Devious Revenge (12 page)

                                  Chapter 42

I took a little time to let my body heal before I went back to work.

The mood has been off around the bar, and I can only think that they know about Robby.

My plans for Alan have been put on a temporary hold until I can get Jimmy out of the way.

If that little bastard thought he was off scot free, he has another thing coming. In fact, I have special plans for him this evening.

The night has gone by pretty well, all things considered. Brian just grins at me, but Alan looks devastated.

I don’t know if what he said to me before was really the truth, but it seems to me that it was.

I finish up with my work and head toward the door when Alan stops me.

“Are you ok?” Glaring at him, I have to wonder if he can be serious right now. They
raped me
and
stabbed me
.

“Do I look ok, Alan?” Shaking his head slowly, he runs his hand over his face.

“I’m sorry, Hannah. You know I don’t dare go against him. This place is all I have.” Checking over his shoulder for Brian, he turns back to me.

“Yeah. I get it.” Forcing a tear from my eye, he reaches up to wipe it. I jerk away before he grabs my face in his hands.

“I mean it. I didn’t want to hurt you.” Pressing his lips to mine, I contemplate losing my lunch all over him but resist the urge.

Alan pulls back, smiling at me.

“Everything will work out. Just stay out of his way.” Nodding my head, I walk quickly through the door.

Wiping at my mouth, I spit on the ground outside. I thought I could handle all of this but after what they did to me for the
second time
, I’m not so sure.

Making my way to Jimmy’s house, I hum to myself. Soft and sweet, that’s what I’ve always wanted.

I wanted that in a mother, father, and boyfriend. Any form I could get it, but in the end, I was left with shame, guilt, and hurt.

Peeking around the corner, I see Jimmy isn’t home. I smile to myself because that just makes my plan that much easier.

Shoving the back window up, I hoist myself in.

Kicking the garbage around his house, I wonder how I even slept with this idiot.

“Such a fucking pig, Jimmy.” Climbing over his trash, I head to the bathroom.

I look around for the broken lamp that I know he has. I’ve tripped over the fucker more times than I care to count.

Pulling the wire free from the base, I set it back up, so he won’t notice it was tampered with before I go hide in the hall closet.

                                   Chapter 43

Leaning my head against the wall in the closet, I wait for Jimmy to come home.

I think about how I got here, to this point in my life. How I have become so dead inside?

Growing up, I never once thought that I would turn into something so fierce and uncaring.

I was always a thoughtful child. Now, I’m a monster. A monster that was made by the actions of others. My whole life has come down to this, me hiding in the closet, just to kill again.

Killing wasn’t always a part of the plan, but it was the easiest. Did I think about turning them in? Sure, but why?

Who would have believed me even if I did tell? My mother was a drunken high mess, and I was just the town whore, or so I was labeled.

Hearing a noise, I sit up slightly and listen intently. I can hear Jimmy moving around the house going through his normal routines. Luckily for me, I know that routine.

Hearing the shower turn on, I smile. He’s finally going to get what he deserves.

Listening closely, I wait a few more minutes to make sure he’s in there before I move.

Pushing the closet door open slightly, I peek around to double check. The bathroom door is open, just like I expected it to be.

I move about like a ghost. So quiet and undetectable.

Grabbing the lamp, I pull the wire so the bulb swings freely in my hand. Smiling at that magnificent glow that comes from the bulb, I walk into the bathroom.

Sneaking the plug into the socket, I yank the shower curtain back.

“What the hell!” Jimmy squeals like a little girl before he looks at me.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Swinging the bulb around in my hand, he looks down at the standing water that his cheap ass shower doesn’t drain, before coming back to look at me.

“I don’t think that’s the right question.” Looking him in the eyes, I want to know why he did it. Why did he hurt me like that?

“I didn’t want to, Hannah. Brian said that if I didn’t, he would fuck my business.” Rolling my eyes, I glare at him.

“I’m so sick of hearing Brian made me do this, Brian made me do that. I thought you were different, Jimmy. I thought you understood that pain that I carried around with me from them.” Shaking his head, I guess I was always wrong.

“He hates you. I don’t know why, but he does. I just went with it.” Holding his hands up, I step closer. I can see the fear in his eyes and I thrive off it.

“Yeah. Seems there are a lot of people that hate me these days. I figured after I took care of Lisa they would back down, but that only seemed to make it worse.” His eyes widen as he looks at me.

“You did that? You killed her?” As if that was a big shock to him, I smile.

“I will get to them also, but first, there is the issue of you. You
did
stab me after all.” Jimmy shakes his head before I swing the bulb around.

Slamming it down into the water the bulb shatters. Shards fly, and so do the sparks.

I step back and watch, as Jimmy fries. Literally!

I take a small amount of pride in what I accomplished tonight.

Who knew watching a man fry in his own shower would make someone so horny? Damn, I need to get to Drew.

                                      Chapter 44

Sitting on the bench at the old bus stop, I watch the firefighters put out the fire at Jimmy’s. Who knew there was a gas leak as well?

