Page 82 of Bound by Desire
I pull hard, but the damn tape is too strong. So strong that all it does is rip my skin, but I don’t care. If there’s a chance it’ll rip, I’ll bearthroughit.
The car rolls into the water, the liquid coming up overthehood.
Panic hits. Deep-rooted panic. And no matter how much I try to keep a clear head, I know, deep down, this is my end. I’ll never get to have a home with Deke. Never get to have a family with him and the Ravage MC. Never get to have a happy life after years spent in hell. Never get to maybe have babies orjustlive.
Tears well up in my eyes as I fight the tape, not letting a single second take me down in defeat. If they want me dead, it’s going to be a fight, because I won’t give up. Not until my last breath is on thisplanet.
The water spills over into the window as the car rolls deeper into the blackness, the moon now giving an eerie glow, but maybe that’s just because my endishere.
Even when Deke finds out I’m not at work, he won’t know to look for me here. He won’t know that I’m in a car under the water. He won’t know that I need him to help me with every fiber of mybeing.
The tears spill over as the water sloshes over my feet, up my calves, and to my knees. It’s coming in at a rush, and fear like no othertakesroot.
I never thought I’d be as scared as when my parents died or when Deke was shot. However, this fear is for the future, one that I won’t get to live with the man I love. A life that has beenwasted.
Coldness covers me now from the waist down and is rising quickly. The water is making it more difficult to get my legs free. It’s like an added weight or pressure, restricting me. I hate it.Hateit.
Jerking back on the steering wheel, I fight, tears falling from my eyes as the water moves up to my chest, then to my chin. I tip my head up, gasping for air, but the water keeps coming like a natural spring, one that’s going to take my life from everythingIlove.
I suck in a deep breath as I go under, pulling and thrashing, the force of each movement greatly diminishing from the waterpressure.
My lungs burn, starving for oxygen, as I frantically look around, noting nothing to help me. Nothing around.Nothing.
Opening my mouth, water rushes between my lips, filling my lungs, and sucking the life frommybody.
My last thought is …Deke, Iloveyou.
ChapterTwenty-Five
Icrashmy fist into his jaw, making him crumble to theground.
“We got it,” Nox calls out, holding his phone tohisear.
Tonight, I had Nox with me when we went to pick Rylie up, because we had some work to do for the club. When I pulled up and saw an asshole freaking out in the back of Schade’s place, I shook him out; found out someone knocked out my woman and took her. Thank fucking Christ we cameearly.
The asshole gave me the model of the car and a partial plate. Then he told me it was a man about Rylie’s age with light blond hair. Part of me was relieved it wasn’t JK. The other part wants to know who the fuck has mywoman.
“Buzz has the car at the lake. We have to go rightfuckingnow.”
I race to my bike, throw my leg over, and then Nox and I take off like bats out of hell. It doesn’t take us long to get there, but looking around, we don’t see anyonethere.
I turn off the bike and hop off, looking out at thewater.
Bubbles come from about twenty feet fromthebank.
“Don’t fuckin’ move!” Nox calls out, pointing his gun at a huge bush. It’s then I see the glint ofagun.
Two figures walk out. The man, I have no fucking clue who he is. The woman,though…
“Where the fuck is she!” I yell, marching up to her as she aims the gunatme.
A shot goes off, and the woman screams as blood splatters my chest. Nox shot the woman’s hand clear fromherbody.
The asshole man with her bends over and pukes right onthespot.
The aunt screams and cries as I move to the man, kicking him in the gut, not giving one shit if he pukes on me. “Where the fuckisshe!”
He looks up at me, nasty shit hanging from his mouth. “Water,” he groans, falling to theground.
