Page 60 of Broken Soul


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She tries to fight against me, but she’s no match for my strength. It only makes what I’m doing more enjoyable.

“Call out his name and I’ll let ya breathe,” I whisper into her ear as I thrust my cock deep inside her.

“Sk-Ski…Skid,” she mumbles, her voice coming out all weak and feeble, and I laugh at her before I spit at her face. My palm spreads my saliva all over her red-hot cheek, mixing it with her petrified tears.

“I said scream it, Carly! Tell him who fuckin’ owns you now. Beg for him to come and save you if you want to live.” I listen to her sputter and choke, closing my eyes and savoring the sound as I fill her with my cock.

“You’re mine, Carly, always have been.” Her pulse stops beating against my fingers and her body gets heavier to hold as I bolt my load into her and remain still. I stay inside her lifeless body and stroke the skin on her cheek as it loses all its color. “He was too weak to save you.” I kiss her lips while they are still warm, before sliding out of her and letting her fall to the ground with a slump.

Taking a step back, I admire how she looks all broken and outta shape. Just like a puppet whose strings have been cut.

“Dad… Dad!” The voice screaming through the woods stirs me awake. I feel weak, I’m bleeding… a helluva lot. My head is disoriented from all the blows it took from those double-crossing Bastards. I don’t know who this new leader they elected thinks he is, but he will fuckin’ die for this.

“Dad.” I can just about make out the figure that crouches in front of me. Jet-black hair just like mine, eyes like his fuckin’ mother’s.

“Tommy?” I force his name from my dry lips.

“They’re comin’ for you. The Bastard's new president just met with Jimmer and he gave ‘em your location. I managed to get a head start on ‘em, but they're on their way. They’re gonna kill you.” I hear the words he’s speaking but all I can focus on is the pain I’m in, and when I feel the ropes that are strained tight around my chest slacken, I take in a huge breath.

“Come on.” My son struggles to aid me onto my feet, then placing his shoulder under my arms he somehow gets us moving.

I don’t know how long he drags me for, but we make it to the car he has waiting on the side of the road. When he drops me down into the passenger seat I roll my head back and let the blankness take over again.

* * *

“Dad, wake up.” I feel my body jerk and when I open my eyes and see Tommy sitting behind the wheel of the car I’m in, he looks much older than I remember but just as fuckin’ sullen.

“Where are we?” I ask him groggily. I’ve lost so much blood I don’t even know how I’m still alive, yet the fact I feel so much pain proves I am.

“We’re outside the hospital.”

“Are you fuckin’ crazy?” The haze in my head suddenly clears. “Tommy, I’m a wanted fuckin’ man. Your uncle—”

“Relax, we’re five hours away from Manitou Springs. This is a small town with a real small hospital. I was smart,” he tells me, though he don’t look as proud of himself as he should be.

I gotta wonder what business the kid’s got helping me. I never took the time to say goodbye to him when I left the club the day the feds came looking for me and Skid pretended to be me so I could get a head start in getting away. He will also know, like everyone else does, that I’m the one who killed Carly. Tommy loved his aunt, she always took real good care of him. The fact he wants to help me makes no sense.

“What ya doin’ here, kid?” I ask, wondering what price I’m gonna have to pay for this.

“I’m savin’ your life.” His jaw tightens like he’s mad at himself.

“You wanna tell me why?” I huff a laugh.

“Because I ain’t like you.” He turns his head and gives me a real stern look. “Every day since I found out what you did, I’ve questioned myself. Wondered if evil is in our DNA. I’ve waited for that evil to overcome me and this is me provin’ that it won’t. I’m a good person. You lied to me, you rang me that day right after you did it and told me to leave. You told me that Judge Walker killed her, then you had me follow his daughter around and report shit back to you. You knew she was Jimmer’s daughter, didn’t you? What were you gonna do with her, Dad?” He leans across the console, narrowing his eyes at me.

“We could have made a lotta money outta Walker, I had a lot on him. He was working with Clunk on all kindsa dark-assed shit—”

“Iknowwhat he was workin’ with him on, the agency don’t exist anymore, and neither does he. Walker didn’t give a shit about Ella, he knew she was Jimmer’s too. You wanted me to watch her because you wanted leverage over Jimmer.”

“What do you want me to tell ya, son?” I shrug helplessly. Back then, I was almost as much of a desperate man as I am now. I fell outta favor with Clunk after I lost my position at the club. That fucker showed me no loyalty after all the years I’d put into helping him. I would have killed him myself if I didn’t have to keep low and the Souls hadn’t beat me to it.

“I hate you!” Tommy spits his words out at me with spite.

I shake my head back at him because, despite all that, he’s still here making sure I fuckin’ live.

“Yet here you are savin’ my life,” I remind him.

“You know who taught me to be good?” His dark, almost black eyes peer into mine, expelling pure disgust.

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