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Fynn stops when he looks at my hand and then grabs it, “What are you doing?” I ask.
He examines the cuts on it from hitting that bastard last night, “Does your hand hurt?”
“It’s a little sore, but I’ll be fine,” I pull my hand away quickly.
Fynn reaches behind me and grips the hair at my nape, “Don’t ever pull away from me, especially when I’m checking an injury. Now, be a good girl and run home,” I think he’s going to finally kiss me as he leans in, but no, he nips my earlobe instead, “Stay out of trouble, Little Saint.” He then sits back on his bike and watches me as I walk down the sidewalk and enter the Sorority House.
NINETEEN
Jett
It's Sunday. We aresupposed to repent today by going to the soup kitchen, amongst other places, to help feed the line of people hoping to fill their stomachs just enough so it doesn't hurt anymore. Before we can leave, though, we have some unfinished business down in the basement.
Fynn is on Saint duty, leaving Oakley and me to clean up the mess. The unsavory sort of people would eliminate the puke altogether, but that's not how we work. No, instead, we will use blackmail on the fucker. This is just another reason why we like our videos. It's how we keep others in line and use them when needed.
“You can go to jail for a long time, Rob,” I state as I pace back and forth in front of him, “You had quite a bit of date rape drugs on your person. Tie that with the video of you pretty much confessing of using them on women; you won't see graduation day.”
“Aren't you here to be a lawyer or some shit?” Oakley stands back with his arms crossed, letting me take the lead. He still wants to pulverize the fucker for swinging at his Kitty Cat.
“Yeah...” Rob's a man of few words.
“You do know that we run this campus, right?” I squat down in front of him and wait for his next one-word response.
“Yes...”
“So, tell me, Rob, why did you not speak with one of us before approaching Catalina? You see how hot she is. Did it not cross your mind that she may belong to us on that merit alone?”
“S-She approached me...” He stutters a bit.
“I see,” I stand to my full height, “Well, unfortunately, that doesn't help you out any. We may be assholes and use women who want to be used by us, but we never drug them to get laid. That’s just for those assholes with no game, and you, my boy, must not have any game.” I kick his thigh, making him howl in pain.
“Can we finish this?” Oakley asks, bored, “The Father is expecting us at the soup kitchen soon.”
I nod and turn back to Rob. Man, we fucked him over good last night. I wonder how many of these bruises belong to my Lovely Lina. She was like a wild cat going at him, and it turned me on so fucking bad. Just thinking about it is getting me hard.
“Here's what we are going to do, Date Rape Rob,” turning my attention back to the fucker, “We are going to release you, but know that we have this video that we will put out there for all to see, including the police, if we hear that you are going around telling people that we are the ones who beat the living shit out of you. We don't care what story you tell, as long as our names and Catalina's are left out. Do you understand?”
