Betrayal (Obsession Book 2)

by S. M Phillips

  "Fuck." I snap out. I can't believe this is happening. I knew Anna had been running from something, but a prick like him? No wonder she's been acting the way she did. I shudder when I remember how I first treated her. I could have lost her before I even had her. "Listen Mitch. We need to sort this guy out once and for all. I need you to get hold of Boyd while I'm gone."

  "Gone? Whoa, where are you going?" He asks.

  I look up at my brother and just stare at him. Is he crazy? After what he's just told me, does he really just expect me to sit back and ignore everything that she's been through? She fucking ran out of here in a heartbeat and the look of pure fear as she looked at me is permanently etched into my mind. "I'm not gonna sit back and lose her, Mitch. I need to talk to Anna."

  "J, just leave her. If she wanted to talk to you then she wouldn't have ran off."

  "Bullshit. I know her and I know she ran because she's scared. She's scared that I'll look at her differently, but I'll tell you this. That ain't ever gonna fucking happen."

  Anna

  My hearts in my mouth and my chest is getting tighter and tighter. I can't believe Mitchell just did that. He knew I wasn't ready to talk to Jensen, yet still he just dropped in on me like that. Why couldn't he just give me a couple of more days with Jensen instead of ruining it, ruining us?

  Jensen will never look at me the same way again. Fucking hell, why would he? I was with a psycho who I thought was my whole life, yet never knew exactly what he was doing, or what he was capable of. If I had any idea of what he was really like, I would have upped and left many moons ago. What kind of person spends all his working hours selling drugs and fucking different women for kicks, only to then come home and climb into bed with me?

  I'm willing to put everything that I have on Jensen thinking that I was in on it too. Ah, what's the point? It's not like he's ever going to give me the time of day to listen to my side, is he?

  "Anna." All too soon I hear his voice bellow through the house and he sounds pissed as hell. Oh fuck, what am I supposed to do now? If I was worried that Mitchell had told him everything when I left, now I definitely know that he did. "Anna, where are you?"

  I remain seated on my bed, scared to move in case I make a sudden sound and it gives my position away. Hopefully he'll only look downstairs for me and think that I didn't come back home. What am I supposed to say to him when he finds me anyway?

  "Oh, hey. I'm sorry Jensen. I'm sorry that I was previously with a psychopath - the one who happened to kidnap you and do only god knows what to you, but I promise I'm not the same?" Somehow, I don't think that's going to cut it. I wouldn't be surprised if he's actually come back here to kick me out. I honestly don't think that I'd be able to hold it against him. It's the least that I deserve.

  "Anna." I jump as my bedroom door slams against the wall and I look up to see a feral growl on Jensen's face. "What the fuck happened back there?" He demands.

  My whole body is refusing to co-operate. Even if I wanted to answer him I wouldn't be able too. Not when he looks like this. I've seen him pissed sure, but I've never witnessed him look like this before.

  "Anna, for fuck sake I'm talking to you, just answer me goddamn it."

  "Jensen..."

  "Do you know what? Forget it." His hands fly up and reach around the nape of his neck and he's shaking his head back and forth, no doubt trying to work out what the hell is going on. After a few moments of silence, his head comes back up and he looks at me again. I don't know why, but his face has changed. Now he just looks confused as hell. I'm not prepared for him to come walking over to me and I automatically shuffle backwards on the bed.

  "If you want me to go, I will." I finally whisper and I pray that he doesn't detect the sadness in my voice. I've only just gotten him back and now I know I won't see him again once I've left.

  "Leave? What the fuck are you taking about? You're not going anywhere, you hear?"

  "But..." I start, but I know that it's pointless trying to question him. He's obviously pretty pissed already and I don't see the point in antagonising him anymore.

  "I know Anna. I know everything. Well at least, I think I know enough."

  "I know." My eyes fall to the floor as I answer him. I can't bear to look at him, knowing that I'm the one who has caused all this mess in the first place. "I knew as soon as Mitchell put me in that goddamn corner, I knew that he'd tell you as soon as I left."

