Chapter 7
Lucy
I stand there looking between Cash and Argos as they stare at each other. They’re having one of their silent conversations, but this conversation is different, it’s heated. Even I know what they are saying to each other. They are talking about me and Argos is trying to make him talk to me. It’s written all over their faces.
But the one thing that I have to do before I fix my relationship is fix their relationship. They have been through so much together, through the years. They need to be able to trust each other, have each other’s back.
Argos looks over at me. “I’m just heading out to get some more supplies, and pain killers and things.” Argos walks over to me, “I’m just going to give you both a few hours.” he leans down to give me a kiss on the cheek.
I have to admit the time I was away from Cash, really did give me and Argos time to bond and I don’t think I have ever met a man as caring as him. The respect and loyalty that he has for Cash, is so strong. I will fix it for him, he's not just losing his friend. Argos is losing his brother.
***
I lie on the bed, and my hand moves to Argos’ face. “What happened?” I ask, through the pain in my stomach.
“We both knew he was going react like this.” Argos rips my shirt open and swipes the blood from my stomach. He took the tracker out of my stomach, but we had to leave before he could fix me up right.
“This wasn’t all you.” I whisper to him, as I don’t really have the energy to talk too much to him at the moment.
“I know, but he needed someone to blame and he blamed me. He still blames me. He will forgive you, he loves you, me…”
“He loves you too, you know he does.” I put my hand on top of his, “Argos, I can never thank you enough for what you did. I’m aware of what the risk was for you. I want you to know that I love you as if you were my brother.” I lean up and give him a kiss on the cheek. I know he lost his sister, and in his eyes, he has no sister now. But I want him to know that if he ever needed anything from me, I would be there for him.
Taking a hold of my hand, he gives it a kiss. “Lucy, I feel the same way, and everything will work out I promise. Cash just needs some time. He lost the woman he loved and just found out the man he trusted the most in the world was the one lying to him.”
I give him a nod as I lie back down. “We will get back on track.” I whisper to myself.
“Now let’s get you fixed up.”
***
I give Argos a nod, and I hear him tell Cash, on his way out of the house, not to be a dick.
“You look…” I begin but stop as Cash walks away from me; he hasn’t even looked at me. I was ready for the cold shoulder but this is so much more, this is hate at the moment. When I was with Raphael the only person I thought about was Cash, he was the light that was keeping me fighting. He was the reason I kept thinking of a way to escape, and how him wrapping his big arms around me would keep me safe. But now all I feel is alone.
I take in a deep breath, and I close my eyes in pain, holding my stomach. Even though Argos bandaged me up, the pain is at its worst. I look over at the door, wondering if I need to give him time and space away from me. Or should I just see what happens?
I make my way over to the gym. The longer I put it off talking to him the harder it’s going to get for us, for me. Opening the door to the gym, I admire the back of his body as he punches the boxing bag. His muscles tensing with each hit.
Pushing myself of the door frame, I walk over to him. Moving around the bag, so that I stand in front of him. His eyes move to me then back to the bag, and it seems like he’s punching the bag harder now that he sees me.
“I missed you.” I say quietly. His eyes not meeting mine, “This wasn’t all Argos’ decision, I agreed to it too.” I stop as he quits punching the bag and looks straight into my eyes. The anger behind them burns my body, I can feel the fire coming from him.
“You were being selfish, you never once thought about me in all this, you and Alexa are the same and all you think about is yourselves.” Cash shouts at me, loud enough to make me jump. His words have come out like daggers shooting at me. The pain hitting my stomach, to the point that nausea is over taking my body. My legs start to get weak and my breathing starts to slow. I watch him walk away from me, to the large mirror and he starts picking up weights.
I don’t even know if he will ever forgive me for this. But I’m here now, and I want to make this right. “Cash, we both knew this was the best way, to put an end to all of this…”
“I couldn’t protect you!” The weights fall to the floor, and the floor vibrates. “I would have protected you. I loved you. I would have died before I let anything happen to you.” The rage in his voice is scaring me. “I would have made sure that…”
“You would have been worrying about me. Argos and I knew that this was the only way you would finish all this.” I tell him. I need him to understand why we did this, and need him to understand that this was the best way for us to be together.
