down inside her and threatened to unlock the monster from its prison.
“I wanted to do this face to face but I haven’t been able to get near you. What I did," Cole's voice cracked and then his speech paused, "God, I hurt you Angel. I hurt you so badly and I will never forgive myself for that. I wanted a chance to show you how sorry I am, to beg your forgiveness. Please Nikki I need to see you."
He wanted to see her? The darkness inside her rattled its cage furiously and growled ferociously a demand to be let out and taken to its master.
"Ace are you ok?" Tex asked from her doorway.
His voice broke Nikki from her trance and she dropped to the floor scrambling for her phone.
"This whole time I thought it was I that owned you but in truth it is you who owns me. I love you Angel," Cole admitted through the speaker as Nikki fumbled with her phone.
“Please meet me at,” Nikki cut the audio file off there and stared at the floor in front of her.
A battle began to rage inside her between the darkness and her will. She could not let it out. Damn Cole. Damn him and that vulnerable boy quality to his voice, because she knew if she looked closer she'd find that not only had his call tugged at the monster it had tugged at her heart too.
Tex growled audibly forcing her to look up. His eyes held something like pure fire and the darkness inside her paid some very unwanted attention to it.
"He called you?" Tex's growled question brought Trace to her door.
"That sick bastard had the audacity to call you and tell you how much he loved you?" Tex's voice was filled with dark hatred and unconsciously a shiver of the good kind slid through her as the monster inside her tested the walls of its prison. Nikki quickly tore her eyes away from him and looked back at the floor. Her heart beat faster and her breaths came quicker. A pulse began to throb between her legs. God, what was she doing?
All three of their phones beeped in the pause after his question. Nikki knew what that was. It was King calling them in and just in the nick of time too. She screwed her eyes shut and took several deep breaths to calm herself. It was enough of a reminder to drag her back to reality. She couldn’t risk Cole sneaking back into her life and turning it upside down again. Nikki closed off the audio file and deleted it from her browser history. Then she collected the card and stood up pushing past the boys and into the kitchen.
Tex could feel his anger threatening to boil over. Why couldn’t that prick just leave her alone? He’d done enough damage already and if Tex could only get his hands on the guy he’d return the favour and then some. He watched in silence as Nikki walked out into the kitchen. She scooped up the flowers from the kitchen table and walked out the back door. Where the hell was she going?
Both he and Trace followed her outside and watched as Nikki unceremoniously dumped the flowers into one of the fire drums in the back yard and doused the lot with fire starter. As she picked up a lighter from the nearby table Tex couldn’t help but feel a little better. She held a little florists card up to the flame and once it caught she tossed that into the drum also. As the flames took off with a woosh Nikki turned back towards them.
“Let’s go. We got shit to do,” she told them as she pushed back passed them into the house.
Tex felt a wave of relief wash over him. Nikki wasn’t curled up in a ball on the floor crying and she wasn’t running out to meet up with the guy. Maybe their plan would work. He didn’t have time to contemplate that right now. They had church and then they had a long list of places to search for Black.
It was the first time she’d been in that room for a couple of months. She was nervous about facing them all in there but she wasn’t going to let it show. She walked into that room with her head held high and went
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