  "So why run? Why didn't you tell me?" He asks, and I can feel the heat of his gaze burning into me.

  Wow. Really? Is he being for fucking real? "What so I can look more of a fool than I already do? I knew, I just knew everything would go downhill, so why wait around for the inevitable?"

  "Maybe if you had waited around instead of running off like you always do, maybe then you would have seen my reaction for yourself."

  "I'm good, but thanks."

  "Don't you fucking dare start putting up your barriers now Anna. If we've got any chance of getting through this, then you need to start opening up to me. You need to understand that I am here for you, for us no matter what."

  My breath hitches as Jensen slowly leans in closer to me and once again he completely consumes me, sucking me in to everything that is him and making me forget about anything other than just the two of us. "You don't understand." I plead, but he doesn't stop, he still makes his way closer to me and deep down I never want him to stop. I'll always want him close to me.

  "Oh. I most definitely understand." He says before his lips connect with mine. My mouth parts automatically to allow him to take complete control of my body, mind and soul, but it's over all too soon. "I'll tell you what I understand Anna. I understand that you have a past. Shit, don't we all? I also understand that this Dominic that you were with is an absolute jerk and someone needs to teach him a fucking lesson or two. Don't think I don't understand why you ran. I don't blame you, but what you don't understand is none of that matters to me. None of it."

  "What?" I ask in complete disbelief. His deep dark browns sparkle at me as I try to make sense of what he's saying. "But after everything he did to you?"

  "Forget it. None of that matters. What I'm trying to tell you is nothing matters, nothing except you. I'll make fucking sure that he'll never hurt you again. If you think for a second that I'm about to watch you walk out of my life over something that you've had no control over whatsoever then you can think again. You're fucking everything to me Anna. I think you always have been since I first laid eyes on you. You and you're smart mouth are staying with me. Ain't no way I'm ready to let you go, you hear?"

  "Loud and clear." I laugh, while my tears of disbelief and happiness threaten to spill over. He must be more crazy than I originally thought. Any normal person would have thrown me out as soon as he arrived through that door.

  "Listen." My eyes rise to meet his as his fingers lightly tease my scalp. "I need to head out for a while. I didn't want to leave without speaking to you, especially after I didn't get to come back last time."

  "Jensen, whatever you do, promise me you won't go looking for him. Nothing good can come out of this, surely you know that right? He's an absolute psycho and if he knows about us then I know for a fact he won't stop coming for you until you're dead."

  "Oh believe me, I'm fucking counting on it baby."

  It's painful watching Jensen walk away from me, knowing that there is a pretty strong chance that things could go horribly wrong and I won't see him again. Every part of my being wanted to reach out, pull him back and stop him from going ahead with this utter madness, but what's the point? Jensen isn't the type of guy to listen to anyone once he's got his mind set on something. I completely get that he wants his revenge, but maybe I should give him the benefit of the doubt, yet he didn't see what Mitchell is capable of; I did. When I walked into his office or whatever it was, he didn't exactly look like he cared about anyone but himself and his cock. A tremor runs through my body at the memory of naked girls spread out everywhere, being entered every way
possible.

  How could I have been so stupid not to pick up on any of it? Throughout all the years that I was with Dominic, I never knew what he did for a living. The girls, the drugs and I'm sure there must have been a few deaths on his hands too. He did a good job of keeping it hidden from me, but I guess I was just the quiet little girl who would be at home waiting for him. No, he sure as hell wasn't the person that I thought he was and I most definitely had my eyes well and truly opened to him and his fucked up little games. He's a goddamn psycho and he sure as hell doesn't care who he hurts in the process either. All I can do now is sit back and wait. I need to hope and pray that Jensen comes back to me, safe and in one piece.

  I don't know how long I've been sitting in my room overthinking all the possible things that could go wrong when I hear a loud knock at the door. I freeze instantly knowing that I'm in the house on my own without any back up whatsoever. I'm too scared to move incase they see a shadow reflecting from the light out of my bedroom window. Hopefully if I ignore it, they'll take the hint that no one is home and disappear.

