The Ink Romance Series by Bridget Taylor

Author:Bridget Taylor [Taylor, Bridget]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-30T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Time seemed to tick by slowly. Even the silence in the room is afraid to make the slightest noise. Our breaths, or my breaths, are wracking my lungs, the noise is deafening to my ears, but not heard to anyone else.

“Don’t make a sound, or…” Chase whispers by rubbing his shaft on my thigh, waiting to intrude like an enemy of war.

A knock pounds fiercely on my bedroom door. “Leslie, you have everyone worried! Open the door!” The metal knob rattles, showing the attempts of Kane trying to get in.

“Shhhh…” Chase puts his finger over his lips and keeps his palms over my mouth. He proceeds to slide his other hand up the bumps of my spine until he can wrap it around my throat. The unexpected move makes my hands fly to his, clawing at them because I can’t breathe.

I choke from the constriction. My vision is already hazy, but I can’t tell if the black dots are from the drugs or the lack of air.

“Shut up!” Chase whispers a little too loudly.

A loud splintering explosion fills the air, chunks of wood fly everywhere, hitting the walls and bed. The hinges from the door groan as pieces are still hanging on by a thread. Chase’s hand disappears from my throat and mouth as Kane rips him from me. Water pours from my eyes at the sudden urgency for air. I cough and rasp from feeling like I swallowed a million lit matches all at once.

“I’m going to kill you.” Kane’s face is hardly recognizable. He is so close to Chase’s face that they could kiss, but Kane rears his head back, slamming it into Chase’s nose.

Chase cries out, blood dripping down his face, but Kane doesn’t stop. He is blinded with rage. Fist after fist hammers into Chase’s face. Bones are broken, and blood stains his face. I didn’t even recognize him, or what I can see off him. Everything is still fuzzy.

“Kane.” It hurts to say his name from the damage done to my throat. The attempt to speak sounds more like a sigh than an actual word.

After Kane hears my voice, it’s like he is brought out of his murderous rage, like he was lost in another world, he drops Chase’s unconscious body with a hard thud. He runs to the side of the bed, lifting his hands to touch me, but he’s afraid to. His knuckles are bruised and busted, bleeding, or maybe covered in Chase’s blood; probably both.

“Leslie? Crazy? Oh my God.” Kane’s hands shake as he reaches to touch me, but he doesn’t know where. It’s like he’s afraid I’ll turn to dust.

“Your lip is bleeding and your…I’ll get your robe.” Kane stands and starts walking to the bathroom to get a rag along with my robe.

When he comes back, he squats again, gently placing the rag on my bottom lip. I can’t stop the whimper that escapes.

“I’m sorry, Crazy. It’s…I…you.” His voice clogs with emotion. “The police are on their way.”

I rasp, “How?”

“Shh, don’t talk.

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