The Fallen Ones (Holloway University #1)

29. Damien

Chapter 29

Damien

I t had taken all my willpower to not go to Brandon and strangle him to death with my fucking shoelace. The idea of killing someone had never bothered me. In fact, I often dreamed of watching the life fade from the eyes of a motherfucker who wronged me. It used to be Jace I’d envisioned killing slowly, but that dream had long since faded. Right now, my focus was on Brandon Rogers, the little cocksucker whose lips had just been on my sister’s.

I knew Caleb felt the same way because I’d listened in with his conversation with Lily. She’d been exactly how I knew she’d be too. Defiant. Stubborn. A pain in the ass who just needed punished.

Caleb had stepped outside with Jace to get some air because they were both pissed and needed to cool off. I, however, liked to fuel my hate machine, and stayed behind. Besides, someone needed to watch my little devil.

So I watched her while she drank too much. While she laughed. Danced. When she started to stumble, I watched Olivia stumble with her. It was when I heard Lily say she was going home that I perked up. Olivia had been her ride and she couldn’t get a taxi. It would be a two hour wait since it was a college town and party night.

“I’ll walk,” Lily slurred. “It’s not that far from my apartment.”

“Girl, stay. You can sleep with me and Cam in his room. Right, Cam?” Olivia was speaking in cursive too, her arm around Lily’s shoulders.

Cam looked Lily up and down before nodding. “Absolutely.”

I think the fuck not.

I was just about to offer my services when Lily declared she was going to walk and she’d call Olivia when she got home. After a brief stand-off over it, Olivia drunkenly agreed before she went to Cam and started making out with him.

I pulled my phone out and sent a text to our group chat.

Damien: She’s going to walk home. Get ready, boys.

Jace: We’re outside already.

Damien: See you in a few.

I darkened my phone screen and followed her outside, keeping far enough behind her so she wouldn’t notice me. She stumbled to the sidewalk, her arms wrapped around herself to keep warm in her barely-there outfit.

Good thing we didn’t live where it was fucking cold or she’d get hypothermia.

“Hey,” Jace greeted me as I approached where he and Caleb were lurking on the edge of the woods, masks in hand. Jace thrust my mask and beanie at me and I quickly pulled them on, the guys following my move.

“Caleb, you good?” I called out.

He grunted beneath his mask. He’d been so pissed earlier. Clearly, he was still in a shitty mood, but at least he was here. I counted that as a victory.

“Let’s go,” I said, gesturing for them to follow. I knew the perfect place away from everything where we could get my little devil.

We crept quietly through the trees. She was so drunk she was swaying and pausing every now and then as she made her way home. Luckily, there weren’t people out on the streets and this was more of a rural part of the city.

Danger lurked around every corner though, and one could never be too careful.

“The bend,” I murmured, letting the guys know I thought it was the perfect spot to take her.

Jace grunted a response while Caleb remained silent.

She neared the bend, the part where the sidewalk made to curve to go around the outer edge of the woods. It was the perfect spot. No streetlights. No houses. It was an empty expanse of perfection.

Before I could launch myself forward to snatch her, Caleb shot out. I stared stupidly after him, Jace at my side, as Caleb grabbed her from behind, his hand covering her mouth.

She writhed and twisted, trying to break free, but he dragged her back to the edge of the woods among the shadows and took her to the ground.

She cried out, slapping and clawing at him as he pinned her to the ground. It was completely unlike him, but it made my dick hard to watch him rough her up the way he was. I knew he was pissed over how she’d said all that shit to him. He needed this. Jace must have realized it too because he didn’t break in to stop it. He silently stood beside me, watching as Caleb gripped her face and forced her to look at him.

Her eyes widened as she realized he was one of the masked trio. She reached for his mask, but he shoved her hands over her head before he went beneath her short skirt and tugged her panties down.

She squirmed, a look of fear on her face. Caleb had lost his damn mind. He was out to prove a fucking point.

And me?

I wanted him to do it and was willing to hold her down so he could fuck the tears from her eyes if it came down to it.

She needed a lesson in who really gave a damn.

Good thing we didn’t mind being her teachers.