A Truly Wicked Tale (Book 2)

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Chapter 7

~~Wicked’s Perspective~~

Seeing her beaten and bruised had me seeing red. I wanted to kill this Cain guy. And I haven’t felt this pissed off since the thing with Kevin Carter.

The only comfort I have right now is the fact that she’s laying here sleeping in my arms. And I’ll be damned if I’m ever going to let her go.

She’s mine.

When Faith came to offer to help I had to let her do it. I was honestly afraid I’d end up hurting her if I were to keep going. When they came out and I saw the look on Faith’s face I knew it must have been worst then what it looked like originally.

I’d have to thank her for helping later.

Right now, I’m not moving from where I am. I don’t care if Lion called Church, I’m not fucking leaving her right now.

Another thing that pissed me off was fucking Riley coming out of my room acting like she was there before Crystal. When the fact is, I’ve never brought Riley here. The only place I ever took her was behind the bar I met her in and fucked her from behind against the wall of that bar.

And that was one time. Haven’t been with her since. Didn’t want to be. She was just something to work off some stress and tension.

After I was finished with her I left her laying there on the ground in nothing but her bra that was barely hanging on. But ever since she’s been haunting me, even though I tell her to fuck off and I’m not interested but she keeps coming back.

I don’t know why she was here even after her brother, the president of The Devil’s Disciples, told her to stay away and not to step foot in here again. But of course she doesn’t fucking listen.

My phone’s pinging sound brought me out of my thoughts. I pulled it out of my pocket with my free hand since the other one was wrapped under Crystal.

3 New Text Messages.

"Lion’s calling church." ~Ryan

I knew it.

"Crystal’s sleeping. I’m not leaving her." ~ Wicked.

If I was being honest. I dreaded opening the next one. Lord knows what she’s going to be bitching about.

"Annabelle talked to Daniel. He’s pissed. He wants Crystal to call him right now. But she’s not answering her phone." ~Megan

I rolled my eyes.

"She’s asleep. I’ll let her know when she wakes up." ~Wicked

The next one had me raising an eyebrow.

"You’re in for a huge surprise later. I wouldn’t let that cute little thing of yours out of your sight and unprotected." ~Unknown

What the actual fuck?

"What’s that supposed to mean?" ~Wicked

I went to put my phone away when it pinged a few more times.


"You’re pussy whipped already? Damn." ~Ryan

I rolled my eyes.

"Fuck off." ~Wicked.

The next one didn’t surprise me.

"Aw! How adorable. Just remember what I said! Do NOT under any circumstances hurt her! I will castrate you myself if you do." ~Megan

I gulped. My sister may be tiny but hell she can just as scary as only of the brothers.

"I’ve said it a thousand times, Megs. I have no intention of hurting her in anyway." ~Wicked

On to the next which happens to the a number I didn’t bother saving in my phone.

"You’ll see. Just remember protection is key." ~Unknown

Believe me she annoyed me. Which is why I couldn’t bother myself with her.

"Leave us alone Riley. Or I will tell your brother again." ~Wicked

I held my phone in my hand for a few more minutes just in case anyone decided to message me again. But no one did after 10 minutes, so I put it away and decided to curl back up with Crystal wrapping both arms around her while burying my nose in her hair as I drifted off to sleep.

I was content. And dare I say happy.

~~Crystal’s Perspective~~

I don’t know how long I slept but I didn’t want to open my eyes.

For the first time in my life I actually felt safe. And warm. Very warm. I snuggled closer to the source of the warmth.

I heard and felt the source of the warmth chuckle.

I groaned and buried my face into his chest.

“Come on sleepy head... It’s been at least 15 hours... And I’m starving...” Wicked chuckled.

“I don’t wanna...” I mumbled into his chest.

He chuckled again. “Well... In that case I’ll just eat you...” Wicked whispered in my ear making me groan.

As much as that sounded amazing, I didn’t want to wake up, but when my stomach grumbled I figured it was time to get up to get food.

I really wish my body communicated better. All of me was tired and wanted to sleep, but my stomach was hungry and my vagina pulsed with need at Wicked’s words.

God, I hated my body at times.

Wicked chuckled again. “Sounds like your hungry too... Come on, I’m pretty sure Annabelle or Faith made food...” Wicked said lifting his arm off me.

I sat up and rubbing my eye as I winced slightly. My face was still slightly tender to the touch.

I sighed and started to get up when Wicked’s hand appeared in front of my face. I looked at it for a minute before getting the message and taking his hand as he helped me to my feet which were wobbly.

I looked down at my clothes for a second before sighing and brushing the thought away.

