Obsession

by Samantha Harrington

  As I walk further inside, the smell of death is in the air and I pull my hand up to cover my nose from the smell. I see the empty warehouse devoid of anything other than white painted brick walls the drying blood stains on the wall and floor, I wince inwardly wondering whose blood it is.

  My heart races faster as I walk further into the room and then it shatters at the sight before me. Faith is bound and gagged kneeling in the middle of the room with her head downcast. I look at her and I want to run to her. Scoop her up into my arms and carry her away from all of this, but out of the corner of my eye I spot someone hiding in the shadows. Waiting for me to make a wrong move. So I do the next best thing I can do to give her a little reassurance that I am here, and that I have come to get her out.

  “Faith, baby. Look at me” I say and I wait in silence listening to the wild thumping of my heart, hoping that she is not too traumatized.

  They say everybody reacts differently to traumatic events, some people will have physical symptoms as well as emotional, or some will just have the emotional ones. I don’t care what coping methods she has because I will not give up on her. I will fight till the end to bring her back to me. I will repair her fragile mind, heal her broken body, and cherish her beautiful soul. I just want her to be here with me, in this room understanding what’s going on right now, so that she knows that I am here with her until this is over.

  Her head slowly rises when she registers the sound of my voice. I can feel my mouth go dry and the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.

  Her emerald green eyes lock with mine and it takes me an age to recover from the vision before me. Dried blood is smeared across her perfect face, the dark circles under her eyes and the dry blood mattes her hair. I feel my anger rise at the vision before me, but as I look deeper into her eyes, I notice that she’s not broken, I see the determination and restrained anger burning in her eyes. I walk a little closer to her slowly not wanting to cause any extra problems. My strides are slow and cautious, I feel bare not having any weapon on me, but I can’t risk it, not where she is concerned.

  “That’s far enough Damien” I hear Jakes voice and my blood boils. I turn slowly to face him.

  “Hello Jake, I was beginning to wonder where you were.” He steps out of the shadows and stands behind Faith. I see the gun tucked into its holster and the glint of the knife sheathed in his belt.

  “Well now, what is it that you think you know Damien that I am behind this whole problem? You caused this, not me.”

  “All I know is that you are here and I can’t see Darren anywhere.”

  “Oh that’s right, no you won’t see him now. I shot him right in front of her and you know something? She didn’t even blink as the shot rang out and his blood splattered across the floor.”

  I whip my eyes back to my girl and she nods her head at me to confirm what he is saying is truth and my heart sinks.

  “So what do you want Jake? If you killed Darren then there must be something that you want?” I already know before he speaks that he is out for blood and revenge. I can see it in his eyes, in the way his body is hard and on edge ready to fight. There will be no reasoning with him. The madness takes over that feeling of compulsion and drives you to finish what you have started.

  “Oh I know what I want and it’s you dead. But first I am going to take the one thing you love most in this world and break it. Believe me when I say, I will break her, then I will take pleasure in knowing it will break you watching her. The last thing you will hear while you are breathing is her screams filling the air, as I fill her body.”

  I go to move but I am grabbed by both arms and dragged towards the back wall where I saw chains hanging. Now I know their purpose. He knows it’s the only thing that might stop me getting to Faith.

  “You’re going to have to give me more than that Jake who is your brother?” He looks at me as if I have just punched him, like I should know who he is. I hear the clink off the lock as my arms are chained above my head making sure I can’t escape.

  “Conner was my brother and you killed him because of that slut.”

  “That rapist scumbag deserved what he got, I don’t regret it and I would gladly do it again. It’s one less sick fuck walking the streets of this city, I would say I performed a service, don’t you think?” I see his face go red at my words, his hand curls into a fist. I see it coming as his fist connects with my jaw and I taste the tang of metal in my mouth and I chuckle a little.

  “Feel better now do we?” I say to him knowing that I’m winding him up but wanting to keep the attention on me. I know Anton & Malc will be here soon.

  “You know, when I found out what you had done, I knew that I wanted to kill you. I just had to find my way in and I did. It was almost too easy, so when I came in and offered Darren a way out, protection, he didn’t care what I wanted. He was my puppet, all I had to do was pull the strings.”

  I need to goad him more he is still too calm and the ball is in his court. I need to change that

  “So you had to go through someone else, to get to me because what? You’re not man enough to come right out and face me? No you had to be a snake and slither back and forward between everybody. Like the coward that you really are.”

  “Oh I planned this to perfection, down to every last detail. Don’t you worry it will be over soon enough, well for you anyway. I will make her suffer. I finally know how to break her. Knowing you will watch as I take her.

  He starts walking back towards where she is still kneeling on the floor. She doesn’t make a sound nothing, not even when he pulls her up by the hair, removes her gag and slams his dirty mouth hard against hers, I watch in horror as his grip on her hair gets tighter, he snaps her head back hard thrusting his tongue inside her mouth.

  CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

  Malc

  I watch as he drives down that path towards the warehouse. We’re blind as to what is going on. I could feel the anger swimming through my veins, not only did this zalupa have my best friend walking in there alone and unarmed, but he had my girl too. I know Damien can look after himself but I am itching for this fight.

