On The Border - Marry Him Or Die

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Lucas’s POV

“This better be good, Alex” I said gruffly as I answered the call.

“Did I interrupt your beauty sleep?” he asked innocently.

Oh it was a fucking beauty alright, but I was wide awake, sober, and horny as hell for that fucking beauty if my throbbing, angry dick was any indication.

“Just tell me what you’ve got” I said dryly, already cursing him in my head.

“Touchy, touchy. What’s going on with you?” he asked sarcastically.

“Nothing” I said curtly.

I swear I was two seconds away from hurling profanities at him if he doesn’t get to the fucking point.

“Sure” he said mockingly and before I could go off on him, he carried on in all business mode “I have good news. I was able to get my hands on his man and flip him on our side, he’s going to call the meeting as soon as Zade leaves. We’re all set for tomorrow morning. Tell me you already sent the guys over here”

“They’re on their way. Are you sure about the man? What if he betrays us to Zade?” I ask him in a hard tone. You can’t trust anyone these days, even those closest to you. I’ve learned that the hard way in the past two months.

“Oh trust me, after we were through with him, he’s ready to do just about anything I tell him to do” he said smugly.

“We? Don’t tell me Jenny worked that dark side of hers on the poor man” I said sarcastically. The girl was too sweet for her own good, but she was also a force to be reckoned with at the same time.

“Hey smart-ass! Don’t tempt me to show you my dark side tomorrow when I see you” Jenny said grumpily.

“Oh can’t wait sis! Do you know what else I can’t wait for? Bear hugging the hell out of you and your husband. I fucking missed you so much” I said excitedly.

“I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I can’t wait to bear hug the hell out of you either. I miss your stupid stunts and that smugness you carry around all the time” she said softly.

“What can I say, I’m just that adorable” I said smugly.

“Don’t flatter yourself, I might still kick your ass if you pull an annoying attitude with me” she threatened jokingly.

“Can’t wait for that either, red. When are you guys arriving tomorrow?” I asked firmly.

“We should be in Snow at about 8. That gives us two hours before Zade’s arrival. Tell me we’re ready to face whoever he brings with him” said Alex seriously.

“We are, brother. It all ends tomorrow” I said determinedly.

“It will Lucas, I can’t fucking wait” he promised fiercely.

“Take care, see you”

I hung up the phone and released a long sigh.

I can’t fucking wait for tomorrow to arrive already.

To see that son of a bitch dead on the ground with blood trickling from his body.

After I hung up the phone, I realized my dick got tired of waiting for me and decided to go to sleep.

I heaved another long sigh and decided to head outside for my usual smoke seeing as I was being punished by my dick.

I grabbed my thick jacket from the hanger and wore it on me, pulled my pack and lighter from my nightstand drawer along with my ashtray, and opened my room door only to freeze in my tracks before I took one step out of it.

I came face to face with a stricken Angel as very slowly, tears trickled down both her cheeks. The look on her face completely shattered my heart and destroyed my soul. It was the look of pure hurt and utter betrayal.

I knew right then, that she must have heard my phone call with Alex and Jenny and realized that I haven’t been honest with her about them being alive.

I cursed myself for not being careful and calling their names on my end of the line. I should have been more discreet. She was going to come face to face with them tomorrow anyway, she was going to learn the truth. But I had the whole thing planned out to come clean to her in the morning before their arrival.

She was supposed to know from me that they were alive but not fucking like this dammit! I was going to make sure she doesn’t hold it against us for keeping the truth from her, but now that plan just went to shit.

“Angel…” I begin to whisper softly but she shocks me when she screams at me, the pain so fucking evident in her tone that I felt like she slapped me with it and sliced my chest wide open with its rawness.

“You heartless bastard! They’re alive!”

***

Angelina’s POV

I was tossing in bed back and forth. Half of me was dying to call Lucas over to sleep next to me and the other half was chastising the first half for being so needy and weak willed. How the hell am I going to survive on my own after eight days if I keep calling him over to help me sleep? I have to face my demons on my own and kill them once and for all, I can’t be afraid of that nightmare forever.

There was also the show that was going down tomorrow morning. Coming face to face for real with my demon was causing me so much mental and emotional stress. A part of me was too much of a coward to be there when he arrives to town to look at his face, at his eyes which resembled mine, listen to his voice, and hear whatever hideous thing he has to say to me, while another part wanted to be there and witness his demise. To see the light go in his eyes the same way he made my own light go off the second he had my mom killed.

Sleep was not coming and after a whole hour of trying I gave up on it altogether.

I had to battle a new one with myself now. To meet Lucas for his midnight smoke outside or not. On one hand, I really needed to talk to someone as my nerves for tomorrow are getting the best of me, overwhelming me to the point of near suffocation. And let’s not forget the part that really wanted to see him, smell his masculine, addicting perfume, and hear his voice. Even though it’s only been about two hours since we said goodnight to each other, I freaking missed him. I was too mad at myself for even admitting it. My self control was thinning and becoming pathetic with each passing day.

Fuck it! I’m leaving in eight days. When I’m a couple of states away from this place, I won’t have to fight with myself over seeing Lucas every chance I felt like it anymore. It will be impossible. So I’ll just have to endure it then, but I don’t have to fight it right now.

With my mind made up and putting up a clear banner; specifically for my heart, that said ‘Do not, under any circumstances, attempt to kiss Lucas again’, I headed out of my room to go downstairs. That’s when I heard his phone ringing inside his room.

I stopped short in the middle of the hallway, planning to go back to my room since he clearly wasn’t in the mood to smoke outside, when I heard something that made my blood run cold and my feet to carry me over to his room door on their own.

“This better be good, Alex” I heard him grunt in agitation.

But it can’t be the same Alex, can it?

No, I was certain that I was over reacting on this. There are a million people named Alex out there. Why would my mind think he’s talking to his dead brother.

But then he went ahead and shoved a knife into my heart when he said multiple clues that confirmed my sinking suspicion.

He was addressing Jenny, he called her ‘sis’, and said he couldn’t wait to hug her again. And her husband, too!

“We are, brother. It all ends tomorrow”

I had no more doubt left within me after that closing sentence.

I couldn’t stop resisting those destroying feelings that washed over me at that confirmation.

And I’m pretty sure that a part of me just died from that gutting act of distrust.

It fucking hurt way more than it should.