“You look about the same size as Faith... I’m pretty sure she has clothes you can borrow for the time being...” Wicked said like he was reading my mind.

I nodded and followed him out of his door.

It seemed quiet compared to the other times I’ve been here. There was no music. Not a lot of people. And the most noise was coming from the Kitchen, which is where I was guessing everyone was getting food.

When we entered the kitchen most of the heads in the kitchen turned our way.

I couldn’t help but feel like running the other way I was never one who liked to be stared at or the center of attention. I unconsciously took a step back before feeling an arm wrap around my waist pulling me back into a hard and warm chest.

I once again wanted to curl up into the warmth.

“You’re awake!” Megan’s voice broke me from my thoughts. “Come, sit and eat... Faith made breakfast...” Megan said motioning to the 2 chairs next to her.

I nodded as I felt myself being pushed forward. I willingly let Wicked lead me to where he wanted me. I didn’t mind him doing stuff like this.

We took our seats when 2 plates of French toast, sausage links, and scrambled eggs were placed in front of us.

“Don’t get used it Wicked...” Faith said before turning back around.

Wicked chuckled. “Never do...” He said before stuffing a piece of French toast in his mouth.

I took my time eating since it’s been a bit since I ate something this solid.

I felt my phone buzz in my hoodie pocket which startled me causing me to jump slightly.

I pulled it out of my pocket and looked at it. There are only a few people that actually call or text me.

Daniel, Dominic, Megan, and Him.

And it just so happened to be the latter.

"Where did you go my darling gem? I’m looking for you." ~Unknown

I gulped and went to the next one.

"Hey Jewel. Hope you’re okay. Dan called and told me he found you. Hope to see you at work soon." ~Dom

"Maybe. I’ll try." ~Crystal

I felt bad for lying to Dominic but I don’t think I’ll be allowed to go back.

“Don’t even think about it...” Wicked growled in my ear before nipping at it.

I giggled slightly. I sort of knew that would be his answer.

I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, yeah...” I said taking a bite of eggs.

I opened the next one.

"I’ve been calling you and you aren’t answering. Annabelle and Megan said you’re with them at the clubhouse. I just wanted to make sure you’re alright. Call me as soon as you get this." ~Daniel

I sighed.

"Sorry. I fell asleep pretty much as soon as I got here. I just woke up. I’m fine. Don’t worry. It’ll give you gray hair." ~Crystal

I wanted to giggle but I held back I didn’t want to draw anymore attention to myself.

Plus I didn’t think any of them even wanted me to have my phone in the first place so I didn’t want to push it too much.

I put my phone away when Faith’s voice broke me out of my thoughts.

“Oh... So, I stopped by the school last night and was able to get you a new laptop for you do your school work on... The lady in the office said she understood...” Faith said as she flipped a piece of French toast in the pan.

“Okay... Wait?! What did you tell her?” I asked when what she said registered in my mind.

“You know the normal... You dropped it and it broke...” Faith shrugged her shoulders like it wasn’t a big deal.

“Great... Now I have to figure out how to get the money to replace it...” I groaned putting my forehead against the table.

“Don’t worry about it... It’s been taken care of...” Faith said.

I was speechless.

How can she act like it’s no big deal. The school laptops are fucking expensive. More then I make in 5 months.

“How...” I started to say but left it go.

I’ve learned never look a gift horse in the mouth.

“Thanks...” I said with a small smile.

“No problem... Don’t worry about it too much... You do your work and get the job you want that’s payment enough...” Faith said sitting down after making her own plate.

She sat next to Wolf and Ryan.

“She’s gonna need clothes...” Wicked said. “We kind of didn’t give her a chance to grab anything...” He added after chewing and swallowing what was in his mouth.

“Yeah...” Ryan chuckled. “Wicked just dragged her off like some caveman and threw on his bike...” Ryan said with a smirk on his face.

“Oh so, he pulled a Ryan?” Faith asked.

“Sounds like it...” Megan said

“Hey!” Both Wicked and Ryan said at the same time.

“Truth hurts?” Faith asked give the boys a smirk.

They both huffed and went back to eating.

“We can go clothes shopping after we’re done eating...” Faith said.

“Um... I’m not sure that’s a good idea...” I mumbled.

“Why?” Megan asked.

I looked at them and sighed. “I don’t exactly have the money to...” I said looking back down at the plate in front of me.

“Don’t worry about that...” Megan said with a dismissive wave of her hand.

“But...” I began but Wicked put his hand over my mouth earning him a glare.

“Don’t worry about it...” Wicked said going back to stuffing his face.

