Page 21 of Dirty Little Convict
Molly cringes. “Yeah, maybe it’s best to leave the big man out of this one.”
NINETEEN
HUXLEY
Christmas came and went without any joy, we didn’t have a tree. None of us celebrated the New Year. The three of us have been existing but not really living. None of us mentions her name. Ever since Kin was released we all made a pact to never look back and just move forward. We’ve been living in the cabin, out of all the nice houses they own we chose to remain here because it reminds us of her.
Stone and I have been burying ourselves in work. With Kin to keep distracted, we never got involved much with all the companies or the investments his grandfather made to form their wealth, but it’s not like we have much to do to keep our minds occupied these days.
“We’re leaving tomorrow,” Kincaid announces, drawing our attention to him. I cut a glance at Stone and raise a brow. He shrugs a shoulder.
“Why?” I ask.
Kin turns away from us and gazes out the window. “Because we can’t keep living in the past. My name is cleared now. I hired the best lawyers to helpherwith her hearing and from what they tell me her case went well and she will serve no time. But, wecan’t keep living out here with the memories of her being here with us.”
I remain silent while Stone sighs and nods. “You’re right.”
“Where are we going?” I ask.
Kin shrugs. “Anywhere but here. Finish what you’re working on and then go pack. I hear the house in Aspen is nice this time of year, so we might go there.” I don’t say it because I know we are all thinking it, Aspen is a long fucking way from Lennon.
Stone and I finish our reports in silence. Once I’m done, I pack my laptop up, then head to my room to pack. It’s not like we won’t ever come back here some day, but I personally won’t come back for a really long time. Stone doesn’t even sleep in his bed anymore, he sleeps in my room every night because he says his bed smells like her.
Every night we lose ourselves in each other but neither of us want to admit that there is now a void between us and that void is a green-eyed, brown-haired beauty that is currently living her best life in college mere hours away from us… soon to be a plane fucking ride away from us.
I spend the rest of the evening packing my bags without any thought until I find my mask in one of my drawers. I stare down at it, remembering how amazing it felt to chase her ass down every night, knowing that she would submit to us and allow us to use her like a filthy whore and loved every minute of it.
“I’m beat,” Stone says as he enters the room. I close the drawer and nod. He and I silently undress, then climb into bed. There was never this divide between us before and I begin to worry we will never be able to fill it, because there was only one person who could complete us.
“Do you think she ever thinks about us?” His question stumps me for a second.
“Yeah, I do.”
“Do you think we’re wrong for staying away?”
I exhale slowly before answering. “We drugged her, chained her up, fucked her like savages and then she nearly died because of us. I think it’s the least we can do is stay away, even if it fucking hurts.”
Stone is silent for a long while and I begin to think he’s fallen asleep until he speaks. “I love her, Hux.”
“I know.”
“Does it bother you?” His tone is tinged with worry and I can’t help but smile.
“Does it bother you that I love her too?”
He chuckles. “They say you never forget your first and she was yours.”
I elbow the fucker in the ribs. “You were hers.”
“Yeah, but I also knew she loved you and my dad even back then, and it never bothered me. I was fucking happy because that meant I didn’t have to give her up for you or you for her and sharing her with my dad never bothered me either.” I open my mouth to answer but then snap it closed when the lights shut off.
“Fuck, must be a fuse,” I say as I climb out of the bed. Stone follows my lead. As I open the door I spot Kin across the hall with his phone light on.
“Power must have tripped,” he says.
“Yeah, let me get a shirt then I’ll come help—” Before I can finish speaking, the sound of something dragging along the wooden floor near the living room draws our attention. Kin shuts off his light and the second he does a strange pink light can be faintly seen. The three of us quietly make our way toward the living room, ready to beat the shit out of whoever the fuck thought it would be a good idea to try break in and rob us, but the instant we all enter the living room we freeze.
“The fuck,” I breathe out at the sight in front of us. A woman wearing a mask like ours but with pink LED lights stands there with… it’s hard to make out in the dark but it looks like a fuckingmachette. She’s wearing a black hoodie and dark pants but that’s about all I can make out in this lighting.
