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Get out?
He wanted me to get out with him?
But I needed to see to John. It didn’t matter that my head and body throbbed. I needed to help John, and I couldn’t do that if I got out with him. What would he do to me if I did? Would he let me go?
I shook my head, tears welling. “Please, take it and go so I can help John. Please, Phil.”
His jaw clenched over and over. The sirens grew louder. He thrust the knife my way and nodded to the doors. “Open the fucking doors and get out.”
I had no choice.
I had to do it.
I couldn’t look away from the knife. If I could get it away from him, the situation could turn in our favour.
Did I dare?
Was it the right choice?
When Phil kicked out at me, I lunged for his knife-wielding hand and grabbed his wrist. He held on and gripped my hair, trying to pry me off him. My hair felt like it was torn from my head when I leaned in and bit him.
His hand opened and the knife dropped. I managed to kick it under the bed before his hand wrapped around my throat and he threw me into the doors.
My mouth opened and closed, trying to draw in a breath. My eyes watered as I gasped, coughed, and eventually sucked in the air.
But Phil was there. Right in front of me again. The doors opened behind me. I tumbled out onto the ground with a cry and groaned.
Sirens sounded close. Engines revved. Tyres screeched. People shouted.
I was picked up and held against a chest. A sharp needle point pressed against my neck.
Help had arrived, but was it too late?
CHAPTERFOUR
TEXAS
Maya was always on my damn mind. Always close to the surface when I saw something that reminded me of her. It’d been like this for a while now. Ever since I saw her at a family barbeque, standing in a ray of sunshine and talking with her friends. When she’d thrown her head back and laughed, my damn breath had caught. Then when she smiled, I’d pretended it was just for me.
That day, that moment, had been like a bomb going off in my chest. Like my heart had woken up with a zap. Though, even before that, I’d admit that for the last few months, my heart had been ticking just for Maya and her attention.
She’d always been a stunning girl, but now she was a gorgeous and smart woman. Someone I wished I’d taken care of instead of how I’d brushed off her teenage crush like it was nothing. I hadn’t been smart back then.
So yeah, I’d fucked up when it came to Maya Marcus.
Fucked up when I’d agreed to be her first kiss.
I’d been in Ballarat visiting the compound with my uncle and Low. Cody, a good mate and son to the big honcho, had pulled me aside and told me his sister had confessed to him that she’d never been kissed but wanted to learn before she started dating so she didn’t look like a fool. He’d told me to kiss her. I did and thought nothing of it.
I didn’t know she’d got feelings.
I didn’t know I’d hurt her every time I’d rocked up to an event with a new girlfriend under my arm.
I didn’t know until her feelings had morphed into annoyance towards me.
There was a chance my ignorance was a good thing, though. At the time, she’d been young. Too young. Shit, at the time, I’d been in my prime teen years, flirting and fucking any girl who paid me attention. I thought with my dick a lot of that time. I hadn’t seen just how much I’d screwed up until my goddamn mind, body, and soul was shocked alive by Maya.
Since then, I’d tried to get her to see me as I was now. I made sure I found her at family gatherings to talk, and every damn time, she made an excuse and slipped away. Nothing worked, not even when I’d winked, smiled, or tried to joke with her.
