Devious Revenge (11 page)

                                Chapter 38

Alan pulls back in a hurry before pulling me off the bar. He quickly turns to the rows of bottles behind me as I start stacking glasses.

Brian wanders in a few seconds later as I let out a sigh of relief.

“I heard about your mom. I’m sorry.” The words coming out of Brian’s mouth shake me. He’s never been sorry for a damn thing in his life, but he is
now
?

“I appreciate that.” With a quick nod, I turn back to the glasses.

One by one I stack them on top of each other and set up for the night.

“Alan, we need to talk.” Glancing up, I can see his eyes on me the whole time. I wonder if he knew what we were doing. Or if Robby has already talked to him?

No, he would have been on me if that was the case.

Breaking the little stare down we were having, Alan walks out to the front.

I watch the two as they make their way to the farthest table from the bar.

I don’t really care what they’re talking about. Phase two of the plan seems to be playing out perfectly in my book.

Grabbing the bottle of Jack, I pour myself a glass. Trying to look busy is easy around here.

The first of our nightly customers wander in ordering up the usual.

As the night drags on, the one person I don’t see, is Robby.

I don’t know if that’s a good sign or not, but something in my bones tells me to be leery.

“How’s the tips tonight?” Brian’s voice startles me as he slaps a hand across my ass.

“About the same.” His smile would be pleasant enough if he wasn’t a rapist pig. It’s bright and inviting. I can see why he had all the girls after him.

“We were talking, and since you’re taking up the slack of Lisa, we’re giving you a raise.” I almost choke on the air I breathe. I didn’t see
that
coming.

“That’s very nice of you. Thank you.” Blowing out a breath of relief, I can feel him behind me. At least it wasn’t about Robby.

“I thought it was
very
nice of me. I think a little appreciation may be in order.” Feeling his dick against my ass, I smile. I know what he wants, and I’ll gladly give it just to watch him suffer in the end.

“I think I agree.” Whispering over my shoulder, he presses harder against me.

“I’m sending Alan home early tonight.” Those six little words kill every plan I had for tonight.

Tonight was supposed to be Alan’s last. Now, I have to come up with a new one.

“I think I like that idea.”

                                   Chapter 39

As I put away the last of the clean glasses, I see Alan storming out the door. I know Brian just sent him home and I hate it.

I wanted nothing more than to put phase two into motion, but yet again these goddamn French boys have fucked me.

Setting the last of the bottles on the shelf, I turn to see Brian grinning by the end of the bar.

“Did you guys have a good night?” Trying to make the conversation all about work is worth a try, right?

“Oh, we had a good night. We are about to have a better night though.” The look in his eyes sets off that internal alarm we all have. Something is off, and I can feel it.

“Me and you right?” Smiling, I walk toward him before he shakes his head. What the hell does he mean
no
?

“I thought we would have fun, like old times.” My heart wants to slam right through my ribs. That familiar taste of vomit now litters my mouth.

The door opens again, and Alan and Jimmy walk in.

This
can’t be
happening. They knew the
whole time
? There’s no way. I know Brian; I know the way he works. He would have never waited this long to kill me.

“Miss me?” Jimmy smirks before Brian grabs me.

“We heard Jimmy got a little chat from the sheriff. You almost ruined one of our favorite dealers.” Brian’s words slam into me. I feel as if I was thrown into a brick wall.

The air leaves my lungs as he pulls me toward the pool tables.

“I didn’t say anything to the sheriff!” In truthfulness, I didn’t.

“Oh, I know, but you did call the police, which lead them to the dead mother, which lead them to Jimmy.” Shaking my head, I don’t understand.

“I didn’t say a word about Jimmy though!” Trying to protest, it does me no good.

“What’s the difference now? Jimmy’s been cleared, mom’s dead. Let’s just make this party right, shall we?” Brian shoves me roughly onto the pool table. My eyes wander between the three of them.

I can see the sadness in Alan, but he was always a follower.

“It’s not like we all haven’t been in that before, right?” Brian grabs my skirt and rips it off my body before moving to my panties.

The sad thing about this whole situation is, that they won’t get the rise out of me that they expect. I’ve become so numb that I can barely feel them near me.

Brian climbs on the table ready to hold me down, but I don’t move.

“Are you going to make this easy for
us
?” Looking at me in amusement, I turn the other way.

Brian grips my face roughly in his hands before yanking it back to look at him.

“I like the
fight
you little bitch!” Growling at me, I grin. He wants a fight that he’s not going to get.

