"What are yousaying? What the fuck are yousaying?!" I heard my mom scream as Steve yelled back.
"I'm saying he was a drug-addicted piece of shit. He owed my old man thousands. The only collateral he had was your daughter. I claimed my payment today." He shrugged, grabbing his crotch as he spoke. "Still fucking aching."
"The only piece of shit around here is you! Get the fuck out of my house!" Rosie roared as Steve laughed, nodding at me.
"If I go, I'm taking this sweet little thing along for the ride, along with my future wife. What's your name, sweetheart?"
"Fuck you!" I spat back as he suddenly lunged for me, grabbing me by my throat as he pressed something hard and cold under my chin.
It's a gun.
Dad glared at him with fury as I felt Steve's hot breath on my neck.
"Okay, darling. I'll let you fuck me if you beg,"
"You fuckingwish!" I spat as Steve chuckled.
"Nah, babe, I always get what I want."
This couldn't be happening to me again.
Mom's gaze flickered behind me, and I swallowed.
"If you touch her, I'll fucking kill you," Dad muttered, stepping closer as Steve waved the gun at him.
"Listen, pops, you don't scare me."
"I don't want to scare you. I want to watch you die slowly."
"Speaking of dying slowly, your ex-husband must be nearing the white light as we speak," he directed at Rosie as his gaze fell to the door. "Oh hello, who's this?"
My heart ache when Zane walked in, leaning against the doorway casually as he gazed at me.
"Alice, remember when we were young, and we used to play that game? I'd throw those water bombs at you, and you would, what's the word..."
Duck!
I dropped to my knees suddenly as a single shot rang through the air, my dad grabbing me quickly and covering me with his body.
"Duck," whispered Zane, leaning in to lift us both up. I whirled around, my eyes widening when I saw Steve lying in a pool of blood, his screams piercing the air.
"You fucker! You fucking shot me!" he roared as my heart stopped in my chest.
There, standing over him, was Lucas.
"How the fuck do you get yourself into so many fucked up situations, woman," Lucas growled at me, his green eyes scanning my face as I stared at him in disbelief. "One of these days, I may not get there in time to save you."
I broke away from Dad, running towards Lucas as I threw myself into his arms.
"Where the fuck have you been?" I demanded, littering his face with kisses. "Are you married now, you bastard?"
Lucas smirked at me, holding my face in both hands.
"No,Cara. It's fucking pointless being away from you." Lucas kissed me then, and I melted against him.
Lucas broke away, his eyes narrowing as he gazed at the bleeding body on the floor. He whipped his phone out of his pocket, kissing my head softly.
"Marco. Dean. Get in here and take this piece of shit with you," Lucas barked into his phone, his hand gripping around my waist. "Trouble just follows you, doesn't it?" He addressed me as I lifted my eyes to his.