  The thought of him touching Camilla. It fucks me up. There is just something about her that gets to me on a deeper level. I don’t want to fuck her and be done, I want to get to know her but she won’t even entertain the thought. You can see how much she hates this world and I can’t say I blame her, but this is all I know and it’s all I will ever know.

  My dad is standing by my side, we are beside the two SUV’s with the guys my dad bought in to help us. I’ve never seen Damien this unhinged. I don’t begrudge him happiness, God only knows he deserves it after everything that has happened with his sister and his father. He changed after that, became more cold and distant. Until Faith. She seemed to be able to get through to that heart of stone, even though nobody else could.

  As we wait, I check my gun and check it again. I’m going to need to get through this. Who knows what is waiting for us in there.

  We have gone over everything that we need to do, all we can do now is wait to make our move. Jake won’t have a clue what has hit him. He won’t walk away from this, I’ll make sure of it.

  “Right boys it’s time to roll out.” I hear my dad’s voice. About fucking time! We head down the path, we can’t drive down, they’d hear the engines and we want the element of surprise to last as long as we can.

  The walk down the path is quick, I keep my eyes peeled and my gun raised scanning to see if anyone is around. The warehouse comes up quickly in front of us and I don’t see anyone outside. I share a look with my dad and he takes one guy with him to scope out the outside of the building. I take the other man with me so we can make our way inside as quickly as possible. I quietly open the door and step inside the warehouse and I see the events unfolding before my eyes I am under strict orders not to kill Jake, Damien wants that pleasure, but what I’m seeing right now would give me just cause to do it.

  Damien is chained to the wall b
ut he is fighting against the restraints. Jake has his mouth on Faith and I balk at the sight, his grip is strong on her head but she is not crying, not fighting. I guess she’s learnt as much about him as we have, just the thought makes my blood run cold. I don’t see Camilla in this room. You would think that I would breathe a little easier but I don’t, my heart speeds up because I don’t know what has happened to her or where she is.

  There are two guards are on either side of the wall where Damien is being held. I look to my dad wondering how we are going to do this and he just nods at me and with that one look I know it’s show time, I make sure the safety is switched off and I get ready to do my thing.

  CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

  Damien

  I watch with a satisfied smile on my face, as I hear gunfire. My back up has arrived, thank god. I need to get out of these restraints. Now.

  I see Jake quickly drop Faith to the floor. Like she’s on fire. He whips himself around to see what the hell is going on. His face falls when he sees Malc and Anton and the two men that flank them both. The plan to get in unnoticed seems to have worked.

  The first of Jake’s men drops down at the side of me, the thud as he falls back and slides down the wall makes me grin. He might have just been a paid hand, but he kept Faith from me.

  My breathing hitches when I see Faith trying to scuttle across the floor to avoid the conflict that’s all around her. “Faith, move over to the wall” I scream at her, trying to be heard above all the noise and commotion.

  For what seems like forever she doesn’t move, so I scream at her again. Anger swells inside of me, I pull harder at the restraints that have me bound, the frustration I feel at trying my fucking hardest to break free is making me lose my shit. I need to get to her, told her I would never let her be hurt again and within a few days I have failed her.

  “Malc get me out of these now.” I bellow across the room at him he just looks at me, and gives me a look like I’m crazy. I know there’s fucking bullets flying but I need out of here. NOW. I want to get to Faith.

  Faith finally moves slowly across the floor on her hands and knees letting off little screams, when the bullets whistle past her. Jake catches her movement and quickly ducks down, he manages to get hold of her leg, as she tries to move towards the wall. She kicks out at him, trying to break his hold on her leg with no use. I try to pull harder, but I feel the burn in my shoulders when I pull. Watching in horror as he manages to get a tighter grip, pulling himself closer to her. I scan the room looking for Anton or Malc, anyone that might be able to get to Faith. “Malc, Anton….get Faith.” I shout, but it’s no use they are currently stuck behind one of the huge support pillars taking cover. All I want to do is get to free and to save my girl. I don’t care about the bullets that are flying around. I would take a bullet for her, hell I would die for her if it meant she was safe.

  The only other time I have ever felt this powerless, was when Bella went missing and I was away in another country. What could I do, at least I managed to get on the next flight home, when I found out what had happened. Then when I did get home, everything became clear and I finally figured out what he had done to Bella, I saw red, and finally took the action that would be needed against my father, the consequences that set my path in motion.

  The day I saw my sister die in that room, her body lifeless on top of that bed, that is what broke me, that day I lost the first piece of my soul.

  All I know is that all the light inside of me, all the good that my mother had made sure I had, left me that day. I didn’t catch a glimpse of good again until I found Faith.

  But even that doesn’t compare with what I am going through right now. It’s like watching everything play out in slow motion and there is fuck all I can do.

  I pull even harder than I did before, I want out, I don’t care about the burning or the biting, I can feel the warm liquid trickle out of the sores on my wrist.

