Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ School of Love ❯ Chapter Forty One ( Chapter 41 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: destiny dreamer 
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.04.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.0K | Visits: 194 | Status: Completed
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.04.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.0K | Visits: 194 | Status: Completed
Patrick noticed the small puddle on the counter. Smirking, he waited a few moments before turning off the stove and calmly walking up to her room. Her panties should be off by now. Leia had dropped her panties of the floor and locked her bedroom door just as soon as she walked in. Throwing her bag on the ground, she hopped on the bed and ran her hands up her thigh under her skirt. Laying back, she found her lips and ran her fingers over her clit.
He listened through her door, waiting for her breathing to pick up. Sliding a pin into the lock, he twisted it, hearing the door unlock. Turning the handle, he silently opened the door. "I can always help you with your homework-" he stopped, acting genuinely surprised at the sight of her legs spread out before him, her fingers playing with herself.
Leia stopped slowly. Her body twitched as she sat up with a smirk. "Wipe that look off your face. We both know why you are here. Turn around and leave."
"How about I look and don't touch?" he offered, his eyes trailing down to the juices which dripped from her legs.
She smirked bigger. Her hand slid up her skirt. "Have a seat."
He swallowed hard, surprised that she was actually letting him. Taking a chair, he moved it by the side of the bed, just a foot away from where she was. She got comfortable again however, she didn't lift her skirt to give him a view. While her hand teased herself, all he could see was her face and body but nothing naughty. His jaw dropped when he realized what she was doing. That was just cruel. No. Cruel was too nice of a word. A small whimper escaped his throat, though he did find that simply watching her face contort into pleasure was enough to have his cock still aching. She let her breathing pick up, knowing he knew she was close. Biting her lip, she arched her back at the feeling. Her fingers pumped in and out of her while her thumb rubbed her clit. He could smell her scent. It was driving him crazy. His hands rubbed himself through his pants, his eyes trying to get even the tiniest peek beneath her skirt as her hand moved up. Turning her head to the slide she closed her eyes before taking a few more deep breaths and fisting the sheets as she came.
Even though he couldn't see her quivering lips, he saw the sudden flood of juices rush down her legs. He licked his lips, wishing to taste her. It took every ounce of self control he could muster not to spread her legs and have it. Her breathing slowed and she slipped her hand from under her skirt. Sitting up, she looked at the juices drip from her fingers. Looking at him with a smirk, she licked one of her fingers very slowly, sucking and tasting herself. His lips suddenly felt very dry. That was just...hot. He couldn't just sit there and do nothing. His hands began to grope and rub himself, finally he just reached for the zipper to free himself from his restraints.
"Does Lilith turn you on like this, Mr. McClain?" she smirked as she ran her tongue over another finger.
"No," he said breathlessly. He pulled his rigid cock out, finally freeing it.
She watched as he pulled his large member out. "Tell me who makes you wild."
"You do." His hands began to stroke himself, using the pre cum which drizzled down his shaft as lube.
"More than Lilith?"
"Yes." He began to stroke himself faster.
"Do you want me, Mr. McClain?"
"Yes."
She smiled. Moving her fingers to his mouth, she slipped her wet tips over his lips. His tongue flicked over her fingers, slowly urging one into his mouth. He moaned as he tasted her.
"When I'm convinced that I'm the only thing you will ever long for...you can have me again...do you understand?" She let her finger slip into his mouth while watching him stroke himself.
He moaned into her finger. Closing his eyes, he sucked her juices off of it, his hand going up and down at a faster pace while his free one massaged his balls.
"Come on, Mr. McClain," she smirked. She felt like she had so much power. "Answer me."
"Yes," he moaned, not letting her finger go. He twitched slightly as he felt himself tighten. He was almost there.
She sat back on her bed, watching him. "Good."
He whimpered as she pulled her finger back. Leaning back in the chair, he moved his shirt up, groaning as his cum suddenly shot out, covering his exposed stomach with spurts of semen. He moaned, a smile filling his face at his release.
Leia smiled big. "You came a lot...this must be the first time in a long time."
He nodded weakly, still feeling good from his release. "It was," he assured her.
"You should go shower now."