“Do you have any idea; I mean any idea what I went through?” He takes a step closer to me. “Do you understand how I blamed myself for losing you? Do you know that I went out killing people because it was the only way I could fix the hurt running in my body?” Cash takes another step closer, and I take one back. He’s scaring me now, “What I now know is you broke me.” Each word leaving his mouth is stabbing me in the chest over and over again, and right this moment I wish I was dead. Anything would be better than the hurt I’m feeling right now.
“Cash…” I pause and the tears I’m holding onto are stuck in my throat. “We thought it was the best thing to do. I love you and I wanted us to be together. Argos and I both thought that if I was out of the way, then you would want to get revenge…”
“Revenge is a very good word to use. But right now, right this moment, I hate that you lied to me. I hate that you can stand there and say you love me, when you broke me. The same way Alexa broke me.” My back hits the mirror, and I look up at Cash. I can feel the heat coming off him. I can feel his hot air against my skin. “I hate that you did this. I hate that I hate you and yet I still love you.” he whispers to me.
“I’ve missed you, Cash, and…”
I’m stopped as his lips crash into mine. The deep kiss is full of hunger. Full of need. My back is against the wall as he pushes against me. His hand moves to my hair, while the other moves up my dress. I moan into his mouth as my body starts to get excited by his touch. As his fingers reach my panties, he pulls them off me with one hard tug. His mouth not leaving mine, giving my bottom lip a bite as he moves down my neck. My hand flat on the mirror. I feel his finger moving closer to my pussy.
“Ca…sh,” I moan as his finger quickly moves inside me. Nothing gentle about him. His finger moving in and out so fast, that I know his fingers are wet with my juice. As his lips move down my neck, Cash lets go of my hair and pulls the top of my dress away from my breast, then pulls off my bra. Sucking and biting on my nipple. Only making me scream as he bites harder every time. Pleasure and pain run through my body, as he bites me again and then he pushes his fingers into me faster.
Breaking away from my body, he pulls my dress over my head. He then spins me around, then pushes me against the mirror. The coldness hitting my cheek and body. But before I can adjust to the new temperature, Cash’s finger is back inside me. I moan louder as he pushes harder into me.
I feel his other hand on my ass, and I hear the zipper of his jeans going down. “What do you want Lucy?” Cash roars into my ear.
“You. I want you. I want you to fuck me.” I scream, as his fingers are moving a lot faster than before.
“I want you to beg for it.”
Turning my face to see his reflection in the mirror I practically beg, “Please, please fuck me, Cash.” And with that he pushes his hard cock into me from behind. He pushes with so much force my body hits the mirror hard.
His other hand moves to my breast an
d he pulls and pinches my nipple hard, so hard that I close my eyes, biting my bottom lip.
“Open your eyes, Lucy. Look in the mirror.” Cash pushes harder against me, as his hand moves to my clit and starts rubbing. Opening my eyes, I moan and push into his hand. I want more. I need more.
Cash Stops moving, and I look at him in the mirror. I watch what he is doing. He’s watching me fuck his cock and rub against his hand.His eyes are locked on my pussy watching me move. I push back and forth on his cock. I begin to move a little faster when I hear him moan behind me.
I feel Cash’s hands on my hip, his grip tight and his fingertips dig into me. Then it hits me that I wasn’t going fast enough for him. Cash’s cock moves deeper and deeper into my pussy, and my moans get louder and louder with each thrust.
“Cash…” I scream his name as I cum. My body trembles, as I let the orgasm run through my body. Cash grabs my hair and pulls my head back. His mouth on my neck as his cock goes deeper into my pussy. I moan again. His hand moves to my neck as he bites the side of my neck, it’s a little too hard and it gets a little harder as he cums inside me.
