began chanting.
…Kill him…Kill him…Kill him.
“Man let her go, she looks like she’s really freaking out,” I hear one of the other men tell the man holding me. He sounds far away but I know he’s not. The arms release me and shove me away, making me stumble.
“Hey chill lady, we just wanted to have some fun,” he defends, holding his arms up and grinning like a fucking fool.
…Show him your kind of fun Cereus
Without thought of consequence I grab the empty glass from the table next to me and I smash it straight around the side of his brainless head. The glass breaks on impact and slices my hand open but also makes an impressive gash to his head. Yells ring out and the next thing I know the guy is screaming ‘Bitch’ and hits me with a closed fist, sending me falling to the sand. Georgina’s screams play out on repeat as I try to shake my blurry vision. The douche can hit.
Ryan’s going to go homicidal… Hmm, actually Ryan’s always homicidal.
Soft small hands touch my shoulders. Georgina’s overly-scented body crowds over mine. She’s still screeching. “You freaking hit her, you woman beating asshole.”
I manage to turn my head to see the douche being restrained by his friends, the gash on his head pumping out a steady flow of rouge liquid.
My favorite color suits him.
“She’s a crazy fucking bitch!” he yells. We’ve gained an unwelcome crowd including the staff from the bar. I notice one on the phone.
She’s calling the police. Get out of there.
I manage to stand despite some woman telling me not to get up because I’m injured. I grab my towel and hurry away from the crowd with Georgina running to keep up and a chorus of people calling me to come back.
“Oh my God Cereus, are you okay? I can’t believe how that escalated!”
“You shouldn’t have brought them over, you know I hate people,” I growl, the throb on the side of my face annoying the hell out of me.
“I know, I know, I’m so stupid. I’m sorry. Damn you’re going to have a black eye. Ryan’s going to flip,” she worries, anxiety clogging her throat. “He’s going to kill me for this isn’t he?”
I spin and hold my hand to her chest to stop her barrelling into me. She startles and wipes the tears from her eyes. “Ryan can’t know what happened here,” I demand. Her brows crash together while her eyes assess my injury.
“You look like shit Cereus, he will see the huge bruise and swell coming up under your eye.”
This is a nightmare.
“We just tell him I swam too close to the surfers and a board clipped me.”
Her mouth drops open and then closes and a smile replaces the tears. “Oh shit, that’s such a great excuse!” She beams. Before she can get around me, I grab her under the chin so she can see into my eyes when I speak next.
“You ever put me in a situation like that again and it won’t be Ryan killing you.”
Her gulp tells me I’ve made myself clear.
ONE MONTH AGO
The air around me always appeared to buzz with energy whenever it was getting close to the times I would meet up with Blake. I can’t help the small amount of joy I feel when we meet up, and I hold the answers to the only thing I know is constantly on his mind. How is Cereus?
I was under no illusion that if he wanted to, he could track us down at one of our locations. No matter how careful I was he was still a fucking genius when it came to computers and hacking networks like bank accounts, CCTV cameras and anything else he would need to pin us down. But ignorance was bliss in this circumstance, he was still the law and we were still criminals. Not that that would stop him from protecting his daughter; that was the entire reason she was with me because he allowed it. It made my insides squeeze at the thought he has some power over me but he knew no matter what he did, Cereus’ heart was entwined with my own. She loved me and wanted to be with me. If he knew she’d taken in a stray he would no doubt be proud and
…Kill him…Kill him…Kill him.
“Man let her go, she looks like she’s really freaking out,” I hear one of the other men tell the man holding me. He sounds far away but I know he’s not. The arms release me and shove me away, making me stumble.
“Hey chill lady, we just wanted to have some fun,” he defends, holding his arms up and grinning like a fucking fool.
…Show him your kind of fun Cereus
Without thought of consequence I grab the empty glass from the table next to me and I smash it straight around the side of his brainless head. The glass breaks on impact and slices my hand open but also makes an impressive gash to his head. Yells ring out and the next thing I know the guy is screaming ‘Bitch’ and hits me with a closed fist, sending me falling to the sand. Georgina’s screams play out on repeat as I try to shake my blurry vision. The douche can hit.
Ryan’s going to go homicidal… Hmm, actually Ryan’s always homicidal.
Soft small hands touch my shoulders. Georgina’s overly-scented body crowds over mine. She’s still screeching. “You freaking hit her, you woman beating asshole.”
I manage to turn my head to see the douche being restrained by his friends, the gash on his head pumping out a steady flow of rouge liquid.
My favorite color suits him.
“She’s a crazy fucking bitch!” he yells. We’ve gained an unwelcome crowd including the staff from the bar. I notice one on the phone.
She’s calling the police. Get out of there.
I manage to stand despite some woman telling me not to get up because I’m injured. I grab my towel and hurry away from the crowd with Georgina running to keep up and a chorus of people calling me to come back.
“Oh my God Cereus, are you okay? I can’t believe how that escalated!”
“You shouldn’t have brought them over, you know I hate people,” I growl, the throb on the side of my face annoying the hell out of me.
“I know, I know, I’m so stupid. I’m sorry. Damn you’re going to have a black eye. Ryan’s going to flip,” she worries, anxiety clogging her throat. “He’s going to kill me for this isn’t he?”
I spin and hold my hand to her chest to stop her barrelling into me. She startles and wipes the tears from her eyes. “Ryan can’t know what happened here,” I demand. Her brows crash together while her eyes assess my injury.
“You look like shit Cereus, he will see the huge bruise and swell coming up under your eye.”
This is a nightmare.
“We just tell him I swam too close to the surfers and a board clipped me.”
Her mouth drops open and then closes and a smile replaces the tears. “Oh shit, that’s such a great excuse!” She beams. Before she can get around me, I grab her under the chin so she can see into my eyes when I speak next.
“You ever put me in a situation like that again and it won’t be Ryan killing you.”
Her gulp tells me I’ve made myself clear.
ONE MONTH AGO
The air around me always appeared to buzz with energy whenever it was getting close to the times I would meet up with Blake. I can’t help the small amount of joy I feel when we meet up, and I hold the answers to the only thing I know is constantly on his mind. How is Cereus?
I was under no illusion that if he wanted to, he could track us down at one of our locations. No matter how careful I was he was still a fucking genius when it came to computers and hacking networks like bank accounts, CCTV cameras and anything else he would need to pin us down. But ignorance was bliss in this circumstance, he was still the law and we were still criminals. Not that that would stop him from protecting his daughter; that was the entire reason she was with me because he allowed it. It made my insides squeeze at the thought he has some power over me but he knew no matter what he did, Cereus’ heart was entwined with my own. She loved me and wanted to be with me. If he knew she’d taken in a stray he would no doubt be proud and
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