Marcus left the little girl soaked in her motherâs blood as he dragged me upstairs and out to the van before racing down the streets as I sobbed.
âBe glad that Hayden seems to be in a good moodâ He growls at me.
âWho did I just really kill?â I ask.
âCompetitionâ Is all he said.
âWas it really?â I snap.
âThey would have beenâ¦eventuallyâ He shrugs, and I groan in frustration. Heâd taken my weapons as we left and right now I wanted nothing more than to stab him.
âYou motherfuckers! They were innocent! Werenât they?!â I shout.
âAs innocent as a babyâ he smirks as I smack his arm hard, he veers off course before straightening back up while aiming his gun at me.
âYouâll pay for thatâ He sneers.
When we get back he drags me out of the van by the hair as I scream out in pain.
âWhat the bloody hell do you think youâre doing Marcus?â Hayden growls coming to see what was going on.
âShe hit me!â He snaps.
âYou donât look beatenâ¦Canât have been that badâ Hayden pushes Marcus to the wall.
âSheâs not what she seems, sheâll fuck us overâ Marcus tries to persuade.
âI made it obvious I hate you all. Iâm not doing this for pleasure!â I growl as Hayden laughs.
âShe knows sheâs mine Marcus. Canât you handle a little girl like her?â
âSheâll get us all killedâ He says as Hayden shoves him away.
âI will be showing her tonight why she cannot do that. I planned another little surpriseâ¦Go wash up, put on the outfit on the bed Samantha, weâre going to a partyâ he looks over my body biting his lip at the blood.
âWhat party?â I ask.
âYouâll seeâ He said shooing me away.
What was he playing at? Why would he take me to a party?