He nodded. Getting up, he let his pants fall to the ground. Taking off his shirt, he let it fall to the ground as well, his cum slowly sliding down his body as he took off his boxers as well and went to her shower to clean off. His mind was focused on their little encounter. That was just...amazing. Even if he didn't get to have her. Leia stood and went down the hall to the shower in a spare bedroom. She wouldn't give him the pleasure of seeing her naked...not yet. He was disappointed when she didn't join him. He hid it well, though he was rather preoccupied to think of too much else. Once he was clean, he grabbed one of her towels and wrapped it around himself. Gathering his clothes he then started to her room.
Leia was only in a towel when she came out of one of the rooms. She smirked at Patrick. "Dinner will be ready in five minutes," she smiled. Waving to him she went to her room and shut the door.
She was such a tease! He wouldn't be able to make it another couple of days. Eventually he'd just end up raping her.
Friday afternoon, Leia walked to detention after the school emptied. She sat down in Vince's class room, the only one there. Crossing her legs she watched him stand and opened her book. "What do you want me to do?"
Vince walked to the door and locked it. She eyed him as he moved to her. "Today...will be different. We haven't spoken in a while."
Leia pulled out her phone not liking where this was going. "Yeah, well you haven't missed much."
Quickly he grabbed her phone and threw it against the wall. It crashed and broke. "I'll scream," she threatened with hard eyes. "Don't do anything you'll regret, Mr. Daniels."
He smirked. "Then scream."
"Rio, what class are ye studying for?" Patrick eyed the boys textbook, trying to make certain that he was still indeed up to par on the teaching curriculum.
"Trig right now. In a minute I'll be studying for the History test on Monday."
Leia was slammed against the classroom wall. Her uniform blouse was on the floor and her panties were ripped and thrown on the ground. She fought against Vince, but he was bigger there for stronger. Grabbing her hands, he held them over her head with one of his hands. He lifted her body up as he pinned her to the wall. Her legs were moved around his hips.
"You are making a huge mistake! I'll have you put away for life!" Leia screamed.
"You smell so much like your mother. I bet you wear the same perfume as her. Go on, Leia, scream for me. Call me names, threaten my life," he laughed in her ear.
Leia's eyes widened as he shoved his cock into her. She cried out. It had been so long since she had something big in her. And he wasn't being gentle. He moaned. "You're so tight. Patrick mustn't be that big," he smirked as he started pounding into her.
"I was never that good at math. Perhaps that's why I chose English," he smirked. Checking the clock, he groaned. "Do ye think Mr. Daniels will let her out early? I've suppose to have an interview with the school at four."
"Don't know," Gabe said as he typed up his paper. "Depends on if he wants to give her up or not," he joked.
Leia tried biting Vince, she tried pulling her hands free, but nothing worked. It only fueled him to pound harder and hard making her go limp from exhaustion while fighting back. She slumped against him as he kissed her neck and face. "See? It's not so bad, Leia. It won't be long before you cum then you'll be begging me for more."
"Well, he won't have much of a choice. I guess that Leia could get a ride home with him if he's not willing to share." That idea made him sick. "If she rides with me then we'll be back in time for dinner." Grabbing his coat and keys, he took the car, preferring to drive rather than to be driven about.
Leia started to cry when she realized her body was responding to Vince. As her breathing picked up, his pace quickened. Moments later she came while she cried followed by him. Moaning, he held her against the wall until he was done. Slowly, he let her stand on her feet and removed his hand from her wrists. "See that wasn't so-"
Before he could finish, Leia punched him in the face, feeling her hand crack and hearing his jaw pop. Grabbing his jaw he stared at her with a mad smile. "No one will believe you if you tell them I raped you. Everyone knows your history with your last male teacher. You'll never hold this in court. Best thing to do is keep your mouth shut."
"You bastard!" she snapped.
"Don't look so hurt, Leia. You enjoyed it. You know you did." He threw her blouse at her and grabbed his things. "I forgot to tell you, Leia. I'm leaving for America tonight. It was so nice to fuck you before I go." Laughing, he grabbed his things and walked out. Leia moved to the window and watched him get into the car, driving off.
Patrick got there a few minutes later. He'd never been in the school before so he had to ask for directions to Vince's class. When he finally found it, he opened the door to see Leia's standing there, cum drizzling down her legs mixed with blood, her torn clothes and her bruised hand. "Where is he?" He was no idiot. He saw the look in her eyes. In a single step he was beside her, wrapping his arms around her protectively.
"I think I broke my hand again," she said slowly. "Sucks."
Was that all she had to say? "Are ye alright? What happened to Mr. Daniels?"
