Page 71 of Unhinged Kallie

I hauled her to her feet, and she screamed in pain. The sound was music to my ears. Like a fucking baby listening to a lullaby, I lapped that shit up.

“Come here,” I said and dragged her back so she was standing in front of the bed.

“Truuu.” Carter tried again. His face was twisted in concentration, but he gave up and flopped back down.

“Don’t start with me, Carter. Don’t you know that you never leave your drink unattended? That’s like party rule 101, especially now that you may get signed. You’re a hot commodity to a social-climbing Slutosaurus.” He groaned like I was annoying him as he draped his arm over his eyes. “Don’t give me that. This bitch was going to take advantage of you. We’ll talk about this when we get home.”

I yanked the blonde’s hair back hard, and she screamed as the knife moved around. I dragged the tip of the other blade up to her eye as she whimpered in my hold.

“It’s your turn. I’m sure you realize by now that I’m fucking serious. If not, you’re an idiot, and I’d be doing the world a huge favor by killing you so you don’t pass along those genes, but I digress. Tell. Me. What. You. Gave. Him,” I growled in her ear. “Or I will start by cutting your fingers off one at a time. It would be a shame not to be able to get those fancy manicures, hold your phone, or even finger your pussy late at night while you’re dreaming of my man.” I twisted my hand and tightened the hold on her hair to bend her head at an odd angle. “Fucking tell me, or before your fingers, I’ll take your nipples.” I was going to do that anyway, but she didn’t need to know that.

“Please don’t. It hurts so much. Please take it out.”

“No. Drug first. This is not that difficult. I saw you fucking do it. Just tell me what it was.”

“Roofie,” she blubbered, and I shook my head.

“A roofie…let me guess. Even though you’re beautiful, you’re a ladder-climbing Twatwaffle that wanted to trap one of the players by getting yourself knocked up. Carter was a good target since he was away from the other guys and left his drink unattended. Most guys aren’t expecting to be roofied, especially by someone resembling a Victoria’s Secret model.”

She didn’t answer, but she didn’t need to. There was only one of two reasons you drugged a guy for sex, and it was never just for sex. She wanted to get pregnant, or she wanted blackmail dirt. Either way, it was shady as fuck.

Carter suddenly sat up but weaved around in a circle. “Youuuu cannnn’t killlll herrrr,” he said, his lips pushed together and brows bunched as he focused on his words. Under any other circumstances, I would’ve said it was funny.

“Oh, you think so? Watch me,” I said and smiled over the blonde’s shoulder. Her body slumped as she sobbed. I stared into his eyes as I drew the blade across her throat. “You know what, Carter, I’ve decided I really don’t like people telling me what to do anymore.”

His eyes widened as he watched the blonde choke on her blood before I let go of her hair, and she fell to the floor.

“Ohhh fuuuck.” Carter groaned as he flopped back on the bed.

Blondie rolled over, her hands clutching her neck. I squeezed her nipple, sliced it off, and sat it on her chest. “You know, you could’ve picked anyone else, and I wouldn’t have cared. Honestly, your moral and ethical ceiling is not my problem. But you chose the one person in the entire party I care about.” I pinched her other nipple and pulled on it hard to get more of it as I cut it off. “I want you to think on that as you suffocate on blood. You brought this on yourself.”

I waited until she was dead, her eyes unseeing as she stared up at the ceiling before pulling open her mouth and dropping the nipples inside. I wasn’t a fan of taking body parts as prizes like my dad, but I liked cutting them off and stuffing them in their mouths. I really wanted to carve my peacock feather, but it was too much of a calling card and this party was way too public. I just got my wings back, no carving was worth my dad caging me again.

As I pulled off the black gloves and stared down at her body, Carter mumbled something incoherent under his breath. He lifted his head when I walked to the side of the bed where he was lying.

Bending over, I rubbed my cheek against his. “Don’t worry. Tonight’s fun isn’t over. I’m just getting warmed up.”

Chapter Twenty-Eight

KALLIE

Pride was a fun emotion. I did well tonight and only had to kill one more person on the way out. The guy questioned why I was leaving through the back gate with a guy that could hardly walk. I mean, really, mind your own fucking business. Get drunk with everyone else, asshole.

One thing I was sure of was that if Carter were any more out of it, I wouldn’t have been able to move him. He was heavy and pushing me all over the place as we weaved up to his front door. He kept mumbling half sentences that didn’t make sense other than my name.

“Yeah, I’ve got you. It was a damn good thing I was there, you know that? Bitch was trying shady shit. You need to be more careful. Not everyone is a good person,” I scolded as I got him inside and locked the door.

I stopped when we reached the stairs down to his basement apartment. I looked up at him, and his head rolled in my direction. I could kill that girl all over again for doing this.

“Okay, I don’t trust I can get you down the stairs. You need to sit down.”

Carter leaned against the door jamb and slowly slid down until we were sitting. Cupping his face, I stared into his eyes. He still couldn’t focus on me. How fucking much did she give him? His hand raised, and he mimicked my position.

I wasn’t sure if he was trying to say something or wanted to kiss me. His brows were drawn together, and he opened his mouth, but only syllables came out. Deciding for him, I leaned in, and the moment our lips touched, the little flame that was always in my chest roared into an inferno. He groaned, and the restraint I was using while he was like this slipped. I wasn’t strong enough to walk away from him tonight.

Sucking his bottom lip into my mouth, I gave it a nip. “Do you want me?” I breathed against his lips. The nod was all I needed. “Then let’s go.”

Getting down the fifteen steps felt like an adventure all on its own. I’d never been so happy to see a door. Propping Carter against the wall, I held him in place with my body as I dug around in his pants that were slung over my arm. I found his wallet in a zipped pocket and opened it, finding the single key.