Trust F*ck Kill by Erin Trejo

Author:Erin Trejo [Trejo, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-09T23:00:00+00:00

12

Skye

I held tightly to Brick not wanting to say goodbye to him. It doesn’t feel real. None of this does. Keaton drove and drove only stopping for gas and the bathroom. He tried to get me to eat but my stomach is still far too shaken up for that. He hasn’t spoken much aside from that. He’s been on his phone when we stop but really doesn’t speak to me. I find myself wondering if I made the right choice coming with him. Truthfully, I can’t say that I really wanted to go with Brick although he did say that I wouldn’t have to travel. I’m not sure what all of this means. The bike begins to slow as we pull off the highway. I think we’re somewhere in Texas. The night is cool as he takes a dirt road that looks well traveled. I can hear the booming of music and cheers the closer we get to wherever he’s going. My hands tighten around his waist when I see all the cars and bikes that are lining the dirt parking area. What the hell is this place? Keaton parks and climbs off, holding his hand out to help me off. He pulls his helmet off my head and sets it on the seat.

“Remind me tomorrow we need to get another helmet,” he says gruffly as I run my hands through my hair. Keaton doesn’t watch me like he normally does and for some reason that hurts a little.

“What’s this place?” Keaton lights up a cigarette and blows out a ring of smoke.

“There’s gonna be some shit you see in here and I need you to focus. You ain’t gonna like ninety percent of what you see or what happens but it has to happen. You get me?” Shaking my head, I have no fucking clue what he’s talking about. What the hell is going to happen in there?

“Keaton, I…” My voice trails off as he scratches his jaw, his cigarette hanging between his lips.

“I can’t touch my bank accounts, Skye. I have to make money somehow.” Raising an eyebrow he continues, “Illegal fightin’. I have to go in there and fight for money. I need you to stay focused and whoever I tell you to fuckin’ stand with, you stand with, yeah?” Oh my God. No. He can’t do this! How the hell can he do this?

“What if you don’t win?” His eyes flash darker in the matter of seconds.

“I have no other choice. I need to know you can handle yourself when we get in there. They see one sign of weakness and I won’t be the only one fightin’.” My stomach trembles as he looks at me intently. He wants to know that I can handle it. Hell, he’s going to fight with a bullet hole through his arm for fucks sake! He’s going to fight to keep me safe. This is a goddamn mess.

“What if I just go home?” His brows furrow as he stares into my eyes.

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