24

“Care to explain what happened last night?” asked Dana with a smirk as Izzy flopped down on the chair next to her at the breakfast table.

“Not really. No.” muttered Izzy as she helped herself to a few pancakes. She watched Signor Camachio’s kitchen staff bustle around preparing various dishes which Izzy guessed was for lunch seeing as how it was closer to 11.

“Shall I explain it for you then?” smiled Dana sweetly with a devious look in her eyes.

“I have a feeling you were going to do that anyway.” Sighed Izzy as she popped half of a strawberry into her mouth.

Dana recounted what she and Jimmy had seen early this morning when Izzy and Gates had returned from their night out. In a very Dana-like way; which was explicit and filled with every detail, Izzy learned that she and Gates had made out from the front door all the way to her bedroom. Of course Dana and Jimmy snuck behind them without so much as blinking an eye and had spied on the them. By the time Dana was through with her recollection of Izzy’s early morning tryst with Gates, Izzy’s cheeks were brighter than a tomato and Dana was grinning from ear to ear. Izzy sank down into her seat just as Jimmy sauntered into the kitchen, his expression changing from carefree to smug the moment his eyes landed on his black haired friend.

“Did you tell her the part where Gates fell asleep on her?” smirked Jimmy as he sat opposite the girls.

“I didn’t get that far.” Replied Dana lightly.

“He fell asleep on me?” Izzy asked sounding incredulous. “Wait….how do you know that?”

“Kinda obvious what with the loud snores after 5 minutes in the bedroom.” laughed Jimmy as he poured a glass of orange juice for himself.

“I’m never drinking again.” moaned Izzy as she popped another strawberry half into her mouth while rubbing her left temple. Relief hit Izzy seconds later as Jimmy’s words registered in her brain. She hadn’t had sex with Gates. They had made out and gotten touchy but they had fallen asleep. The touchy part was something that was beyond blurry for Izzy and she hoped that it was the same for Gates.

“Where is Casanova anyway?” asked Dana loudly, tearing Izzy away from her thoughts.

“Snoring upstairs.” Answered Jimmy offhandedly as Izzy snorted into her pancakes in spite of herself.

“When I told you to give Gates a chance, that’s not exactly what I was thinking.” said Dana lowly, a small smirk tugging at her lips.

“I don’t think I was thinking.” murmured Izzy ruefully.

“No, it was the alcohol.” Replied Dana softly.

“Yes, yes, yes, let’s blame it on the alcohol.” goofed Jimmy loudly.

“Blame what on the alcohol?” groaned a voice from the kitchen’s entryway. The three of them turned and Izzy promptly flushed a deep shade of crimson at the sight of Gates’ shirtless torso and disheveled hair.

“Nothing!” screeched Izzy before either Jimmy or Dana could say anything.

“I feel like shit.” moaned Gates as he sat next to Jimmy.

“You look like shit bro.” laughed Jimmy, his eyes twinkling mischievously. Izzy shot him a warning look. “Did you two have a nice night out?” asked Jimmy innocently only to receive a swift kick to his shin from Izzy. Jimmy winced in pain while Izzy shot him a withering stare.

“From what I remember, yeah.” Groaned Gates, reaching for Jimmy’s half empty orange juice.

“What do you remember?” asked Izzy carefully, praying to God that Gates’ recollection of last night’s events were less than her.

“Not much.” replied Gates, lying through his teeth. He made sure to look as innocent as possible because he didn’t want to embarrass Izzy at the table. He would talk to her later but in front of their friends was neither the time nor place. It was obvious to Gates, from the way Izzy blushed violently that last night was a blur, but to him, it wasn’t. He remembered every last detail down to the way Izzy moaned his name. Of course, with the copious amounts of alcohol he had consumed, he did pass out and quite shamefully on top of Izzy but that didn’t affect his memory at all.

Jimmy nudged Gates with his knee, a small knowingly smile ghosting at his lips. Gates groaned inwardly for Jimmy knew him better than anyone and knew exactly when he was lying. He knew that Jimmy wouldn’t call him out in front of Izzy but it didn’t mean that the lanky man next to him wouldn’t poke some fun.

