Page 81 of Deviants
“Shut the fuck up.”
I pressed the barrel of my gun into the side of Dhal’s head. If she thought she still meant something to me, she had life all the way fucked up. I didn’t let someone fuck me over and then sit back to see if they were dumb enough to do it again.
I sniffed the air and smelled something cooking. Glancing into the kitchen, I saw a large red pot on a burner.
“Grimm.” I nodded towards the pan.
Cobra grabbed the naked girl off the couch and walked her over to the table to sit down.
“She’s next,” Cobra sang, cupping the woman’s tits and squeezing until she whimpered. Luther approached and nudged her legs apart, placing the barrel of his own gun right against her pussy.
“Dinner!” Grimm walked in and sat the pan of boiling eggs in the center of the table. Steam wafted off it and the water still bubbled.
“You’re going to tell me where Arlen is and who the fuck you’re helping.”
“I just want––”
“You know, I don’t like repeating myself. I asked you the same question twice now. I don’t give a shit why you did it. You made a choice, and now you’re going to pay the motherfucking consequences.”
I handed my gun off to Grimm.
“Are you hungry, Dhal? Is that it? It must be impairing your hearing.” Lifting her up by the back of the head, I fisted her bloody hair and slammed her face first into the pot of egg water.
She screamed, flailing her arms and kicking out with her feet. Her face was tinged bright red when I finally pulled her up. She coughed and sputtered, grabbing at her cheeks.
“Do you need a little more?”
“No, no!” she cried.
“Good, we can move on then.”
Only a soft sob came from her throat as Grimm made quick work of both men on the couch, swiftly coming up behind them and slitting their throats.
“He doesn’t want the B-Badlands, he just wants it to be over. You were pitted against one another on purpose. I told him you had initiated Cali, and he said it was the perfect reason to start a war. He knew you’d win, Romero. You always win.” She was crying so loud it was hard to understand what she was saying.
“He doesn’t care about Arlen, he just needed her as a token of good faith that you wouldn’t come after him. It was her or Cali. I left you Cali! He’s terrified of you, Romero. And the army. He just wants out to start over somewhere else.”
We all shared a look. David wanted out?
“I don’t fucking know what you’re trying to say, and my patience is gone.” I rolled my neck. “Get rid of that bitch, too.”
Luther lazily lifted a shoulder. “I’m gonna keep this one. Her skin’s perfect.” He smoothed a hand down her stomach before standing up and wrapping it around her throat.
Cobra kept her hands at her side so she couldn’t move. Her mouth opened and closed but no sound came out. “Just take a nap, doll,” Luther soothed.
“Noo!” Dhal wailed and attempted to lunge at me.
I still had hold of her fucking hair so I wasn’t sure what she thought she was doing. I slammed her face down onto the table. “The cellar!” she screamed out suddenly, “Check the cellar.”
I wasn’t sure how the fuck she’d got into it, considering it had been closed off for years.
“Go,” I said to Grimm.
He and Luther quickly took off out the front door.
Cobra lifted the now unconscious blonde up and dropped her on the floor so he could have her seat.
“Don’t kill me,” Dhal pleaded.
