Page 72 of Hold On

“I’ll bring him there. He’s going to have the whole crew out looking for you. He’s already got everyone on standby to start combing the city if you don’t show. He’s not expecting you to be at his place, so he didn’t assign any extra people that I’m aware of. I’ll knock him out with a sedative and take care of anyone left that wasn’t scared away by the dogs,” Cade continues.

“By yourself?” Bash asks. He shakes his head no.

“I have a few tricks of my own planned. I actually won’t be working alone tonight either,” he answers.

“Be careful,” I say quietly and Cade smiles.

“I’ve been waiting a long time for this, so I’ve planned accordingly. What about you two?” he asks.

“The sooner we get this over with, the better,” Bash sighs. I nod in agreement.

“We’re almost done. Like I said, stay out of sight. I’ll text you. Sound good?” he asks with a tap on Bash’s car. Sebastian nods quietly. I wave goodbye as we drive forward. My heart starts to pound. I grab Bash’s hand for support, taking a deep breath.

We head for Luke’s mansion.

*****

Sebastian:

It’s been over an hour that we’ve been parked silently down the street from where Lina says that Luke lives. Random cars have been filing out of the driveway the entire time, meaning the Dobermans running lose are doing their job beautifully. I’m absentmindedly stroking her hand while freaking the fuck out inside of my head. Not about taking Luke out. But about possibly losingher. There are no guarantees any of this will go our way.

So, I hold onto her and pray. I pray to a god that never loved me, begging to be able to actually keep the one person I love more than anything else in this world fucking safe. I’ll go to my grave trying.

I look to my right, admiring Lina’s beautiful face. Her red locks and the fuzzy ears pinned into her hair. The dark makeup that perfectly accentuates her eyes. The bold crimson color of her lipstick. The swell of her breasts beneath the jacket she’s wearing to cover her lingerie. The goosebumps forming beneath her fishnet stockings. There’s a small crease in her brow, physically showing she’s just as worried as I am.

But we sit and wait, the minutes ticking by. The fox tail is seated on my lap, keeping my dick and thighs warm. Alina reaches for the radio. I hadn’t even realized it was off in my anxiety. She fiddles with her phone and pairs it with my stereo. She searches Spotify for a minute before she grins and selects a song. The speakers crackle as I wait for it to play and realize it must be a hidden track, as the intro silently drags.

She sits back in her seat and crosses her legs beneath herself, her heels thrown on the floor in a juvenile fashion. She seems very proud of her choice, her smile smug. I cock a brow as we stare at each other. Her perfection is pulling me in, making me drag her face to mine. I don’t want to fuck up her lipstick yet, so I kiss her neck tenderly as a piano begins to play and my eyes widen. My face splits into a huge grin as we both begin to sing the morbid song Blood by My Chemical Romance together.

Alina brings her hand to my mouth, and I grab her around the wrist as my lips touch her fingers. We launch into the chorus in a manic fashion, our facial expressions going crazy as we try to out-do the other.

The piano continues, Gerard Way’s voice playfully moving into the next part of the song. I sing the lyrics, word for word, as Alina performs the background noises on point. MCR has always been one of our absolute favorite bands, their songs long having been my go-to to practice playing music.

We loudly draw out the wordbloodin the final chorus, grinning as we both shout the last line of the song in each other’s faces.

The piano drops two more notes before it’s all over and we laugh hysterically, falling over each other. It’s the perfect soundtrack to get us ready for our play date with Luke. I grab Alina’s hand and kiss her knuckles dramatically.

“Ready to spill some blood, Lina Girl?” I ask with a handsome smirk. She grins like the devil himself.

“I thought you’d never ask!” Batting her dark lashes at me, she sticks her tongue out and wrinkles her nose playfully.

A buzzing sound cuts through the car. Lina lunges for her phone, unlocking it as fast as she can. “Holy fuck. It’s Cade. He’s on his way with Luke. They’ll be here in five minutes.” Her fingers begin to shake as her phone drops in her lap, her bottom lip trembling to match. “Bash,” she whimpers as I grab her by the back of the neck and pull her towards me.

“This is what we’ve been waiting for, Lina Girl. This one last fucking person is standing in the way of our fucking future together. He’s hurt you and made you bleed and beat you down and taken advantage of you in ways that absolutely disgust me. I’m here to help you liberate yourself from this prison you’ve been forced into for too many years. Let’s leave everything here tonight. The fear and the trauma of our pasts. The disappointments we’ve been handed time and time again. It ends with Luke. It ends because we’re saying it’s over,” I desperately speak to her as she clings to me and nods her head vigorously.

A car slowly approaches the driveway, Alina stiffening in my hold as we eye it. I watch Cade jump out of it, his eyes turned our way before walking up the hill, wrangling a couple of rouge Dobermans. They jump on him playfully, giving me some hope he wasn’t lying about being close with them. I turn back to my girl.

“Forever my fuck doll?” I ask her breathlessly.

“Not even a grave could keep me from you, Bash Cox.”

I start the engine, throwing my car into drive.

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Now

Sebastian:

I follow Cade’s body up the long, winding driveway. Of course, a dickhead asshole like Luke would live on a giant hill, overlooking all who serve him. I grip the steering wheel harder in annoyance as I glance at Alina out of the corner of my eye. She’s doing her best to steady her breathing, though her fingers are quickly drumming over her thighs.

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