Chapter 9

Love's POV

I went upstairs. I wanted to go see Urge to see how his meeting with Desire had went. A part of me wanted him to say that he was finally over Desire. Deep inside I wished he just came to his senses and realized he wanted to be with me instead. That is what I hoped at least. However when I climbed up the stairs I realized someone else was already in his room.

Allure.

I hid behind the door. Allure wasn't Urge's biggest fan. In fact, no one really liked Urge besides me. Urge was anti-social and he was the son of the guy who kidnapped all of us when we were just kids. Urge wasn't Mr. Popular. The fact that Allure was in here felt weird.

I pressed my ears against the door to hear what they were saying.

Allure was talking low but I could make out what she was saying.

She told Urge, "Look what I found in your closet. Black hood. Black jeans. Black boots. Black scarf to tie around your face. But understand, Urge. I wouldn't blame you for having these things. I wouldn't blame you for the bloodstains on these clothes. I wouldn't blame you if you did what you did to save him. You did do it. Didn't you, Urge?"

I was confused. The clothing was the exact same clothing that Desire said Wrath had when Wrath came and killed his fiance.

"Yes," he admitted to her, "I killed Grayson..."

I gasped.

"Whose there?" Urge stated.

I found myself running. I cleared the hallway in a matter of seconds. I ran to my room and immediately jumped in my bed. A few minutes later my door opened. I was pretending like I was asleep but I could tell Urge was staring at my back. Did he know that I had overheard what he said about killing Desire's fiance?

If Urge did suspect it he didn't say anything. He closed my room door again and walked back out. I got up almost immediately afterward. This was some serious shit. This was some very serious shit. Urge must have been desperate to do something like that. He killed someone who our moderators hadn't even marked as a target.

I waited about 20 minutes.

I opened the door and looked into the hallway. No one was there. A part of me felt like I had to tell Desire. I had to tell Desire because it was fucked up. But I had feelings for Urge as well. I was torn. Desire wasn't my friend by any means but he was a good guy. He deserved to know that there wasn't any ghost from his past. He deserved to know that the person who had killed his fiance was actually Urge.

I walked to Desire's room.

My palms were sweaty.

Sweat was dripping down my forehead.

Urge would hate me if I did this. He would never forgive me. But he was wrong. Urge was dead wrong for what he did. Allure was wrong. Urge had to take the blame for this. It was the right thing to do. I had done a lot of fucked up shady things in my life but going into someone's house and killing the person they were in love with was wrong.

I knocked on Desire's door.

A few minutes later Desire came to the door. He had been laughing. He was talking but I wasn't too sure who it was.

"Love, what's up?" he asked.

"Nice surprise..."

A few minutes later I noticed that Urge had walked up behind Desire. He was the one that was laughing in Desire's room. He had gone back into Desire's room. Urge gave me a look. It was a suspicious look. I wondered if he knew that I had overheard him talking to Allure. This was drama. This was shit that I didn't expect.

"Um..."

"What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost," Desire stated.

I looked at Urge.

Our eyes made contact.

Urge would have wanted Desire to believe that Wrath was still alive even though he wasn't. He wanted Desire to believe that Wrath was in town and Wrath had killed his fiance. All this why? Just so Desire would finally agree to go back with him.

"There's no such thing as ghosts," I said.

I wasn't talking to Desire though. I was talking to Urge. I was talking to the fact that he was using Desire's pain to get back in his good graces. I couldn't look at Urge the same anymore. This was fucked up. This was beyond anything that I thought he was capable of.

He had been my knight in shining armor.

And this is what the fuck he did?

"Well what's wrong man?" Desire asked, "You look like you have something on your mind..."

Urge's arm went over Desire. He pulled Desire close to him. He was standing behind Desire. His body seemed to guard Desire. He was crazy for Desire...literally crazy for him. It had blinded the person who he was.

He was so close to Desire, guarding him. Protecting Desire and looking at me like I was some sort of snake in the grass.

Urge echoed Desire, "Yeah, what's wrong Love? Did you have something to say to us..."

I realized the way that he used the word us.

"No. I was just checking on you Desire," I stated crossing my arms, "I know you have been just torn up after your fiance died. I just wanted to make sure you were feeling better."

Desire smiled. He had an honest, nice smile.

He was about to answer but Urge jumped in.

"Yeah he is," Urge replied, "I am making sure of it."

