Page 101 of Malicious Intentions

The video repeats inside my head as I search for Lexi and Huntley. Fear and rage circle inside me, fighting for dominance.I’ll be damned if I’m gonna let him do that to my woman.

But as I continue searching in vain with no sight of them, I feel myself spiraling completely out of control. Terror causes my chin and lips to tremble as I gasp for air.

It feels like I’ve been running forever. Lexi’s name rasps from my lips as tears burn behind my eyelids. I refuse to let them fall, knowing that will only impede me.

Come on, bellissima. Where are you?

My eyes dart to the left and right, adjusting to the darkness as I move further into the cornfield.

Then I hear her scream.

I whip around, pumping my arms and legs, corn stalks thrashing my face as I head toward the sound. My jaw is clenched so hard my teeth ache as I round the corner and freeze.

A figure hovers over her, wearing a black hoodie, dark jeans, and a Ghostface mask.

Lexi is on the ground, fighting him off as she flails, twists, and kicks beneath him.

“Poor scared Lexi.” An evil laugh rips from his lips. He has her shirt off, and I watch in horror as the knife slices her abdomen.

“Please stop.” Tears course down her cheeks, causing my heart to squeeze inside my chest.

An animalistic growl tears from my throat as I lunge. My hands grip his throat, dragging him away from her.

Rage turns the world red as I whip him around to face me, my fists pummeling his stomach and chest before I kick him in the groin. He howls, dropping to his knees, and I tear the mask off his face.

I knew it. Fucking Huntley.

“I gave you one fucking warning. Now, you’re dead.”

Like a psychopath who has lost their damn mind, I attack, my rage taking me over.

I hear Sophia and Devyn’s gasps as they run over to Lexi.

I’m aware that Trent and Ryker stand a few feet away, watching me lose my shit, cheering when they hear the crack of his bones beneath my knuckles.

“He’s been giving Lexi a hard time the whole semester.” I hear Trent saying to Ryker. “Lemme tell you what that asshole Huntley did to a freshman.”

“He should die just for giving Lexi a hard time,” Ryker says. “But tell me what that motherfucker did.”

Their voices fade as I pummel the threat into oblivion.

He’s barely conscious when I grab the knife from his hand. “You think you can cut up my woman?” I rip his sweatshirt off. “Think again, motherfucker.”

I carve his chest up like a deranged pumpkin, ensuring the cuts are shallow so he suffers.

“You’re a worthless piece of shit that gets off on abusing his power over every young woman on campus. That’ll never fucking happen again.”

A hand on my arm stops me. “Let me cut him before you end him.”

I turn my head, staring into Lexi’s eyes. “Are you okay, bellissima?”

Her expression softens as she looks into my eyes. “I am now. Because of you.” I hold the knife out to her, and she grabs it. Then she presses her lips against mine.

“No.” I pull back, turning my head away. “I don’t want you to see me like this.” My voice lowers. “I don’t want you to see the monster.”

Her hand moves to my cheek. “Look at me, Evan.”

I blow out a breath, my head slowly turning to look at her.

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