all-round monster, and he was going to pin all his shit on me. He had a whole plan to make it look like I committed all his crimes. That I have this fucking operation where I kill sex workers out of pure revenge and jealousy.
God, Ace wouldn’t have handed me the gun and told me to choose, putting all of their fates in my hands, if he wasn’t telling the truth, right?
Nodding to Ace, I let him know that I’ll be fine. I made this choice, now I have to see it through. My heart knows it was the right one, it knows that I can trust these three, that I can truly love them, but my head is still trying to doubt.
I’ve never been able to trust easily since being with Tommy because you never know what someone can truly hide from you, but it’s different with them. They showed me who they were from the beginning, allowing me to form my opinion on them knowing the things they do. My heart aches to let myself fully give that trust to them, and I think I’m ready to start following it.
“Theon… get this asshole to stop screaming,” I command.
This was my test; I’ll be in charge from here on out.
Theon’s large frame moves behind Matt, holding a knife to his throat, pressing it into his pale skin. “Listen to her and shut the fuck up or I’ll cut your head clean off your body… slowly.” Theon’s threat is dark, void of emotion, and scary as fuck. Matt’s eyes widen with a scowl on his face, but he stops screaming, only making a weak whimper now.
A warm body presses against my back, lips brushing against the shell of my ear. “I know you were just pointing a gun at my brother, but that was one of the fucking hottest things I’ve ever seen. I don’t think I’ve ever been this hard in my life. All I want to do is pound into your pussy so fucking deep while you point a gun at me.” Of course Blais would say something inappropriate at the worst time. I know he’s being serious as I feel the outline of his thick erection poking into my back.
As much as I want him too, this is not the right time to be thinking about fucking him, so instead I ignore him, stepping forward toward my traitor of a best friend. “Start talking, Matt. Right fucking now.” He gulps, looking down toward the knife Theon holds to his neck.
I nod to Theon, silently commanding him to take the knife away. Matt’s body sags, sighing in relief when he does. “Talk,” I demand again.
Matt shakes his head, fear and pleading filling his dark eyes. “I didn’t do anything. You have to believe me.”
“Then explain the shit they found in your house.” I’d really like to hear this.
“I-I don’t know how that stuff got there. I’m being set up. Zamira, I didn’t do it, you have to believe me. They’re setting me up.” My mind attempts to dissociate his familiar voice from the evidence they’ve shown me. I can’t let the fact that everything in my body wants this to be a giant lie, that I want Matt to truly be innocent and the man I’ve always known him as, instead of the sick bastard chained in front of me.
Out of the corner of my eye, I can see Ace’s body tense even more than it already was. I can tell he’s barely holding his shit together, but he’s letting me take control...for now.
“Why the fuck would they set you up?”