"I'm fine. My hand hurts like hell and I have to buy another school uniform. My prides a little bruised...but I'm ok," she said as she started putting her blouse on. "He's on a plane. Just leave it alone."
"Leave it alone? Leia, what happened? Didhe rape you?" He knew the answer, but she was acting as if this was no big deal.
"Look, there is nothing I can do. I could take him to court, but they would just bring up the case with you. I could be moppy and whine my ass off, but I'm not the time. Later I might cry about it but right now I just want to go to the hospital and get my hand looked at."
He took a deep breath, trying hard to control himself. If he'd been a few minutes early he could have caught the bastard in the act. "Okay. Let's get you to the hospital."
Leia walked slowly to the car and got in while wincing. She leaned back against the seat with a sigh. Why didn't she see this coming? Why wasn't she strong enough to stop it? And now that she knew she couldn't do anything about it...how often would this happen? How many teachers looked at her that way and was trying to get up the courage to take advantage of her just because she had a relationship with one of her teachers before?
"I'm going to kill him." Patrick said that rather nonchalantly, as if it were nothing. He was going to make this guy suffer and pay. He knew how, it was just a matter of when.
At the hospital, Leia went to the bathroom to clean up before seeing the doctor. She didn't say anything about being raped as he took x-rays of her hand. She didn't break it, only fractured it and had to have a brace.
Once home, she told Gabe and Rio what happened then went straight to the shower. In the steam, all she could feel was his hands still on her and his hips grinding her. Gabe sat in the bathroom with her because it was obvious she didn't want to be alone even though she didn't voice it. His nails were digging in his palms as his hands fisted. Rio instantly went to Patrick.
"We are going to kill him right?" Rio said coldly.
"We? I thought I was the enemy," Patrick muttered. He was using Rio's laptop to look up some information. Namely a list of flights leaving to America. Though he had been gentle with Leia, his blood was boiling, and he was finding it hard to be nice to anyone at this point. With a few more clicks and strokes of the keys he found what he was looking for. Writing down the flight information, he stood and started grabbing things he would need.
"At the moment, you are the only one I know that is as pissed at me and is willing to take his life. Gabe won't leave Leia and I can't stand here knowing he is going to get away with this." Rio was red with anger. "I want him to suffer."
"He will," Patrick promised. Closing the laptop, he grabbed his coat and tossed his keys to Rio. "You drive. I can't think straight right now."
"Right," Rio said and started to the car.
Gabe listened as the water beat over Leia. After thirty minutes in the shower, he heard her whimpering and crying but trying to be quiet. Taking off his shirt and shoes, Gabe grabbed a towel and stepped in the shower. He wrapped the towel around her and she jumped. Noticing it was Gabe, she relaxed and let him pull her to him as his clothes and the towel got soaked. She cried against him while he pulled her to the bottom of the tub to sit with him.
Once in the car, Patrick crawled into the back seat and began to pull off his clothes. He had stuffed more clothes into his back. More appropriately a suit. What he had planned called for it. Gabe laid in bed with Leia after finally drying off and into some pajamas. She wanted to sleep in his room and he didn't object. Neither of them really noticed that the other two were missing. At the moment, Gabe didn't care.
Once at the airport, Patrick fixed his suit. It was a standard black and white suit. He fidgeted with the tie. It had been a while since he'd worn one. "Drive the car around to the back of the airport," he instructed. Sliding out of the vehicle, he went to the front. Taking out the fake I.D. the guy had used to scam Leia with, he flashed it to the security guards. "We have a possible terrorist attack in progress. A passenger, Mr. Daniels is a security risk."
Gabe stroked Leia's hair though she didn't stop the tears. She wasn't afraid to be herself around him. She wasn't afraid to be vulnerable. Not with Gabe. He knew her too well. He pressed his lips to her forehead and she fisted his shirt.
Patrick was grinning like a wolf who found the perfect lamb. The security guards had located the 'security risk'. Placing a hand on Mr. Daniel's shoulder, Patrick leaned in close. "Tell me. Today when you woke up. Did you know that you wanted to die?"
"You can't do anything with so many people around," Vince said smugly.
"Oh, I don't intend to." Patrick nodded and the guards quickly rushed Vince, grabbing him and hauling him away to the back part of the airport as Patrick had ordered them to do.
"You have made a mistake! I'm not who he says I am!" Vince yelled.
