13. King

Chapter 13

King

As I walk into the control room with Lucky falling behind me, I have a sinking feeling that all my plans are fucked up. It takes everything I have to remain calm and act like I don't have a care in the world. Demon and Eyeball are inside, waiting for us. Squaller is nowhere to be seen. I'm not sure whether to feel relief or more worry.

"Thought you chickened out on us, King," Eyeball says, leaning back in the metal chair, his feet stretched out on an old wooden crate that has the word Ghost Town written on it. Demon is leaned up against the wall, arms crossed against his chest, looking bored.

"Not when I'm this close to watching Dragon's destruction. I've been waiting for years for that motherfucker to feel pain."

"Yet you saved his son. Seems to me, if you wanted him to feel pain, that'd be the way to do it."

My eyebrow shoots up in annoyance as I look at Lucky. I know he can read how I'm feeling clearly. I don't really give a damn. I knew this motherfucker waiting for me meant trouble. "I may hate the asshole, but T was part of my club. He was mad at the bastard and his allegiance was shifting. I thought he may prove useful. I still think he might. You guys just approached me before I decided to test it."

"Why were you late?" Demon asks.

"Fucking hell, am I here for a third degree? I've had this out before. You assholes came to me. I think I've proved my loyalty, but if you're going to give me shit, I'm out of here. I haven't got the time nor the inclination to put up with this crap."

I slap down the bottles I brought. I'm pretty sure they aren't going to help me at this point anyway. Scrambling, I try to come up with a contingency plan. I made alternative plans, but I wasn't expecting this shit.

"There's no leaving, Bro. You and I are going in and having some fun. No need to get so defensive. We have a right to worry about your loyalty."

"I'm not your brother. If this shit keeps up, I'm nothing," I growl.

"You brought drinks?"

"Yeah, I know you sorry motherfuckers have yet to put a mini fridge in this place, so I thought we'd share a beer before the party began. Suddenly, I'm not feeling so happy about this shit, though. So, I think I'll pass. You guys have them."

"You're short one," Demon says, grabbing one and handing another to Eyeball.

"Didn't realize Lucky was joining in. He can drink the third. I'm going to go on in and play with the girls for a bit. You let me know when you're ready to film and get it started," I mutter.

I watch as the two idiots take a drink. With any luck, they'll be out soon. The shit I put in there is supposed to be fast acting. Right now, I'm praying like hell that's true. I need it to knock them out as soon as possible.

"I don't want one. Let's just go in and have some fun with the girls. Demon is ready to tape, right?" Lucky interjects, fucking up all my plans.

I don't have a fucking gun. They pat down outsiders when you hit the front door of the main clubhouse at the bottom of the mountain. Until I "prove" myself, I am still an outsider. I have a feeling their ultimate plan is to use me for this to hurt Dragon more, then slit my throat. I'm not stupid. I can see what they have planned a mile away. I need to figure out how in the hell to get out of here with the girls. I wouldn't be surprised if their intentions were to kill me right before they transport Nicole and Gabby to the clubhouse. That means my time is extremely limited and I might be under more surveillance than originally thought. I sure hope Nicole and Gabby can keep their heads. I'm going to need them to. I have a knife hidden in my boot that is slim enough to go undetected. I can use that on Lucky, but he won't go down easily. I can already tell. I need these two bastards to keep drinking, so at least they are out. I can defeat Lucky, but these two need to be out so they don't rush in to help or sound an alarm.

"Let me take a piss first," I mutter, rubbing the back of my neck.

"Piss in there, let them watch. That should be fun. Hell, you could even piss on the women." Lucky laughs like he thinks that's the funniest thing in the world.

"Fuck that," I huff. "Golden showers are not my thing."

"They can be fun, if done right," Lucky counters, clapping me on the back and trying his best to herd me to the damn door. God, I hate this motherfucker. I leave with him. I know he's already suspicious. I can't allow that to get worse. I need to get the women safe. I rub my forehead and try to think through the tension. I'm going to have to come up with a plan and fast. I'll need one of the women to help me. Nicole would be my pick—that woman has spunk and a fire in her eyes. Dragon might be an asshole, but it's clear he knows how to pick a good old lady. That's all my mother wanted to be. He took that from her, though. I shake my head. I can't let those thoughts rule me. As we walk down the small hall to the room where the girls are, I formulate a quick plan. If I can get one of the girls to get my knife out. They can hide it behind them and give me time to grip it and throw it at Lucky. If I just get it myself, he'll shoot first. There's one rule in war—never bring a knife to a gunfight. My gut says go with Nicole, but I've already noticed from the watching her on the video feed that she has a bad hip. She favors it and it slows her down. What I need done, is going to have to be quick. As I walk in, the girls stare at me, waiting. I think Nicole halfway trusts me, but I can't be positive. I grimace and mouth the word wait to her once my back is turned to the camera and I know Lucky is still behind me, so he can't see. When Lucky steps around me, I hear a small cry. My eyes go to the small blonde cowering behind Nicole. I can see Gabby trembling from here. Lucky walks over to her grabbing by her hair.