Jimmy climbs up on the table to my right before I feel a sharp pain in my side. I start to scream from the burn that flows through me, but Brian’s mouth now covers mine.

I wonder if this is the end for me. Is this what my life’s come down to?

                                 Chapter 40

A few more groans and thrusts, and I feel Alan finish. He rolls off me quickly as the other two laugh and drink.

My body cries out in pain, but I won’t let them see me break. They saw it once before, never again.

Rolling over, I want to pass out. I want to throw up and run but none of that is happening.

“Be here on time tomorrow!” Brian chuckles behind me as I push myself up off the table. Sliding to the edge, I climb off before my legs give out.

My knees slam onto the floor, shooting even more pain through me.

As much as I’d like to lay here and curl into a ball, I know I can’t.

I hear Alan talking to Brian before he cuts him off. He actually wanted to help me get outside.
What a gentleman
.

Grabbing my skirt, I force myself to my feet and make it to the backroom.

As quickly as I can, I pull what’s left of my clothes on, and grab my things before heading out the back door.

The cool night air hits my skin before I throw up. Sweat beads on my forehead as the stab wounds that they so selectively placed burn like a fire.

Wiping my mouth on my arm, I drag my abused body down the alley and away from the bar.

I know I need to call Drew, but I can’t be this close to work when I do it. He would go in there and ruin everything.

After I’ve made it down a few blocks, I pull my phone out and dial.

“Hannah. Where are
you
? You’re
late
.” He sounds pissed, but that’s the last thing on my mind right now.

“I need you to come get me. Is Janey asleep?” Tears fall freely now as I try to talk.

“Yeah. Where are you?” The tone in his voice is like he already knows somethings wrong.

“On Everly.” Choking it out between the tears, the line goes dead.

The world spins around me as I drag myself to a bench. I curl up as small as I can to hide away in myself. It never worked before, but when I was younger it made me feel safer.

It does little to help me now.

How did I let this happen again? Why didn’t I fight them?

Remembering what Robby said to me, that’s why. I won’t let them get near Janey.

She has such a short amount of time before she can get out of here and go off to college. I won’t let them take her as revenge to me.

Closing my eyes, I almost wish I was dead.
Almost
.

If I was, who would kill those bastards? I want it more now, than I ever have.

                                      Chapter 41

Waking up, I’m dizzy and sore. My head rests on something hard, but warm.

Looking up, I see Drew sound asleep. I don’t remember him ever coming to get me. I must have passed out.

Trying to shift, his arm comes down to stop me.

“I stitched you. You should be still.” He stitched
me
?

What the hell is he talking about?

“What do you mean?” His chuckle vibrates through me before I slide off him. He was right, I shouldn’t have moved.

Rolling onto my back, I let out a sigh as it feels easier to breathe.

“Stab wounds. One was pretty deep. You needed to go to a hospital, but I knew that was off limits. I stitched the worst one, bandaged the others.” Rolling my head to the side, I look at the smile on his face.

“Thank you.” Nodding his head slightly, he moves closer to me.

“I want to ask the obvious question here, but I also know you won’t give me that answer. I want to take care of this for you. I don’t understand why you won’t tell me what I want to know. As fucking annoying as that is for me, I do have one surprise for you though.” Pressing his lips to my forehead, I revel in the fact that he isn’t mad or pushing me for information.

“What is it?” His smile brightens before he sighs.

“That little Robby problem you had. It isn’t a problem anymore.” As much as I want to scream at him for doing it, I know I can’t.

“You took care of that didn’t you?” His grin widens as he nods his head. Resting his forehead against mine, I savor this moment.

“He won’t be an issue anymore.” Looking at his closed eyes, I smile. How did I get him? How did I get the one twisted person that would kill for me?

“Open your eyes.” Whispering against his lips, he does just that.

“You did that for me. You didn’t have to, but you did. I’m forever grateful for that. You made sure my sister was safe, not just me. That means everything to me.” His lips press gently against mine before moving back.

“You mean everything to me, Han. In this sick twisted game, we call life, I’m finding it harder for me to deny.” His words are meant as a kind gesture but the reality of it is clear.

We are the sick twisted part of this life. We are the ones that plant the seeds of the future, sick, and twisted.

The one thing I can plan on in the future, is that no one will be wrecked by the assholes that broke me.

“I’m going to make them all pay.” Drew smiles that devilishly good looking smile.

“I think that turns me on. Don’t exclude me, Han. They are trying to take the rest of you from me, and I won’t let them have it. Everything you have left in you, belongs to me.”