Hallows: Black Death

Because I'm Going to Believe You

d4vd- Romantic Homicide

Carson:

"What happened?" Lucien demands as I walk out of the house, going for my car.

I don't know how to explain what just happened down there. I can feel her cold touch on my skin. I can still feel her wetness on my d**k. The way she looked at me. The f*****g way she looked at me. I have no idea what the f**k just happened but I can't breathe.

"f**k," I roar, my fist connects with the driver's side window, and all of the windows shatter. They all just f*****g explode into tiny shards of glass.

"Carson," Luc shouts. He pushes me against the car and turns me over keeping me pinned against it with his forearm across my chest. "What. The. f**k. Did. You. Do. To. B.B.?" he demands. His eyes are pitch black. "What did you do?"

"I don't-" I shake my head. "I don't know what she saw but whatever it was, she's done. She's f*****g done with me,"

"Hey, hey," he taps my cheeks trying to snap me out of it. If it were anyone else they'd be f*****g dead. "Walk me through it, what happened? You guys were fine when I walked out. Talk to me,"

"I don't know," I push him away. He lets me this time.

I look down at my hands. They're trembling. I've never been scared like this before. I jump up when the front door opens and she stomps out of the house with her purse in her hand and keys in the other.

"B.B.," Luc calls out to her.

"Baby, you can't drive like this," I go over to her trying to take the keys from her. I jump back when the black mamba jumps out from under her leather jacket and snaps at me. It would have latched on to my face had I not stepped back.

"Get the f**k away from me," she screams.

She gets in her car and turns it on locking us out of it. She didn't even put it in reverse. The car roars to life and does a full one-eighty in place before it burns out of the gate and bolts down the street. Luc looks back at me as I just watch her drive away like that.

"Holy s**t," Lucien shakes his head. "Tell me what the f**k happened down there," I tell him everything. From the zipper to the lights to the mirror. "Dude,"

"What?"

"Why did you f*****g stop at the red light?" he asks.

"What are you talking about?" I growl. He steps forward and pulls the collar of my t-shirt down to reveal the demon on my chest. I look down and realize what it is she was looking at. What he's looking at. She's the only one of us that can actually see them. I can see the black mamba because it wants me to. "f**k,"

"Yeah, she didn't know you were there with her. She thought you were there with that," he points at my chest. I reached for my phone and begin to call her.

"She blocked me," I say letting my hand fall to my side.

"What the f**k did you two-" her dad jumps out of the Phantom and begins to make his way over to us. "What happened? I just saw B.B. going ninety down the road,"

"It's a misunderstanding," I sigh, looking down at the tattoo. He comes over to me and pulls the t-shirt down hard enough to tear it.

"Is that your devil?" he asks annoyed. I nodded. "You f****d up, kid. You f****d up real bad. She's going to do something f*****g terrible. Misunderstanding or not. Come on. I'll get us a drink,"

"I have to find her. She has to listen to me," I wave him off.

"Take it from me, pal. That's not a good idea. The first time Ash thought my mind was somewhere else when I was balls deep in her, she f*****g stabbed me in my shoulder," he laugh. "That was a good f*****g weekend,"

"Sir, would you like me to locate Miss B.B.?" James asks me, completely ignoring him. What the f**k is this asshole's problem?

"Nah, she's going to talk to that other bird head. Might f**k him," he shrugs.

"What the f**k?" Luc shakes his head. "She wouldn't f*****g dare,"

"Oh, kid. She's got her mom's temperament and the Blackstone legacy running through her veins. That girl is f*****g nuts. You're in for a wild ride boys,"

He walks inside the house fully expecting us to follow. Lucien grabs the sides of my torn shirt and pulls me into him. Great, they're both angry at me. His eyes are wild now. He only gets like this when it involves B.B. or me.

"Go f*****g get her. Now," he growls. "Fix this, you f*****g ass hole. If he puts his f*****g hands on my girl I will f*****g wreck you," He shoves me hard. "Now, Carson,"

"Give me your car keys," I hold my hand out. He doesn't hesitate to hand them over.

I hate driving his Mustang. It's pretentious as f**k. The engine roars to life as I start it up. All the little gadgets on the dashboard boot up and the screen greets me with a picture of B.B. in the Louis Vuitton outfit I got her for Stacy's party. She's sitting in the library completely engrossed in a book. She has no idea that he's watching her from a distance. Maybe she does, I doubt she would care.

"f*****g stalker," I scoff and put the car into gear.

I know exactly where Victor is staying. I've known for a while now. That f*****g piece of s**t. There is no way in hell she's going to see him, is what I want to say. But Dante might be right. Belladonna is unpredictable. She's wild and the darkness inside of her is more than I can handle. I've known that since I met her. His words are swimming in my head from the moment he spoke them.

"You can't tame that kind of darkness on your own. It's why you're willing to share her with Lucien,"

"f**k you, Victor!" I pull my phone out refusing to believe she's going to see him. "Come on, baby. You're not doing this to me,"

"Dude," Stacy whispers from the other end of the line. A rush of relief comes over me and I exhale like I'd been drowning. "What did you do?"