"Of course you're not Mr. Daniels. Or should I say Abdhul Arain?" Patrick motioned to the parked car, smirking as the guards handcuffed Vince. Patrick shook both their hands and nodded. "You've done your country proud. Thank you."
"You don't honestly think I look like a terrorist!?!"
"Please. If we went after everyone who looked like a terrorist we'd be arrested for stereotyping." Patrick opened up the back door and forcibly shoved Vince inside. Nodding to the guards once more, he slid into the seat beside them, his smile quickly fading behind the heavily tinted windows.
Rio stepped on the gas. "Where am I going?"
"Someplace quiet. I don't want them to hear his screams," Patrick said. Reaching into his bag, he pulled out a large knife.
"I know the perfect place. Leia has a large piece of land out in the country miles and miles from civilization."
"Perfect. Now tell me, Vince. Have you ever wondered what it feels like to be sodomized with a knife?"
"You won't get away with this," Vince snapped.
"Please, don't talk. Even your voice pisses me off!"
"Please. The cops are going to pat themselves on the back for what they just did. The only one I'll have to answer to is God and Leia."
"And Leia doesn't have to know anything."
Patrick hesitated on this. "Drive us to Leia's house," he whispered. "I have already done one wrong deed. Something which you both have had fun throwing into my face. I will not do it again."
"What?!! The one time I'm actually approving of and you can't go through with it!?!" Groaning, Rio took a sharp right and started to Leia's.
"Oh no. I plan on going through with it. In fact, I'm looking forward to it. I just...I will not take another life. Not until I want her to know what I plan to do."
"This is stupid," Rio said under his breath as he pulled up to the house.
Gabe had made Leia another thing of hot chocolate because she could sleep. They sat on Gabe's bed looking at old photo books while she calmly sipped on her drink.
"Yeah well, you never said I was smart." He started to handed the knife to Rio, but instead just glared at Vince. "You move, I can guarantee you that you will suffer more than Leia ever will." Getting out of the car, he slipped the knife into his coat and hurried upstairs to where Gabe and Leia were. "Leia?"
Leia looked up at him. "Hey, where did you run off to? Rio and you better not be fighting. I really don't want to deal with that right now." She turned a photo to Gabe and he laughed. "The day you tried to get under my bra in sixth grade. Somehow I managed to take a picture of it."
Patrick smiled at her. "Leia...you know that I love you, right?"
Both her and Gabe looked at him. "Yeah, I'm not stupid. What did you do?"
Gabe paled. "You didn't kill Rio did you?"
He listened through her door, waiting for her breathing to pick up. Sliding a pin into the lock, he twisted it, hearing the door unlock. Turning the handle, he silently opened the door. "I can always help you with your homework-" he stopped, acting genuinely surprised at the sight of her legs spread out before him, her fingers playing with herself.
Leia stopped slowly. Her body twitched as she sat up with a smirk. "Wipe that look off your face. We both know why you are here. Turn around and leave."
"How about I look and don't touch?" he offered, his eyes trailing down to the juices which dripped from her legs.
She smirked bigger. Her hand slid up her skirt. "Have a seat."
He swallowed hard, surprised that she was actually letting him. Taking a chair, he moved it by the side of the bed, just a foot away from where she was. She got comfortable again however, she didn't lift her skirt to give him a view. While her hand teased herself, all he could see was her face and body but nothing naughty. His jaw dropped when he realized what she was doing. That was just cruel. No. Cruel was too nice of a word. A small whimper escaped his throat, though he did find that simply watching her face contort into pleasure was enough to have his cock still aching. She let her breathing pick up, knowing he knew she was close. Biting her lip, she arched her back at the feeling. Her fingers pumped in and out of her while her thumb rubbed her clit. He could smell her scent. It was driving him crazy. His hands rubbed himself through his pants, his eyes trying to get even the tiniest peek beneath her skirt as her hand moved up. Turning her head to the slide she closed her eyes before taking a few more deep breaths and fisting the sheets as she came.
Even though he couldn't see her quivering lips, he saw the sudden flood of juices rush down her legs. He licked his lips, wishing to taste her. It took every ounce of self control he could muster not to spread her legs and have it. Her breathing slowed and she slipped her hand from under her skirt. Sitting up, she looked at the juices drip from her fingers. Looking at him with a smirk, she licked one of her fingers very slowly, sucking and tasting herself. His lips suddenly felt very dry. That was just...hot. He couldn't just sit there and do nothing. His hands began to grope and rub himself, finally he just reached for the zipper to free himself from his restraints.
