Red (Black #2) (26 page)
The sound is so unusual, so unlike what I’ve heard before. I walk straight into the bathroom to find Liam holding little Liam up under the arms, he’s laughing so hard that he looks as if he is about to drop him. Little Liam is covered in chocolate, chocolate that’s covering the floor, and the open bottle is in my child’s hand, is covering him.
Liam hasn’t even noticed I’m standing there, he can’t stop laughing, or stop looking at little Liam.
“The things that does to me,” I say.
He swings his head to me, in complete understanding of what I’m saying. “It was the pink shirt wasn’t it?” he asks making me laugh.
Little Liam turns his head to him. “Ewww, you wear pink?” He spits, and the chocolate that was in his mouth goes down Liam’s leg.
“Kid, no pink, ever. Do you understand me?”
“Black,” he says nodding.
I shake my head, they don’t even know each other, yet so much alike it scares me.
Liam went to work, Sax called him and said it was urgent. I asked him if he needed the gun that’s now locked in my safe. He kissed me and told me no, then proceeded to tell me his sniper rifle is locked in a case in his car. My eyes bulged, he shrugged his shoulders like it was nothing.
He didn’t tell me much about what he’s doing for Sax, but the slight smile on his face when he answered, told me it was something he would enjoy.
It’s not long until he calls me and tells me I need to go see him. His voice is serious and it scares me. He tells me to come to Sax’s work. I’ve never been there before, I don’t even know where it is. When he sends me the address, it doesn’t take me long before I arrive. When I enter, standing next to him is Sax. Both their faces grave hushed in talk.
They stop talking when I walk to them, both of them straightening their stance. It has me on guard and worried straight away.
“Why am I here?” I ask looking around, it’s an industrial area. Steel sheds are surrounding each other, one is open, and it’s full of surveillance footage.
“Something’s happened,” Sax says. Liam hasn’t spoken, he looks lost in thought.
“Liam, what’s happened?”
He looks up at me, his eyes boring into mine. “Jake,” he simply says, looking away.
“What about Jake, Liam, tell me what’s happened?”
“You don’t want me to be
that
person, do you?” He changes the subject, my mind is confused, I shake my head not understanding what he’s talking about.
“What person, Liam?”
“The blackness, you don’t want me to submit again to it, do you?”
“No, but why are you asking?”
“Because I’m going to have to submit. I’m going to have to, and I’m afraid I would lose you.” I look to Sax, who’s staying quiet.
“Sax, what’s he talking about?”
He nods his head toward the doors of the shed, I follow him in there, leaving Liam standing where he is. Not moving. “I’m sorry,” he says, looking at me before he hits play. That’s when I see him, that’s when I scream.
Jake is on the floor, a ball is in his mouth, duct-tape holding it in. His hands are cable tied above his head, someone stands there, smiling. I hear his scream, it’s muffled behind the ball. The man smiles, then with pliers, he tears his nails off his nail beds. One at a time, not being slow about it—rip, rip. Jake is naked, cuts cover his body, blood soaks the floor. Robbie smiles at the camera while blowing a kiss. Now I wish I said he could kill him, now I wish I killed him.
I walk to Liam, he hasn’t moved. I grab his bearded face, pull his lips to mine, then kiss him hard. It takes him a moment to respond, and he doesn’t disappoint when he does. He loves me, he loves me with a fire so deep that only he can express it, that only I can feel it. He loves me as if I was the first and last person put on this earth and that I was made just for him, created just for him. He loves me like the moon in the night and the stars in the sky. He loves me.
It’s a scary kind of love, it’s his kind of love. It’s a love that I wouldn’t, couldn’t change for the world. Liam Black’s love is scary, crazy, but ultimately consuming.
We break the kiss at the same time, he drops his head back down to mine.
“Let it consume you,” I tell him.
“You get me?” He smiles.
“I get you, baby, I fucking get you,” I tell him.
He picks me up carrying me to the car, away from Sax. “Go to Casey’s, take the kids and stay there.”
I nod my head. “Come back to me, Liam Black,” I say to him.
“Always, Rose Miller.”
He has issued himself a death wish, a death wish once I have him. One that Jake will be inflicting on him, and solely him. And the blackness won’t take hold, I’ll let it fly. Then I will own her. She
will
be mine, to death even with a pink shirt.
He thinks he can hurt me, he thinks he can destroy me. I should have killed him like I had planned. I should have tortured him longer like I’d planned. Now this, fuck love and fuck everything it involves. Death is the carrier of all, and his death will be delivered by my own hands.
“He will be coming for you,” Robbie says, my hands are pulsing, my blood is rushing to my fingertips. I will kill him, I will deliver him to the hell he once visited. “Then he will die right along with you.” He laughs while watching me waiting for a reaction. He realizes I can’t speak, then removes the duct-tape and I spit the ball from my mouth, then laugh at him.
“Black will destroy you, and you won’t even see it coming.” I laugh, it’s the first real emotion running through me. He slams the tape back across my mouth, then switches on all the lights outside and turns on all the cameras.
That’s when I see him, in the darkness. Stalking his way to the front door, a gun in each hand. He’s come, and it’s not for me. It’s for the man trying to load his guns…
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