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HAYLEY
A Little Bit Psycho
EXCITEMENT RUSHES THROUGH me, the sound of the gorgeous, scary-as-fuck vampire’s yells echoing through the air. Tate was the last type of vampire I was expecting to be here as I’ve only seen male Bella Crew members so far, and I can’t help my growing awe in her. She reminds me of a tatted, bit more twisted version of Opal, though Tate looks nothing like my mistress with her short bleached bob, tight jeans, and leather knee-high boots with red laces. She wears a fishnet top with a red bra underneath, her cleavage on full display like the world around her is her stage and she’s ready to make every bastard who tries to fuck with her drop to their knees.
Monroe finally sets me on my feet but doesn’t move out of arm’s reach until Knox comes up to my other side and slides his fingers through mine. They subtly and quietly exchange positions, Knox now pulling me in close. I step into Knox’s side and peek up at him, feeling his gaze on the side of my face. After spending time around all of them, I realize that Knox is hands-off while Monroe enjoys fucking shit up.
“I heard about Mr. Pala,” Knox says softly, grazing his thumb over mine. “Are you okay?”
I shudder and close my eyes, trying to push the thought away. Licking my lips, I try to summon my voice.
“My beautiful vixen. I’m going to hurt that bastard myself,” he says, engulfing me in his arms. “You don’t have to talk about it. Just let me hug you for a second.”
His words touch me on a level so deeply that I can’t stop myself from sniffling. I sink against him and inhale a breath of his fragrant skin. Going from Monroe’s arms and to his unexpectedly was something I needed. It’s like knowing they’re both here makes me feel even safer. I just wish a part of me wasn’t so unsure and untrusting. Monroe said a few things to me in his room that I’m still trying to wrap my mind around. Why me? Why do they have this need to treat me like more than a blood source? I haven’t done anything to deserve their kindness and protectiveness—and hell, Monroe wouldn’t even let me do anything to try to earn it without my begging.
“I just wish I could forget, you know? Like with the Greys. I know Sawyer unlocked the memory, but it doesn’t feel the same as the one from last night. I don’t feel anything. It’s just there. It doesn’t haunt me.” I don’t know why I admit as much, but something about Knox’s closeness opens me up.
He pulls back and meets my gaze. “Because Sawyer manipulated the bad out of your head like you asked. Monroe isn’t great at mind manipulation to that extent, so he wouldn’t have offered.”
“Oh.” I guess he’s right that I did ask. I couldn’t stand living with the pain of knowing that I was put in that position.
“I can call Sawyer over now, and he can help. I can’t stand the thought of it taking up your headspace for another moment.” Releasing a small whistle, Knox grabs Sawyer’s attention, getting him to leave the vampire asshole he stands over.
Sawyer greets me with a smile, not even fazed that some of his crew members groan about having to wait a moment longer. He touches my chin, gently getting me to stretch on my tiptoes to meet him as high as I can for a kiss. The gesture feels so natural, even with Knox tightening his fingers around mine. But he doesn’t complain and remains steady and silent. I ease away, the intense emotions settling.
I peek at Knox, but he trains his gaze away. His expressionless face leaves me with no clue of what swirls through his mind as Sawyer kisses me, and I can’t help thinking that maybe I need to talk to them. They’ve been obvious with their interest in me, and I’ve gone along with it, but there is still a deep-seated part of me that grows nervous and antsy about everything. Am I being careless with letting them pass me between each other? Maybe. Do I care? No. I like it. I had no idea how much I’d enjoy their attention. These guys are feared by many, and I should keep some good senses about them, but I’ve seen their sweet sides even in the tangle of their psychotic tendencies.
“What’s up, my girl?” Sawyer finally asks when I don’t say anything.
I turn and look at Knox.
Knox brings my hand up and kisses my knuckles. “I won’t speak for you, Hayley.”
I kind of wish he would though. My mouth dries just thinking about mentioning what I want Sawyer to do. Not because I’m worried about what he’ll say, but I’m afraid I’ll break down at having to voice it.
My mouth uncontrollably quivers, and I hate myself a little for it. I should be stronger than this. I’ve learned how to bottle everything up for so long that I should just accept the horrors of my life. But it’s like I finally see how bad the damage done to me is and these guys want to help bandage my wounds and help them heal instead of seeing how much more I can take until I just accept the pain as part of my life.
Sawyer’s brows knit together and he scratches his fingers over the back of his neck, ruffling his dark brown hair. “Can I try to guess and you can nod if I’m right?”
I slowly bob my head.
“Do you want me to kick Knox in the nuts for not kissing that pouty mouth of yours to distract you?” Sawyer asks, smirking at me.
I can’t stop the laugh that bubbles from my throat. “Sawyer.” My voice finally escapes my mouth, sounding stronger than I thought it could be.
Chuckling, Sawyer playfully fake-punches Knox. “You didn’t say no.”
Again, I laugh. “No. Please save all the dick punches for assholes who deserve it.”
“Damn, Knox. You got lucky, because you know I’d do it for her.” Sawyer attempts to whack Knox on the shoulder, but he dodges out of the way.
I step between the two of them.
“Double damn. Did you really just protect him?” Sawyer teases, fake-glaring at me. “I touched a dick on your behalf. Do you know how fucking weird that was?”
A whistle cuts through the air, and Govan winds his hand in a circular motion, trying to get Sawyer to hurry up. Both Sawyer and Knox growl, and Govan flips them off with a grin.
I touch Sawyer’s hand, my heart, body, and mind finally chilled out. “I don’t want them to get annoyed that you’re making them wait to...do whatever thing you plan to do.”