"Does Lilith turn you on like this, Mr. McClain?" she smirked as she ran her tongue over another finger.
"No," he said breathlessly. He pulled his rigid cock out, finally freeing it.
She watched as he pulled his large member out. "Tell me who makes you wild."
"You do." His hands began to stroke himself, using the pre cum which drizzled down his shaft as lube.
"More than Lilith?"
"Yes." He began to stroke himself faster.
"Do you want me, Mr. McClain?"
"Yes."
She smiled. Moving her fingers to his mouth, she slipped her wet tips over his lips. His tongue flicked over her fingers, slowly urging one into his mouth. He moaned as he tasted her.
"When I'm convinced that I'm the only thing you will ever long for...you can have me again...do you understand?" She let her finger slip into his mouth while watching him stroke himself.
He moaned into her finger. Closing his eyes, he sucked her juices off of it, his hand going up and down at a faster pace while his free one massaged his balls.
"Come on, Mr. McClain," she smirked. She felt like she had so much power. "Answer me."
"Yes," he moaned, not letting her finger go. He twitched slightly as he felt himself tighten. He was almost there.
She sat back on her bed, watching him. "Good."
He whimpered as she pulled her finger back. Leaning back in the chair, he moved his shirt up, groaning as his cum suddenly shot out, covering his exposed stomach with spurts of semen. He moaned, a smile filling his face at his release.
Leia smiled big. "You came a lot...this must be the first time in a long time."
He nodded weakly, still feeling good from his release. "It was," he assured her.
"You should go shower now."
He nodded. Getting up, he let his pants fall to the ground. Taking off his shirt, he let it fall to the ground as well, his cum slowly sliding down his body as he took off his boxers as well and went to her shower to clean off. His mind was focused on their little encounter. That was just...amazing. Even if he didn't get to have her. Leia stood and went down the hall to the shower in a spare bedroom. She wouldn't give him the pleasure of seeing her naked...not yet. He was disappointed when she didn't join him. He hid it well, though he was rather preoccupied to think of too much else. Once he was clean, he grabbed one of her towels and wrapped it around himself. Gathering his clothes he then started to her room.
Leia was only in a towel when she came out of one of the rooms. She smirked at Patrick. "Dinner will be ready in five minutes," she smiled. Waving to him she went to her room and shut the door.
She was such a tease! He wouldn't be able to make it another couple of days. Eventually he'd just end up raping her.
Friday afternoon, Leia walked to detention after the school emptied. She sat down in Vince's class room, the only one there. Crossing her legs she watched him stand and opened her book. "What do you want me to do?"
Vince walked to the door and locked it. She eyed him as he moved to her. "Today...will be different. We haven't spoken in a while."
Leia pulled out her phone not liking where this was going. "Yeah, well you haven't missed much."
Quickly he grabbed her phone and threw it against the wall. It crashed and broke. "I'll scream," she threatened with hard eyes. "Don't do anything you'll regret, Mr. Daniels."
He smirked. "Then scream."
"Rio, what class are ye studying for?" Patrick eyed the boys textbook, trying to make certain that he was still indeed up to par on the teaching curriculum.
"Trig right now. In a minute I'll be studying for the History test on Monday."
Leia was slammed against the classroom wall. Her uniform blouse was on the floor and her panties were ripped and thrown on the ground. She fought against Vince, but he was bigger there for stronger. Grabbing her hands, he held them over her head with one of his hands. He lifted her body up as he pinned her to the wall. Her legs were moved around his hips.
"You are making a huge mistake! I'll have you put away for life!" Leia screamed.
"You smell so much like your mother. I bet you wear the same perfume as her. Go on, Leia, scream for me. Call me names, threaten my life," he laughed in her ear.
Leia's eyes widened as he shoved his cock into her. She cried out. It had been so long since she had something big in her. And he wasn't being gentle. He moaned. "You're so tight. Patrick mustn't be that big," he smirked as he started pounding into her.
"I was never that good at math. Perhaps that's why I chose English," he smirked. Checking the clock, he groaned. "Do ye think Mr. Daniels will let her out early? I've suppose to have an interview with the school at four."
"Don't know," Gabe said as he typed up his paper. "Depends on if he wants to give her up or not," he joked.
