I took a step forward. “I want to know how much money they gave you to make you risk going against me.”
“Twenty thousand.” He held up his hands when I began to advance on him. “Look, man. I don’t know what happened. I wasn’t in on it, I didn’t try to hurt her! You said she was fine. I got the fuck out of there because I didn’t want to be a part of that shit. I left, they’ll never see me again.”
I sighed. “I know.” I popped one of his kneecaps, and he cried out. “Because no one is ever going to see you again when I'm done with you.” I popped out his other kneecap.
He continued to beg and plead as I stood there watching him bleed and cry. He was really pathetic. I mean, surely he had to know there was no getting out of this. At least try to go out like a man with a bit of dignity. I pulled out my knife from the inside pocket of my suit jacket and took a seat on top of the table in front of him. “Let me see your hands.”
He was crying now and shaking his head. I sighed. “You can give me your hands, or I can make sure that they're both gone before you die. Your choice.”
He lifted shaking hands up to me. I gripped his left hand and ran the blade across the top of his hand. “You touched my girl with these fingers. Only motherfucking fingers that should touch her are mine. That means…” without blinking or hesitating, I quickly chopped off his pinkie. “That I now own these.” I didn’t wait, I went straight to the next one. I wanted to drag this out, but by the way, he was freaking the fuck out, I knew he was on the verge of passing out. I wanted this mother fucker conscious of what I was doing to him. I swiftly got off all ten fingers and watched him as he struggled to breathe.
There were other things to get revenge for, and this one I was doing for Julie. “I didn’t forget, how you took her virginity and turned around and fucked her sister. Or the fact that you were fucking Taylor behind her back the whole time. That kind of shit could really bruise a girls ego.” I stood knowing what was coming next. “Get up.”
His eyes almost bugged out of his head. I guess he was wondering how the fuck I expected him to move. Let alone stand on busted knees. I quite frankly didn’t give a fuck because it wasn’t my problem. The fucker was going to stand. I gripped the front of his shirt and pulled him to his feet. He swayed a bit and looked like he was going to vomit. I used my knife to cut his belt loose and dropped his pants. Finally understanding my intent, he began to sob.
“P – p – pl – p – ple – “ he stuttered.
I bought my knife to his lips. “Shhh. This would be easier if you would just accept this as your fate.”
Those parting words did nothing to ease him. He began freaking out even more, and I sighed. I made sure I had his eyes as I cut his dick off and let it drop to the floor. He gasped, convulsed, then collapsed. The party was apparently over. I went back for my Glock and put one between his eyes just so I knew the fucker was dead. Then I pulled out my phone and called Angelou. I gave them the address and told them we needed cleanup. With this fucker finally taken care of, I just wanted to get home and fuck the shit out of my woman. With that thought in mind, we left right after the cleanup crew arrived. They dropped me at home and went about their business. I found Julie in the living room curled up watching TV.
She looked up at me. “Where were you?” she asked.
I frowned. “The fuck? Since when did we do this? You questioning me and shit, I can’t say that I like it.” I asked removing my jacket and leaning against the door jam.
She glared at me. “Since you started going rogue and going after people who have hurt me without consulting me.”
“How do you know that?” I asked.
She crossed her arms pushing her breast up. “I'm a psychic.” She said dryly.
I rolled my eyes and went into the room to sit next to her. “You spoke to Dante,” I stated. Not a question. He was the only big mouth who knew what id been up to today.
“So?” she challenged.
“What exactly were you expecting me to say?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know, but something. I would’ve liked to know. You weren’t even going to tell me now were you?”
I sighed. “This isn’t anything you need to know. You need to worry about your pregnant ass and not about revenge. I took care of it. That’s what I'm here for, Julie. It's on me to make sure that you're safe and any mother fucker that dares to fuck with you pay the price.”
She pouted and dropped further into the couch. “What did you do to him?” she asked.
I frowned. “you sure you want to know?” I asked, and she nodded. I ran a hand down my face. “Fine. I found out where he lives now. I went there and waited for him. When he got there, I had him tell me what he knew about everything. It wasn’t much. Then I shot out his knees, just for the fuck of it. Then I cut off every single one of his fingers, for touching you. Then, I cut off his dick for cheating on you. Then I shot him.”
I watched her for her reaction. She was tense, “is he dead?” she asked hesitantly.
I nodded. “Yes.”
She released a deep breath. “Good.” She looked up at me. “Thank you.” She said softly.
I nodded and leaned in for a kiss. “I'll always do it for you.”
“What about Becca?” she asked.
I frowned. “She’s still hiding. But don’t worry. Eventually I'm going to get that bitch. I promise.” I was going to burn that bitch alive if I could.
She leaned into me, and I relaxed onto the couch with her and held her. She gasped and looked up at me. She grabbed my hand and put it on her stomach. “Feel that?” she asked.
I frowned. At first, I didn’t feel anything, and then it came. A bump against my hand. I looked into Julie's eyes in wonder. “Holy shit, babe. That’s our baby.” I said in awe.
“I know. I'm so excited!” she said with a big smile. “The baby is going to be spoiled… isn’t he?” She asked.
I nodded my head and I couldn’t help but kiss her.
She sighed. “How did we even get here?” She asked.
I grinned. “I guess you do have a reason to be nice to Alex…”
She scoffed. “Yea, right.”
I gave her a look. “I’m being serious. Remember he was the one that couldn’t tell you apart from Taylor and brought you to me.”
Her eyebrows flew up. “That’s what you call it? I think it was closer to kidnapping and almost murder.”
I laughed. “Alright.” I wasn’t going to argue.
“And then… you took me. And kept me.”
“Damn right.”
She sighed again and shifted getting more comfortable. “I took you, your body, your heart. And I’m going to keep taking these things and more from you for a very long time so you better get used to it.”
She jut out her bottom lip in a pout. “And what do I get then? It sounds like I’m the one doing all of the work here.”
“You get me baby.” I kissed her nose. “And you get to take just as much back from me.”
She gave my hand a little squeeze. “Love you, Gio.”
“I love you too, Julie.”
The End
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