Page 23 of Leather & Lace

“Chase, please stop! You’re drunk, this isn’t you!” I struggle in his grip, trying to break free.

“Yeah, well maybe if I was more like your perfectEli, you would finally let me have you, Brook. Can’t you see what you do to me? I can’t stop the feeling of wanting to be closer to you.” He is swaying now; his eyes are lifeless. I doubt he has any clue what is actually going on. He starts to grab my face to bring my lips to his.

I scream and try to fling my face out of his painful grip. Before I can break my body away, his glance shoots behind me. My body is flung away from his, making me hit the side of the fridge hard, causing my back to shoot up in pain as I fall to my side.

Broken glass cuts my hand as I land on the marble ground. By the time I look back up, I hear dishes falling to the floor shattering all around me. Glancing up among the utter chaos, I see Eli and Chase throwing punches at one another, slamming into the cabinets and drawers.

Eli sends a crushing blow to the side of Chase’s head, causing him to stumble back towards the wall. He then pins his neck to the wall with his fingers, seething with fury. Chase tries to grab and dig at Eli’s hands but can’t move them. He even tries punching Eli in the stomach, but he doesn’t even flinch. He is a solid rock.

“Do not fucking touch her!” Eli growls, clenching his teeth and then burying his fist over and over into the tile on the wall next to Chase’s face, blood covering his hand and the wall as he screamed.

“Eli!” I yell over his wailing, “Eli, please! Let him go. He’s just drunk!” I beg while pulling myself off the floor and trying to remove his hand from Chase’s neck.

It’s as if he can’t even hear me. He is in an utter, full-blown rage episode. His eyes have gone completely lifeless and have turned darker than the burning coals in hell. I hear Dane throw open his door, slamming it on the wall and race down the stairs, shouting at Eli. A black gun is gripped in his hand.

When he pushes past me, Eli quickly shoves him back causing him to fall over the metal coffee table and out of the way. “No! Stay Back Dane!” Eli screams as he continues his assault on Chase. I stand there in a mere panic, not sure what to do. I watch as Dane pulls himself off the floor, placing the gun on the table. His eyes are wide with fear, hands are shaking with adrenaline.

“Eli, let him fucking go, dude. He can’t breathe,” Dane pleads from behind. I turn my attention to Chase’s face that is now turning a light blue and beg Eli to stop.

“Please Eli! You are going to kill him! Look at me! Baby look at me! You need to stop this!” I pull at his arms, but he does not respond. Just a cold dead stare as I watch Chase’s body start to wither away and become limp. Quickly, I do the only thing I feel will stop this.

I lift to my toes, grabbing his face, turning it to mine and kissing him. The contact sends shockwaves down my spine. Within seconds, both his hands are on my flushed cheeks. I hear Chase’s body collapse behind us as he inhales a sharp gasp of air. Dane swiftly and quickly helps him up by moving him out of the room. Jenny stands at the entrance of the kitchen, sobbing and holding her arms tight around her chest.

We stand there, lost in our kiss for what feels like forever. Breaking away from our kiss, I placed my hands on his face and made him look at me.

“Breathe,” I say as our eyes meet. His eyes are wild. Feral with emotions. Those beautiful gray still consumed in darkness. Tears start to fill my eyes at the sight of him.

Before I can say another word, he quickly comes back to reality, his eyes darting from me to Chase, then to Dane shaking his head and moving away from me. His gaze landed on my bloody hands and then the now dent in the fridge from my body.

“I’m…so.. s..orry,” Is all he can muster out of his quivering lips. Brushing past me, quickly before I have time to reach out to him, he storms out of the kitchen and then grabs his bike helmet, rushing out the front door. I hear his bike start up off in the distance, then peeling out of the driveway, racing down the hill away from us...

Away from me.

CHAPTER 12

DANE

I watch her as she sits on the bathroom counter, putting her makeup on. She makes the funniest faces as she puts on her...I believe it is calledmascara. I could watch her for days. Every little movement she makes has my heart skipping a beat. As if she can feel me staring, she glances at me through the mirror.

“You know, if you take a picture, it will last longer,” she teases while winking in the mirror back at me.

“You know, I can’t help that I am obsessed with you, dollface.” I shoot her a wink back, then turn and start to get ready for the night. I am taking her out to dinner and a movie. Some new chick flick is out, and she told me she just has to see it, so I got the tickets.

I know Eli has plans to cook for Brook tonight and doesn’t want me at the house. Which, I am glad, ‘cause I need a break from the pornographic sounds I hear coming out of his room at all hours of the night. Jenny seems to just sleep through everything.

Throwing on a white Coach sweater, I pair it with some distressed torn jeans. I grab my silver Rolex and strap it on my wrist. I want to impress her tonight. I want to make her feel like she is the only woman who exists in this fucked up, crazy world.

I heard her jump off the counter and make her way back into my room. She is wearing a low-cut denim dress, and tan thigh-high boots. Her beautiful blonde locks fall past her perky breasts. She is a fucking sight.

“You look stunning, dollface,” I say as I take her all in with my wandering eyes. Her strawberry perfume has my cock twitching inside my tight jeans. “Mmm, you smell like something I want to lick up.” I grab her waist and pull her into me, kissing her deeply. I start to trail my finger up the inside of her thigh. She stops me quickly.

“Oh, no you don’t! We have plans and I will be so mad if I miss that movie!” I grin as I throw my hands up in surrender. Oh, she doesn’t know it yet, but that pussy will be mine, very, very soon.

We headed out to my black Lamborghini; the butterfly doors opened with just the click of a button on my key fob. Jenny’s face beams in excitement.

“Oh my god, this is yours?” She squeals while jumping up and kissing my lips. “I have never been in a freaking Lambo!” I help her down into the car and press the button to close her door. She is still squealing inside as I get into my driver seat.

“Look at all the buttons! That screen is massive! Oh my god, my seat warms and vibrates at the same time! Please don’t tell me this has like...a batman button where we can go turbo mode!” She talks a mile a minute while bouncing around, touching everything. I just smiled and let out a little laugh.

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