Jaxson

by Roxanne Greening

  Without another word I walk away from him. He needed to make his own choices in this. A lot has changed, and a lot stayed the same.

  My feet echoed off the floor as I drew closer to my destination. The walls were gray, and the floor was covered in dirt.

  The bars of various cells came into view. Emilio was sitting in his own filth and it was something that made me want to smile.

  “How long before you kill me?”

  “I’m not going to kill you.”

  He looked relived making what I said next all the better.

  “Sarah’s going to kill you.”

  “Jaxson.”

  Turning I look at Lark.

  “What are you doing here?”

  “I found a leak in the family.”

  Fuck. I hated when this shit happened. Sighing, I turned to Emilio.

  “Enjoy your stay.”

  His eyes widened and the realization I was leaving him here sunk in deep.

  “Please Jaxson…”

  I ignored his words and continued on my way. His begging would get him nowhere and I had shit to do. I wasn’t going to be able to carve into him, but Lark just gave me a gift.

  I was going to take pieces of whoever thought to betray us. I was going to peel skin from his body. For the first time in months I felt like myself again.

  “Where is he?”

  “The office.”

  Not my office, but the office I used to interrogate people in the best way possible. Pain will make you spill your secrets. Looking at Jason, who was a few steps behind.

  I may not be able to help him something I hated. I fucking hated not having control. But this. This I had complete control over and I need the release it had to offer.

  The room was big. A place Emilio would soon find himself. Lark already set up all my tools. Lark did most of our jobs. He was the hitman of the family.

  But tonight, I would be doing the work. I always did the in house. Seth was hanging from the ceiling his arms having to hold his weight. His legs were chained to the floor, but didn’t touch it.

  His eyes widened as I walked into the room. Honestly of all the people he was the last I would have suspected. He had a good position in the family.

  My father hand selected him as Capo. Captain of a few of our made men. He was as high in the family as he could go, and he betrayed us.

  “He shared where you were going with Emilio. He told him about Jason’s house and that Sarah would be there.”

  Lark's voice was dark. He cared for Sarah. Having also grown up with her. Her sweet nature a complete contradiction to Larks much darker one.

  But they hit it off and he cared for her like a sister even if he will never admit to it. I know losing his sister tore at him. Just like losing ours tore at us.

  Finding Emilia was a goal that haunted us until she walked through our doors.

  “Boss I didn’t do it.”

  “Lark is fucking damn good at his job and wouldn’t have brought you to me without knowing for sure.”

  “Are you calling me a liar Seth?”

  I could see the calculation play out in his head through his eyes. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to follow through with calling Lark out.

  I might give Lark a little bit of time with Seth.

  “Why would you betray your own family Seth? Your own blood.”

  His eyes darted away, and his lips tightened. Reaching the point, I knew he wouldn’t talk willingly I turn to the table filled with my tools. Knives, scalpels, screw drivers, pliers, acid, salt and so many other goodies.

  Selecting a knife, I run my eyes over the curved blade. The light glinted off the shiny, well sharpened surface.

  “You know Seth you made a mistake bigger than just betraying us. You sold out the woman carrying my air.”

  The reality of what he did sunk in. He knew this wasn’t going to be the normal treatment. He would hang here for days, maybe even weeks.

  Medical treatment would be given to prolong his life. Normally I let them live and play with them for a few days a week tops. Walking over to my prey I place the blade against the first button on his white shirt. Pressing gently up the button popped off falling uselessly to the floor. The only sound was the sound of his panting.

  Fear was a stench that soaked the air around us. Urine dribbled down his black slacks and puddled at his dangling feet.

  “Honestly Seth I thought pissing yourself would be a few cuts in maybe even after a dose of acid.”

  It was disappointing really. I thought better of my Capos. Larks laughter spread through the room. The man showed little to no emotion, so his amusement was a little surprising.

  “Why did you rat?”

  Another button popped off his shirt and then another.

  “I’m sorry Jaxson.”

  Did he think apologizing was going to save him?

  “That’s not what I want to hear Seth.”

  His eyes filled with fear, they turned somewhat glossy as the final button hit the floor. The knife pierced his flesh right below his belly button.

  Blood dripped down into his black pants. The fabric absorbing the red liquid. His teeth were barred as they clenched together.

  “Why after everything, would you turn your back on this family?”

  Pressing deeper I drag the blade around the little hole. Soon it made a full circle. I debated pulling the flesh free of his body.

  “I…”

  “What?”

  Once again, he went silent. Dragging the blade from the top of his belly button to the center of his chest. The skin splits under the blade's path.

  His scream was music to my ears. I was finally getting somewhere. Setting the blade down I reach for the needle nose pillars.

  Gripping the flesh covering his belly button I give a tug. It was still attached on the inside. A few tugs had the skin peeling slightly.

  Placing the pillars down I reach for the screwdriver. The flat head screwdriver pressed into the sensitive flesh of the inside of his elbow.

  Pressing harder I slowly slid the blunt tip into his elbow. Moving it slightly as it hit bone until it reached the other side.

  “Ready to tell me what I want to know?”

