Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 123212 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 616(@200wpm)___ 493(@250wpm)___ 411(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 123212 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 616(@200wpm)___ 493(@250wpm)___ 411(@300wpm)
Alec focused on her, and when she spoke, his right eye twitched with each word.
“It was an accident, a total accident … Alannah broke your Harry Potter cup. Again, by complete accident, I’ll testify on ’er behalf if it’s needed.”
Keela pointed at the bin, and he silently walked over to it. Alec stared into the bin, and I swear to God, his eyes welled up a little bit, before fury filled them and they turned on me. From where I was standing, the lighting made his normally grey eyes seem black, and it was at that moment, I believed he was the devil incarnate.
“I knew you’d do this eventually, you cup murdering little demon.”
“I didn’t do it on purpose.” I frantically shook my head. “I cross me heart and hope to die.”
“Doesn’t matter,” he said shockingly calm. “You still did it, so you better get to hopping.”
Jesus.
“She’s pregnant with your child.” I gripped Keela’s waist. “You can’t come at me when she’s pregnant.”
“Watch me,” Alec said and began to walk towards me, his eyes unblinking and his movements calculated.
I held my ground for all of two seconds before I turned, yanked the sliding door open, and sprung out into the back garden. My eyes darted around for an escape route, but everything was blocked by damned toys. The only thing I spotted was the trampoline, and in my head, I planned to get inside it and zip up the netting which would form a barrier between myself and Alec. That plan didn’t work out because when I managed to get inside of the poxy thing, Alec was hot on my heels.
“Get back here!”
I screamed with fright and scrambled away from him as he entered through the gap in the netting. He was a big man, but his towering height intimidated me even more inside the enclosed space. Trying to flee on a trampoline was nothing but a complete failure I quickly realised, and all I could think of was to jump as hard and as fast as I could to knock Alec off his feet to give me a chance to break free. He threatened me the second I started jumping, and when he advanced, I screamed louder and bounced faster. Amid my screams and Alec’s threats, I could hear my so-called friends laughing like fucking hyenas.
“Stop jumping!” Alec ordered.
I jumped harder, making his legs wobble a bit more.
“This is assault!”
“I haven’t even touched you yet!”
Yet.
“It’ll be assault when you touch me then.”
“It’s about to be upgraded to murder if that’s the case.”
I screamed. “He admitted he’s gonna murder me!”
More laughter.
“Bronagh,” I pleaded. “Help me!”
“Why me?”
“Because,” I screeched when Alec lunged for me but crashed into the net when I dove out of the way. “Just because!”
“What the fuck is going—is that Alannah and Alec?”
“Damien!” I hollered, relief flooding me. “Save me!”
“What happened?” he demanded. “He looks like he’s going to kill her.”
“She broke his cup,” Keela answered.
“Oh, shit,” a chorus of male voices spoke.
I spotted the opening to the trampoline now that Alec wasn’t blocking it, and I crawled to it as fast as I could. I made it halfway out of the trampoline when a hand grabbed my left ankle and held on for dear life.
“I don’t fucking think so, you life ruiner!”
“That isn’t even a word!”
“I don’t give a shit,” Alec yelled. “I’m going to tickle you until you cry!”
Like a horror film, I was dragged back into the trampoline all the while I was screaming for God to help me since none of the fuckers in the back garden would.
“He is like Pennywise draggin’ me away to me death,” I bellowed. “One of you bastards help me; I don’t wanna be like Georgie!”
My niece cheered when she heard me shout her name, not realising I was talking about a fictional Georgie who was savagely murdered by a dancing fucking clown.
I couldn’t see my piece of shite friends because I had flipped myself onto my back so I could track Alec’s movements, but I could hear them, and they were all laughing. I could have sworn I heard Jax and Georgie squeal too, and that was just wrong. Bringing those beautiful babies to witness my demise was unforgivable.
I stared up at Alec, and the way his head tilted as he stared down at me reminded me of Damien. All the brothers looked alike, but the twins resemble Alec the most. At the mention of the fair-haired twin, I got an idea.
“Damien!”
Silence, then, “Yeah?”
“I’ll go have sex with you if you get this lunatic away from me!”
More silence, then Alec looked up and growled, “Don’t even fucking think of it, you little shit.”
I heard a rustle from behind me.
“Sorry, brother.” Damien chuckled, sounding awful close to me. “I can’t pass up on her offer. I’ve been dreaming of sex with her for more years than I’m willing to admit.”