*****

Vengeance’s eyes glinted wickedly as he approached the bar of Johnny’s with Christ hot on his heels. The two men had been cooped up at the mansion for the last few days and after the hearing, Shadows had become beyond irritating with his constant temper tantrums. Vengeance needed to unwind and the only place he could think of doing that was at Johnny’s bar. He and Christ took up seats in their usual booth to the back where they had a decent view of the entire room. It wasn’t long until a familiar brown haired beauty captured Vengeance’s attention. From where he sat, he was able to discreetly take in the girl who had writhed beneath him in his bed months ago. Her eyes were still bright and her smile infectious. Vengeance smirked to himself before he downed his drink and got to his feet. He approached the girl who turned when he was a mere three feet away and flashed him a seductive smile, her brown eyes sparkling mischievously.

“Caitlyn.” Purred Vengeance in the girl’s ear.

“Vengeance.” She breathed her voice soft and seductive. “I see you’ve finally gotten my name right.”

Vengeance smirked again and pressed his lips against Caitlyn’s soft, lightly tanned skin. She moaned softly and arched her body closer to his as his fingers grasped her waist possessively.

“I have a proposition for you.” said Vengeance huskily.

“Does it involve that leather crop you seem so fond of?” asked Caitlyn, her voice thick with lust for the green eyed man.

Vengeance’s grip on Caitlyn’s waist tightened and she moaned again, pressing herself closer to him as his short nails dug into her skin. “And so much more pet.” He rasped in her ear.

Caitlyn wound her fingers into Vengeance’s hair and pulled him in for a heated kiss. Their tongues danced together in a battle for dominance which Vengeance quickly won. Desire burned in both of their veins and within minutes, Caitlyn and Vengeance left Johnny’s without a backwards glance.

Upon entering the mansion, Vengeance backed Caitlyn against the front door just as it closed. He hitched her leg around his waist and his hands roamed her body, teasing her with his expert fingers. She moaned under his touch as he nipped at her neck, nibbling on the sensitive spot where her neck and shoulder met. Without warning he picked her up bridal style and carried her up the stairs to his bedroom. Kicking the door shut behind him, Vengeance placed Caitlyn on the bed. She leaned back against the plush pillows, her hair spilling around her. Vengeance eyed her body hungrily before crawling on top of Caitlyn, positioning himself between her legs.

He ran his hands up and down her sides, and slipped his fingers beneath the flimsy material of her top to stroke the heated flesh of her abdomen. Seconds later, Vengeance ripped the material from Caitlyn’s body as his eyes darkened with animalistic lust. He palmed her breasts harshly and pinched her stiff nipples until she whimpered under his touch. Caitlyn submitted to his every desire and he had so much in store for her tonight. All the pent up frustration inside of him needed to be released and Caitlyn was his outlet for the night.

Vengeance rid himself of his clothes and the rest of Caitlyn’s. She quivered beneath him, reliazing that Vengeance had no plans of foreplay. The look in his swirling emerald eyes scared Caitlyn slightly but she rose to the challenge that Vengeance wordlessly gave her. He wanted it rough and Caitlyn was more than happy to oblige. Caitlyn whimpered as Vengeance lined his thick shaft up with her moist entrance and entered her with one swift movement which caused both of them to cry out. She met him thrust for thrust and reveled in the fullness she felt at having Vengeance’s thick shaft pumping in and out of her tight heat. She clawed at his back, moaning loudly as he positioned himself to hit that bundle of nerves deep within her. Caitlyn’s knees shook violently as Vengeance pounded into her, hitting her sweet spot over and over again. Vengeance relished the sound of Caitlyn moaning his name, begging him to fuck her harder and he was more than happy to do just that. He flipped her onto her stomach and drove into her from behind, causing her to let out a loud gasp from how deep he was buried inside of her. He picked up his pace again, fucking her without mercy. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and tugged harshly on it, eliciting mewls of delight from Caitlyn as her body trembled from the force of Vengeance’s thrust. He slammed into her and Caitlyn felt a white hot ball in her stomach tighten. She screamed out as waves of blinding pleasure crashed over her while her muscles clamped tightly around Vengeance’s rock hard cock. He stiffened as Caitlyn milked his cock and he pulled her by her hair so that her back was pressed against his chest as he coated her walls with his hot seed. Panting heavily, Caitlyn and Vengeance collapsed onto the bed, side by side.

