Chapter Nineteen
Lance pulled the manila envelope out of the pile of mail on his bed. He had picked it up earlier that morning, but had been late for class and not bothered to check it. And the, when he arrived back at the dorms, he had just dropped everything off, dumping it on his bed, before heading to the library to work on another history project with Faith.
It had been two weeks since he had told Wade no. And so far, everything had been fine. Catriona was doing okay, no one had been hurt. Lance had told Faith he was sorry for saying those things to her at the hospital, and she had forgiven him. They were still friends.
Lance opened the envelope and pulled out it’s contents. His face paled as he stared at the pictures he held. Pictures of his mother, father, and sister and her husband. And he lost all color whatsoever when he read the note that was on top of the pictures.
Wouldn’t want them to get hurt, now would you? Meet me at the broken pier ten miles from town tonight at midnight. Or your pretty sister might not be so pretty anymore.
There was no signature, but Lance knew who had sent it. Wade. The asshole. He was going to rope him into helping him.
Shit, what the fuck do I do? Lance asked himself. He could go to the police, but then Wade probably would hurt his family. And Lance refused to involve his family in this.
Lance collapsed on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He and Faith were getting along wonderfully. Faith made him open his eyes and look at the world in a new light. He loved being with her. He suspected he was falling in love with her.
And now, Wade wanted him to help him hurt her. And her friends. What the fuck was he going to do.
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Wade Robson smiled at his girlfriend as they walked into a small restaurant. Britney smiled back and took his hand.
They were waiting to be seated when Wade saw her. Elona Cybele. Another one of the freaks. She was dressed like she normally was, in black. This time it was a black skirt and laced-up long-sleeve black top. She was wearing the black cape she was never without. Her hair was toned down, pulled back into a bun instead of looking all freaky.
Wade moved his eyes to the person she was with and nearly choked. A woman! A fucking woman.
AS he watched, Elona placed her hand on the other woman’s hand and leaned closer to her. She whispered something and the other woman laughed. Then she quickly kissed Elona. IT was a brief kiss, and Wade wouldn’t have seen it if he hadn’t been staring at them.
So, the bitch is a fucking lesbian. He had planned out everything he was going to do to the girls, and to Lance and Justin. But, when he saw that woman kiss Elona, he quickly changed her mind. Homo’s, male and female, don’t deserve to live. I’ll just have to kill her. A wicked smile crossed his features. He’d be doing the world a favor, riding it of such filth.
"Wade, what are you looking at?" Britney asked.
"Nothing babe," Wade told her, forcing his gaze from Elona and back to Britney.
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Lance sat in the car for a minute after he stopped, dreading what was coming. He wanted to start the engine, put the car into reverse and drive the hell out of there.
But it was this or his family got hurt. There was no choice.
He got out of his car and walked to the pier. Wade was already there.
"I see you made it," he said in a mocking voice.
"You left me no choice. You threatened my family, you bastard."
Wade grinned at him. "Know your enemies weakness."
"Well, you know mine. What the fuck do you want me to do?"
"You’re going to be my man on the inside. So you have to stay friends with the losers you hang out with."
"I’d rather hang out with them than you and your fucked up friends any day."
"Don’t push me, Bass. Or your beloved family’ll regret it."
Lance gulped. "What do you want me to do?"
"Right now, nothing. I just wanted to talk to you. Make sure you know who’s thumb you’re under."
"What, don’t have any plans yet?"
"I know exactly what I plan on doing, Bass. And you’re going to help me. I just don’t want to do it now. I want to give them a false sense of security before hurting them."
"You’re not going to kill any of them, are you?"
"Of course not. I’d never do anything so terrible."
Bullshit, Lance thought. "Fine."
"I’ll let you know when I need your help."
"Bye." Lance turned on his heel and walked away.
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"He hasn’t done anything so far," Sarah said. "Do you think that maybe Wade isn’t planning on doing anything?"
Faith shook her head. "I’m sure he’s going to do something. I don’t trust him at all."
"We can let up a little on our guard," Elona said. They were still at the point where they were doing everything in pairs.
"We’ll still be watchful," Sarah agreed, "but we won’t have to do everything together."
"I don’t know," Faith murmured. "I think he’s fucking with our minds."