"Miss me, blondie?"

Gabby doesn't answer. She's trying to pull away from him. He puts his hands around her neck, pressing to the point that I think he's going to kill her. I tense up and get ready to attack, this is going to go quicker than I thought. I move quickly to stop Nicole from going to help Gabby. I am only going to get once chance here and I can't let her ruin it.

"If you kill her now, you're going to ruin Eyeball's plans," I warn him.

"Eyeball will give me what I want, but don't worry. I'm not going to kill this little cunt. She's going to be my new plaything. You should see how she loves to take my cock. She begs for it and comes so sweetly all over me."

"Fuck you!" She tries to scream, but he's holding her so tight that it comes out more like a croak.

She spits in his face, though, and I have to give the girl her due. Gabby has more fire than I gave her credit for. Most women I know would be crying and trying to hide. Although, once Lucky throws her down on the floor, I can see the horrible bruising around her neck, and I get an idea of where her hatred for him comes from.

"You've already played with her?" I ask mildly, disguising the burning revulsion I feel inside.

"Oh yeah, a couple of times. Bitch takes cock really good—like a pro. Don't worry, King. Her pussy is so tight, you won't mind going after me, even if you don't measure up," he brags.

Nicole moves to lash out at him, but I reach out and grab her arm, restraining her, putting enough pressure on her so she knows not to do anything stupid. I need to get control of this situation. We're not going to have room for error.

"How are we going to do this? You filming, or what?"

He goes out in the hall and pulls in an old, white, plastic outdoor chair that was by the door. He sets it across from the mattress and plops down in it, pulling out his phone. "I'm filming. You pick which bitch you're going to have fun with and then send the other over here to me like a good little dog to lie at my feet. You can film me after that."

God, this asshole makes me want to vomit. I'm going to take a lot of pleasure in ending him. I grab Nicole and spin her around. I can't say anything, but I hope she gets the message that I'm trying to send when I look into her eyes.

"I don't know. Let me take a minute to decide here. I remember what you said about older women," I respond, doing my best to almost purr—which is difficult when I want to kill the motherfucker across from me. Everything about what is going on here turns my damn stomach.

"You bastard," Nicole hisses as I grab her ass and forcibly pull her up against me. She draws her hand back to slap me. I figure with everything she's been through, she deserves to hit something or someone. The woman surprises me, though, as instead of being satisfied with the slap, her hand moves quick as lightning and her nails dig into my jaw and she scratches the fire out of me. Almost immediately, I can feel blood seeping from the wound. I grab her hand. She tries to pummel me with her free hand. I capture both her wrists in my hand and force her to turn around so that her back is to me. I know my grip is painful, but I'm also aware of how carefully Lucky is watching us.

"This one needs taming, but I think I want to see how good your little toy takes a real man's cock," I respond with a smirk, daring the asshole to take me on. I see the moment he realizes what I just said. Anger spreads across his face and I'm praying like fuck he attacks me. Somehow, he reins it in and just shrugs. "You can try. I'll busy myself with Dragon's whore."

"You'll have to save some of her for me, too. I can send a message to Daddy Dearest," I laugh.

I grope her tit, pulling her back against me to make it look like I'm rubbing my cock against her ass, while burying my head into the curve of her neck. Lucky starts cackling like the maniac that he is and continues filming us. I find Nicole's ear and bite down on the lobe. She cries out in shock more than pain—although I'm sure it hurts.

"Leave her alone!" Gabby screams.

Lucky turns his attention to her, taunting the girl with what he thinks is about to come.

"Are you jealous? Don't worry. I have something really special planned for you," he croons.

"I'd rather die!"

I tune them out for a second and concentrate on Nicole. "Need you to distract him. They're waiting outside for us," I whisper. Her body tightens even more than before, but then I feel her relax.

"Lucky, you take this one. I think the other bitch needs to be taught a lesson," I growl. I act as if I push Nicole away from me. She goes, stumbling. Her gaze is on me. She's watching me closely.

Lucky had walked over to Gabby while I was delivering my message to Nicole. I'm glad, because I'm hoping that means he didn't catch on to what I said to Nicole. I was quiet, but we're in the same damn room.

He shoves Gabby down on the floor and kicks her in the side. She cries out in pain, holding her ribs. I walk over to her and pull her up off the floor. She jerks against my hold, but I don't let her escape. Nicole starts screaming, clawing at Lucky like a wild animal. Gabby has tears, but she tries to get away. "I have to help her!" she yells. Lucky punches Nicole. He may have pulled his punch, but I'm not sure. Nicole cries out, falling backward onto the floor.

