I can see his eyes starting to roll, as his body tries to shut down, but it can’t. Not now. It must be a mindfuck.
Riggs goes still, then his body drops as it sinks in that it’s the wrong timeline. Jack wasn’t involved in what happened to his sister. He slides down the wall and stares at the floor.
“What was your role?” Felix asks again.
“To… to pick up girls. Some were assigned, some were my choice, others were Corbin’s.”
I tense at the name, glancing at Fae, but she gives nothing away.
“He made me watch,” Jack continues, his voice breaking. “I learnt everything through him. You had to get them to trust you first… then you broke them.”
“How?” Felix asks.
He doesn’t answer, so Felix takes the other big toe. The angle I tied him at forces him to choose between his shoulders or the open wounds to take the weight.
“By any means necessary,” Jack says and there is a steadiness in his voice I recognise. It always happens like this. They start defiant, then they beg, and right before the end they convince themselves they can turn it.
I scoff. His head snaps up to look at me.
“You should have seen how she bled,” he hisses as my body turns cold, “she was the best fuck I had out of all of them. She didn’t do much, but her cunt was so tight when she was passed out.”
It takes everything in me not to react. My heart rate spikes as the implication hits. I glance at Felix and he is frozen on the floor, the tools abandoned around him as he stares up at Jack.
“She took my cock beautifully.” He licks his lips and my ears start to ring as my blood pressure climbs. “Just the memory of Fisher’s cum spilling out of her when I was finished?—”
“Shut up,” I say through gritted teeth, aware of Fae in the room.
“What’s he going on about?” she asks, looking between us.
“You don’t know?” he laughs.
“SHUT UP!” I snap, turning to Fae and reaching for her. “Come. Let’s go.”
“No,” she replies, stubborn. “Not until he tells me what he means.”
I tilt my head back, debating whether to just pick her up and get her out of here. Does she deserve to know? Will it help, or will it make it worse? Before I can decide, Jack opens his mouth.
“My cock was the second ever cock that fucked your tight little pussy, Fae,” he sneers and she frowns confused.
“Erm, no, we have never slept together,” she points at him, then looks at me. “You believe me, right?”
“Fae…” I start, but Jack cuts in, laughing.
“Yes, Fae, you remember the little devil that came to collect your medicine with Dr Fisher, don’t you? You never questioned what was in those IV bags. Always so trusting… and so beautiful when you passed out.”
Her eyes go wide and she stumbles into me. I catch her, holding her up as her breathing starts to pick up. I try to pull her towards the door, but her whole body begins to tremble as it hits her.
“Mmm, now you remember, you little slut.” He licks his lips. “You had exquisite medicine, baby girl.”
Her body goes taut and she shoves herself off me. She moves fast, heading straight for the tray, grabbing the hammer before charging at him. Felix barely gets out of the way in time.
CHAPTER 15
FAE
One second, I am being held up by Roman, the next my hands are closing around the hammer, and my feet are carrying me towards that son of a bitch. Chains rattle as Jack tries to move his blood-slicked and swollen body away from me, but he is not getting away from me now. The hammer comes down before I even finish inhaling. The impact shudders up my arm, rattling my bones. Jack’s scream tears out of him, raw and primal, as his ribs crack. I barely register it and I swing again. Harder this time, aiming for his kneecaps.
There is no rhythm to it, no grace, just rage. Each strike is powered by memories I never asked for and answers I never wanted. My wrists burn and my grip slips as my hands sweat. He tries to curl inward, tries to protect himself and that only fuels me. He will never be protected from me, like I was never protected from him.