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Story: Climbing Everest
Pulling from his grasp, she surprises the shit out of both of us when she makes her way to the table full of our tools and seems to peruse them as though deciding which she wants to use.
Brix and I exchange a look but keep our expressions neutral. We don’t want Denis seeing our shock. Whether she’s intending to actually cause some damage or simply wants to scare him, we don’t want Denis to see the doubt and confusion in our expressions.
When she turns back to face us, she’s holding a hammer. Definitely not what I would have thought she would go for, but Everest has always been capable of surprising me at every turn. Why would that change today?
Denis’s eyes lower to the hammer and widen the slightest bit. His lips tremble as though he’s trying to think of something to say. Or maybe he’s weighing the pros and cons of spitting some vitriol at her.
In the end, he makes the right decision and keeps his fucking trap shut.
“Why?”
“Because your father ordered us to,” he says, zero emotion in his tone.
“I might actually be able to accept that answer, except all three of you smiled and chuckled like you were having the time of your lives. What the hell did I ever do to you to make you actually enjoy hurting me?”
Denis glances at me, then raises his eyes to Brix before focusing his attention back on Everest.
And doesn’t bother giving her an answer.
I’d always heard of moments where time seems to slow down. This is definitely one of them as Everest raises the arm holding the hammer then swings it down to slam into his knee.
Denis curses and tries to fold forward, but can only roll his shoulders in a little.
“What the fuck do you want me to say?” he grits out through his clenched teeth.
I know that shit hurt. I wouldn’t be surprised if she managed to actually crack his kneecap.
Got to say, I’m extremely proud of my girl right now.
“Did you enjoy it? Because I don’t remember my father ordering that part of it. Actually, what I really want to know is whether you knew I was pregnant?” She tilts her head, lifting the hammer as though to swing it again and smiles the most deceivingly gentle smile when Denis flinches.
Resting it on her shoulder, she leans forward until their faces are only inches apart. I don’t know about Brixton, but I’m strung tighter than a fucking spring right now. He could easily spit in her face, and it would be all fucking blood.
“Did you know?”
It looks like Denis is grinding his teeth before finally dipping his chin once in a nod. He doesn’t bother verbally answering, which is fine with me because I have a feeling the moment his lips parted, both Brix and I would have launched at him.
“You knew I was carrying life in my belly. You smiled and laughed while you punched me and kicked me.” The grin that has stretched on her face as she swings the hammer around as she speaks can be described as nothing short of maniacal.
Trust me, I know that look well. I’ve worn it more often than not over the past four years when the only way to numb the overwhelming ache in my chest was to spill some blood or commit an unnatural level of violence.
“Did I tell you I went to the doctor today?” she asks Denis, still wearing that creepy as fuck smile, still swinging the hammer around. “No? Must have slipped my mind. You know what he told me? Not to get my hopes up about getting pregnant in the future.”
“The fuck?” Brix blurts out. I’m sure my expression mirrors his right now.
A heavy mixture of grief and red-hot rage burns through my veins.
“There is so much scar tissue in my uterus. See, I couldn’t go to the doctor after I lost the baby. All I had was a really nice lady who nursed me back to health, but I never received the proper care after having a miscarriage.” She swings the hammer in the air as she shakes her head like she’s trying to wave that statement away. “After youmurdered my child. A miscarriage is something no one plans for, but you three…No. You four planned to kill both of us.”
Is it wrong that my dick is officially hard as a fucking rock right now? I have never seen this side of Everest, and it’s taking everything in me to keep from ripping her clothes away and railing her against the damn tool chest.
Her words come slamming back into my brain and effectively kill my boner.
She might never get pregnant. There’s a chance she’ll never be a mother. There’s a chance we might never be fathers.
Because of this motherfucking, cock sucking, piece of shit.
As much as I want to end his life right the fuck now, Everest deserves to inflict as much damage to Denis as possible first.
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