I sighed but I dropped it. They obviously weren’t going to let it go either.

Once we were done eating, Wicked and I headed back to his room.

Faith had given me a pair of jeans and a tank top to wear for the time being.

I went into the shower and was in the middle of removing my shirt, slowly, when I felt arms wrap around my waist.

I smiled to myself as I felt hands slide up my sides and push the shirt up and over my head. The fingers of those hands glided over my back softly before resting on my hips.

“Wicked...” I whispered.

He hummed his reply as he buried his face in the crock of my neck.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

I was highly aware what his presence did to my body and my mind.

“I want to help you... I know it’ll be slightly difficult for you to change or shower...” Wicked chuckled near the end.

“And that’s all?” I asked knowing the answer already.

He chuckled again. “Maybe...” He said before I felt his teeth scrape across the crock of my neck.

I groaned as I leaned back into him as his mouth traveled to my collar bone, nipping at my skin.

“You know I only have 30 minutes right?” I asked.

He growled. “They can wait a few hours... I haven’t had you all week...” He said sliding his hands under my waist band.

“A few hours?” I asked with a raised eyebrow as I looked over my shoulder.

“Last time was 3 hours I think...” He chuckled nipping at my ear causing me to giggle.

I sighed. I knew he was serious but I couldn’t let him.

“How about after I get back? We’ll have more time then...” I asked hoping he’ll agree.

“But I want you now...” He said sliding his hand across my stomach and hooking the other side to pulled me back against him.

I bit my bottom lip from the pain that shot threw my back briefly.

“I’m sorry... I forgot...” He said softly.

“It’s alright... Help me with a shower?” I asked trying to make him feel a bit better.

“You bet... Anything you want... It’s yours...” He said pushing my pants down my legs.

“I bet...” I muttered under my breath.

“Come on... I’ll be good... I promise...” Wicked said with a gulp as his eyes roamed up and down my body.

It made me shiver slightly.

His gaze always made me feel hot and bothered.

I nodded as he helped me into the shower that I just noticed was running.

When did that get turned on?′ I asked myself internally.

Wicked pulled the curtain closed after he stepped in behind me, naked, completely naked. Not that I haven’t seen him naked before but damn, he’s like a damn god.

Like he promised, he didn’t do anything but help me wash my hair and body being gentle with my back, hips, and legs.

I wanted to cry and scream when he went over my back but I just bit my bottom lip. I bit it hard, drawing blood.

Once he was done, he helped me out and dried me off. He helped me put on the clothes Faith lent me.

“I’ve never redressed someone before... This is a first for me...” Wicked teased with a chuckle when I smacked his shoulder as he pulled the jeans up my legs.“What? I’m only be truthful...” He said.

I shook my head dismissively at him.

He was truly unbelievable.

~~Wicked’s Perspective~~

After I helped Crystal get dressed, I walked her downstairs where my sister and Faith were waiting. Both of them were determined to take her shopping and to get some time with her themselves.

Why did I feel jealous of Faith and my sister?

Oh yeah, that’s right, I fucked up and fell in love with the girl. Not that I would ever tell anyone that.

I was staring at the spot that Faith’s car was parked after they drove away. Lost in my own thoughts.

When a hand landed on my shoulder and I heard chuckling coming from behind me.

“Man, you look like a puppy watching your owner driving away...” Ryan’s laughter broke me completely out of my thoughts.

Fucking prick...′ I groaned internally. “What the fuck do you want?” I asked with a sigh.

I knew he wasn’t going to go away anytime soon.

“Nothing... Lion just wanted to know why you skipped church yesterday...” Ryan said.

“I told you why... Let me guess you didn’t tell him...” I said looking over my shoulder at his smug face.

“I did but you should have known that wasn’t going to fly with him...” Ryan said leaning on the door frame opposite of me.

“Faith didn’t tell you?” I asked.

“Tell me what?” Ryan jumped up straight growling his words.

I wanted to laugh but then I thought about how I’ve been with Crystal.

“What Crystal’s condition was when she got here?” I asked leaning my head back against the door frame.

“No...” Ryan said, he sounded confused.

“Figures... Faith helped Crystal wash up before she fell asleep... Her back alone made me want to kill someone... I thought the scars I saw last week was going to be the worst... I was wrong... Dude, I want to find this fucker and fucking torture the fuck out of him...” I grit my teeth.

Just thinking about it pissed me off.

“It was that bad?” Ryan asked his tone saying he was concerned.

“Yeah... Looked like she was whipped with something multiple times across her back, sides, legs... Just about every where... Then her face was covered in bruises... I really want to get my hands on the fucker...” I said my hands curled into fist with my nails digging into my palm.

