Christmas with My Enemy (Feuding Hearts Christmas)

Chapter 18

eighteen

BEAST

I step on the gas, keeping up with Stacks. He's twisting and turning like a goddamned snake. His car is making the swerves, and it's so easy to lose him, but I keep my eyes on him.

He has my woman, and I won't let him get away.

The road gets thinner and lonelier. My concern mounts since I'm not familiar with any of the streets. The only confidence I have is that I've got a car full of gas, and I'll chase him for as long as necessary.

A truck shows up just ahead, and Stacks turns a little too late. A part of the car smashes against the truck's lower body. My heart clenches.

“Watch you, you bloody bastard!”

The last thing I want is for Tati to get hurt in this car chase. I hit the gas and pull closer to Stacks’ car.

Fuck the limits. I'm almost breaking the speedometer now.

Stacks is going at the same break-neck speed, and it stuns me when he breaks into a break. I hit the brakes and swerve too.

My turn isn't as perfect, but the fact remains I'm on his heels. Stacks pulls ahead, I have no idea where he’s going, but I stick to his ass like glue.

After another dangerous turn, Stacks’ car tumbles, and my heart stops. The car tumbles twice and lands on its side.

I slam the brakes and jump out of my car. Before I get close, Stacks stumbles out of the car with a pistol held to Tati's head. She looks like she hit her head during the crash, her hands are tied, and she looks woozy.

Stacks has blood dripping from a part of his face, but the danger in his eyes is unmissable. He looks like a man who will do murder just to get away with Tati.

“Let her go,” I bark at Stacks while pointing the pistol at him. “Whatever you want, we can talk about this like men.”

“I’m not interested in what you have to say. Back off now, or I’ll kill her.” His muzzle is pressed against Tati’s temple. I feel nauseous watching that.

“Look I know everything you did. You’ve killed Kingz’s first child, I don’t think he’ll forgive you for killing the second.”

“No, he won’t forgive you for putting her in danger. Nobody will know I did it. You will take the blame as usual.”

I chuckle helplessly. “That’s pretty slick of you, like the plan to poison me through my butler.”

“Listen, I ain’t got time for bullshit. You wanna talk, get on radio, man. I want action, I want money, I want the hood. Just back off and let me have my bride. Drop that fucking gun and step back.”

Moment of truth. I know Stacks is a pretty good shot. I can't risk him shooting at Tati, although I doubt he'll shoot at her. But who wants to take a chance with a loved one's life?

“Okay, I’ll drop the gun.” I go down slowly, thinking of a plan. Nothing is forthcoming. I’m afraid the bad guy has won, fuck!

As my gun connects with the ground, a loud shot goes off. I close my eyes, believing I've been shot. But there's no burning pain that comes with getting shot.

I open my eyes and see Stacks’ pistol has fallen off the ground, and he falls almost immediately. Tati crumples to the ground next to him, and behind them is Kingz, with his gun smoking at the muzzle. I don't know how and where he got there, but I couldn't be more grateful.

We both rush to Tati and grab her at the same time. A look at her heaving chest shows she’s breathing. Plus, no visible signs of gunshots. It looks like Stacks missed.

"I'll call the ambulance," I say, pulling out my phone.

Kingz holds onto her and says nothing until the ambulance arrives, and both Tati and Stacks are stretchered onto the vehicle. Tears stream down Kingz’s face as he watches police cars surrounding us.

"I did it in self-defense." He mutters as if trying to convince me.

“Absolutely,” I whisper back.

Kingz nods, and his tears flow. "When she gets better, you can go ahead. I mean with the relationship. I can see you really love her. You have my blessings."

I reach for his hand and squeeze it. "Thank you, man."

I shouldn't be thanking a man for saving his own daughter, but I'm not sure what else to say. We stand there as the cops rush down, barking at us. I can’t believe that Kingz and I teamed up to fuck someone up.

What a fuckin’ day!