  "Anna, open up. It's me." I recognise the voice, but my brain is slow and it takes me a moment to realise that it's Boyd. I'd much prefer it to be Jensen rushing back to tell me that he isn't going to go after Dominic, but I guess you can't have everything.

  As the persistent knocks continue, I pull myself up from the bed and make my way downstairs to the front door. I know I'm not his biggest fan, but surely Jensen and Mitchell could do with him by their side? To be honest, I'm pretty shocked he isn't already with them.

  "Hey Anna." He says, rushed as I open the door. "Is Jensen here?"

  "No. You've just missed him. What's the urgency?" I ask. He's sweating from head to toe and it's not a good look. It's one I recognise instantly and I know if he doesn't calm down soon then he'll begin hyperventilating. "Screw that. Come in, let me get you a drink."

  "Thanks, but I need Jensen. Like now. I need to know where he is."

  "I'm sorry, but I haven't got a clue where he is." I lie.

  "You must do. I got a message from Mitchell saying they needed me with them for something ASAP and to pick J up from here."

  "Well, you got here a little too late then." Something's going down, I know it. Obviously Jensen isn't going hunting Dominic down on a whim. No, he's made plans for this all right. "Do you know where he was headed?"

  "I've got an idea, yeah."

  "Okay, well how about I come with you?" I don't think twice when I ask him this. Yes, it's pretty dangerous for me to go looking for him when there is a possibility that Dominic is around, but if there's the tiniest chance that I can stop him and make sure Jensen's safe, then that's worth the risk.

  "You sure?" He says wide eyed, and I get a weird feeling in my stomach. Judging by his reaction, maybe this wasn't such a good idea. "You know, I'm not sure how Jensen would feel about this Anna. You know how he gets, and I'd hate to be the cause of any problems."

  Boyd's words ring around in my head and I feel like I'm back with Dominic. When I was with him, I was always holed up at home, unable to go out and socialise, shop or actually do anything a normal girl would like to do.

  "You think I give a shit what Jensen thinks? Ain't no one gonna tell me what to do. Give me a minute while I go and grab some shoes."

  "That's more like it." He laughs while he finishes his drink.

  Jensen

  "You all ready?" I ask Mitchell as soon as I step foot into my office. I look over to him and he's still sat where I left him earlier. "Hey, what's happening? Where's Boyd?"

  "Fuck knows. He's not answering his calls. I've tried at least fifty fucking times, but the son of a bitch isn't answering." Mitchell snaps and he looks royally pissed. Shit, even I'm royally pissed. Boyd hardly ever misses a call and if he does he's usually pretty good at getting back to you.

  "Try him again, failing that drop him a message and tell him where he needs to meet us. I swear he better fucking show."

  "What, you don't think I've done that already, J? Maybe he's a little busy getting laid or some shit."

  "Fuck that, man. He can get laid another time. I guess it looks like it's just the two of us for now."

  It's takes us ages to try and escape Temptation. Minnie has been watching us like a hawk and finding excuse upon excuse to keep stopping by the office. Anna should have been working tonight, but I told her to stay at home. At least that way I know she'll be safe. Thankfully Minnie is covering her shift, but it still doesn't mean she's letting me and Mitchell off lightly.

  Finally, as soon as the bar fills up, I tell Mitchell that it's our cue to leave and we both bolt out of the doors. I'm pretty confident that Minnie must have missed us, which is a relief. The last thing we need is her getting on our tail and following us out into the darkness where only god knows what's waiting for us.

  "So what's the plan?" Mitchell asks after a deadly silence. "Please tell me you've put a plan together. You can't just go barrelling in there, J."

  "Don't worry about that shit. All we need to concentrate on is taking this son of a bitch down and then disposing of his body." I know what Mitchell is saying is right, but I know that if I start to over think this then shit will get messed up pretty quickly.

  "Okay, well when you're ready to tell me something, just let me know, yeah? Things might just go down a little easier if you keep me in the loop."

  I try to keep my eyes focused on the road ahead, but I can't get that bastard out of my head. How the hell could someone like Anna end up with a prick like that? I guess I've got Mitchell to thank for getting her out of there. I dread to think what could have happened to her.

