Authors: Maria Macdonald
An Entwined Hearts Novel Book Three
Copyright 2015 Maria Macdonald
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To Maria’s Misfits. Dane’s book is for you. I love you guys and couldn’t ask for a better street/reader team. I adore you all. Thanks for having my back. Always.
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– Wifebeater or vest.
– An affectionate name for a friend or loved one.
– A contemptible person.
“Dane, I just need to know you’re okay. You’ve been gone for five days,” Pea speaks in hushed tones down the phone. Baby Eleanor must be sleeping. “I need you Dane. Eleanor needs her uncle,” she whispers and I feel it like a physical blow hanging my head.
“I know Sunshine, I’m sorry. It’s just work. I have some business to deal with, and I swear I’ll be back,” I explain softly. I hate it when she’s upset. The last thing I want to do is cause her any pain. She’s had enough in her life. Fuck. We’ve all had enough.
“Do you know when you’ll be back?”
I sigh at her words and look toward the barn I’m standing outside of. “Tomorrow. I’ll be back tomorrow, Pea. I swear.”
I hear her exhale of breath. “Good. That’s good to hear Dane. I love you big brother.”
“Love you too Sunshine,” I reply before hanging up the phone. Closing my eyes, I feel a wash of emotion run through my whole body. I love my family. I’m just not sure if I can be what they need anymore. I’m not sure if I can bear this life much longer.
How long am I supposed to fight?
Ever since Nova entered my life again, I’ve been broken. I tried to fix it, but I’m not sure there’s anything to be fixed. I don’t even know what’s broken because she wouldn’t ever be alone with me.
“Fuck!” I roar.
“Mr. Matthews.” I hear a voice behind me and spin around. My face is now completely expressionless and hard. “Everything is ready for you,” Dex informs looking away. Even he’s unsure of me these days.
I nod. “Thank you Dex. This will be quick. Have the car ready to go and clean-up on speed-dial.”
He nods and moves away. “Of course.”
I take the few strides to the barn pulling back the door and letting in what is probably the first ray of light in a week. I can smell urine and shit and what I assume is probably sick. I step inside and shut the door behind me. Unbuttoning my cuffs and rolling up my sleeves, I wonder for a second why I put a shirt on. I stop in front of the limp body that sags forward in the chair, the only thing holding him in place are the ropes.
“Patrick,” I say and his eyes dart up to mine, his face blanching.
“So, you think you’re a surgeon? Let see what you think of
skills. I’m sure you’ll be aware that there are many places you can cut into a body before the person dies?” I smirk as fresh piss runs down his legs and tears stream from his eyes. “You think it’s okay to harm young girls?” His body jerks. “Oh, you think I don’t know what you’ve done? Tut, tut, Patrick. I investigate people thoroughly, and I’m saddened to find out that Soph seems to have been the lucky one when she was younger. Getting away from your more abusive ways because her mother needed her alive and well. I have, however, found out about the other girls.” I start circling his chair. He has a gag in his mouth because I don’t want to hear his excuses.
They all have excuses.
And I have a headache so his screams wouldn’t be welcomed either.
“So Patrick, back to my first question. You think you’re a surgeon? Well, tell me, when I do this…” I push the knife I had in my back pocket into his shoulder, where he stabbed Soph, but I run it in really slowly, trying to cause optimal pain. He screams out, thankfully it’s muffled, so it doesn’t bother my head. “Will that kill you?” I ask laughing. I think he’s sick, but thankfully the gag keeps it in.
“I wanted to make this last, Patrick, but I have to be somewhere tomorrow, and you’ve been waiting for our date for a week already. So this will have to be quicker than I intended. Still I have a few hours.” I pull the knife out of one shoulder and run it into the other.
I have nothing to worry about anymore.
I have nobody to be pure for.
Knowing that I’ll be getting a child molester off the streets
and at that thought, I close my eyes and relax clicking my head from side to side.
“I’m going to enjoy this,” I tell Patrick with a smile.