  His screams had his voice turning hoarse. Too much and he wouldn’t be able to talk. But I wasn’t ready to stop not yet.

  “Please…”

  “Tell me what I fucking want to know!”

  Grabbing the acid, I open the cap to the glass bottle. Tilting it slightly I watch as a few drops land on his right nipple. The skin sizzled as the acid ate through his flesh.

  “Here.”

  Looking to my left I take the baking soda Lark handed me. Dumping a little on the destructive acid I watch as it slowly fizzled out.

  The hole it left behind prominent even though the backing soda covered the area.

  “I wanted to prevent a war! Something you should have been concerned with.”

  “I’m fucking don here and what I decide goes. You stupid fuck.”

  He fucking handed her over, so he could what? Save himself?

  “Our family should be priority.”

  “It is and always will be, but you fucked up. Sarah is carrying family. The next don could be growing in her womb.”

  His eyes turned sullen. He risked everything. Sarah was mine and that made her family. She should have been protected not handed over to be tortured and killed.

  The thought of what could have happened tried to intrude on my calm.

  “You had to know we would figure it out.”

  The look he gave me told me he honestly thought he would get away with it. Grabbing the salt, I dump some into my cupped hand.

  Looking at the white crystals as the light danced off of them, I think of other things that would glitter under the light. A ring on her left finger.

  Her walking down the aisle in a white dress. He almost took that from me. He almost took everything from me. Slamming my hand into the cut on his chest I watch as the salt mixe
d with the red dripping down his body.

  His screams turned to whimpers and soon silence.

  “He can’t fucking respond to anything right now. Lark have some fun. Jason call in the doctor.”

  I wanted to ask about Alisa. I know he has her in his room locked away. What he allowed I will never forget his sacrifice. Turning my back on the man I once called family I walk out of the room.

  A shower. That’s what I needed. Something to clear my head and rinse the blood from my hands. I had some shit to do. I’ve been neglecting my duties way too fucking long.

  Chapter 26

  Sarah

  Three weeks later….

  My baby bump has become prominent. Something I both loved and hated. Jaxson continuously looked at it like I was carrying the next president or some shit.

  That was when he decided to show his face. He’s been elusive and hard to pin down. I loved the break but at the same time I missed him.

  I hated myself for my conflicting feelings. Every night he came to bed and pulled me close. Holding me through the night. The nightmares still came though.

  I would scream myself hoarse sometimes. Images of Emilio cutting my child from my womb, of him touching me doing things to my body. The memories of him cutting into my flesh.

  I needed time with him. I was finally healed enough, and I wanted my time to make him pay I wanted my moment to end his life.

  Jaxson’s hand caressed my belly. His warm naked chest pressed into my back. I could feel the heat from his body warming mine.

  Something inside me begged me to roll over and beg him to take me. Take me to the place he took me before. The pregnancy hormones had my libido in overdrive.

  If I didn’t get relief soon I feared attacking someone. His hand slid lower and my legs clenched together sending tingles through my body.

  I moaned. I couldn’t help it. The friction of my legs rubbing together had my pussy clenching. Before I could react, his fingers were slipping under my silky lavender night gown.

  Two fingers pressed inside my pussy. Without underwear to hinder him, he was inside me. Fingers pumping in and out. My hips jolted and pressed into his hand.

  “Harder.”

  The word escaped on a moan. It felt so good. Rocking back into his cock as it pressed against my ass. I wanted that. I wanted him deep inside me stretching me to my limits.

  His hand slipped from under my nightgown and I was quickly on my hands and knees. Jaxson was behind me, his boxers lowered, and my nightgown bunched up in his fist.

  I couldn’t breath as his cock slammed deep inside me. I would regret this later, but for now I let him take me to the beautiful heights I needed.

  I screamed as pleasure danced along my skin. Each thrust had me pressing back into him. His other hand grabbed my hip, holding me in place as his cock entered my pussy in long deep strokes.

  Over and over he slammed into me each time harder than the last. Soon his thrusts were shorter and faster. Orgasm after orgasm overtook me.

  I was soaring in the sky, stars winked behind my closed lids. Then I felt it his hips pressed hard into mine and his cock jerked deep inside my pussy.

  Warmth bathed my womb as he came deep inside me. His lips pressed into my shoulder and along the back of my neck, causing shivers of pleasure to shake my body.

  I couldn’t stop myself as my pussy clamped down and massaged his cock. Even though I just orgasmed repeatedly I needed him to take me again.

  “Darlin.”

  “Please.”

  Without a word he fucked me harder. His cum mixed with mine dribbled down my thigh. Jaxson released my gown pushing it over my head.

  Using his now free hand, he pressed it against my clit flicking it between his fingers giving a pinch and a tug every few thrusts. My pussy was stretched to the max his cock swelled more and my pussy clamped and released his cock over and over.

  “Fuck darlin.”

  The pleasure in his voice sent me over the edge once again. I was surprised when he followed me over the edge once again. The hand holding my hip pressed into my neck, forcing my face down.