  "You heard back from Boyd yet?" I ask, trying to distract myself.

  "Not a thing. I thought this guy was reliable?"

  "He is." Or at least he always has been before. Something must have happened. Boyd has never gone off the radar before, ever. Something must have happened to him, or something important must have come up. Fuck, I don't have the energy to concentrate on it too much right now, but as soon as this prick is done and dusted, I'll be getting to the bottom of it for sure.

  Anna

  Boyd's pretty quiet in the car and I can't say I particularly mind. It makes a change to have some peace and quiet and I never thought I'd ever get that around Boyd. He seems like he's got some pretty heavy stuff weighing on his mind too.

  "So you know where he's headed then?" I ask, suddenly unable to hold back my questions any longer. His eyes never leave the road, but I catch a glimpse of his face. A look of frustration maybe, but I'm not too sure, but it passes as soon as it came.

  "I think I know where he'll be, but there's only one way that we'll find out. You've never liked me much have you?" He asks, taking a drastic turn in conversation.

  I think about his question before I answer him. Usually in the past, I've always said what came to my mind, but for some reason I get the feeling I need to tread carefully here. There's just a bad vibe rolling from him and I don't really like it. "I wouldn't say that I didn't like you. It just pissed me off when you followed me around day and night. I'm sure you'd be the same, right?"

  "Yeah, but I've had my reasons Anna. I needed to keep my eye on you. I needed to know where you were and who you were with at all times. Trust me, I didn't enjoy doing it, but I had no other choice."

  "This is bullshit Boyd and you know it. Have you always done what Jensen's asked?"

  I flinch back at his laugh. It causes goosebumps to spread over my body and I suddenly regret coming on this ride with him. "You really have no fucking clue do you? Shit, I was told that you were pretty dumb, but jeez seeing it for myself is something else."

  "What the hell are you talking about? I think you need to stop the car, Boyd." Panic begins to set in and the need to get away from him is pretty strong. I don't know why, but this is a bad idea.

  "Oh, not a chance sweet thing. Why would I let you go now? After all my hard work, it's worth more than my fucking life to let you go.
Oh no. You'll be staying right where you are, is that clear?"

  "Boyd, you better stop the fucking car right now." I shout even though I know it's not going to change anything. "When Jensen finds out about this, he won't be fucking happy and you know it." Maybe if I threaten him with Jensen it will snap him out of whatever game he's playing.

  "Fuck Jensen." He snarls and a sharp sensation ripples across my cheekbone as his fist connects to my face. My hand automatically shoots up to cover the affected area and I can feel the burn instantly. The fucker hit me, he actually hit me and it's going to bruise like a fucker. "I don't want to hurt you Anna. Keep on with your questions and I'll have no goddamn choice. Now shut the fuck up you stupid little bitch."

  I've got no idea where we're going, but I now know that arguing with him isn't the road I want to go down. All I can hope for is that when we arrive at our destination, Jensen is waiting for me and he'll see what a fucked up jerk-off his pal really is. Boyd doesn't even look at me again, instead he keeps his eyes trained on the road ahead while his hands clench around the steering wheel.

  "I've heard all about you, you know." His voice breaks the deadly silence that surrounds us and I look out of the window to see where we are. It's too dark, especially now that he has shut the engine off and I have no idea where we are. I know he's looking at me. I can feel his eyes burning into me as he waits for a response. Does he really think I'm going to sit here and make idle chit chat with him after he's just attacked me? He might be able to act that way with other people, but not me. "Oh no." I think to myself. I've already been around someone who enjoyed telling me what I could and couldn't do. Well not again, that's for sure.

  "You know, I could have grabbed you at any opportunity." He continues, yet my eyes are firmly focused on the raindrops falling down on to the windscreen in front of me. "Being around you for all this time has been hard. Real hard, but I held back. At first, I thought I'd have my work cut out looking for you, but when Jensen took me to his new bar, I recognised you straight away. Imagine my surprise when I found out that not only did you work there, but you fucking lived with him. Talk about hitting the jackpot."