8. Nitro

EIGHT

NITRO

I get back to the house quickly, I need a shower, and I need to get my head straight. Ares is right I'm thinking with my dick, not my head.

"Did you find anything?" I ask Nyx who's on the laptop with Tic sat next to him smoking a joint. "Does her story match up?" If Nyx can find something that proves she's telling us the truth, then we have a reason to save her.

"Nothing. I have no missing person report, no car accident, nothing." Nyx looks up at me, as I rub the towel through my hair to dry it. "I can't even find her on the system."

I sit down taking the joint from Tic. What the fuck is happening here? How can someone's whole life be erased? She's even living in a world where she believes all this is true, or someone made sure she has no one in this world. But why?

"What is happening here?" I ask.

"Don't know, but she's on someone's hit list, and they're not stopping until they find her," Nyx replies, and I look over at Tic fiddling with her phone.

"Anything on there?" I point to the phone.

"Nothing, there is a video on there, but you can't make anything out. It's too dark, the guys have masks on. So yeah she filmed something, but nothing to point to who they are." Nyx pushes the laptop away, and leans back drinking his beer. "Not sure what we should-"

"We can't just leave her, someone is trying to kill her." I snap, run my hand through my hair, as I take in a a toke of the joint. Nyx stares at me for a moment, and smiles. "Fuck off." I snap at him, I know he's thinking the same thing as Ares.

"Okay, if she wants us to protect her, we will. Safe house?" Nyx asks. I nod my head because she's not staying where she is, it's not safe, even if two of us are there watching her all the time it won't be safe for her.

"Can Wesley ask Owen to see if she can have the room above the pub? We can keep an eye on her there, and still be at work." I throw the idea out there. She will be close and Owen has helped Wesley before when Wesley needed to keep someone safe.

"I'll call him, I also want to talk to her about the timeline of her whole story. Why is someone trying to erase her? She knows something, but she's clearly forgotten about it. We need answers to the million questions we have," Nyx says, then he looks at his watch, takes his phone out and calls Wesley. "We leave as soon as I'm off the phone, we have work in a few hours." Nyx walks away to his bedroom, and Tic smiles at me.

"I'll chan...change." He walks away, and I look over at the note pads which Nyx and Ares are working though.

I know Ares is the one looking through them, because the man can read fast, but he's taking his time with these notepads so he doesn't miss anything.

One of those notepads might have my parents' information in it, where I came from, was I taken, or was I sold. Questions I've had for so long will be answered, and I just have to wait for my brother to find the answers for me.

"Let's go, Wesley's meeting us there. Let's hope Ares hasn't killed her," Nyx jokes, making Tic laugh and then I look up the stairs as Esha makes her way down.

"He won't hurt her," she tells me, and I give her a smile knowing she's right.

I get off the chair, grab my coat and mask, and walk over to Esha. "Thanks Princess, see you in the morning." I give her a kiss on the cheek, and leave to make our way to meet Ares and Wesley.

I get on the bike, waiting for Tic and Nyx to remove their licence plates from their bikes. The light is coming up, and we don't need our bikes being spotted.

"I've told Wesley she's not seeing our faces yet, we don't know who she is, so he knows not to use our names." Nyx starts his bike, and so do I.

I have no idea what our plan is, but one thing is for sure, I can't let anyone hurt her.

The three of us make our way to the apartment, and once we get outside the door, we put our masks on and knock on the door for Ares to let us in.

Once the door opens, the first person I see is her. She grabs my attention every time she's in the same room as me, and I can't even pinpoint why I'm drawn to her so fucking much.

"Where is Wesley?" Ares asks, and I walk over to Emily while Nyx fills Ares in on what's happening.

I sit on the couch, and she turns to face me. "Are you okay?" I ask, and she looks over at my brothers before turning to me.

"I'm not sure what okay is anymore." She uses the sleeve of her hoodie to wipe the tears. "Don't leave again, please." The word please is the biggest plea I've heard anyone ever use to me.

"My brothers will never hurt you," I reassure her. I know Ares and Tic can be intimating, but I also know they would never hurt someone who is innocent. "Do you want us to protect you?" I ask her.

We're not going to force her to take our protection if she doesn't want it.

"Yes. Do you believe me?" She asks, and I look over at the Nyx who is watching us both.

"We still can't find anything, we're still looking though." I stop when there is a knock at the door, Emily jumps, and quickly sits on the couch next to me.

It's the last place I need her to be. So close to me. She's got me thinking about her in ways I shouldn't be thinking. She's someone I can't touch, shouldn't touch.

"Don't worry he's with us," I tell her nodding at Tic to open the door.

Wesley walks in, shaking his head. "Do you four enjoy keeping me on my toes?" Wesley looks at the four of us, making us all laugh, and he walks closer to Emily and sits down.

"You know you enjoy it," Nyx pats his shoulder, and I lean back and wait for the plan to be told to everyone.

