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“The party is just starting,” he says, taking a swig from his cup. “Relax, Whitlock.”

“Yeah? Well, she has a curfew.” I reach forward and grab Pike by her arm, digging my fingers deep into her covered flesh, hoping that she feels the pain I want her to feel.

“Whoa! Whoa! Take it, easy mate.” Tyler staggers forward, but all my attention is on my sister.

Her face twists with pain, but she manages to keep herself from screaming out loud.Good girl, Pi.

“Since fucking when?” she asks through gritted teeth. “I don’t have a curfew, Rhys.”

“You don’t?” I lean into her and press my mouth against the side of her right ear. I inhale that pretty scent of hers as my lips touch her skin. My cock hardens in my pants again. “Oh, well I guess you do now, Pi.”

“Hey.” It’s Tyler again and he’s moving towards us.

“We have family shit to deal with. Didn’t Pi tell you? Our mother killed herself.” My voice is raised but I don’t care.

Some people around us stop partying to listen to what I have to say, but I’ve said enough. Pike pulls her arm back away from me, her eyes are shimmering with fresh tears now and I don’t have to say anything because she’s already moving back to my bike.

She stands beside it and folds her arms across her chest. The cool sea breeze makes her hair whip across her face.

“I didn’t know about her Mum,” Tyler is talking to me, but I’m already done with him so I walk away from him and get back to my bike.

We both stand there silently. I turn and see the tears running down her cheeks. I should feel sorry for her, but do I give a fuck? No, not even the tiniest of fucks.

She closes her arms tightly around her chest. “You didn’t have to be so cruel,” she says, her voice barely a whisper. “You didn’t have to say anything about Mum.”

Something snaps in me and I have no control as I reach forward and grab Pike’s jaw before turning her face towards me.

I lean forward until I’m up close, breathing in her intoxicating scent. “So she could be your disgusting family secret? Is it going to ruin your reputation, Pi? Just like we all are revolting to you. Are you ashamed of us? You act like we’ve never existed.”

“What are you talking about?” New tears are rolling down her pink cheeks now.

I slide my hand down to her throat and apply a little pressure, watching as her bee-stung, rosy lips part open. My cock strains against the front of my pants as I picture those same lips around me. I would like nothing more than to shove my cock down her tiny throat until she’s choking on me and my cum

“We don’t exist in your perfect fucking world. We just exist in your memories. That’s the only place we exist, right?” My voice is steady and cool. “I was right about you not caring. You never cared. You’ve become a bitch!”

“You don’t know that.” Her long, dark eyelashes are clustered together from the tears.

“Oh, I do. She died two fucking weeks ago.” I let go of her face and get on my bike, before turning the key in the ignition. Pike climbs on behind me and I glance down as her small arms come around me.

The engine roars to life and I rev it, feeling the power travel through my veins as I tighten my grip on the handlebars. “You didn’t even think once to call. You know where I found her, Pike? She was in a dirty slum, just lying dead in all that piss and shit,” I tell her, the anger in my chest swells.God, I fucking hate her and her cunt father so much.

Pike is silent as she presses herself against me. So I leave it at that and step on the gas and get the fuck out of there. We ride the rest of the way in silence. She’ll have enough to think about tonight.Maybe she’ll share some of my nightmares with me tonight.

6

PIKE: CHAPTER VI

Then

I’m in my room. I’m bathed in darkness because the lights are off and my curtains are drawn just like he instructed.

I sit on the floor on my knees. I’m wearing the night dress he got for me earlier in the week. It’s sheer black with lace detail and comes to my knees. My hair is neatly combed and left open against my back, just the way he likes it to be.

I breathe in. I breathe out. The silvery knob of my door turns and I hear the click. Breathe in. Breathe out. This will be over quickly, Pike.

The door creaks open and I keep my eyes down. He hates it when I look at him.

He walks around me, his cold fingers brushing the back of my neck as he does a full circle. He’s breathing heavily.

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