Bait Novel 43
Chapter
43
The damage done to the car hurts. I mean holy shit. The Queen got me a car and I ruined it. The entire back of the car is littered with gunshots. I can't even pull the ones stuck to it out because they're silver. He's going to f***g pay for this. They all are.
"Perry," Jacob calls out my name from the inside of the castle as I stare at the rear of the car. All my things were taken up to my spare room, but right now I want to wallow in my self-pity a little longer. "Hey, Jake." I greet him when he approaches me. "Look at this,"
"It's fixable," he places his hand on my shoulder.
"I brought you something. I say and reach into my pocket for the small frame of the four of us at graduation. I took it off Darren's desk before I left the safe house. His eyes light up and he smiles. "Thank you," he bumps the back of my head with his forehead. "Why don't you come inside? Dinner is almost ready and you could use some cleaning up,
"I killed five wolves today," I whisper. "Grand total of one seventy-two,
"I told you to stop keeping track of that," he sighs.
I can't "Perry
"I can't, Jake. I don't know-" I growl using the car to hold myself up. "I don't know how to stop anymore. Every time I get closer, things only get worse for me. Why does this always happen to me, Jacob?" The moon wouldn't put something in front of you, you couldn't handle,"
"You're an ***le if you really believe that," I pull away from him.
"Hey," he stops me. "I know it's not what you want to hear. No answer is going to make you feel better, Perry. This is the way things are,"
"Yeah," I pull out of his hold again. "Being a ***g terrorist is in my blood, I guess,"
"Perry," he groans but doesn't try to stop me again.
"Yo, check this s***t out, Andromeda comes out of nowhere with her tablet in hand and holds it up to my face before I can get to the elevator. She hits the play triangle.
"Terror in the street of Red Wood. An unknown assailant crosses our borders taking out four of our best guards, a video of the car heading out of the city comes up just as I toss the grenade out of the sunroof. Then again when Lpop up and start shooting. The angle of the shot hides my face. "That is madness, Andromeda laughs.
"Yeah, killing my former packmates is something to celebrate, Princess," Isay sarcastically.
"They sold you to us," she says when I sidestep her.
Yeah, they did and now I'm going to kill a bunch of them and ruin everything they believe in. So, let's not laugh at the misfortunes of others, Sweetness. You're not in a better position than I am. I know I don't have to remind you why I'm here,
"You f**g ruin everyone's fun," she growls and stomps her foot
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"That's me. The ruiner. It's literally my name," I scoff and open the elevator.
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"I don't even know why my brother put that collar on you. I loved his car. I would have put those ugly marks on you," she shouts. I stop the doors from shutting.
"What did you just say?"
"I said I'd put those ugly marks on you," she repeats.
"Before that, What about his car?"
"He sold his car to get you that ugly necklace around your neck, she storms off mumbling more obscenities under her breath.
The doors shut and I step back putting my hand up to the collar. So, that's what happened to his spaceship. I can't believe he did that. Then again, it sounds like something the King would do. I pull out my phone to start trying to figure out what kind of car it was After a shower and a change of clothes, I sit on my bed and realize that all my stuff is missing and there are rows of empty shelves on the wall where the TV used to be. On the floor under them are the weapons boxes I had brought with us and the ones that I had brought up before burning the rest of my belongings.
I spend the rest of my night putting my guns together and cleaning them before putting them on display. Even the little one I had strapped on my leg. It looks like the inside of an underground dealer's basement in here. The king is probably going to find this annoying. I like when he makes that look of disgust he attempts to hide every time someone does something he doesn't like.
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