Not making a noise, she prayed for a nurse to find her and to take him away.
Please, please, please.
She chanted the words over and over again, begging for some relief. Prue was happy for anyone to come to her rescue and stop him.
“However, I will fuck you when the time is right.” He removed the blade and replaced the blanket over her legs.
Opening her eyes, she saw he was smiling. The tears fell thick and fast from her eyes. “Why won’t you just kill me and get it over with?” Her voice broke, and she felt like such a coward.
“Why do that when I can have so much fun keeping you alive?” Alan gazed across the room. She saw he was thinking. What did Zero do to him to make him so vicious? Wait, she knew what he did, but why was he back now? Fuck. Her thoughts were all over the place. Had Zero told her the truth, or had he kept some of the shit he’d done to Alan from her? “You know, Zero taught me something ten years ago. He taught me that patience can make this game fun.”
“Game?”
“Consider it a game of cat and mouse. Guess what you are?” he asked.
The evil lurking in his eyes kept her quiet.
“The game is going to begin. I hope Zero is ready for what I’m about to do.” Alan leaned down, invading her space once again. “You’re going to be so much fun. I see now who I can use to make him suffer.”
“Why wait all these years?” she asked.
“There’s nothing like waiting to make the game so much sweeter. Enjoy what you’ve got left of your life, Prue. It’s going to be fucking fun.” He kissed her head and left.
When he left she panicked and started to scream. The nurse charged in, releasing the clip on her morphine. A man covered in ink and wearing The Skulls leather jacket entered the room.
“What’s going on?” he asked, staring from her to the nurse.
“You shouldn’t be in here,” the nurse said.
“I don’t give a fuck.”
Prue was panicking. She was scared of what was about to happen. Whatever Alan had planned, he was going to relish every second of making them both suffer.
“Get Zero. Please, I need him. Get Zero.”
The biker nodded and left the room.
“You need to calm down, honey.”
“No, I need him. Please, he needs to know what’s going on.”
Another doctor entered the room. Her heart was racing. Perspiration dotted her brow.
I have to get out of here. Zero is in danger. I’ve got to warn him.
“What’s going on?” the doctor asked.
“She’s panicking. We need to calm her down.”
Prue shook her head. She couldn’t speak as she struggled to breathe. No, she couldn’t calm down. Alan could get to her no matter where she was. No one cared. The only person she could trust was Zero. Where was he? Why wasn’t he here? A mask was placed over her mouth, and she was eased down on the bed. Staring at the nurse she saw the nurse was telling her to calm down, but Prue couldn’t hear the words.
She couldn’t be calm. The sudden sting in her arm had her gasping. Slowly, ever so slowly she started to feel heavy.
No, I have to warn Zero. He is in danger. We are both in danger.
****
Butch sat at the bar sipping a whiskey as he thought about all he’d heard. He remembered the time Zero was talking about as he’d been shouting at him over the phone. He always wondered what happened to his friend during that time, but once Zero returned, he never asked. Thinking back, he recalled the change within him, which had to be down to losing his best friend. Closing his eyes, he took a swallow of the liquid as he felt arms band around him. “Hey, baby, are you ready for a fuck?”
Opening his eyes, he glanced behind him at the sweet-butt hanging off him. She had long, dyed blonde hair and was wearing a short skirt and bikini top. All of her body was on display leaving nothing to the imagination. He’d played with Carla many times. She liked to fuck hard, but he wasn’t in the mood for fucking or doing anything. Zero was in trouble. Butch needed to keep his shit about him for whatever was about to go down.
“No, go and fuck another brother,” he said, shrugging her off.
“I don’t want to. My pussy wants you.”
Shaking his head, he moved away from the bar and left the clubhouse. He needed a ride. Getting onto his bike, he left the compound. Butch wasn’t wearing a helmet, and he made his way into town without any trouble. Straddling his bike he watched the people who were going about their business, walking, talking, romancing and shit.
Fuck, none of them were having to deal with a new enemy. Most of the people in Fort Wills were worrying about the mundane shit. Zero would never be on his own again. His enemy was the club’s enemy. Getting off his bike, Butch walked through town, going around the back of the shops, and he stopped short when he saw the church in his sights. He’d never been to church. Neither had any of the brothers, apart from when they had gone for Angel’s wedding.