Page 40 of Little Psycho

I don’t bother turning around; I'm not in the mood to deal with her or her shit right now.Instead, I mutter, “I don’t have to; now go the fuck away.”

“I’ll never leave you, Cali.I’m stuck with you, and you’re stuck with me, so get the fuck over it.”She comes up beside me since I won’t turn around, studying my face intently.

As I turn to look at her, my eyes catch something behind her—a group walking over to join in on the action.I freeze, her words being drowned out by the thumping of my heart as it fills my ears.

They can see me this time.

And I can see them too.

It’s too late for me to run, so I stand here and wait for the inevitable, hoping shit doesn’t go downhill.But as I wait, my eyes glued to the cold ground underneath my feet, no one approaches me, so I end up making a run for it anyway, like I’m best at doing.

“I’ll be right back.I’m just going to walk around to look at the cars,” I tell Five, whispering into his ear while my hand slides down the front of his body, subtly grabbing his cock just wanting him to fuck me again.

“Be careful, Little Psycho,” he whispers back, biting his bottom lip and releasing a low growl that makes my entire body shiver.

“I’m always careful.”I wink, press my lips to his cheek until a red lip print is left behind, and regretfully walk away, just wanting to get out of sight as quickly as possible.

Pushing my way through the drunken crowd, their screams thud in my ears along with the voices that decide to return, making me feel crazy all over again.I shake my head and block my ears with my hands, feeling myself slipping into the darkness of my mind, where chaos sinks its claws into my soul, welcoming me home.

As I get to the corner store, about to turn down the dark alley on the other side, a hand clasps over my mouth to muffle my screams, and I’m roughly yanked back against a solid chest, unwillingly dragged deeper into the darkness I’ve been trying to avoid.

SIXTEEN

MANIPULATION

OUR LITTLE SECRET—MANIC KAZZY

DOMINIC

Ifeel the warmth of her breath against the palm of my hand as I firmly cover her mouth, her body trembling against mine.I lead her into the darkness of the night, where nothing good ever happens, especially in these parts of Boston.

A twisted grin curls on my lips as I absorb her fear like it’s the fucking air around me.Ash and Killian walk silently beside me, while the loud noises of the cheering crowd on the next street over create a symphony that lulls us at ease.

She might know it’s us or she might not, but we still cover our faces with old Ghostface masks we had from last Halloween a few years back, playing along with the twisted game thatshestarted.

At the end of the alley, I spin her around and push her back against the old, rusty door just under the fire escape, pinning her there with my body flush against hers.Kill gets close to her, pulling out his knife and teasing her midriff with it, gliding the dull end around her belly button in slow, teasing circles.Ash steps up, getting closer, tracing her exposed collarbone with the tips of his tattooed fingers, making goosebumps scatter all over her body.I keep my hand over her mouth and my face just inches away from hers, patiently waiting for her to try and open her pretty eyes.

Growing up, the first thing that I noticed about Calista were her eyes—the way they flickered in the glow of the sun and twinkled under the dancing stars that consumed the night sky.She was my ‘pretty eyes’, and I still remember the way she used to blush every time I called her that.Even now, as I think about the past we once shared, my heart swells with the love I still have for this girl, even though things between us have changed drastically over time.

Guilt begins to eat at me, thinking about the promise we made to her that we were unable to keep.I wanted to save her from the hell she was thrust into at such a young age, but I just...I fucking couldn’t.And not because I didn’t try, but because my father and her parents made it fucking impossible.I’ll admit, I gave up after a while.Everything I did or everything Kill or Ash did just felt like it didn’t make a difference.It felt like we were getting nowhere and we’d never be able to fulfill our promise to her.It wasn’t easy on me—on us—and because of it, we flocked to the darkness that we were trying to rescue her from, finding out places with the shadows after so long.

Even so, I never thought that Cali, of all people, would torment us just to teach us a lesson.And although we don’t know for sure if she’s the one who broke in and terrified Kill, we have a pretty good feeling that we’re on the right track.So we decided to play along to see how she fucking likes it.

Two wrongs don’t make a right, but who said anything about wanting to be right?

We’re just as fucked up as she is.We belong together, no matter if she thinks so or not.And we’re here to make sure she fucking knows it, even if all she’s going to do is deny and fight our attempts.

She’s ours just as we are hers.It was that way when we were little, and to this day, it has never fucking changed—it will never change.

So as we stand here in the darkness, surrounded by the echoing cheers of the crowd, the loud cars that zip up and down the street, vibrating it, and the feeling of her body trembling against mine, I wait for her to open her fucking eyes.And when she finally does, I see the flicker of fear in them that I cherish so damn much—the look she gives me, making my cock hard.

But before she can react, I lean in close and whisper, “We’re not going to let you go.We belong together, just as we always have.”

Her pretty eyes widen in shock and disbelief, but I can see a faint spark of defiance in them.With that, I tighten my grip on her and hold her even closer, making sure she feels how fucking hard I am because of her.

“If I remove my hand from your mouth, you’d better not fucking scream, or my boy won’t hesitate to use his knife on you,” I warn, waiting for her to shake her head or answer me with her eyes.“Do you fucking understand?”

She swallows slowly, her chest heaving.My eyes quickly dart to her tits, wrapped tightly in red lace that showcases them perfectly, spilling out the top with each deep breath she takes.I divert my focus back to her face as my balls begin to ache, not wanting her to see the effect she still has on me.

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