He bites my neck so that he wouldn’t moan out my name as he came. His hand loosens around my neck and hip as his pace starts to slow down. I place my hands on the mirror to steady myself as Cash pulls out of me.
Just as hot as it was having sex with him right now, I’m left just as cold as I watch him in the mirror walk away from me.
I stand there for a moment, feeling alone, but also because I feel wet on my stomach. Looking down I see that the stitches that Argos put on my wound have opened. Closing my eyes for a moment, I shake my head wondering how long Cash is going to stay mad at us. Opening my eyes, I look in the mirror at the bite mark on my neck. Leaning down I put my dress on and make my way to my room.
I walk past Cash, who’s in the kitchen pouring himself a drink. Getting to my room, I pull the dress off and pull some shorts on. Wetting a hand towel, I start cleaning the wound and it stings like a bitch. Lying on the bed, I hold the towel on the wound for a moment. I need some energy before I do anything to it.
I’m still tired from running and then the sex. My body needs to sleep and rest and I haven’t given it that.
I open my eyes and tense my body when I feel a hand on my stomach. “It’s me.” I look at Cash, pulling the towel off me. I take a deep breath in, as he looks at the incision. “I’m just going to stitch this back up.” He tells me, and I close my eyes while he does what he has to do.
“Have you spoke to Ruby?” I ask in a whisper.
“Argos got her in a safe house. He still goes to see her for a fuck here and there, so she’s safe.” Cash says, and I can hear the bitter hate in that answer. “He kept her safe. I would have kept you safe. A lot safer than that fucker keeps Ruby safe.” I feel Cash’s hands leave my body. Opening my eyes I see him watching me.
“Cash…”
“Don’t, just don’t. I know what you’re going to say. It’s no different than what you said to me before, or what Argos said to me. At this very moment, I want to trust you. But I don’t. You hurt me. You broke me…” he stops as we hear the door opening and closing. Without finishing his sentence, Cash walks out and meets Argos.
Slowly getting out of bed, I look at my reflection in the mirror. I look drained. Walking out to meet Argos. He gives me a smile but it fades pretty quickly. He looks over at Cash, and then walks over to me.
“I take it you didn’t make up then.” he pushes my hair out of the away, and notices my neck, “You did make up in one way, but not the other I see.” Argos gives me a wink, and I shake my head at him. “You have to call your dad. Give me a moment to set up and then you can talk to him for a bit.” Argos walks back over to the table and pulls out his stuff. He begins plugging it all together.
“Did you find anything out? Where are they? What they are doing next?” Cash sits next to him, downs his whiskey and then fills it up again, while I sit on the other side of Argos.
“The man was a ghost; the man is still a fucking ghost. Can’t find his name anywhere, linked to anything.” Argos tells him as he taps away on the laptop.
“They have a shipment coming at the end of the week. I don’t know where, but I know it’s close. They kept close to Washington when they could have taken me across the world. So…”
“How do you know?” Cash asks.
“Raphael was telling me about it, but never said anything else.” I answer all-the-while holding my head as it starts to hurt.
“I got you some pain killers. You can take them as soon as you talk to your dad. Then get some sleep because you need to rest.” Argos tells me, and I hear a noise come from Cash.
“What?” I look at him. Yes, I hurt him. Yes, I betrayed him and yes we fucked up by not telling him. But I won’t sit here and let him make me feel even worse about it. I have no idea if the bitch attitude is because I’m tired, or annoyed right now.
Cash just looks at me with a weird look on his face and I continue with my tirade, “You know what? You want to cry like a little bitch? Then you cry. We have both said we’re sorry and we both still agree it was the best way. But you listen to one thing now. Argos did this for you. I did this for you. So that just shows you that you have two people that love you and wanted you to finish this shit. So we could be happy. We both knew that if you thought I was dead, you would want revenge, and you did. You were going to find the assholes behind this.” I take in a deep breath, “So they got to me first. That wasn’t Argos’ fault. That was my dad’s for not following the rules. So, when you have finished being a little bitch let us know.” I turn to Argos, “Can you tell my dad I’m really tired and I will call him when I wake up please?” I ask him, as I make my way to my room.
