Page 44 of Venom
Holy…
Anger spears through me, the need to grab my phone and call Venom pulling me, but I hold off, knowing I need to go through with this first.
I honestly thought it was Ivy and Venom’s mama.
“Good night, Bucks,” Kenny murmurs before he slices a knife across Bucks' neck, and I flinch at the amount of blood that pours as the man tries to stop the bleeding with his hands as he panics before he falls to the floor, choking on his own blood.
Bile rises, but I swallow it down, knowing this won’t be the last time I see something like this.
I need to grow a backbone. Even after all the men I’ve killed, I still squirm at the sight of blood, but I need to get used to it, at least until all the Hyenas are gone and daddy is avenged.
Taking a silent deep breath, I clutch the pole tighter and, as quietly as I can, I move from my hiding spot.
“Ah, so the killer emerges,” Kenny says as he wipes away his knife.
I don’t flinch. I'm not so shocked that he knew I was here. He’s apparently the enforcer of their little gang, but I’m not scared of him, and I know he’s about to freeze, which I can and will use to my advantage.
“Yes, she does,” I say coldly, causing him to spin around quickly, shock written all over his face, and I don’t hesitate.
I lift the pole high and swing hard, hitting his head.
He grunts and falls to the floor, and I don’t pause, already knowing the consequences if I do.
I scream out and begin to thrash, and he quickly grips my hair, lifts my head, and then suddenly pain hits me hard as he smashes my head against the concrete, and dizziness consumes me when he does it two more times for good measure, and I feel a crunch in my nose.
Trying to breathe through the pain despite only being able to taste blood, I go to kick out again, but instead I gasp out a scream as sharp, shooting pains spread through my spine as something sharp drags down my back. I begin to tremble, my eyes blacking out, the pain too much to handle, before my head is smashed again against the concrete. My fight is gone, my body hurting too much to move as it goes numb before I feel my jeans and panties move past my ankles. I know what is about to happen.
My spine tingles, the scars on my back a permanent reminder of my mistake that day but I ignore it like always when I remember what happened and I swing my pole again and hit Kenny again hard causing his body to go limp on the concrete next to Bucks’ body and to ensure he’s definitely dead, I hit him again and again before stepping back as I breathe heavily and look at yet another dead body.
Kenny’s brown eyes are open wide, blood pouring from his head, the same blood that is now stained on my metal pole.
Speaking up, I knew would distract him because he thought their killer was a male and I smirk, despite the itching that is consuming me like always after a kill.
None of their little gang thinks agirlcan hurt them, and that will be their downfall.
“See you in hell, jackass!” I spit before I spin on my heels and rush out of the alleyway they’ve now dubbed their new hole in the wall to sell their gear or, as Kenny decided, to kill someone ten minutes out of the Dark Angel’s territory, needing to scrub my body.
An hour later, I close my eyes as I drop my head, allowing the shower to wash away the blood.
If I open my eyes, I know I’ll see red, I always see red, even if no blood gets on me, the red blinds my vision and I know it’s guilt consuming me for what I’d just done and sometimes, if they plead, I see their ghost for a few days which is when I’ll throw myself into work and school.
How can I feel guilt for ridding this world of their evil, of ridding the men who killed my dad?
Some are just looking for a place to belong, they didn’t kill daddy, the little voice whispers, and I flinch, hating that it comes out at times like this, times I’m struggling with what I’ve just done.
“You’ve got a heart of gold, kitten.”
Venom’s words echo from a week ago, and my tears fall because of how wrong they really are. I did have a heart of gold when my father was alive, and my crush on Venom was the most daring thing I’d ever done in my life. Since losing Daddy, I’ve slowly lost myself in my revenge, and I don’t know how to climb out of the ditch I’ve dug, not that I want to.
I’ve got Hayden right where I want him.
His sole focus is on me and the more I prance around so to speak, the more furious he gets and that is what I need right now, especially since I tried to stay off his radar until I knew I was strong enough to destroy him. But the more Venom imbeds himself in my life, something he has never done before, the more the teenage me is crying for me to hold onto that even if it is a ploy to get me out of his sisters life or at least that’s why I think he is.
I slowly lift my head to the water, allowing it to run down my face, before I turn around and lean against the shower wall. Then, ever so slowly, I slide down the wall, not once opening my eyes as my tears get washed away with the water, hiding my pain and my shame.
Pushing Ivy away, the girls, even Venom, is for the best. The more I kill, the more I lose myself and the person I was, and when Hayden’s time comes, it won’t be pretty on both sides. I know I’ll suffer before he dies and that I’ll be unrecognizable.
Those are the consequences I’m willing to live with, even if it means I’m alone.
