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“You know last night while I was laid next to my girl, she told me a story,” Nyx says and my eyes flick between Nyx and Prez because I know what’s coming, Maddy spend all last night crying about it. Prez don’t know about it yet though, and shit ain’t gonna be pretty when he does.
“Which hand did you use?” Nyx asks the judge calmly, his nostrils flaring as his hand arches around the dirty fucker’s throat.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Jackson answers him with a huge smug grin.
“I’m talking about the hand you put on my girl when you gave her your fucked up little examination, you sick bastard.”
Prez remains still, but the look on his face switches from dangerous to fucking murderous.
And when the judge laughs, blood spraying all over Nyx’s face.I decide to help the kid along.
“This one’s a dominant lefty, Nyx,” I point out, I can tell from the ink stains on his left pointer finger and that’s the hand he was shaking his cock with if I remember right.
“Left it is.” Nyx drags Jackson out of the office through the house and Prez gives me a look as we follow him into the kitchen. We watch on as Nyx smashes the bastard’s head hard into the kitchen work surface beside the sink. Holding him down by his throat and pressing his gun into the side of his face.
“Ella thought you were her father, what you put her through was really fucked up. And I’m gonna make sure you feel every bit of pain she felt when you hurt her.” He leans over the judge’s body and flicks on the switch to start up the garbage disposal unit. I feel the smile creep on my face as Nyx takes the judge’s left arm and moves it into the sink.
“No, please don’t. Don’t… fuck… ahhhhhh,” the judge screams as Nyx forces his fingers in to the grinding chamber, pulverizing his flesh and filling the white porcelain sink with blood.
“I bet you got off on my girl begging you to stop. I could put a bullet in your head right now and end all your pain. But you don’t deserve that. You are gonna feel every ounce of pain possible before we end your sorry life, Jackson.” Nyx tosses the gun out of his hand and slams the asshole’s head back into the marble kitchen surface.
It’s finally over for Vincent Jackson an hour later. Prez struck the final blow, but not before Nyx practically caved his skull in.
“Call Grimm in,” Prez steps back from the lifeless body that’s bloody and broken on the kitchen floor and I flick my eyes across the room at Nyx, he’s sitting on the floor, his arms resting over his knees, just staring at Jackson’s body.The cigarette he’s smoking dangling from his lips and his face, arms and hands covered with blood. I’ve always known the kid had a fiery streak but what he just unleashed on the judge was brutal even by my standards.
“It still don’t feel like enough,” he says darkly, keeping his eyes focused.
“It never will be,” Prez tells him sadly. “But it will sure make it easier for me to look my girl in the eye.”
“Now clean up ya hands, and go get anything you think she’ll want from her room. You can come back to the lodge and take a shower before you go home to her and the kid.” Prez holds out his hand and pulls Nyx back on his feet. Then slidinghis hand behind Nyx’s head, he pulls his forehead on to his.
“No one ever hurts our girl again,” he promises and Nyx nods back.
“Now go clean up,” Prez orders him. I wait till Nyx is out the room before I smile at my Prez.
“Wipe that look off your face, VP,” he warns me.
“I think this Grandpa shit is turning ya soft already,” I point out.
“Fuck you,” he smiles back at me, laying his boot into the judge’s stone dead face one last time.
Me and Nyx spent the whole weekend together, he came back with a heap of my stuff the other night and went out yesterday and brought everything we needed for the baby, as well as loads of stuff we didn’t.
We’ve spent hours building the crib and baby furniture, we even eventually settled on a name for the little fella.
“Dylan’sout for the count,” Nyx tells me as he creeps out of the bedroom, and lifts me up onto the kitchen counter. He’s about to kiss me when the door knocks, and he lets out an annoyed sigh against my mouth.
“Come in,” he calls out, unable to hide the frustration in his tone.
Jessie and Maddy step inside, Jessie looking serious, while Maddy bursts to hide a smile.
“Just got back from speaking to Prez,” Jessie starts. “Chop’s lodge has been cleared, and seeing as I’m officially VP, the place is mine now,” he tells us.
“That’s awesome.” I cansee nowwhy Maddy is so excited, the place looks stunning from the outside, it’s next door to Prez’s lodge and looks out over the whole compound.
Jessie opens his mouth like he was about to say something else.
“We want you guys to have it,” Maddy interrupts, blurting out the words like they’ve been burning inside her mouth.
