An Ultra Violent Fairy Tale by Pete Bertino - HTML preview

33 AN ULTRA VIOLENT FAIRY TALE

“It’ll be OK.” he said rubbing her shoulders.

“No it won’t.” she said still crying.

“Maureen, I told you...”

“No you really don’t understand, I’m the reason Glitterbelle got caught.”

Luke stopped rubbing her shoulders and stepped back from her.

“What,” he asked.

“I found a soldier, for The Order outside the city, on the road she came on...” she said with tears rolling down her red cheeks. “y-yuh you two were at the Nest and you guys were drugged up and kissing and I-I-I uh wuh-was jealous so I found the soldier and...”

“You what!”

Luke’s cheeks became red but with rage. His hands gripped Maureen’s shoulders hard enough to make her yelp. He ignored her and gave her a back hand similar to the one Detroit had given him. She fell to the floor and began sobbing, Luke kneeled to her and grabbed her shoulders again making her wince.

“What the fuck is the matter with you?! We weren’t even fucking yet!” he asked in a high voice raising his hand to strike her again but losing the will to do it.

Maureen laid on the floor, her body convulsing with each sob. Luke bit down on his fist until he winced in pain. He let the urge to kick her in the head pass and gave her a weak hug as he pulled at her arms to stand up.

“Come on, get up. My brother comes in and sees this it’ll piss him off worse.”

“We don’t have to tell him.” she said.

“Don’t be fuckin stupid. I can’t...”