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“Lileah, take Trixie to Cain’s, explain what is happening. D get in the house.” I look back over at Hayden, but I don’t move. “We'll block you while you get in there, once we've sorted this out, Cain will bring her back here, and you can talk to her, plus her wrists are still fucking bleeding,” Miles tells me and I look down at her wrists. Fuck

“Lileah, tell Cain she needs a doctor as well.” Hayden tells her again, and Hayden looks behind me. “The dot is gone.” Hayden turns around still standing in front of me, and I look over around the area to see where the hell they could have been standing. There is nothing but woods around us, and there is no way anyone could shoot me from that distance.

“Mason, Lileah is not going alone.” I look over at Trixie, who is grabbing her bag, and I go to take a step closer but stop when Miles slams his hand into my chest. “Where are you going?” My voice escapes a lot harder than it needed to, but the anger of what I’ve seen, and the fucking family coming here, is still hot inside me.

I don’t-

“I’m going to stop you, you think I’m letting you leave, you are fucking crazy. You have a lot of questions to answer.” She looks over at Hayden, I have no idea why the only way they will help her is if she talks, and I don’t think it is happening.

“D, let her go. Lileah and Mason will look after her. She’s high, and we don’t know how much she’s had to drink. Plus, you need to calm down.” Hayden pushes me away from her, and back into the house. Miles follows us and I watch Mason stand in front of Trixie, and nod his head towards the car.

I hate this, fucking hate it. But I think Hayden is right, I do need to calm down, because I won’t listen to anything she has to say to me.

“Come on, let's check the cameras around the house to see if we can see who was pointing the gun to you.” Miles pats my back as he walks away from me, and I watch Trixie walking away from me.

She can’t hurt herself where she is, I have faith in my family to look after her, but yet my body doesn’t relax.

What the hell happened to her? And who am I killing for it?

* * *

“If you get out of here-” I stop talking when Big Man laughs. “What?”

“There are two ways out of here. In a body bag, or you fight and win against the boss.” Big Man throws a punch but I duck out the way. I’ve gotten faster, and he knows it. “And I don’t plan to fight him, nor do I plan on leaving in a body bag either.”

No one down here mentions Cain by his name, that's the fear he has in this place.

“And that’s why I said if. If you get out of this place, what is the one thing you’d like to do?” I ask as I punch his hands a few times. People have finally stopped picking me to fight with and I think it’s for two reasons. One, they have seen Big Man training me, and two, the last two people I killed, I killed a lot faster than they all thought I would.

“I love my wife, still do to this day, but if I could have one thing, it would be a cold beer in one hand while watching the football game, and a woman between my legs on her knees sucking my dick. God, I miss a woman’s mouth.” I laugh at his answer, now that’s the most manly answer I think anyone could say to me. “What about you, Pretty Boy?”

Now, I know I’ll get out of here and hope I don't die before that.

“Get a good fucking meal. A burger. God knows I need a good burger.” I laugh when I hear a full roar from Big Man, the first one in a few days.

“You know what, I’ve forgotten what good food tastes like,” he jokes and we both look over towards the other side of The Pit when a fight breaks out. “They come down here to escape the danger they have out there, little do they know, you have more enemies down here than out there. There are just rules here.” I watch the two guys fighting until Cain’s men break them up.

“Do you ever worry about the mafia being after you, or if they will come here?” I lean on the wall and watch the fight in front of us.

“Every single day, and if they come, I’ll fight.” I look over at him when the words escape him quietly, because that didn’t sound like he believed it himself. “You know, you’re the first person down here I’ve liked.” He walks back into his cell, and I follow him.

“I knew you liked me,” I joke, and he quickly turns around to punch me, but he misses. “You know, to get out of here, I might fight you. You’re slow, I could win.”

“Has he slept?” I hear Cain.

Without opening my eyes, I reply. “Yes, I’ve slept. Two days ago, when Trixie was in my bed.” First fucking night in a few weeks, I slept more than I had before, and it felt good. Opening my eyes, I lean forward on the couch, and look over at Trixie. My eyes go straight to her wrists to make sure she hasn’t tried to cut herself again.Did you hurt yourself?

No, Lileah wouldn’t leave my side, and he scares me.

“My twin sister could feel how worried her brother is. Everyone is scared of him.” I nod towards Cain who walks away from the conversation, and I look at Trixie watching my brothers behind me.

“What have you found?” I hear Cain behind me.

I suppose we have to talk.

“We do. But my brothers don’t trust I won’t lose my shit and kill someone. So, they will be in the other room.” Hayden taps my shoulder, and I wait for them to all leave the room. I don’t blame my brothers for being worried about my reaction to anything Trixie will tell me, because I haven’t been able to relax all day waiting for this conversation.

Lileah walks in front of me, and stares at me for a moment. “Be gentle please,” she whispers, and I give her a nod.

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