Desire nodded, "Urge has been keeping me company. Thanks for checking up on me. That means a lot. I think I've been stubborn enough. I think I have decided to come back to the Assembly after all."

"Are you serious?" I asked shaking my head, "You don't want to come back."

"I mean, I have friends in you guys," Desire stated shaking my head, "How nice, patient and supportive you guys have been has convinced me. I can't fight it any longer. I have to give up my life. I have to come back."

"Desire, this was your dream."

"Dreams are what people want. Reality is what they need," Urge replied.

He would think that. He had killed Desire's fiance and now he was claiming Desire for himself. The fucked up thing was that I had helped him let go of his fear of talking to Desire. No wonder it was so hard for Urge to speak to him. He had done something fucked up to him. Now he was standing there acting as if everything was cool.

I felt mad. I felt frustrated.

I just shook my head, "Desire you are making a mistake."

Desire shook his head, "No. I don't think I am. Can you contact Envy and arrange for me to be brought in? Please Love?"

I looked up at Urge. Desire had made his choice. He was giving in. Urge had won after all. I felt sick to my stomach that I knew this information and I couldn't get it out.

"I'll meet with Envy tomorrow and arrange it."

He smiled.

I gave Urge one last look. I wanted him to know. I wanted him to know that I knew. I walked away at that moment. I walked away and walked downstairs.

I was pacing back and forth in the kitchen. The anger was getting through to me. I shouldn't have been taking this so personally but the truth is that I did. What Urge had done was wrong. It was the worst thing that someone could possibly do to someone else.

And Urge was going to get away with it!

"You ok?"

Allure and Craving had walked into the kitchen. It was Allure who had spoken to me. Me and Allure were really cool actually. I had a lot in common with her and we talked a lot from time to time. Right now however I was looking at her with a dangerous glare.

"Don't talk to me," I told her.

"What did I do to you?"

"I just would prefer not to be around you right now," I told her.

She raised an eyebrow, "Wow. Fine."

Allure walked out of the room and walked upstairs. Craving was laughing when she did. I felt this heated anger towards her and Urge. They were upstairs conspiring and agreeing to that shady shit they were putting Desire through.

"Did I miss something? You brought out that Latino heat on her, huh?" Craving asked.

"She's shady."

"You just now noticing that."

"No. I mean really shady. Craving. Something is going on. Something...big..."

I wanted to tell him. A part of me wanted someone to confide in. I knew Craving would agree with me completely. The fucked up thing was that Craving had a way of being overemotional. He was a lot more emotional then the rest of us at times. I knew how he would react if he knew that Urge had done what he did. Craving would have walked upstairs and he would have caused a scene. All hell would have broken out tonight and I wasn't sure if I was ready for that to happen.

So I just continued to pace back and forth.

"Are you going to tell me what is going on or you just going to keep doing cardio."

"I'm not doing Cardio. I'm just upset. Did you know Urge and Desire are upstairs right now..."

"Are they---"

"No, they are just talking but still."

He sighed all of a sudden.

"Ah, I know what this is about."

"You do?"

"You're jealous."

I stopped. I wasn't jealous. I mean I was always obsessed with Urge. I still thought he was sexiest man I'd ever laid eyes on. That would never change but what he did to Desire was unforgivable. I felt like someone had to know but I didn't want to get involved.

I shook my head, blowing Craving off.

"Shut up, Craving."

"You're jealous. Admit it. It's ok. We all get jealous sometimes."

"I'm not jealous. Urge is proving to be not the person I thought he was," I told Craving. If Craving had any idea just what Urge had done he would have really went crazy. This was a huge issue and it would tear apart the team forever if anyone else found out.

Craving shook his head, "He loves Desire. Personally I don't see what you guys see in Urge. Ok, he is sexy and he has a body on him better than all of ours. But he has the personality of a old school blackberry. Can---can you stop pacing. STOP!"

Craving grabbed me.

He held me in place.

I just looked at him. It was hard not to pace.

"I'm sorry."

"Listen. I want my bestfriend to be with someone else. Desire and Urge aren't exactly the couple I would want together either. I'd prefer if Desire dated Grayson. Grayson was killed though and the more I come to think of it, what are the chances? You know? It's almost like...destiny. They are meant to be together."

Destiny.

"There's no such thing as destiny."