"Owen said I can use the room in the back, but she can't leave. No one will even see me take her there. You four can go in and take shifts or whatever you want to do between the four of you to watch over her. I'm not concerned with you getting in and out without being seen, but she can not leave." Wesley locks eyes with her, and I feel her body tense up next to me. "Are you listening? No phone calls, no takeaways, no leaving the room," Wesley tells her.

She nods, and you can see she has no idea what is happening, but she's also taking in Wesley's face, the only face she's seen in a day.

"How many bodies?" Wesley asks.

"Two in the bedroom, and this one has been knocked out twice now, looking forward to killing him." Ares beams with delight, and I shake my head at him. He's not making it easier for Emily to feel relaxed around him.

"How long are you planning on keeping him?" Wesley asks.

"Until he gives us the name of who sent him," I answer.

Emily gets off the couch and walks around the back off it, pacing back and forth.

"What's wrong with you?" Nyx asks.

Tic won't talk much in front of her, scared he might tic, and that gives her an idea on who he can be. It's something she can tell anyone, ‘one of them tics when they talk.'

"I'm about to put my life in the hands of four faceless men, and a man-"

"A detective." Wesley cuts her off, and I press my lips together to stop myself from letting out a small chuckle, as Emily narrows her brows together.

"A detective who is working with four faceless men, who I'm sure at least one maybe two of them would be happy to kill me so they don't have to protect me. Then there is also the fact I don't even know why these people want me dead, or who they are, or what I've done. How...why would...this is crazy. Maybe-" She stops ramming her hands through her hair, and starts shaking her head.

I walk around to her, and regret the movement the moment I see some of the skin under her sleeve, and her hand, which I've not looked at before. She's got tattoos. She's got fucking tattoos. I take a quick step back from her, because the guys are right, I won't be able to control myself around her.The only thing I'm thinking about right this very second is how many tattoos does she have, and can I rip her clothes off to see?

"You want to run, you run. You want to find out who's after you, and need help finding your sister, you stay." Now I can't promise we will find her, but I'm sure as hell going to help her anyway I can. "Maybe it's the same people." I watch her walk away from me over to Wesley.

She says nothing for a moment, and I glance over to my brothers who are not impressed with her wasting time like this, but they're staying quiet, and I wait for her to agree so we can get some fucking sleep.

"I've been to the police a hundred times, asking about my sister. There must be something there, right?" she asks.

This woman has just found out her whole life has been erased, if anyone knows how that feels it's the four of us, but I can't tell her anything about us, or the hell I've been through.

"I will look and see what I can find," Wesley answers faintly.

Emily looks down at the floor over to the man who is unconscious, then back up at Wesley. "I'll get a few things together." She walks away from us into her bedroom, she leaves the door open, and I watch her moving around in there throwing a few things in a bag.

"And this man, what's the plan?" Wesley points to the man on the floor, and I was wondering the same thing, we didn't think to bring the car to throw him in the boot. I walk over to my brothers, ready to fix this apartment and wipe it down so no one knows what happened here, as soon as they both leave.

"Leave everything to us," Nyx replies.

Emily walks back out and Wesley takes her bag off her to throw it to me.

"Check it before you take it to the room." Then he turns back to her, "You're spending the night in jail, for your own protection, and theirs. If someone is following you, they will follow them. If you're in jail they will go for them. If no one comes for them in the next twenty-four hours, then I will take you to the room. One of these will be waiting for you."

She turns around to the four of us. "White Eyes, can it be you please," she asks, and I give her a nod.

I know I should be the last person who meets her there tomorrow night, but I'm the only one she seems to trust out of the four of us.

She turns back to face Wesley. "I suppose we should go then." I hear her broken voice escape in a whisper, and in that second I feel for her. I feel the pain she's feeling, but little does she know that pain will soon become vengeful if she doesn't control it now.

Every time my body feels pain, I want to kill the people who did this to me. I want to make their bodies crave the same fucked up things my body craves. The pain, the suffering, the torture, I want it, I have a thirst for it, and one day it might just kill me.

As they leave the apartment, she stops and looks over at me once more. Saying nothing she walks out with Wesley, and I'm left with my brothers. Now I wait for one of them to say something to me.

"You fuck her, you better keep your fucking mask on," Nyx snaps, and if I'm honest I didn't think it would be him. "No one sees our faces until we all agree, and right now we don't know what fucked up game this is." He walks over to the bedroom with Tic, to have a look at the bodies in there.

"It might be some fucking crazy sex you know." Ares taps my back, laughing at the same time.

They all know she's messing with my head, and they all know it's affecting me in a way which I shouldn't be thinking about.

But my brothers are right, no one knows who we are until all four of us agree. An agreement we made the day we became the ghosts.

Not sure if being alone with her is the best thing for me, yet all I want to do is be alone with her.

I'm fucked.