"Is she with you?" I ask.

"Yeah, man. She's hella crying,"

"Keep her there. I'm on my way,"

"We're at Nat's place. Southside," she informs me.

"I know where she lives. Don't let her leave,"

"She's going to kill you. You and Lucien are f*****g her up, bro. You gotta stop this s**t. She already has a s**t ton of s**t she's working through,"

"It was a misunderstanding. I didn't-" I can't even explain it to myself much less to someone else.

"Okay, okay. Just take your time. She's really upset," she hangs up.

"I knew you weren't going to him," I sigh with relief. "f*****g Dante really got into my head,"

-She's with Stacy- I text Luce. He looked just as pissed as she was.

-Thank f*****g god- he texts me back immediately. -Her dad is a f*****g d**k-

I stop to get her donut holes and a f*****g strawberry milkshake. This isn't going to be fixed over a smoothie. When I arrived at Natalie's place, she's walking out of their house. Her eyes light up when she sees Luc's car but then anger floods her features when it's me getting out of the car. That stings in a way that I can't even acknowledge right now.

"Wait, wait," I cross the street in four strides to stop her from getting into the car. "No,"

"No what?" she hisses.

Her nose wrinkles up like she wants to bare her teeth at me. Not only is Eve present but the reaper is as well and the three of them are all feeling it. This really hurt her. B.B. has never once given into us because of the hallow inside me or Lucien. Her feelings are genuine. Just like Lucien's. I have to admit that in the beginning, when the devil was waking and I watched her from afar, it was the snake that I wanted but things aren't like that anymore. She's a girl. My girl. There are things I want from her, things I want to give her. To make sure she's never alone again.

"I would never do that to you. I thought-" I place my hands on both her shoulders. "I thought I hurt you or something. I didn't know what you were f*****g showing me, B.B. I swear on everything I love that it was all you,"

"No, it wasn't," she tries to shrug me off. I pull her into me and pin her against the car. She's trying to get me off of her. I pull her hair back and grip it all in one of my hands. She goes completely still.

"Oh, sweetheart. I am never ever going to say this again. Not to you or anyone else. I'm only doing it because I felt it inside of me. That coldness of your heart shattering, baby," I press my forehead against hers. "I am so sorry. Not because of what happened. I was in f*****g heaven, B.B. I didn't think. I was right there with you. Your eyes f*****g glow like hell itself with the red lights, baby. I was lost in your f*****g demon eyes. There was nothing and no else. Just us two. I f*****g promise,"

Her breathing is uneven, her body is slack, and she's still crying. I feel like a f*****g ass hole. Granted I didn't do anything wrong. Not intentionally, at least. Slowly her hands come up around me she's fisting the black t-shirt I found in the back seat.

"I hate you," she begins to cry.

I've heard B.B. scream, laugh, and growl like a f*****g snake but my favorite sound is the little hiccup she gets when she's crying. The little squeak in the back of her throat that gives away the pain in her soul. B.B. isn't the kind of person that cries. Not in front of others anyway. She's not built like that. These past couple of weeks have been rough on her. More than the past two years. From the start, I've made her feel like all I want from her is the f*****g snake inside.

It started off as that. I'm not going to lie. f**k, when the reaper takes the stage, I swear I can feel the challenge and need to dominate deep in my bones. I hate it but she fights it. Even after she killed Ashley, she never directed that cold stare my way. Not until today. The reaper inside of her wanted me dead. It's tolerated my s**t long enough.

"B.B.," I pinch her chin forcing her to look up at me. Her eyes are red. Her pretty shimmery eyelash extensions are sticking together but none of her makeup is ruined.

"Don't say that to me," she shakes her head. "Please, don't,"

The desperation in her eyes is heartbreaking. There's nothing more beautiful than this girl. I swear to everything that is holy and evil. When she cries, the angels themselves curse the heavens and devils rage with the fury of hell. When she laughs, when she cries, when she has an epic hissy fit, it's all beautiful. It always has been. I never wanted to look her way for Lucien's sake but she's not the kind of person that is easily ignored. No, her presence alone is overwhelming. Having her in my arms, there's nothing else that matters and Lucien can kiss my ass for all I care.

"Why not?" I lean in pressing my lips to hers. She's shaking again. Fresh tears stream down her flushed cheeks.

"Because I'm going to believe you and then you're going to hurt me all over again," she chokes out.

"I'm in love with you, Belladonna Blackstone. I'm never going to stop. No matter what you do. I will never ever stop loving you,"

She grips the front of my shirt tightly and continues to cry. Her fists connect with my chest a few times. Her form is perfect. If she were really trying to hurt me, she would have. I should really stop stressing her out. If she snaps, it'll be my blood on her hands. I have to admit that it's a little bit of a turn-on. She's nuts and I'm living for it. I still want to f**k s**t up with the girl.

"You piece of s**t," she cries. "I told you not to say that,"