Urge had made this happen.

"Well we need to stop kidding ourselves. Regardless if we don't agree with it, we see the chemistry between those two. They are going to get back together. It's only a matter of time."

I shook my head.

"Man I just wish I could get over him," I said.

"Then just do it. Just get over him."

"Easier said than done."

"Just do it."

"How?"

"Like this."

Craving did the oddest thing at that moment.

He kissed me.

I was shocked when he did. His tongue went into my mouth and I could feel his arms pressing up against me. Craving was a lot bigger than I was. He was an All-American attractive football player looking blonde boy. I watched as picked me up.

He was so much stronger than me. He was so much bigger than me. I felt like a little child when he picked me up and he placed me up against the wall.

Craving began kissing me again. Harder.

He had NEVER done this.

"What is going on?" I asked.

"I don't got much time," Craving replied, "I'm not wasting another second."

I had always thought Craving was attractive but for some reason I never paid much attention to him until this very moment. It was always Urge. It was always me wondering why Urge wasn't paying me attention. It was always me wondering if Urge would ever get over Desire. Would Urge ever give me a chance.

Man. Fuck Urge.

"I want you to fuck the shit out of me."

"Your wish is my command."

Craving was so much bigger than me. He was tall and huge. I watched as lifted me high in the air. He slipped down my sweat pants.

He spit on his hands. I could feel him rubbing it on his dick at that moment. I felt myself leaning up against the fridge at that moment.

I wanted it. My ass was so wet almost dripping for it at that moment. Shit I was so horny. His dick went in me.

"Fuck!"

I squeezed the top of his chest. His chest and his arms were the most defined parts of his body. He had a beefy body. He had always been sexy but the more he grew up he reminded me a lot of Chris Hemsworth who played Thor. He was solid, strong and powerful. It wasn't anything for him to have me like this.

His dick went in and out of me bouncing my small frame on his dick over and over.

Then he turned me. He turned me doggy style so that I was facing the ground. However I was still suspended above the ground by his powerful muscles.

"Holy shit," I stated.

I felt like some sort of sex toy the way he was able to move me around without any struggle at all. He was lifting me by my waist! My legs were in the air!

I felt so supported as well. I knew that there was no way he was going to drop me.

"You're so light, I'm going to break you," he said.

A part of me believed he could if he wanted to. One of Craving's arms were bigger than three of mine. He started to toss my entire body backwards so that my ass ended up right on his dick. I was helpless as he suspended me above the air like that.

"Oh god, fuck me, fuck me."

I could tell he was showing off now as he put me in a third position. This time he sat on the counter and suspended my body above him. He started to drop me on his dick, reverse cowgirl style except I had no control over riding him. He was controlling the motions with his muscles. He was controlling how hard I came down on his dick. And he was bringing me down hard!

"You like that dick?" he asked.

"Yes."

"It's about time isn't it?"

He was showing off. The longer I took to answer the harder he and lower he dropped me on my dick. I had no way to get out of it. His strong muscles controlled my body completely. I felt so fucking helpless and I liked every moment of it.

"Hell yeah. You not the only one who has tricks though," I told him.

"How so?"

At that moment I pulled my legs up. I wrapped my legs in the back of my head. My asshole was exposed even more now and it made it even easier for him to just manipulate my body. He seemed to love the way that I could contort my body like some sort of human pretzel.

"Fuck that is going to make me cum!"

He was fucking me harder and harder.

Just as he was about to cum Urge walked into the kitchen.

"Ok. I guess this happened..." Urge stated.

"FUCK!" Craving replied.

At that moment Craving did the unthinkable. He dropped me. He dropped me and I fell on the floor, my body still contorted in the oddest shape. Not only did he drop me but his dick was nutting at the same time. The cum sprayed all over me and the floor.

Urge looked down at me, covered in nut, moaning in pain with my legs behind my head. He shook his head at that moment.

This had to be the most embarrassing thing that I had ever been through in my life. The guy who I had a crush on for years was looking at me on the kitchen floor covered in another man's cum.

Craving tried to help me up.

"Don't!" I replied.

I couldn't believe he dropped me.

"Didn't mean to disturb," Urge replied, "I was just getting Desire something to drink. Carry on..."

