Page 65 of Lies You Told
The weakest link in this whole thing is Ryan. He looked ready to cave the last time I saw him a couple of hours ago.
He strides over to me with that fucking knife in his hand. Moving his wrist in circles, so the light hits the blade. That’s where my attention is, not on him. I can switch off just enough if I don’t look at him. I learned that the hard way all those years ago.
“You were always my favorite.” The creep whispers in my ear as he moves in front of me. He grabs onto my chin, forcing me to look at him.
He cuts through the material of my dress, my breasts rising and falling now my breathing has changed. I’m naked in front of him except for the barely there thong I’m wearing.
“I’ve missed these,” he says, grabbing one of my breasts.
I close my eyes, not wanting to see the excited look on his face. I hear movement as a door opens, and I see Franchesca walk in. She’s changed into jeans and a sweater. She smiles at me as she watches this creep manhandle me. I like pain, but this isn’t the good kind of pain, and my head and body know this isn’t for pleasure. My body knows this isn’t some kinky scene playing out.
“She likes it rough,” she laughs.
He laughs maniacally before bringing his hand and slapping me across the face.
I look at her with disgust. How she managed to con me for so long is confusing to me. He puts the knife down on the ground before pulling the rest of my dress away from my skin so he can have more access to me. A smile spreads over her face. That look hurts way more than anything this creep has done to me or is doing to me right now.
There’s a bang, and before I know what’s happening, he’s cutting the rope on my wrist and dragging me in front of him, his knife to my throat. Of course, now I’m naked and in nothing but a thong.
Hannah and Danny have guns drawn with their eyes on him. I look at Hannah, she's the only girl on the team, and I zero in on her as someone in an FBI black bulletproof vest drags Franchesca quietly and quickly out of the room. The other FBI agent stays his gun drawn too.
I watch Hannah’s foot and remember everything she told me. She’d expected something like this to happen. I watch her foot, waiting for her tap. I told her that if it came down to it, he would probably use me as a human shield. So far, I’ve been right.
There’s talking going on around me, but I’m zoning it all out, except Hannah. He tightens his grip on the arm he’s holding behind my back.
Hannah taps her foot once, twice as she taps the third time; I pull on the arm he’s holding onto and pull myself down so everyone has a clear shot.
“Put the knife down,” the FBI guy says, and I crawl out of his reach and move toward Greyson.
I press my fingers to Greyson's neck. They beat him badly, but he refused to tell her what she wanted.
“I said, put the knife down,” the FBI guy says, firmer this time as he takes a step closer.
I close my eyes as I rest my head on Greyson’s arm. My eyes shield me from what’s happening.
I hear the knife fall to the wooden floor, and Danny and the FBI agent move toward him. Hannah pulls off her vest as she walks towards me and unzips her jacket, wrapping it over my shoulders.
The room starts to fill with people, including paramedics, who start working on Greyson.
“I’m going to the hospital with him,” I tell them.
They nod as they shine a light in his eyes.
I burst into tears when I see Jax walk into the room with a blanket in his hand. I walk towards him and cry into his chest and feel his heart beating a mile a minute.
“Let’s get you out of here,” he whispers.
I nod my head. All the energy and adrenaline I’ve been holding onto leaving my body. I tighten my grip on his dress pants and belt, noticing he’s still in his suit from last night, minus the tie.
I hear a groan from Greyson as the paramedics put him on a stretcher.
“You…” the paramedic starts to say.
“Yeah, we’re coming.” Jax puts his arm around my shoulder as I tighten the blanket around me.
“They’re going to want to check you out, too,” the paramedic says as she gushes a needle into Greyson’s arm.
“I’m fine,” I say, leaning against Jax as the ambulance pulls up at the hospital.
