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Halloween Nightmares (part two)
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Cuffed Take Me Away
~Myla~The silence on the ride to our weekend getaway killed me, so I ended up taking a damn nap with blank dreams. Deacon never spoke a word about the "job" he had to handle at the nightclub, and I never asked, even though it was the only thing on my mind until I fell asleep. I know he's mad and beside himself about the fact that I know his secret, but honestly, it was fucking inevitable, really.He probably thinks I look at him differently too, and to be honest, I do. Not in a bad way, though, but yeah it terrifies me a little bit, knowing I'm in love and fücking a murderer, but there's a part of me that knows he'd never hurt me. Then again, there's a part of me that thinks what if one day I become his next "job" and what if he does end up having to kill me, or decides to kill me because I know too much?I'd like to think that the part of me that thinks that is wrong, but you really never know until it's too late.I feel a nudge on my shoulder and a little shake, so I try to sit up
Cuffed Dangerous Desires
MylaOn our second day at the cabin, Deacon brings me over to the field of sunflowers that brighten up the sky, standing as tall as I am. His mood has shifted, his angry persona has molded into sweetness, and his smile is finally back. We didn't talk about the events that took place on Halloween, we sort of just forgot about them even though the murder is still in the front of my mind. He asked me not to pry, so I chose not to ask him, trying to abide by his wishes so we can have a good weekend. He walks over to me from the back of the cabin, carrying a gun in each of his hands. The deadly smirk on his face sends chills throughout my body and heat rushing between my thighs. Clenching them doesn't rid the pleasurable ache that's there, but if I'm being honest, I haven't been able to get rid of said ache since I first laid eyes on Deacon. I watch his stride and keep my eyes fixated on his, standing still as I wait for him to get closer to me. When he approaches me, stopping about a foo
Cuffed Too Close For Comfort
~Deacon~I finger the picture, running the pad of my thumb over Myla's face, trying to get my breathing under control and the anxious fear gripping me to ease up. He was in the fucking shower with her. How could I not have fucking known he was here? A piercing scream rips through my eardrums, freezing me into place. Another scream sounds loudly from the bedroom, and I drop the picture to the floor of the cabin, taking off like a fucking bat out of hell to make sure that Myla is alright. I bust through the fucking door so hard it rips off the hinges, but I can fix that shit later. My heart races but calms slightly when I spot Myla standing on the bed, still wrapped in her towel, fearful of something on the floor. At least she's okay, though, and Mr. Nobody didn't take her. I walk around the side of the bed to see a giant snake coiled up, his head pointing at Myla with his fangs showing in anger."Careful, Deacon! It's a snake!""But you're okay, right?" "Yeah, just petrified."I smile
Cuffed Good Intentions
~Deacon~"Hey old man. Good to have you home." Travis greets me the second I walk downstairs from my fucking bedroom, his little girlfriend Nova sleeping quietly on my fucking couch. I don't even have a chance to register what's fucking happening before he's giving me a fucking look like he's up to no good. When the fuck did they get back? And how fucking long was I asleep for? The clock on the wall, ticking loudly and annoyingly, reads well past three am. I shake my head, my plan of killing Tristan tonight going straight out the fucking window. More annoying is the fuckin little girl on my couch and my son in my face, when his fuckin ass should be asleep right now. Shit, I wasn't even supposed to pick him up till tomorrow. I brush past him and stumble into the kitchen to get a drink, trying to quench my fucking thirst and wet my dry mouth. "What are you doing home, Trav?I shield my eyes from the bright light of the fridge when I swing it open, snatching an ice-cold bottle of water
Cuffed Demons and Secrets
~Deacon~Finally pulling up to the secret spot where I've decided to keep Tristan, I let the smile stay curled on my lips as I cut the engine off and pop the trunk button. I slip a cigarette between my lips and light it as I make the short walk to the back of my fucking car, anxious as fuck to get this bastard out and inside so the fucking fun can begin. I puff hard and blow the cloud of smoke into thin air, watching it evaporate into the black sky that hangs above me. I open the trunk and grin harder. I take my cigarette and press it to the skin on his cheek, leaving polka-dot burns along his jawline, just because I fucking want to. I take the empty syringe I used to inject him with and pull the cap off with my teeth. His eyes water and widen but he still can't move. Feeling the evil seep from my fucking pores, I pry his mouth open and pull out his tongue, jabbing the long, sharp needle through the center of it, making sure it goes right through. And then I do it again. and again. and
Cuffed repercussions
~Deacon~I snuck out of the fucking house before anyone woke up this morning. I needed to get a "workout" before I actually went to fucking work. If I went in this tense I wouldn't have been able to fucking focus. I fucked Myla before I left, who was half asleep when I took her by her side. She still came, even through the little snores that spilled from her nose. As much as I hate to fucking admit it, I'm still super fucking tense even after pouring my load into Myla. Only one thing will fix this now. I try to push the shocking news that Travis confessed last night to the back of my mind so I can focus on the task at hand.Surprisingly enough, the thoughts fade away with ease. Probably because of the fucking bastard sitting in front of me, and knowing that I can unleash all this fucking rage I have onto him. He looks a fucking hot ass mess from the mild torture I put his ass through last night when I dropped him off here. He's about to fucking look a hell of a lot worse too. I yank t
Cuffed The Shadow
~Myla~Again I wait at the house for Deacon to get off work, right along with Travis and Nova. They're even acting weird too. They won't sit near each other and they've hardly spoken since I brought Nova back to the house after my interview with Commander Luca, who happens to be Deacon's boss. I asked Deacon if it would be too weird for him but he assured me it wouldn't and that I should accept the job, so I did. I start tutoring his child next week, so I'm excited for the new student. Ivy is supposed to be coming over to pick me up tomorrow so we can have a girls' day while Deacon works a double, and Travis goes to his friend's house for the day. But right now, right now I need to figure out how to get these kids talking to each other so we can deal with the whole pregnancy issue. They're not making it easy on me by any means, though. "Alright, I'll bite... What's going on between you two?""She wo...""He wo..."Both of them try to talk at once, trying to defend their point of thin
Cuffed Vengeance For Myla
~Deacon~I'm a fucking mess. A goddamn train wreck that's already derailed more than fucking once. I can't eat. I can't fucking sleep. I can't even take a shit without thinking about Myla. Jesus, my fucking Myla. She's in the fucking hospital in a fucking coma, and the doctors say they don't know when or if she'll wake up. By the time they got her out of the fucking pool, she'd stopped breathing, and now it's a fucking struggle to get her ass to wake the fuck up. I don't even know what the fuck to do. I'm so fucking lost it's ridiculous. I don't even know what the fuck to do with myself. I wasn't this affected when my ex-wife left my ass. There's something about Myla, though, something I fell in love with the second I saw her fucking picture on my phone screen. This can't be the way it fucking ends for us. We didn't even get to do half the shit I wanted to. I find myself praying to a fucking God that I don't even believe in constantly, but I'll do anything to have Myla back with me. A
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