Page 82 of Beast: Part Two

“That’s enough, Summer,” I say, trying to reel this shitshow back in.

“I said,” she continues as if she didn’t hear me. “I’m not waiting for you anymore. I will make it my soul purpose to find a man that will love me. All of me. One who won’t throw me away every time his emotions get the best of him. One that won’t abandon me like a little boy with an old toy.”

“Try it,” Beast snarls. “And I will kill him.”

I make my way over to Beast, moving Alicia out of the way.

“Calm down, son.” I place a hand on his arm, but he quickly snatches it away.

“No worries,” Summer goes on to say as tears pour down her face. “I’ll find another man and another one. And every night when I’m fucking his brains out, I’ll look him in the eyes and remind him that I belong to him.”

The next few things happen so quickly it almost looks simultaneous. Maksim leaps over the table to stand in front of Summer. Beast lifts the wooden table and tosses it into the wall on the opposite side of the room. The laptops and papers that were once sitting on top are all on the floor.

“Oh shit,” Zel shouts.

I grab Beast, but he tosses me aside as if I weigh nothing. He charges at Maksim, grabbing him by the neck, he smashes him against the wall before charging for Summer. She backs up, but he continues to rush her.

Lucien pulls out his gun.

“No,” I shout. Although I understand his actions. They have never seen their brother like this before. Beast has been swallowed up by the red haze many times, but never to the point he has attacked those he loved.

Summer’s back hits the wall. Beast grabs her neck and lifts her off the floor.

“Tell me why I shouldn’t snap your fucking neck?” he asks her in a voice that isn’t his.

It’s proof he has lost control of the demon in his head. I remain calm even though my heart is racing.

“Son,” I say, keeping my voice level. “Fight through the haze.”

He ignores me, placing his face in Summer’s neck.

“I should’ve split your skull months ago,” Beast hisses at her. “Tell me why I shouldn’t do it now.”

“Gabriel, please,” Summer pleads. I notice she’s able to speak which means he’s not choking her.

“Gabriel’s not here,” he mocks.

“We need to step in,” Maksim says. He’s clutching his shoulder as if something’s wrong with it.

“Not yet,” I tell him. “Beast, you are in control. Fight through your haze.”

His hand tightens around Summer’s throat. Turning her face red.

“He’s right, Beast,” Alicia says, stepping up beside me. “You can fight this.”

Beast peers over his shoulder at Alicia. “You think I don’t know who you are? I’ve known since the first time you spoke to me. Be quiet before I kill you next.”

Alica looks at me and we both are a little confused by that admittance. When Fem first mentioned the idea of Beast talking to a psychiatrist, I shut her down. I knew he would never willingly speak to anyone. However, Fem told me about a highly trained member of D.O.E that would be able to talk to him without him knowing. Alicia has been working on Beast since she got here.

“You’re not going to kill anyone,” Alicia goes on to say. “Because you don’t have control here.”

A sinister laugh comes from Beast. “Is that what you’re banking on? I run him.”

“No, you don’t,” I argue. “You are a hallucination, a made-up part of him. The same way his mother and I were. Beast is in control. You are a weapon his mind has created to deal with his emotions.”

“You don’t know shit about me,” he grits out through his teeth as he turns his attention back to Summer.

Sighing, I take a step forward. The conversation Alicia had with me earlier today weighed heavy on my heart. I thought of how and when to tell Beast. I know that it would devastate him. But he needs to know. All of them needed to know.

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