He starts yelling. I don't really listen to his words. I'm too worried because I know he's likely going to kill her. I have to move fast. I grab Gabby and force her to look at me. "I'm going to get his attention. There's a knife in my boot. When I tell you to get on your knees, act like you're doing exactly what I say. Take out my knife and slide it up to me."

I wish I could do this differently, but this is my only option. If I do it, he'll see me. I'll lose the luxury of surprise and he'll have time to hurt—or kill—Nicole. This is my only option. I worry again that Lucky might catch on, but, thankfully, Nicole is still screaming so loudly that it is a wonder Gabby could even hear me. I know she did, however, because she's calm now.

"Okay," she mouths out, her words lower than a whisper.

"Lucky! If you don't tape this, we won't have shit to send back to Dragon. Get the video of me, and then I'll make one of you as you make his bitch pay."

"Fuck," he hisses, kicking Nicole again, reaching down and dragging her over to his chair by her hair.

"Dragon is going to slice you up piece by piece!" she hollers.

"Shut up, you stupid cunt. I'm going to feed you to Dragon bite by bite before I do to him exactly what he did to my father."

"Your father?" Nicole asks. Lucky smirks at her but doesn't answer.

"Get on with it, King," he orders.

Gabby holds my gaze. She's trying to be brave, yet I can see the fine tremor running through her.

"On your knees," I order.

"What if I say no?" she questions.

"Then I'll make you," I respond, playing along. I know Lucky is watching her closely. I see the way his eyes are boring into us. The fact that she's not fighting me—like she did him—is pissing him off. There's a part of me that wants her to resist more. I'm afraid Lucky will figure shit out too soon.

Gabby lets out an annoyed sigh and then drops to her knees. Lucky starts to move and I'm thinking the worst. Then she shocks me. "If you try to put anything near my mouth, I'll bite it off," she snarls.

My eyebrow goes up and I don't think Gabby is kidding. She doesn't trust me and, considering where she's at, she shouldn't. I'm not the enemy, but she doesn't truly know that. It's good she is wary.

"You bite my dick, and you won't have teeth when I'm done, Gabby."

"It'd be worth it," she mutters.

"It wouldn't. I'd pull them out one by one. The best thing for you to do is go along with what's about to happen. I can make sure you find some pleasure in it. If you don't …" I shrug as if I don't give a fuck. "I can find my own pleasure in your pain."

Lucky barks out a laugh and Nicole looks up at him, while holding the side of her face. Even from this distance, I can tell there is swelling and blood. Jesus, this is getting out of control.

I bring the foot with my knife in front of us, so it's hidden by her body. I nudge her knee with it and see the minute she understands. "Hold my leg like a good little girl and wait for your present."

She puts her hand on my leg. I watch as she takes a deep breath and then her fingers slide under my pants leg. He can't see what she's doing, but I know that it's awkward. I undo my belt with a smirk in Lucky's direction.

"Get on with it. This shit is taking too long. Just throw the bitch on the floor and fuck her. We don't have time for this bullshit."

I can feel the knife moving from the holster and when she takes it from under my pants, I can see the glint of the blade.

"You're a spoilsport, Lucky. You've already had your fun. I deserve mine, too."

"Have it later. Let's get this show on the road."

I stand up, leave the button done on my pants, but unzip my pants like I'm about to whip out my dick. I reach down to get the knife, but she clutches it to her breast. I furrow my brow in frustration, wondering what in the hell she's doing. She stands up, backs away from me.

"Gabby—"

Before I can say anything else, she takes off screaming, clutching the knife in her hand and charging like she's going to war.

"What the fuck?" Lucky yells.

Before he can do or say anything else, Gabby falls against him and slams my knife down into his face. Lucky slings her off him, but Nicole is charging at him from over by the mattress. I was so engrossed in what Gabby did, I missed seeing Nicole go back to the mattress. She's got some kind of metal pipe in her hand and just as Gabby lands on the floor, Nicole slams the metal into Lucky again and again. Alarms start blaring, and I grab Nicole as Lucky falls to the floor. I kick him in the balls and reach down and take his gun. I aim it to shoot the motherfucker, but as I release the trigger, Nicole grabs me. "We have to go. I hear them!" she exclaims.

My shot goes awry and instead of shooting him in the head, it hits him in the shoulder. I get in front of the women. "Stay behind me and do not fall behind. We have to get out of here quick, or we're dead," I growl. I tear open the door. Eyeball and Demon come running and I start shooting. They duck around the corner and take cover. "Go that way. Turn left when the hall ends," I order. They take off and I continue to face the men, shoot, and jog backward. I shoot again, hitting Demon. I have no idea how bad it is, but I shoot my last bullet and then take off running. Catching up with the girls, I practically drag them out the side door that I left unlocked early this morning. We're not out of the woods. I just hope the alarms have Dragon and Skull close by and ready to help us get the fuck out of here.