Page 289 of When We Fall: Part Two
Then… the dark lot behind the club. Men.
Dante.
Oh my god.
My breathing picked up as the voice let out a low chuckle. I watched, scared out of my head, as he stepped into the light wearing all black.
He was even more terrifying in the light.
All height, muscles, tattoos, blond hair, and vivid green eyes.
I swallowed hard as he approached. He stopped at the edge of the bed and studied me.
“P-Please,” I choked out. “D-Don’t hurt me. I-I’m not the horsemens’ girl anymore. I-they broke it off with me. I swear to you, hurting me won’t matter to them. Please…”
“Why do you think I want to hurt you?” he asked, frowning at me.
“You-you have me handcuffed to a bed. Y-You killed Fox,” my voice broke as tears snaked down my cheeks.
He continued to study me wordlessly.
“I suppose I can see why you would think you’re in danger. You are with me, and I am not sane.”
I squeezed my eyelids closed and tried to steady my breathing. When I tried to learn to fight at Matteo’s, he was insistent that I always remain calm. No matter what, keep my head clear. Steady breathing. Sometimes you have to rescue yourself.
“Dear sister, I only wish to get to know you.”
“What?” I asked, opening my eyes to stare at him. “I don’t want to know you! You’re a murderer! You killed Foxy! You fucking killed him, you monster!” I kicked out at him, losing my mind as all the feelings came rushing back. I was in the same room as his killer. I’d die if it meant taking him with me. At least then, I’d get to see my Foxy again.
Everything snowballed in that moment. How I’d been trying to move on by doing things I wouldn’t normally do. Sylar. Klaus. Clubs. Everything. I was a supreme screw-up, and all in the name of trying to forget my pain.
A scream tore from my lips as Dante let out a snarl and pinned me roughly to the mattress, his eyes so bright and filled with a madness I would never be able to comprehend.
He pressed his hand roughly over my mouth, pushing my head deep into the mattress.
“Shh. Shh, my sweet sister,” he rasped. “Shh, pretty girl.”
I whimpered beneath his hand, knowing there was no way I could fight him off. He was the size of my guys. I had to play it smarter.
“That’s a good girl,” he murmured as I went silent, my heart pounding hard.
“I’m going to tell you a secret.” He leaned in and put his lips to my ear. “I did not kill Fox. I tried to save him for you.I fucking tried.”
More tears leaked from my eyes at his words. How could I believe him when he’d kidnapped me and had me cuffed to a bed?
I wept softly, my body shaking against his.
“I hate my father. Everett. I want him dead. I tried to save Fox. I saved Ethan. I fed them. I made sure they were strong enough to fight. I am a monster, but I promise you, I am not the monster hunting you. I hunthim.”He pulled away from me, his body still looming over mine.
“H-How can I believe you?” My voice shook.
“Because you are in a safe place high above the world, not below ground in my lair. If I wanted you to suffer, we wouldn’t be having this conversation right now. You would be screaming for me, not asking me questions.”
“Why did you take me?”
“Because you are mine.” His words were filled with sincerity, something flashing in the green depths that made my breath catch.
“I-I belong to no one,” I whispered.