Vengeance closed his eyes, his mind pleasantly blank. He felt Caitlyn shift on the bed but his eyes were too heavy to see what she was doing. It wasn’t until he heard the soft opening and closing of the draw of his bedside table did his eyes snap open just in time to see the end of a gun barrel pointing down at him. Caitlyn smirked wickedly as she cocked the gun, straddling Vengeance’s waist. Anger surged through Vengeance’s body and he knew that Caitlyn’s reflexes were nothing compared to his. In a blinding blur, Caitlyn was pinned beneath Vengeance, the gun that she had been pointing at him now pointing at her. Her eyes widened in both shock and fear as Vengeance regarded her with cold green eyes. She had been a fool thinking that she could have carried out her well thought out plan. Terrified, her mind raced with thoughts of her meeting just yesterday with the leader of Slipknot. She had foolishly agreed to take out Vengeance. Looking back now, Caitlyn felt like an idiot for allowing herself to believe Taylor, who had helped her come up with the plan to get to Vengeance. Caitlyn was sure now that Taylor never expected her to succeed in her plan.

“Who are you working for?” snarled Vengeance, his green eyes glinting dangerously.

“No…no.one…” stammered Caitlyn, her brown eyes alight with terror. She knew all too well the stories of Vengeance’s ruthlessness.

“Don’t fucking lie to me you slut.” Spat Vengeance, grabbing Caitlyn’s hair roughly. He removed himself from above her and in one swift motion, threw Caitlyn off the bed harshly. She whimpered in pain as she scrambled to her feet.

“I’m not lying.” Pleaded Caitlyn, backing away from Vengeance. “Please.”

“The funny thing is, I have this innate ability to know when I’m being lied to. Now fucking tell me, who the fuck are you working for!” barked Vengeance, backhanding Caitlyn with so much force, her head whipped to the side.

“Taylor!” Cried Caitlyn. “Corey Taylor sent me!”

“Sent you for what?” roared Vengeance, losing his temper.

“To kill you.” Spluttered Caitlyn as she watched Vengeance with wide eyes.

Vengeance looked down at Caitlyn with murderous eyes as he caged her body with his. He un-cocked his gun and smirked evilly at Caitlyn as tears cascaded down her cheeks. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head with one hand. He pressed the cold tip of the gun barrel against one of her nipples and watched with interest as it hardened. He felt himself getting hard again at the sight of her stiff buds.

“You are a sick little whore aren’t you.” Growled Vengeance against Caitlyn’s neck “You’re fucking soaked.” He pushed two fingers into Caitlyn and she cried out as he pumped them in and out of her while thumbing her clit in rough circles. He bit down on one of her nipples and sucked it harshly. She arched towards Vengeance, craving the blissful mixture of pain and pleasure that he was giving her. Her mind clouded over with lust and desire for the dangerously sexy green eyed man who had a gun pressed to her side as he fingered her dripping pussy. Vengeance knew that Caitlyn was getting closer to her climax, but before she could reach it, he withdrew his fingers, a twisted smile hanging from his lips. She whimpered as her sex wept from the loss of contact with his expert fingers. Hands still pinned above her head, Caitlyn was at a loss as to what to do. It wasn’t until Vengeance hitched her legs around his waist and slam his cock into her did she realize what he wanted. He wanted her, one last time before he put a bullet in her skull. Terror, panic and lust coursed through Caitlyn’s entire body as Vengeance fucked her, his pace relentless.

He withdrew and threw her towards the bed., She bent over as he slammed himself into her again, his grip on her waist tight and painful. His thrusts were long and deep. Pleasure consumed Caitlyn as her body convulsed beneath Vengeance’s as her orgasm took over. She screamed out and at that moment, she felt Vengeance spill himself deep within her and then heard the cocking of the gun that was now pressed to the back of her skull. Without even blinking an eye, Vengeance pulled the trigger and Caitlyn’s blood splattered everywhere.