Ryan was silent for a few moments and I was honestly wondering if he had left. But when he did speak I could tell we were both on the same page.

“It’s settled then... The fucker is dead...” Ryan said, his tone serious.

I was thankful to him that’s for sure. And I knew Crystal would be too.

“Let’s go inform Lion... I don’t need to get an ear full later...” I said pushing off the door frame.

We both headed off to locate Lion. Which was easy considering he was in the room used for Church. The fucker was always in here.

“Psycho, Wicked? What do you both need?” Lion asked as he played with Wolf.

“It’s Crystal...” I said sitting down in my chair.

Lion smirked. “I kind of figured...” He said handing Wolf her teething ring. “So how does it feel to be whipped?” Lion asked his smirk only getting wider.

I grit my teeth, not because of the question itself but the way he phrased it.

Ryan shook his head. “I wouldn’t Lion...” Ryan said.

Lion looked confused as he looked between Ryan and me.

“What do you mean?” Lion finally asked after a moment.

“I’ll explain later... Just don’t mention ′being whipped′ again...” Ryan said causing me to clench my jaw.

Lion raised an eyebrow clearly confused.

I sighed. “Crystal was... I don’t know by what but she was...” I growled.

I was trying to control this rage that was brewing but it was getting really difficult specially with out Crystal with me. It was like she calmed the rage instantly just by being near me.

The look on Lion’s face was pure shock. His mouth gaped , his eyebrow almost to his hairline.

“You’re shitting me?” He asked. We both shook our heads. “Well, fuck... Annabelle told me a little about her history... But she also told me what kind of sick fuck this Cain guy was...” Lion was getting pissed. Lion pulled out a folder from under the table. “Take a look... Annabelle said that Crystal was involved in the clean up of his victims...” Lion explained as Ryan took the folder to look at it.

I looked over his shoulder to see what we were going up against. And fuck I didn’t regret looking. The women and girls were not unidentifiable, no faces, no skin or muscle.

I’ve seen Ryan rip before and it looked similar but this looked more deranged.

Even Ryan looked slightly sick. Which means it had to be bad.

“Did she...” Ryan started to ask.

“No... She was never involved in the actual killing part... Annabelle said she had to force her into a sleep to get all the answers that she blocked out from her mind... And luckily she was only involved in the clean up part not the killing part... Not that Cain didn’t try to make her...” Lion explained.

I was pissed. Who the fuck would try to force someone to kill another person like that.

“Did you tell them about Amanda?” Annabelle’s voice rang through the room. We all looked over to see her standing the doorway.

“No... I was just getting to that...” Lion asked.

“Amanda? Who is Amanda?” I asked.

“She is Crystal... Well a part of her anyway...” Annabelle said.

I was still confused. I didn’t get it.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Amanda is who Crystal becomes to protect herself... She has split personalities...” Annabelle explained.

“What?” I asked.

Annabelle and Lion both nodded. “Yes... Crystal’s mind itself shuts down and locks Crystal herself away... Then on something like auto pilot... Who we have named Amanda... She’s a bit more sadistic then the Crystal you all have met...” Annabelle explained. “But even she won’t kill... She claims to be protecting Crystal...” Annabelle added.

It clicked.

When my sister said before, that she doesn’t even know everything, she meant it, Crystal had no clue.

“For the record... Amanda hasn’t shown herself that we know of in years... At least until recently... I just asked Slim to wipe the cameras at the latest victims abduction site because she was there... I could tell it was Amanda and not Crystal herself...” Annabelle said.

“Who was the latest?” Ryan asked.

“She was a blonde dancer from where Crystal works... She went by the name Raine...” Annabelle answered. “I’m going to try and get Amanda to come out... I need to know what Crystal can’t tell us...” Annabelle added in more of a warning type tone.

“Wouldn’t that be dangerous?” I asked.

“Could be... But I’ve done it before... And she didn’t fight me on it... Amanda made it clear though that doesn’t like to be called out like that but as long as I don’t do it often she’ll go with it...” Annabelle explained.

I didn’t like it. I didn’t want her to get hurt like that.

“It won’t hurt her...” Annabelle said looking at me, like she was reading my mind. I raised and eyebrow. “The look on your face gave you away... You know since meeting her you became very easy to read...” Annabelle teased.

I didn’t bother saying anything, I just got up and walked away.

I was loosing my touch. She made me easy to read. She made me vulnerable. I didn’t like it. But I didn’t like being away from her even more.

I guess I had to pick my battles carefully.

And no matter what, she would always be the right choice.

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