They scramble around with their hoses, but I just take in the flames.

“There’s a beauty in fire. The way it dances, the way it moves.” Drew puts his arm around my shoulder before I smile.

“I’ve always been fascinated by it. I’ve never actually tried it, but I think it’s beautiful.” Drew chuckles as I lay my head on his shoulder.

“The angry black smoke filters through the air. Sometimes it chokes you, sometimes it floats right by. It’s like a figment of our imaginations. Some see the devil in the fire. Do you know what I see?”  Looking over at Drew, I wait for him to tell me.

“I see futures. I see all the mundane things that exist in this world. Fire can destroy, but they can rebuild. Nothing is ever really lost to them.” The words that Drew says to me always intrigue me. He always has a way with words that make sense to me, even if no one else does.

“Are you lost, Drew?” Turning his head to look at me, he shakes his head.

“Not when I’m near
you
. You’re like gravity, you hold me in place. When I’m not near you, I feel like I’m floating away. It scares me at times, and I don’t get scared, Han. I don’t like the things that you’re doing to me. I’m in control, I’m the controller, but with you -.” His words trail off. He doesn’t finish, but I know.

As strange as this may sound to others, this is what we feel. I feel it, he feels it. It’s real to us.

“Jimmy huh? I didn’t see that one coming.” Laying my head back on his shoulder, he rests his against mine.

“You know, I didn’t either. A long time ago I thought Jimmy understood me. I thought he could relate in some strange way to what I was going through, but in reality, he couldn’t.” Rubbing his hand up and down my arm, Drew sighs.

“We’re a special kind, Han. Not everyone can understand us. Not everyone will be able to relate to the way our minds work. Take that fire for example. They see it as devastating and a tragedy. We see it as a beauty that was a means to an end. It was a piece of your puzzle as it comes into place. I can see that, Han.” Sighing against him, I know he’s right.

There are so many things that I’m doing that people would view as wrong, but in Drew’s eyes, he knows it’s right.

Revenge can be devious, if carried out a certain way.

“You want to go home?” Drew kisses the side of my head as I snuggle deeper into him.

“Not yet. I want to enjoy the rest of the show first.” Drew chuckles but doesn’t let me go.

I stay here tangled in his embrace. The one that has become my safety net. Drew means more to me than he will ever know.

                                 Chapter 45

Coming home is bittersweet for me today. What is home anyway?

I used to believe that it was where family was, but that quickly changed.

I walk around the house while Drew takes a shower. Peeking into Janey’s room, she’s sound asleep.

I walk as gently as I can across the squeaky floor and kneel next to her bed. Brushing a piece of hair away from her face, I smile.

“I hope you know how much you mean to me, Janey. Everything I’m doing isn’t just for me. I want you to be safe too. I want you to have the world, and I will do whatever it takes to give it to you.” Kissing her cheek, I stand and look at her.

“I think she knows how much you love her.” Turning to see Drew standing there in nothing but a towel, my mouth goes dry.

He’s a beautiful sight to behold.

With a smile I walk into his waiting embrace. He wraps his arms around me before lifting me.

His lips are warm against mine as he kisses me. Carrying me into the bedroom, I never want to let him go.

“I want to do something different tonight.” Whispering against my lips, he moves to trail kisses down my neck.

“Like what?” Kicking the bedroom door closed, he slams me against it. His body grinds against me as the heat inside me rises.

Reaching down, Drew drops his towel to the floor before sliding the t-shirt I’m wearing up my thighs.

“Wrap your legs around me and don’t let go.” Feeling his rock hard dick slide into me, I do as I’m told. Locking my legs at the ankle, Drew grabs my arms pinning them above my head with one hand.

His free hand runs over my cheek before shoving his finger into my mouth. I greedily suck it as I feel him twitch inside of me.

The harder I suck, the higher he gets. I can feel his body shudder with every flick of my tongue.

Yanking his finger free, his hand moves to my hip as he begins to buck against me. His hips rock and roll as he thrusts deeply inside of me.

“I want to touch you.” Knowing that he binds my hands almost every time we have sex, I take the chance to tell him.

He leans back, looking me in the eyes before slowly letting go of my wrists.

It’s like he’s unsure of everything. He’s unsure of me. He’s unsure of giving me that little bit of control.

Bringing my hands to his neck, I slowly run one down each side as his head tilts back. Leaning in, I press light kisses to his throat, feeling the vibration of the groans that he’s releasing.

Snapping his head back up, he locks his eyes with mine.

“Touch me, Han.” The growl that rips through him spurs me on. The way his hands are digging into my hips, slamming me further down onto his thickness, makes me lose control.

My nails dig into his skin as he pounds so deeply that I want to keep him there.

Feeling him explode inside of me is the most amazing feeling. I don’t know that I can ever get used to it.

“Damn, Han. You feel so good.” Kissing my neck, I lose myself in Drew.