He didn't give a fuck about me. It was clear. I could have been having an entire orgy with a million men and Urge wouldn't have cared. All he cared about was Desire. When it came to everyone else he could hardly change his serious, assassin-glare. He walked over to the fridge and was about to open it but went to the other side of the room instead to get a paper towel. He took the paper towel opened the fridge with it and took out juice.

Craving tried to pick me up. I pushed him. I couldn't believe he dropped me. He was laughing about it too. He had a smile on his face. That was the thing about Craving. I couldn't believe that I let him fuck me. He was such a little boy. He couldn't help laughing.

I pulled up my pants. Craving tried to help me get some of the nut off of me but was laughing the entire time. I grabbed the paper towel from him.

"You aren't helping."

"You look cute. Covered in my babies," Craving replied.

Urge was pretending like he didn't hear it. Craving was laughing loudly. I was just embarrassed. I pushed Craving away from me. A big ass Thor-looking kid.

"This is not happening," I stated.

I didn't know what I was thinking. The sex was good at least before I got dropped by Craving. Still...why the hell did I do it? I had done it to get back at Urge. I had done it because now I knew that Urge would go to any lengths to be with Desire.

"Sorry about that, Urge," Craving stated, "We got carried away."

"No. Just can you guys sanitize this kitchen before breakfast. I plan on cooking Desire something to eat."

"You'd do anything for Desire huh?"

Urge looked at me.

His face was stifled by me.

"Craving, can you bring this juice up to Desire?" Urge asked, "I think he wanted to talk to you about something."

Craving seemed confused by it but he took the juice anyway, "Sure."

Craving grabbed the juice and walked out of the room.

Urge's eyes were looking at me. I was still getting Craving's nut off of me but I could see Urge piercing through me. He had a very intimidating stare. He was silent and serious all the time but this time he looked almost...dangerous.

"So you overheard," he stated.

"How could you?" I asked.

"Are you planning on telling Desire?" Urge asked.

"That's all you care about isn't it?" I asked.

"Yes."

He was truthful. He was hard. He was cold. He admitted the Desire was the only thing that mattered to him in this world. I was a fool for ever thinking that would change.

I shrugged my shoulders, "It depends. Why did you do it?"

"You know why I did it," he replied, "It was the only way to make Desire come back peacefully and without a fight. Grayson had to be removed. I did it for Desire. Like you said---I'd do anything for him. I'd remove any obstacle. You hear me. Any obstacle."

He just threatened me. He just fucking threatened me.

Urge started to walk way.

"Did you just threaten me---don't you dare walk away from me! You just fucking threatened me!"

I couldn't take it. I walked over to Urge and grabbed him. I grabbed him by the back of his shoulder. Immediately Urge went into defense mode.

Urge grabbed my hand. He twisted it around. He attempted to toss me but I was quick and did a somersault to loosen his grip on me.

I attempted to punch him and actually landed it. I landed a punch on Urge!

I felt almost like I had achieved something until Urge's face seemed to get irritated. He came at me immediately tossing his fists at me in every direction. He tried to punch me in my chest, but I dodged. I flipped over the island. I threw a plate at him, but he caught it and lightly placed it on the table. He was trying not to cause a stir.

He grabbed me. I headbutt him.

He released me.

I fell to the ground and slid beneath his legs. As soon as I got beneath them I kicked him in the ass. He was getting more irritated by the second. It was clear that I was one evasive ass motherfucker. He could never hold me for long.

Or so I thought.

I didn't realize how fast he moved until I tried to trip him and he grabbed me by my leg. Urge pulled at my leg lifting me by it until my throat was in reach. He grabbed me by throat and charged me into the wall. I felt pain shoot up in my spine as he slammed me on the wall!

"I'm going to tell you this once and only once," he told me choking me so hard that I felt like I was about to pass out, "If you get between me and the man that I love, you'll regret it."

He dropped me on the floor and started to leave.

"You never cared about me!"

I felt myself just reaching for anything I could get my hands on. It ended up being a glass. I tossed it at him as he left but he caught it. He fucking caught the glass! And he just continued walking out of the room with it.

I felt so defeated by him. It wasn't just the fact that he beat me in the fight. It was because he would threaten me over Desire.

I knew then it was deeper than even a threat.

Urge would kill me for Desire.

"This is where they are staying..."

We were in a hotel room. It was a low end hotel room. We pulled up with Craving's rental car. I was surprised as well.

"Envy must not have had much money in the budget."

