Page 30 of Little Psycho

With a mouthful of his cum and mine, he hovers over me and squeezes my jaw, forcing my mouth wide open.“Stick out your tongue,” he orders impatiently.

The second I stick my tongue out, he spits the mixture out of his mouth and into mine, and I watch it drop in thick strings, hitting the back of my throat.He slams his mouth down on mine and kisses me once I swallow our cum, exploring it like a fiend.

Panting heavily and soaked in sweat, Five drops beside me, pulling me under his arm.We lie here, tangled in each other, catching our breath in the aftermath.His laughter breaks the silence, and I find myself smiling uncontrollably.

“What a way to get woke up.”He winks, kissing me softly on my cheek.

“I thought you’d enjoy that.I couldn’t stop thinking about you,” I tell him, secretly thinking of the guys at the same time.

“Fuck, you can use me anytime you fucking want, Little Psycho.I can’t wait to see what kind of crazy you’re keeping from me.”His eyes close and his smile widens, his hold on me never loosening.

I close my eyes next, my mind completely blank for the first time since I can remember.

ELEVEN

CHAOS

CREATURE—TECH N9NE

CALISTA

Utter chaos consumes my mind as I crouch behind a row of full trash cans in the alley beside the guys’ apartment, scrolling through countless news articles.I knew this would happen once word got out about Mr.Brown’s murder; I just wasn’t expecting my mind to be in complete turmoil.The voices are wicked loud today, each one telling me to do something different.But the one voice I count on daily isn’t speaking—go fucking figure.

“Where the fuck are you, Addy?”I grumble under my breath as I callously scan my surroundings, making sure I can’t be seen from where I’m hiding.

No answer.

Putting my focus back on the burner phone in my hand, I read through article number seven, just to make sure there aren’t any new updates.So far, all the police have is his dead body and Gunnar as a person of interest.Not one word is mentioned about me, but I wasn’t expecting there to be.

My parents don’t want anyone to know I might be involved, because then the police would have to search for me, and they know I’d spill every fucking secret that I’ve held onto for ten years.

They don’t want me to talk—no one does.

Instead, they’ll hire their own people to search for me, and I’m determined to not be found.

“I wonder where she is.”A familiar voice carries with the wind just in front of me, making me duck even lower toward the ground.

Looking through a crack in the row of trash cans, I spot Dominic and Killian on the porch in the back of their apartment, smoking their morning blunt.Not only does the wind carry their voices, but it carries the weed smoke, making it drift right over to me, my mouth watering from the delicious smell.

Both standing there with no shirts on, I greedily rake my eyes over their bare chests, getting lost in the intricate black designs inked into almost every part of their skin—they’re fucking gorgeous.

“I don’t know, but we need to find her before her parents do.This shit isn’t good, but at the same time, it’s a fucking blessing in disguise,” Dom says, blowing out a cloud of smoke from between his lips, his gaze lost in the gloomy clouds hovering above the city.

“You think she’ll come looking for us for help?”Kill asks, his voice sounding hopeful, which makes my heart swell.

The sound of the hectic city noise drowns out the rest of what they’re saying, but I can still see them clearly.They don’t know it yet, but they’re going to help me bring chaos to those who’ve wronged me, one person at a time.

They've ruined my life without even knowing it, regardless if it was their fault or not.They fucking owe me for all the pain they caused, and now I’m here to collect.It might not be today.It might not be tomorrow.But the time will come where I’ll make my presence known, and together, we’re going to turn this fucking city upside down.

I’ll bide my time, stay hidden, and let all of the other chaos unfold.Then, when the time is right, I’ll make my move.With Dom, Ash, and Kill by my side, we’ll show them what it fucking feels like to be at the mercy of someone else.

No more secrets, no more hiding—just raw, utter chaos.It’s time to take back control.And when the dust finally settles, they’ll wish they never fucking messed with me.

I smile to myself as I watch Dom and Kill disappear back inside their apartment—the game has only just begun.

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On the walkback to Five’s, I spot a Halloween store around the corner, and I slip inside without being seen.Browsing the aisles, I don’t know what I’m looking for just yet, but I’ll know once I see it.I skim through rows of wigs, finding one with black hair and red streaks, so I grab it off the rod, already wanting to put it on.But a different hair color isn’t enough to conceal my identity, so I keep looking.

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