Page 99 of Reckless at Westbrook High

I squeeze her throat to shut her up and force her eyes up to mine, silently pleading with her to hear what I’m saying.

I know, Callie.

I fucking know there’s no way Killian kidnapped them and brought them here just for a conversation and a quick divorce.

He’s gonna kill them.

Really fucking soon.

As soon as he’s got Damon’s signature on that piece of paper, they become loose ends, and we both know how he feels about those.

Callie’s brows dip like she gets it and I smirk like I hate her, ignoring the boys’ death stares on my back while I run my thumb over the edge of her jaw.

“You’re mine now, little Kingston,” I tease, slowly sliding one of her hands down to the button on my jeans. “And this? This is all fuckin’ yours.”

Killian laughs quietly and she looks up at me from beneath her lashes, watching me closely while I dip my head to speak over her lips.

“Now.”

As soon as the word leaves my mouth, she rips her gun out from my waistband and we take off running, headed straight for the guard who gagged the boys in the gas station earlier tonight. His eyes widen in shock and Callie shoots him in the leg, knocking him down on his knees to hold the gun to his temple.

“Get the key.”

I shake my head at her audacity but do as I’m told, leaning over to search his pockets for the key for the cuffs. I find it and steal his gun while I’m at it, taking the boys’ car keys as well as the fob for one of the blacked out SUVs parked outside. I snatch Callie’s hand and we run along the edge of the building to get to the other end, but then a gunshot rings out from somewhere behind me and I panic, wrapping my arm around her waist to pull her back behind the stairs. I hide her face in my chest and look around, pulling my head back just as quick when I hear another shot.

Fuck.

“Don’t shoot them, you idiots!” Killian roars, making me jump. “I need them alive.”

Callie releases a breath and I shove all the keys in her hands, rushing her over to the boys so she can get them the fuck out. She starts on Damon and I toss my gun down on Wren’s lap, quickly pulling the gag from his mouth to take his face in my hands.

“I love you, baby.”

He glares and I kiss him, turning around to face the guard moving for Callie like he’s about to fucking grab her. I wrap my hand around the fucker’s throat and shove his ass back, punching him in the jaw before I do the same with his friend. A third guy comes up beside me and I punch him too, freezing where I stand when I come face to face with Killian. He looks mad as hell, and if this little stunt of mine doesn’t get me killed, I don’t know what will. He snatches my shirt to pull my chest to his and I look over my shoulder, taking half a second to check the boys and Callie are gone, but then Wren appears out of nowhere and wraps his hand around the back of my neck, yanking me away from Killian to take me with him. I frown at that, stumbling to keep up with him while he walks me through the door and out towards the SUV they’re about to steal.

“What the fuck are you doing?”

“Lev,” he grits out, digging his nails into my neck while he leans over me to speak in my ear. “Do yourself a favor and shut the fuck up.”

I frown some more and he tosses me through the back door to sit in the middle, jumping in next to me while Kai does the same on my other side. Callie climbs through the driver’s side to jump over onto the passenger seat and Damon jumps in behind her, quickly hitting the gas to speed off towards the highway. A deafening silence follows for what feels like forever and I risk a glance at Callie, only just realizing how pale she looks. Her eyes are glazed over and she’s shaking from head to toe, almost like she’s crashing from an adrenaline rush and it’s only just hitting her.

“Callie..”

“Shut up, Damon.”

“Baby–”

She dry heaves and he curses, yanking on the wheel to pull over onto the side of the road. He jumps out to round the front of the car and she opens the door, barely managing to lean all the way over before she starts to puke. My brows dip and I pull my head back, swallowing when it hits me.

“Fuck, is she–”

“She’s not pregnant, asshole,” Kai mutters, reaching for the handle to pull the back door open. “She gets sick when she’s disgusted with herself.”

He and Wren climb out to go help Damon calm her down and I drop my head in my hands, giving them a few minutes alone before I decide to get out and face the music. Callie sees me first and glances off to the side, chewing her lip ring with something that looks an awful lot like guilt. The stupid girl’s done nothing to feel guilty about and she knows it, but I don’t dare call her out on it. Damon slides his hands around her waist to pull her back to his chest and the twins move to stand either side of her, leaving her dead in the center of their human triangle while I remain on the outside. They say nothing and I look at Wren, immediately wishing I hadn’t when I catch the look on his face.

Anger, confusion, betrayal.. hate.

Fuck, he breaks me.

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