  The gunfire is deafening in the empty room. Faith’s screams are cut through the noise, I can hear them all the way over here. Jake manhandles her up and grips both of her arms and shakes her. I am going to tear him limb from limb when someone gets me out of these fucking restraints.

  Malc has managed to kill the guy that was firing at him, so that leaves one other and Jake. The two men that are dead have left nice pools of blood around them from their fatal wounds.

  The gunfire stops and for a second I think it’s over until I see Anton point the gun and pull the trigger, henchman number three slumps forward and that’s him taken care of. There is only Jake left and he is mine.

  “I see you still need a hand.” Anton says to me.

  “You might need these.” Malc says to Anton, and I hear the jingle of the keys being tossed through the air towards Anton’s head. I want these chains off me now; the thirst for Jakes blood is riding me hard.

  “Get me out of these now!” I am demand “Where the fuck is Faith?” I yell as I see Malc over the other side of the room landing punch after punch to Jake’s face.

  I finally see Faith sat with her back against the wall, she is hugging her knees to her chest tightly. It just reminds me of the first time I came into that room, and saw her against the wall she looks pissed off. I can see her body shaking from all the way over here. Anton needs to get these damn things off me right now. I want my girl, I need to feel her in my arms..

  “Hurry up Anton get me out of these damn things,” I feel the tugging and pulling as the key is turned to undo the lock. The burning in my wrists increases, as they are released when the air hits the open wounds.

  My arms drop to my sides limply, after being chained up for so long they feel numb.

  I rush over to the wall and drop to my knees in front of her. Gently placing my hands on her face, I pull her to look up at me. I need to see them beautiful emerald eyes need them to keep me grounded.

  I place my lips gently to her lips and I kiss her with all the tenderness I can muster considering I have not set eyes on her for what seems like days. All I really want to do is wrap her in my arms, take her to bed, and show her that he’s mine. I release her lips and she lets out a little giggle. Even with all this shit she still blows me away. I stand up and pull her as close to me as humanly possible.

  “I knew you would come, I never lost hope that you would come for me.” Her faith in me blows me away. I would go to the end of the earth for this woman.

  “Always baby.”

  “I need to go and deal with Jake. Are you ok to wait here or do you want me to put you in the car?” Her face sets in a hard line at the mention of his name and I can still see the dried blood and dirt on her face and hair, and it breaks my heart to know that someone could do this to her.

  “I want to be in there with you, I want to see you finish him Damien.” Her words send me in to a tail spin. She can’t see what I am going to do to him, what if she can’t accept my monster?

  “No Faith you can’t be in there when I’m dealing with business I won’t allow it.” I try to keep my words firm, but she has that look that says I’m not going to win. I know that she has been through hell but looking at her right now, all I can see is a strong, determined woman who has a score to settle.

  “You will not take this away from me Damien. That scum damaged my best friend, threatened the man I love, and killed my father whilst I watched and then to top it off he ejaculated on my face, so no Damien, I will be in that room while you kill him and I will enjoy every fucking minute of it.”

  I fucking knew the zalupa would try something and to do that on her face is lower than low.

  “What do you mean damaged your best friend? Where is Camilla, Faith?” I see my girl whip her head around to face Malc, a look of despair flashes across her face.

  “Malc she’s in that room through there where they had us held, but I will warn you now. You will not like what you see. She needs to get to a hospital asap.” I don’t hear his reply as he turns to run down the hall, to get Cami.

  It’s ju
st the two of us left standing in the room. I wrap her in my arms and take this moment to enjoy the fact that I have her back in one piece. A loud male scream has me letting go of Faith, and running down the hall, I stop when I find Malc on his knees with Cami cradled into him, rocking forwards and backwards. He is crying into her hair, whispering to her.

  She is absolutely filthy and has blood all over her from her busted up face, right down to her bare legs.

  “I need to get her out of her Damien, please I need to help her.” He sounds broken and it pains me to see him this way, he has always been the strong and stoic one.

  “Go Malc, get her seen to and we will join you shortly, when we have tied up these few loose ends.”

  He nods at me, scoops Cami up into his arms and stands to leave the room. I am sure Anton and I can handle Jake. He is shackled to the wall where I was and I can’t wait until I get into that room with him. I will kill him, and I’ll enjoy it. I don’t take kindly to people trying to hurt what’s mine.

  “We have to deal with Jake now, are you sure you can handle this? This isn’t going to be a fair fight, and he won’t be walking away from this Faith. This shit changes you.”

  “I can deal with it Damien, after everything he has done to us, to me, I want him dead as much as you do.”

  Her words should surprise me but they don’t, I know how strong she is and I’ve learnt what she is capable of doing. She is strong and caring and I am more in love with her right at this very moment than I think I have ever been. What kind of woman goes through what she has and still comes out fighting on the other side? That is the kind of woman I need with me for the rest of my life, to love, to honour and fucking cherish. I grab hold of her arm and slowly pull her towards where Anton has Jake held.

  The main room of the warehouse is nothing special,

  I see his body shackled up, and I won’t say that a sick smile doesn’t grace my lips at the smug satisfaction I get in seeing this.