Corrupt (Devil's Night 1)

She slid her hand up the inside of my shirt and pulled the gun out, slipping it into my hand behind my thigh.

“I don’t know,” Trevor answered, fake confusion on his face. “But I’m certainly enjoying myself.”

What the hell was the matter with him? He hated me. I knew that. But Will? Kai? Rika? He couldn’t get away with this. Had he lost his fucking mind?

“Go ahead,” he challenged, pointing the gun at me. “Rush me. You’d take a bullet, but you’d still take me down.”

I shook my head and turned my eyes on Damon. “Don’t do this,” I implored. “Will and Kai have never hurt you. Rika’s never hurt you.”

“But hurting them will hurt you,” Damon retorted, planting his foot on Kai’s back and shoving his back to the ground.

Kai grunted, squeezing his eyes shut. From the way he grabbed his side I could guess he had a few broken ribs.

“You’ve never suffered,” Damon snarled. “You’ve never had to lose, and this will change your life forever. You should never have chosen her over us.”

“You’re a fucking coward!” Kai shouted at him.

Damon just scowled at him and then looked up at me again, an ocean separating us. I didn’t even recognize him anymore.

“Tell me you’ll let her go,” he demanded. “Tell me everything can go back to the way it was in high school.”

I steeled my spine, squeezing Rika’s arm behind me.

“She has no place with us, and you give her too much power over you,” he continued. “Tell me she’s nothing. Tell me you’d choose us over her. Or better yet…” He paused, a glint in his eyes. “Tell me you’d trade Rika for Will and Kai.”

My throat tightened, and my heart hammered in my chest.

“Choose,” Trevor pressed. “Rika can take Will’s place, and the four of you can be like none of this ever happened.”

I heard her breathing behind me, shallow and fast, and I knew she was scared.

I could feel her everywhere. On my skin, in my chest, in my hands…

The sweetness of her lips as she panted against my mouth in the steam room….

I love you, Michael.

“Will and Kai will be fine,” Damon assured. “But you have to sacrifice her.”

Sacrifice her. I can’t…

I swallowed the lump in my throat.

She was everywhere. Always everywhere. Years and years, and there was no shaking her. Every time I closed my eyes she was there.

It feels like you.

Sixteen and looking at me like I was God.

You’re in everything.

The moment I knew that heart of hers was mine, and I couldn’t wait to be inside of her.

Yes, it turns me on.

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sp; Seeing her go over that edge and trust me to jump with her as I felt her from the inside for the first time and she come apart in my arms. God…