Leia tried biting Vince, she tried pulling her hands free, but nothing worked. It only fueled him to pound harder and hard making her go limp from exhaustion while fighting back. She slumped against him as he kissed her neck and face. "See? It's not so bad, Leia. It won't be long before you cum then you'll be begging me for more."
"Well, he won't have much of a choice. I guess that Leia could get a ride home with him if he's not willing to share." That idea made him sick. "If she rides with me then we'll be back in time for dinner." Grabbing his coat and keys, he took the car, preferring to drive rather than to be driven about.
Leia started to cry when she realized her body was responding to Vince. As her breathing picked up, his pace quickened. Moments later she came while she cried followed by him. Moaning, he held her against the wall until he was done. Slowly, he let her stand on her feet and removed his hand from her wrists. "See that wasn't so-"
Before he could finish, Leia punched him in the face, feeling her hand crack and hearing his jaw pop. Grabbing his jaw he stared at her with a mad smile. "No one will believe you if you tell them I raped you. Everyone knows your history with your last male teacher. You'll never hold this in court. Best thing to do is keep your mouth shut."
"You bastard!" she snapped.
"Don't look so hurt, Leia. You enjoyed it. You know you did." He threw her blouse at her and grabbed his things. "I forgot to tell you, Leia. I'm leaving for America tonight. It was so nice to fuck you before I go." Laughing, he grabbed his things and walked out. Leia moved to the window and watched him get into the car, driving off.
Patrick got there a few minutes later. He'd never been in the school before so he had to ask for directions to Vince's class. When he finally found it, he opened the door to see Leia's standing there, cum drizzling down her legs mixed with blood, her torn clothes and her bruised hand. "Where is he?" He was no idiot. He saw the look in her eyes. In a single step he was beside her, wrapping his arms around her protectively.
"I think I broke my hand again," she said slowly. "Sucks."
Was that all she had to say? "Are ye alright? What happened to Mr. Daniels?"
"I'm fine. My hand hurts like hell and I have to buy another school uniform. My prides a little bruised...but I'm ok," she said as she started putting her blouse on. "He's on a plane. Just leave it alone."
"Leave it alone? Leia, what happened? Didhe rape you?" He knew the answer, but she was acting as if this was no big deal.
"Look, there is nothing I can do. I could take him to court, but they would just bring up the case with you. I could be moppy and whine my ass off, but I'm not the time. Later I might cry about it but right now I just want to go to the hospital and get my hand looked at."
He took a deep breath, trying hard to control himself. If he'd been a few minutes early he could have caught the bastard in the act. "Okay. Let's get you to the hospital."
Leia walked slowly to the car and got in while wincing. She leaned back against the seat with a sigh. Why didn't she see this coming? Why wasn't she strong enough to stop it? And now that she knew she couldn't do anything about it...how often would this happen? How many teachers looked at her that way and was trying to get up the courage to take advantage of her just because she had a relationship with one of her teachers before?
"I'm going to kill him." Patrick said that rather nonchalantly, as if it were nothing. He was going to make this guy suffer and pay. He knew how, it was just a matter of when.
At the hospital, Leia went to the bathroom to clean up before seeing the doctor. She didn't say anything about being raped as he took x-rays of her hand. She didn't break it, only fractured it and had to have a brace.
Once home, she told Gabe and Rio what happened then went straight to the shower. In the steam, all she could feel was his hands still on her and his hips grinding her. Gabe sat in the bathroom with her because it was obvious she didn't want to be alone even though she didn't voice it. His nails were digging in his palms as his hands fisted. Rio instantly went to Patrick.
"We are going to kill him right?" Rio said coldly.
"We? I thought I was the enemy," Patrick muttered. He was using Rio's laptop to look up some information. Namely a list of flights leaving to America. Though he had been gentle with Leia, his blood was boiling, and he was finding it hard to be nice to anyone at this point. With a few more clicks and strokes of the keys he found what he was looking for. Writing down the flight information, he stood and started grabbing things he would need.
"At the moment, you are the only one I know that is as pissed at me and is willing to take his life. Gabe won't leave Leia and I can't stand here knowing he is going to get away with this." Rio was red with anger. "I want him to suffer."
"He will," Patrick promised. Closing the laptop, he grabbed his coat and tossed his keys to Rio. "You drive. I can't think straight right now."
"Right," Rio said and started to the car.
