Page 8 of Sinister Valentine

“Your first assignment is to find the bitch that took your brother's life and kill her. I must say, I was impressed by your kill tonight. Maddox taught you well. Remember, you have less than one year.” He gloats as the headset is placed back over my ears and the chanting starts again as I pull at my chains, wanting to be released.

“My blood is now your blood, Brother mine. You have our back and we have yours.”

Someone stands behind me and pours salt over my wounds. I scream as another covers my mouth with a cloth and yet again, I stupidly breathe in the sweet aroma, watching the cement wall spin into darkness.

Hockey Sticks & Locker Rooms

Liviana

Waking up the next morning, I find a white teddy bear and a note at my door. Placing the Valentine’s bear on my desk, I open the letter.

Valentine,

You will never escape me,

My Sinister Valentine.

Your blood will drip from my fingers and pour into my soul,

My Sinister Valentine.

My blood will join yours, and you will be mine. Once and for all.Once you accept your fate, our hearts will become one and together we will reign in hell.

My Sinister Valentine.

Now bleed with me.

My Sinister Valentine.

Signed in my blood,

Hayes Valentine

Falling on my bed, I read the letter over and over again. I’m not sure how I feel. I don't know whether to be completely creeped out or to swoon for this man. For some reason, this speaks deep within my black and bloody soul, begging to be released, but only for him. Why do I get the feeling that if I told him my deepest, darkest secret that he would accept me with open arms, wanting to feed the little demon inside me? He wasn’t playing when he signed this in his blood. A dark crimson thumb print lays right underneath his name.

Bringing the letter to my nose, I inhale as my heart rate goes wild in my chest.I need to find him.Getting off the bed, I throw on my fucking uniform and leave my suite.

If I were Hayes, where would I be? Probably fucking that blonde he was with last night. But if he left me that letter, it only means he wants me to seek him out, right? The light bulb in my brain finally goes off.Hockey. Heading towards the sports center, I run into Syd and Zova as I pass the cafeteria.

“Hey, Liv. How was your night? I heard some things.” Syd laughs, hip bumping me.

“I should be asking you the same thing, but I gotta run. Have you guys seen Hayes yet?” I ask, waiting impatiently for an answer.

“Damn girl. You are jittery this morning. What's got you flustered?” Zova asks.

“I’ll explain later. I just need to find the god himself. So, have you seen him?” They both look at each other, then back at me, shaking their heads.

“Okay then. I’ll meet up with you guys later and I’ll explain everything.” I assure them and they nod, heading into the cafeteria as I take off towards the arena. It feels like it takes me forever to get where I need to go, and now I’m out of breath.Fucking Christ.

Swinging the double doors open, I’m immediately hit with a gust of freezing cold air and silence.The arena is completely empty. Fuck.As I turn, I see Parker from the corner of my eye, coming out of the locker room freshly showered. Walking over to him, I place my hand on my hip and he stops short, raising a brow.

“Henry in there?” I ask, and he laughs.

“I don’t know a Henry. Sorry,” he says, walking around me. I huff and chase after him.

“Jesus Christ, is Hayes in there?” I quip and he laughs again.

“Why don’t you go find out?” He taunts and I roll my eyes, turning back around. I head for the locker room, swinging the door hard enough that it bangs against the wall. I walk past the first row of lockers before checking the next.

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