I’m angry that Cash is being like this. I’m angry that this has all gone the wrong way. I’m angry that my dad is the one that messed this up, and I’m angry that Raphael has more over us than we do him. I want this to be over now.
Chapter 8
Cash
“Being a little bitch?” I shout after her. I’m shaking with rage at the moment and I really should walk away but I can’t. Lucy turns back to us and Argos is sitting at the table looking shocked and I don’t know if it’s because Lucy shouted at me or because I’m barely holding onto my temper.
“I’m being a bitch huh? I get that you’ve been through a lot. I saw what happened to you in that damn hotel and I keep imagining the worst when it comes to what that fucker Raphael did to you.” I walk toward the table and place my hands on the chair as it gives me something to hold onto. “Tell me something Lucy. While you were holed up in some fancy house, while the rest of the world thought you were dead, did you once think about me or better yet, your mom? I mean you knew she was sick before you pulled this stunt. Surely your death has made her worse?” I’m an asshole but right now I don’t care, she’s pushed me too far now.
“Of course, I thought of you both. Why can’t you understand that this was the best way?” She throws her hands in the air as if she’s had enough of trying to explain herself to me.
“When you said you loved me was that total bullshit?”
She gasps in horror, “No, I do love you. Why would you think that?”
I laugh and it’s a bitter one. “Because you’ve had no problem playing me, I mean you want me to kill everyone who’s after you. What do I get out of it? Your pussy isn’t golden, I’m feeling short changed.”
“Cash, you don’t mean that!” Argos says and my eyes slice right throw him, he has no input into this conversation.
“Do you really mean that? You really think that little of me?” Lucy’s on the verge of tears. I’m an absolute bastard but this is what they’ve reduced me too. She takes a step closer to me, “Cash?”
“It’s how little you think of me. You don’t love me. Because if you did, you would’ve never pretended to be dead. And the Lucy I know wouldn’t want me to get revenge, she’d want the cops to find them.” I
bite out and every word I say it’s like a whip hitting Lucy.
Argos walks over to her and pulls her into his arms, she goes willingly into them. She begins to cry and Argos strokes her hair as he sways with her in his arms, “Shhh, he doesn’t mean it. He’s just angry.”
My anger hits boiling point as I watch my best friend and the woman I love. “It all makes sense now. You know what Argos? You’re welcome to her.” I say with utter disgust, he’s my fucking best friend.
They jump apart as though they’ve been burnt; the shock evident on both of their faces. “Cash you can’t be fucking serious? You really think that I’d do that to you? That she’d do that to you?”
“You’re awful cozy together aren’t you? How long has this been going on?”
“How long has what been going on? What are you implying?” Lucy asks as the tears are still streaming down her face.
“How long have you been sleeping with my best friend?” The shock on her face says it all; she can’t believe that I have just asked it, let alone mean it. I don’t give a fuck if they’re not fucking; they’re way to fucking close for my liking.
She walks up to me and lifts her hand. I see what’s about to come but I let her do it. She uses her full force to slap me across the face. The sound bounces around the quiet room. Damn that hurt, she put some power behind it. “I can’t believe you! My God Cash!” She runs toward the bedroom and I can hear the sobs coming from her room.
“Why are you such an asshole? Do you really think I would do that to you? Do you not know me at all?” Argos’ eyes keep darting toward the doorway which leads to Lucy’s room.
“No I don’t know you, not anymore. A friend wouldn’t keep the woman I loved away from me. Hell, my fucking worst enemy wouldn’t do that shit. The thing that makes this worse is the two of you have no remorse for it. You’ve turned her into a heartless bitch.” I’m not even filtering what I’m saying now. I hear a loud crash on the floor. We both look over at the door, making me realize that Lucy can hear what I’m saying
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