Sin With Me; One Night with the Bully

The Colour of Your Blood

"Florian," I said, but he didn't stop.

He pulled me towards the car and opened the door, then stepped away and turned to me, his eyes holding mine.

I swallowed, then slowly entered the car, my lips parting as I looked up to him. He never said a word even as he closed the door on me and walked around the car.

I turned, and I could see Ronan come out of the cafe, his eyes wide as he watched Florian come into the car and close the door.

I turned to Florian, whose eyes were fixed on the steering as he turned the ignition on and pulled out of the parking lot, his brows drawn, his hand gripping the steering wheel tight.

I thought I had seen Ronan suddenly start running and limping towards another parked car, but he was soon behind me, and I couldn't see anything else.

"Florian."

His jaws clenched before he slowly turned to me. "We will find something else for you to eat."

"That's not what I want to hear right now."

"What do you want to hear?" He asked, his voice low, with underlying danger in his baritone. It sent chills down my spine, but not half as scary as it had been with Ronan and I in a car like this.

"Who is Ellinel?" I asked, my voice low. I have never heard the name before, not even from Ronan.

This would be the first time, and seeing Florian so darn angry when I was... untouched and unscathed, it made me have a bad feeling about who the bearer of this name was to him.

Could Ronan be saying the truth about her being the person Florian was really...

I swallowed. What word would fit there? He never told me he loved me, but he sure acted that way. Hell, he even had a tattoo of my name. He had a picture of that tattoo, he did things not even my brother did.

Would that be love? Maybe. Or was it a little more? Was it a bit more obsessive to be just love?

"She is no one," he answered, accelerating the car as his eyes looked up to the rear view mirror. "No one."

"Were you in love with her?"

His eyes closed briefly. "No," he said simply. "No. I was not in love with her. I am not in love with her."

"Then why did Ronan..."

"For goodness sake, you believe Ronan? You have forgotten the things he did to you? You have forgotten just how much he doesn't want this to..."

"What's this, Florian?"

He stopped talking, his lips slightly parting. The car slowed down, and suddenly, another car aped past us.

I turned, just as the other car took a wild, dangerous turn to face us, effectively blocking our path.

"Is that..."

Florian's eyes hardened, and he turned, pushing the brakes. The car came to a screeching halt, and I grabbed unto his arm to stop myself from being violently thrown forward.

Florian didn't go out, his eyes watching the glass. The light from Ronan's car was blinding me, and I straightened, my head lifting.

Ronan got out of his car but stayed in front of it. I could see that he was daring Florian to come out to him, but Florian didn't seem to want to.

"Florian.." I started to say, but he moved, leaning forward slowly. My eyes widened, and I thought he was going to run Ronan over, but he didn't. He opened the trunk before he slowly opened the car door.

"Florian," I said, fear lacing my voice, my eyes wide at his decision to indulge Ronan.

It was even more dangerous for Ronan, but I didn't want any sort of confrontation. That was the last thing I wanted.

"Wait here, Roxanne. No matter what happens, just wait here."

My heart sank, and he slowly walked out. I turned as he slowly walked towards his open trunk, then grabbed something. I couldn't see what it was until he walked around, slowly covering the distance, and I saw it.

It was equipment used for fixing cars, and he was holding it like he would a gun. Like a lethal weapon.

I immediately got out of the car into the night breeze, my eyes wide as I watched the scene unfold.

"Get out of my way."

"Why?" Ronan asked, his eyes trailing down towards Florian's hand. "Are you still a little pissy boy about your dear Ellinel?"

Florian's brow raised. "Don't push me, Ronan. I am far more dangerous than you think."

Ronan chuckled. "I know that now. You... you ruined Damien."

"I am not scared to ruin you too."

"I think you will either way. I think you will come after me because of Ellinel. Wait. You already did. Ypu already came after me, using Roxanne. Isn't that it? You planned this carefully. All those years, you had your eyes on my sister. You knew I didn't like it, but you were f*****g obsessed with her and I f*****g know that s**t intensified becauee it would all boil down to this moment when you use her for revenge for what I did to that little slut Ellinel."

Florian raised a brow, and for one long minute, it seemed a little too quiet. A little too calm. Was it the calm before the storm? Was it the dam that was holding a whole flood of damage?

Ronan started to laugh, but his laugh was suddenly cut off as Florian grabbed him by his collar, then pulled him roughly to the edge of the high road, hiding up against the railings that were holding his body up and stopping him from falling off.

"Florian!" I yelled, but he didn't stop, his hand pushing Ronan a little lower, so much so his feet were lifted off the ground here, and I could barely hear his terrified scream.

"I have always wondered..." Florian said, pushing him a little further. "What if roads... what if roads were coloured bright red, Ronan? What if roads were covered in the colour of your blood, Ronan?"