Caitlyn’s naked lifeless body slumped to the floor and Vengeance gave it a disgusted look. He threw his gun onto his bed and walked to where his jeans were heaped on the ground. He pulled out his cell phone and called JB. After a brief explanation, Vengeance hung up knowing that by the time he got out of the shower, Caitlyn’s body would be long gone.

Vengeance felt no remorse as he turned on the hot water in the shower. Taylor was a fool to think that such a pathetic attempt on his life would ever be successful. Vengeance stepped under the steaming spray of water and watched as pink tinged water washed down the drain. He was accustomed to seeing the rosy color of diluted blood be washed away, after all, he was infamous for killing in cold blood without batting a single eyelash.

Twenty minutes later, Vengeance padded barefoot through the mansion. As expected, Caitlyn’s body was gone, the only remnants of her on the sheets and walls. Stomach growling, Vengeance went in search of something to eat. It was a ritual of his, developed subconsciously over time, to eat after he took another’s life. Opening the refrigerator, he pulled out the ingredients he would need to fix a turkey sandwich. Balancing the items carefully, he closed the refrigerator with his foot and turned around. In the corner of the kitchen sat Shadows, looking furious. Vengeance ignored him and set out to make his sandwich.

“Would you like to explain to me why JB and Cam were hauling some dead chick’s body out into the garage?” asked Shadows forcing some sort of semblance of calm into his voice.

“Not really.” Responded Vengeance, indifferent to Shadows’ feigned calm.

“OK. Why were JB and Cam hauling some dead chick’s body out into the garage?” ground out Shadows through gritted teeth as he tried with everything he had within himself to remain calm.

Vengeance stopped what he was doing and gave Shadows a pained look as he held a knife in one hand and a slice of bread in the other. He arched an eyebrow and resumed buttering his bread.

“The bitch pulled a gun on me. My gun actually.” Explained Vengeance without looking at Shadows.

“What?” asked Shadows, his voice softening. “Why would she do something so foolish?”

“Ask Taylor.” stated Vengeance bluntly. “She was working for him.”

“Taylor sent a chick to kill you?” questioned Shadows in disbelief. Either Taylor was stupid or the man had a flagrant disregard for human life. Shadows knew instantly that it was the latter. “I don’t understand. Why would he send her?”

“If you really want to know, I think that this was just part of a bigger plan.” mused Vengeance as he placed some lettuce on top of the pieces of turkey on his bread. “You know as well as I do that Taylor is much smarter than that. I think the creep is planning something.”

Shadows had never once doubted Vengeance’s instincts and he wasn’t about to start doing so now. Vengeance may be ruthless and a hot head but the man was a genius almost to the point of it being a fault. His instincts had never led them astray and if he thought that Taylor was up to no good and planning something then Shadows believed it.

“We just have to find out what it is before things get bad.” Finished Vengeance before taking a bite out of his sandwich. He pushed his plate towards Shadows, offering him the other half of the midnight snack. Shadows took up the half and the two of them stood in the kitchen eating, both their minds ticking.

“He wouldn’t take the risk of doing something in the open.” Said Shadows thoughtfully as he leaned against the kitchen counter.

“Which is why he’s focusing on the smaller acts. Things that aren’t obvious but will be enough to get a reaction.” Added Vengeance before taking another bite of the sandwich.

“Which he did. You killed the girl.” Pointed out Shadows.

“It was necessary. Bitch had it coming anyway.” Came Vengeance’s retort through a mouthful of food.

“We just need to be more wary. He’s going to keep up his little act for as long as he needs to, at least until Gontier eases up on the surveillance.” Replied Shadows. “We just need to make sure we’re two steps ahead of him. I’m not fighting fire with fire. That’s too obvious.”

“I agree. Which is why I have the perfect plan.” Said Vengeance, his green eyes sparkling as he began formulating a plan in his wickedly twisted brain.