  My head pressed into the mattress and held me in place for his furious stokes. I couldn’t stop the screams as they spilled from my lips. I could feel him swelling as cum shot from his cock into my pussy.

  If I wasn’t already pregnant, I would be after this. His hips pressed hard against mine one final time hard enough that my teeth clacked together.

  Exhaustion tugged at me. His lips once again danced over my neck. Slowly slipping into the darkness I let the warmth his touch ignited soothes me even if only for a little while.

  Chapter 27

  Sarah

  I couldn’t look him in the eye. After last night after I let him fuck me repeatedly. This changed nothing. I couldn’t let it. Slipping from the bed, I quickly pull my yoga pants on.

  Followed by my black loose tank top. Jaxson pulled my pillow to him and continued to sleep. Walking out the door I run right into Jason.

  “That time, huh?”

  “Yeah, I need this.”

  “I’ll put him in the office.”

  Sighing, I walk past him I needed a snack before I finished what I promised.

  “Wait Sarah.”

  Pausing, I look at Jason over my shoulder.

  “The office already has an occupant.”

  “Can you just exchange them?”

  Kind of like exchanging the those boots that just didn’t fit? That’s what it sounded like I was talking about. Like we were discussing that item that was an impulse buy.

  “Yeah, I can do that.”

  Relief washed over me, I wanted to do this alone and I sure as fuck didn’t need someone else watching begging for help. Help I wouldn’t give.

  I may be pissed at Jaxson, but I knew he wouldn’t string someone up unless they deserved it. Wondering down the kitchen I grab a blueberry muffin and a ginger ale from the fridge.

  Cutting the muffin just under the top I spread butter over both halves. Biting into the blueberry filled goodness I lick my lips as butter stuck to it.

  Each bite was heaven. The ginger ale cold and smooth. So far everything was perfect. Grabbing another muffin, I repeat the process.

  “He’s ready for you.”

  Turning I look at Jason. He became my best friend with everything he’s done to help me and so far in all of this the only person I can trust and count on. Not once did he try and tell me what I needed.

  “Thank you.”

  His smile was small. Quickly following him out of the room I think of something to say. Anything really. He Let Alisa be hurt to find me something I know killed him.

  “Jason…”

  “I know Sarah it’s okay.”

  Sighing, I fight the need to pull him to a stop. I wanted to hug him. Everything he’s done has been to help me he risked everything.

  “I can’t tell you how much what you’ve done for me…”

  “I would do it again and again. Stop trying to fix this Sarah and concentrate on what you’re about to do. Honestly, are you okay with this?”

  “I need to do this.”

  “Let me do this for you please Sarah.”

  “I can do this Jason.”

  His nod told me he understood. I know he once again wanted to save me and I loved him for it. He was like a brother to me always looking out for what was best for me.

  “I need to do this alone.”

  “Fuck no.”

  “Please.”

  Looking to the door, I knew led to Emilio and a new path I must wander. I could still turn and let him do this for me, but I would never forgive myself for not saving me.

  “It’s okay, Jason.”

  “Jaxson will have my fucking throat Sarah.”

  “It will be okay, I need to do this. I want to do this.”

  “I will be right here you just say my name and I will be in there before you can blink.”

  Smiling, I nod to him. I know he would rush in and
try to save me. I know he wanted to save me, but I needed to save myself this time.

  The door creaked as it opened slowly. The light was already on and various shinny objects were spread over the table near the man hanging from the ceiling.

  “Hello Emilio.”

  Chapter 28

  Jaxson

  She was missing. I was always first to leave the bed in the morning. She rarely left this room. Something twisted in my chest.

  Rushing from the bed, I grab my boxers and black cotton pants. Not bothering with a shirt, I walk out of the room. The halls were empty.

  She was pregnant, so she probably went for food. Walking into the kitchen I found it empty. The bathroom was in our room and I couldn’t fucking think of where she could have gone.

  I knew one fucking person who might know where she was. Walking to Jason’s room, I start pounding on the door.

  “He’s not here.”

  Turning I look at Lark.

  “Where the fuck is he?”

  “You’re not going to like it.”

  A stone dropped deep inside me taking my stomach with it.

  “Where is he?”

  “With Sarah.”

  A darkness rose from within. Whispering how I need to go and show her who the fuck she belongs to.

  “Where.”

  “Not in there.”

  Growling, I turn to the man I consider a brother.

  “Don’t fuck with me Lark.”

  “Of course, Jaxson.”

  His tone was full of humor. I wanted to remove a limb and beat him with it.

  “Come on.”

  Following Lark, I let my surroundings sink in. I was hoping I was wrong that we weren’t headed where I think we were.

  “No.”

  “Yes.”

  Turning the corner, I look at Jason my brother the man I thought I could trust, but who has done nothing but twist the trust until it snapped.

  “Jaxson listen.”

  “Get the fuck out of my way.”

  His demeanor changed, and I watched as he planted himself in front of the door.

  “I can’t.”

  “Get the fuck out of my way Jason.”

  His eyes narrow.

  “You need to let her do this.”

  “How fucking long has she been in there?”