Gabe listened as the water beat over Leia. After thirty minutes in the shower, he heard her whimpering and crying but trying to be quiet. Taking off his shirt and shoes, Gabe grabbed a towel and stepped in the shower. He wrapped the towel around her and she jumped. Noticing it was Gabe, she relaxed and let him pull her to him as his clothes and the towel got soaked. She cried against him while he pulled her to the bottom of the tub to sit with him.
Once in the car, Patrick crawled into the back seat and began to pull off his clothes. He had stuffed more clothes into his back. More appropriately a suit. What he had planned called for it. Gabe laid in bed with Leia after finally drying off and into some pajamas. She wanted to sleep in his room and he didn't object. Neither of them really noticed that the other two were missing. At the moment, Gabe didn't care.
Once at the airport, Patrick fixed his suit. It was a standard black and white suit. He fidgeted with the tie. It had been a while since he'd worn one. "Drive the car around to the back of the airport," he instructed. Sliding out of the vehicle, he went to the front. Taking out the fake I.D. the guy had used to scam Leia with, he flashed it to the security guards. "We have a possible terrorist attack in progress. A passenger, Mr. Daniels is a security risk."
Gabe stroked Leia's hair though she didn't stop the tears. She wasn't afraid to be herself around him. She wasn't afraid to be vulnerable. Not with Gabe. He knew her too well. He pressed his lips to her forehead and she fisted his shirt.
Patrick was grinning like a wolf who found the perfect lamb. The security guards had located the 'security risk'. Placing a hand on Mr. Daniel's shoulder, Patrick leaned in close. "Tell me. Today when you woke up. Did you know that you wanted to die?"
"You can't do anything with so many people around," Vince said smugly.
"Oh, I don't intend to." Patrick nodded and the guards quickly rushed Vince, grabbing him and hauling him away to the back part of the airport as Patrick had ordered them to do.
"You have made a mistake! I'm not who he says I am!" Vince yelled.
"Of course you're not Mr. Daniels. Or should I say Abdhul Arain?" Patrick motioned to the parked car, smirking as the guards handcuffed Vince. Patrick shook both their hands and nodded. "You've done your country proud. Thank you."
"You don't honestly think I look like a terrorist!?!"
"Please. If we went after everyone who looked like a terrorist we'd be arrested for stereotyping." Patrick opened up the back door and forcibly shoved Vince inside. Nodding to the guards once more, he slid into the seat beside them, his smile quickly fading behind the heavily tinted windows.
Rio stepped on the gas. "Where am I going?"
"Someplace quiet. I don't want them to hear his screams," Patrick said. Reaching into his bag, he pulled out a large knife.
"I know the perfect place. Leia has a large piece of land out in the country miles and miles from civilization."
"Perfect. Now tell me, Vince. Have you ever wondered what it feels like to be sodomized with a knife?"
"You won't get away with this," Vince snapped.
"Please, don't talk. Even your voice pisses me off!"
"Please. The cops are going to pat themselves on the back for what they just did. The only one I'll have to answer to is God and Leia."
"And Leia doesn't have to know anything."
Patrick hesitated on this. "Drive us to Leia's house," he whispered. "I have already done one wrong deed. Something which you both have had fun throwing into my face. I will not do it again."
"What?!! The one time I'm actually approving of and you can't go through with it!?!" Groaning, Rio took a sharp right and started to Leia's.
"Oh no. I plan on going through with it. In fact, I'm looking forward to it. I just...I will not take another life. Not until I want her to know what I plan to do."
"This is stupid," Rio said under his breath as he pulled up to the house.
Gabe had made Leia another thing of hot chocolate because she could sleep. They sat on Gabe's bed looking at old photo books while she calmly sipped on her drink.
"Yeah well, you never said I was smart." He started to handed the knife to Rio, but instead just glared at Vince. "You move, I can guarantee you that you will suffer more than Leia ever will." Getting out of the car, he slipped the knife into his coat and hurried upstairs to where Gabe and Leia were. "Leia?"
Leia looked up at him. "Hey, where did you run off to? Rio and you better not be fighting. I really don't want to deal with that right now." She turned a photo to Gabe and he laughed. "The day you tried to get under my bra in sixth grade. Somehow I managed to take a picture of it."
Patrick smiled at her. "Leia...you know that I love you, right?"
Both her and Gabe looked at him. "Yeah, I'm not stupid. What did you do?"
Gabe paled. "You didn't kill Rio did you?"