Bladder relieved, I washed my fingers and was midway again to the bed room when there was sharp, repeated knocking on the entrance door. Confused, I snatched my home coat from the touchdown and padded down the steps with a yawn. Uncertain of the precise time, there was hope in my step that it was Toby lastly arriving and we’d get to speak about what had occurred.

Unlatching the door, I opened it with a yawn after which froze to the spot once I got here nose to nose with Shane.

“About fuckin’ time,” he slurred.

33

SCARLETT

“Shane?”

Immediately, the comfortable emotions left by my males pale. My coronary heart seized painfully in my chest, and I clutched the hem of my housecoat tighter. With solely skinny pajamas beneath, the chilly was biting however not as sharp as Shane’s presence. The stink of alcohol rolled off him in choking waves and whereas I tightened my grip on the door, his full weight was in opposition to it making it tough for me to maintain it ajar.

“What the hell are you doing right here?”

“You,” Shane snarled. “You fuckin— you assume you possibly can simply run away and it’s going to be over? You assume you possibly can run from me an’ I gained’t come and discover you? We’re not over till I say we’re over and also you owe me.”

“Shane, I?—.”

“No! No extra fucking speaking. I don’t want a whore to inform me what to do, you perceive?”

In a match of panic, I instantly shoved myself in opposition to the door in a determined try to shut it.

If I may simply get the latch on, then I may run for a cellphone or one thing. Sadly, Shane was bulkier and stronger, and the door didn’t transfer. As a substitute, a ragged snigger erupted from him, and he shoved onerous on the door. It gave manner instantly and I backward, tripping over the worn rug within the corridor. I hit the wall with a grunt and the door flew open, bouncing loudly in opposition to the wall.

Shane shot out a hand to cease it closing on him and lifted one hand.

Silhouetted within the door, Shane superior into the home, and I opened my mouth to scream. If I may make a noise and alert the others in the home, then this might be over shortly. Solely, no sound got here from my lips. Nothing however a noiseless gasp as Shane lifted one hand and a handgun glinted in his hand, reflecting among the moonlight outdoors.

He had a gun?!

“Shane—.” I attempted to talk however concern consumed me. He was insane.

Greater than that, he was drunk which made him much more unstable. We’d fought earlier than. Prior to now, drunken arguments have been widespread, and I had been good at appeasing him however this was completely different. This wasn’t a lover’s tiff.

“Shut up,” Shane barked, and he raised the weapon, brandishing it in my path. “I don’t want you to speak. You’re a fucking pig, you recognize that? I gave myself to you. I beloved you and all I needed was some fucking compassion.”

“You’re proper,” I gasped, backing slowly in opposition to the wall. “You’re proper, I’m sorry.”

“Shut up!” Shane yelled and threw himself ahead. A scream of terror escaped me, nevertheless it was minimize off midway via as his hand sealed round my throat. Concern trickled via me, inflicting each limb to shake uncontrollably. Iron swelled over the again of my tongue and my breath escaped in brief, sharp gasps.

“I did some studying and I noticed I don’t even want you now, you recognize? All I would like is to take an image after which that wealthy brother of yours, that new one?” He leaned shut, smothering me together with his Whiskey breath. “How a lot would he pay for you huh?”

“You’re insane,” I whispered, tears flooding my eyes.

“You break my coronary heart, fuck another guys and abandon me however I’m insane?” Shane snorted. “Would your brother pay for you, piece by piece, huh?”

“Scarlett?” Sebastian’s sleep-addled voice drifted down the steps. Shane lurched backward, his face twisted in fury, and aimed the gun up the steps as the highest step creaked.

“Sebastian!” I screamed. “Don’t?—!”

The ear-shattering bang of the gun blasted via the hallway, and I threw my fingers over my ears. A cut up second later, the heavy thump of a physique hit the steps and I watched in horror as Sebastian’s limp physique crashed down the steps and landed in a heap at Shane’s feat.

“Sebastian!” I screamed, daring ahead however Shane’s gun was on me instantly and I froze, tears pouring down my cheeks.

“Don’t fucking transfer,” he snapped. His forehead pinched collectively, and a beat of alarm handed over his face, virtually as if he couldn’t consider his personal actions. “You had your fucking toy boy right here?”

“No no,” I whispered, repeating it like a mantra and unable to look away from Sebastian’s physique. Blood started to seep into the carpet, spreading throughout the wooden and reaching the threadbare run. He didn’t transfer and at nighttime, I couldn’t even inform if he was respiratory.

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