Chapter 123 Frozen to Death
"NO!" he shouts, trying and failing to back away from me. He looks like a fucking little mouse scared he's finally been caught by a big cat. He's been playing games with Josie for so long, it's time someone changed the rules on him. He will learn he is not as big as he thinks he is.
"Oh, look who wants to play big tough man! He has to tie his fucking victim to the bed. Not to mention he has to drug her just to get her to come with him. Not very impressive James!" I snarl down to the little weasel. "Don't worry, I know exactly what to do with a little snake like you! You'll be lucky if the cops show up and stop me before I beat you to death!"
I'm fucking on him in two steps, grab him by his fucking skinny trunk and with all the adrenaline running through my body, I toss him to the other end of the tiny room.
He lands with a crash. He's momentarily disoriented, but I'm not going to let that stop me. How many times has he hurt Josie? How many times has she asked him to stop, and yet, here he is.
And then I'm on him again.
I let my fists fly as my emotions run wild, over and over again. I can hear the crack of his nose and his blood smears down my knuckles and I just smirk. "You like pain, James? I'll fucking give you pain!"
I punch his stomach until his coughing up blood. I really hope I cracked a few fucking ribs. I want to break his fucking neck, but he needs to pay for what he's done.
"If I ever see you near my fiancé again, I'm going to kill you. I don't care if I end up in jail. You will die. Bullet's not the way I want you to go. That's too quick. You would be in my basement for years as I slowly drain you of your blood and recorded ever damn scream and whimper as you beg for death. Only when you are unable to respond will I slit your throat," I whisper into his ears.
I can feel him trembling beneath me. His eyes are swollen shut, but his brown eyes tell me exactly what his lips can't. He's fucking scared.
Good. He's taking my threat seriously. I never make empty threats. As long as Josie's safe, I really don't care what happens to me. I love her so fucking much and I failed her. Again! I didn't mean to, but I did!
I step away from him, blood dripping down my body. I take a deep breath, not sure I want to see what he's done to my girl, but I am lot leaving her.
I turn and freeze.
She's naked.
I don't know why that was the first thing that hit me. But it's not that she's naked that has my brain short circuiting. It's the fact that I can see every damn bruise, bite, cut and mark on her shivering body.
My girl is not as bloody as the idiot that caused this, but my body is shivering in rage. She should not look like this. It's a good thing I didn't see this before I started with James, I probably would've ended up with murder charges.
My girl is fucking freezing. I can see it how her skin is almost a frosty blue, with pin pricks of goosebumps appearing all over her body. She looks like she froze to death and my heart pounds in my chest. What the hell did he do to you?
Only now do I realize how fucking cold it is in here. I can see the cracks in the window. I can hear the wind whistling through the cracks and it sends a chill down my spine.
What the hell was he thinking? She could fucking die in this room! There is no heat! And she has nothing to cover her! No way to preserve her own body heat!
I shrug out of my jacket and rush to wrap her up in it. I've got clothes for her out in the car, but I hadn't even thought about bringing them in here. This will have to do for a moment.
I have no idea where the fuck her actual clothes are. There is nothing in this room that can protect her from the cold. This bastard was pure evil, and yet, I know he wasn't the mastermind behind the whole thing... But I'll get to him later.
I wrap her in my arms, hoping to warm her up a little bit with my own body heat. He's fucking freezing to the touch. I have no idea how she's still living, actually.
She hasn't looked at me yet. All she's doing is focusing on the window and the softly drifting snow. Is she even aware I'm here? What is going on in her mind? Is she just trying to block out everything else around her? Not that I could blame her, but I need her to come back to me.
"Josie? Little Dancer, look at me," I choke. I'm so fucking scared right now that I've already lost her.