"Maybe they moonlight as real cleaners. Like hotel cleaners."

I couldn't believe the person I had to come here with was Craving. I didn't feel comfortable going to meet Envy by myself. Desire didn't want to come until he was sure that everything was in place. I wasn't fucking with Allure or Urge for that matter now either. So the only person that I knew who would be able to come and have my back was Craving.

"You are never serious are you?" I asked shaking my head, "Let's get this over with."

"Wait."

Craving grabbed me.

"Ouch."

"What happened to your arm?" he asked, "You have bruises all over you."

I had bruises from the little fight with Urge the day before. I looked at my bruises. They were definitely all over me. I was shocked. I just shook him off.

"Don't worry about it," I told him.

"Look. You're still mad that I dropped you aren't you?"

Craving couldn't even say it in a straight face. He still thought it was funny. I couldn't believe this was what I was stuck with. Someone who would drop me during sex. Urge would never have dropped Desire.

This just kept pissing me off, "I'm annoyed. I could never be mad at you. I could get mad at like Urge. I can't get mad at you because your a man-child. I can't take you serious enough to get mad at you."

"Look. I am serious. I just try to keep things light. I don't mean to laugh at everything. You have to laugh sometimes to keep from crying."

I rolled my eyes.

I walked out of the car. I knew Craving was close behind trying to talk to me but I was just super annoyed by him. I knew I wasn't really mad at Craving. It was impossible to be mad at him.

I was still pissed about it.

We walked upstairs to the room that Envy told us to meet him in. When I knocked three times the door was opened. I walked in to see guns suitcases of guns spread out all over the bed of the hotel room.

Envy's team looked so serious. They didn't even turn to speak to us or anything. Two operatives were on their computers. One was cleaning the guns that were on the bed. The fourth one was on the phone saying something. They all had on black and even black shades. You would have thought we walked into a scene from the matrix or something.

Finally I noticed Envy. He was the only one who even recognized us.

"Codename Love and Codename Craving," Envy stated, "Welcome..."

Envy reached over to me and he hugged me. He hugged me close. I had a feeling he still had a little bit of a crush on me or something.

"Didn't think you were one for the pleasantries. Can we just get this over with?" Craving stated as soon as Envy put his hands on me.

Was he jealous?

"Where is Desire?" Envy asked.

"That is why we are here. We want to make sure that Desire is safe to come in and we need insurance that he won't be punished for trying to run away," Craving replied.

Envy looked at Craving, "Of course. Well. Jealousy. Call Tom. How about you put his picture on the main screen."

Envy had contacts to call Tom directly. The entire time I worked for Tom I only saw him in passing. We talked to Tom's moderators. That is how our assassin team got it's orders. The fact that Envy could call Tom directly kind of made me anxious. Envy was definitely one of Tom's right hand men. It was clear. It made sense why Tom would send him especially when it had to do with the first runaway from the Assembly.

One of Envy's operatives plugged up the computer to the television. There was a webcam over the television. In a few minutes Skype came up and the number was ringing.

In the next moment Tom was there on the screen. It was so odd to see him. Craving and I exchanged looks. Tom was in a bathrobe and fluffy slippers. He had a newspaper in his hand. This was the leader of the assassin's group. He didn't have on some nice suit and wasn't in some super secret lair. He was in a town similar to this one. There was a dog at his feet for godsakes. You would never have thought the person on the screen was the almighty Tom.

"Tom," Envy stated.

"Codename Envy, how are you this morning?" Tom replied.

"I'm well."

"Did you see the Giants game?"

"Complete blowout," Envy replied.

I couldn't believe they were talking about sports right now.

Tom squinted at his webcam at that moment. He put on his glasses, "Are those operatives from Team Lust with you?"

"Yes. They've come to arrange Desire's return to the Assembly?"

"Has he been captured?"

"Not exactly Tom, he wants to come in willingly."

"That won't be necessary."

I paused. I was confused. I wasn't the only one confused. By the look on his face Envy was clearly confused as well.

"Excuse me sir. I thought we were sent to arrange Desire's return."

Tom shook his head. He opened his newspaper.

He grabbed his coffee on the table.

He nonchalantly replied, "No. No. I changed my mind. You know Envy? It's not worth the bother to have Desire come back alive. He'll just pollute Urge's mind. Just kill him now. If Lust's team interferes kill them as well."

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