Page 54 of Bells

“Get fucking lost, you cunt,” he spat at me, not phased by my move.

I swung my knife at him. He dodged me easily before he grabbed my arm and bent it painfully behind my back. I let out a cry as he tightened his hold and chicken-winged my arm. Searing agony raced through me as he jacked up my arm further, his lips at my ear, the knife having fallen to the ground.

“You just signed your own death warrant. No one fucks with a watcher.”

“Fuck you,” I rasped. “Church won’t let that happen.”

“Church doesn’t control my fucking lighter. Before this is over, I’ll have your ashes on my hands and not one fucking regret about it. If you come back here, I will kill you.” His words were soft and fierce, filled with a promise that made me shudder. “Don’t fuck with Sin ever again.”

“I’ll kill him,” I whimpered. “If you let me go, I’ll fucking kill him.”

Ashes chuckled softly in my ear, sending more goosebumps erupting over my skin.

“And I’ll take your knife and carve new holes in your body and fuck every one of them before I set you on fire. Don’t fucking try me, Isabella.” He shoved me forward and I hit the ground hard, letting out a hiss of pain on impact.

I climbed to my feet, my body trembling, to see Sin and Stitches were no longer on the step. They’d gone inside. It was just me and Ashes.

He leveled his gaze on me. He was taunting me. Promising me pain.

I took a step away from him. He was terrifying in that moment.

I glanced to my knife at his feet. He bent low and picked it up before giving it an elaborate twirl between his fingers, no emotion on his pretty face.

So Ashes liked knives and fire.

Good to know.

I’d be sure he wasn’t around when I made my next move.

“I’ll be back,” I said fiercely.

“I’ll be waiting,” he answered.

We glared at one another for a moment before I turned and left, my fury intensified.

I hadn’t signed my death warrant. Both Ashes and Sin had signed theirs. Sin wouldn’t be hard to kill. Ashes might be.

It didn’t matter. I’d end them both for fucking with me.

That was a promise I intended on keeping.

CHURCH

Iwas sick to my stomach as I watched Sin stare out at the lake, tears in his eyes. It had been two days since Bells visited. We’d heard him crying in his room since it happened. He wasn’t eating either. I knew he’d wanted that damn baby. He was desperate to love and be loved. He just didn’t realize he was already loved by us. I knew it wasn’t enough for him. I understood that. Hell, I lived that. I had no one but the watchers too. Having Bells’s and my actions nearly tear us apart had hurt like hell.

There was no other choice though. Sin wasn’t going to see reason. I had to do what I did to save him from her.

My father. . . that fucking prick. He needed to go too.

I promised myself at some point he would. When I was stronger and had more going for me. Right now, I was still young and had a lot more planning to do.

Of course, that also gave him time to plan.

Sin didn’t bother wiping the tears that trailed down his cheeks away.

I looked to Stitches to see the pained expression on his face. Bells had hurt all of us through using Sin.

“She has to go,” Ashes said softly, ending the silence as we sat on our patio overlooking the lake that evening. “She said she’s going to kill Sin. I’m pretty sure I’m on her list now too.”

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