This is dedicated to Sammy because well, I have introduced her to the world of Billy fricking Darley!

Okay, no absentminded chit chat, here's part two

The Outcome Would End Bloody: Part Two

His eyes refused to look at her as he stood in front of the two B Street fuckers. He knew his anger would cease as soon as he looked into her green eyes. Fucking woman. The question kept whirring in his head: could he do it? He hated the question, he hated the predicament he had found himself in but most of all, he hated that fucker Tommy who sent her here and his father for sentencing her. He felt the headache begin to form as the question spun quicker, the urge to place his own gun against his head increased, at least that way he wouldn't have to make the decision. Then again, Billy Darley wasn't pussy enough to end it all.

He reached into his pocket and placed a cigarette to his lips, he lit it slowly, eyeing the two. "So, what the fuck are you doing on my corner?" He willed her to stay silent, he didn't know what he'd do if he heard her voice.

"Fuck's it look like?" Billy's eyes narrowed on the fucker who just spoke to him. Adam flinched at his gaze but he tried to pretend he was not afraid. Bodie laughed.

"You got a nerve man." Adam's eyes looked to Bodie who stood with his hand on his gun.

"Tommy send ya?" Billy asked throwing his cigarette to Adam's feet, he took a step forward, his face inches away from Adam's own as he stomped it out. He could hear Adam's heart start to thump; Billy smirked. "Of course he did. You wouldn't exactly come here on your own free will would ya?" Adam gulped. "Nah, course you wouldn't. Not that fucking stupid are ya?" He laughed as he could feel the heat radiate off Adam, finally he took a step back. "What? Nothing to say for yourself?"

Adam took a step forward this time. "We ain't afraid of you."

"Yes y'are," Billy once again stood directly in front of him. "Ya blinked," he smirked. "And you're shaking like a pussy. Besides, even if you weren't scared, you fucking should be." He hissed the last part.

"Back the fuck off!"

Billy's head snapped to the left at the sound of her harsh voice. Was she fucking standing up for the prick now? Bodie's eyes cautiously glanced to Billy's. Bodie and Joe were the only ones who knew about their secret affair and Billy had sworn that if they told anyone, he'd personally ensure they were never able to fuck again.

"Fuck you say?" Billy moved towards Chris this time. His chest heaving with every angered breath. "Watch your fucking mouth bitch!"

She quietly removed herself from his grip, the wrinkled sheets and swore when she realised how early it was. She'd never stayed at Billy's all night; he'd banned her from doing so. It was risky; his boys were always around early so they could easily be caught. "Fuck you doing?"

She turned at the sound of his voice. He was still lying on his stomach, his right arm stretched across the bed where she should have been and his eyes were still clamped shut. "Leavin'." She whispered moving to his side of the bed to grab the rest of her discarded belongings. As she was bending to pick up her shirt she felt strong arms grip around her waist and pull her back on to the bed. She laughed. "Fuck you doin'?" his kisses silenced her and the thought of leaving completely disappeared from her head. She could easily stay in bed with him all day, every day. "Billy," she finally whispered against his lips. "I'm just trying to follow your rules," she tried to suppress the moan that wanted to escape as his lips attached to her neck.

"Fuck the rules."

His words whirred in her mind as he continued to caress her skin. Did he mean that he no longer cared if his boys found them? Or was he finished with her?

"Billy," he pulled away quickly hearing the tone of her voice. She sounded tentative and fragile. He looked down at her; curiosity in his blue eyes. "What do you mean?"

He tilted his head slightly in confusion; his hand gently grazed her warm cheek as he continued to look down at her. "About what?"

He was being different with her; caring and loving. Not once in their weeks of sleeping together had he ever been so affectionate with her. It was as if he'd changed into a regular, normal boyfriend in the night that had passed, not the angry, hard going gang lord.

"Fuck the rules," she whispered as his fingers linked through her own. He'd never held her hand before.

He smirked as he realised the worry that had washed over her with his words. His lips attached to her own once more and his hands gripped her waist tightly. "I don't want you to leave yet." He mumbled against her lips. Her heart fluttered at his words.

"Why?" His laugh reverberated through him.

"You gonna make me fucking say it?" She bit her lip nodding. "Bitch," he shook his head before kissing her again. "You drive me crazy," she moaned against his lips. "And I'm sure as hell fucking falling for ya." His words were then firmly implanted in her mind forever. He was falling for her and that generally led to love. Was he capable of loving someone? She wasn't sure nor did she care at that moment because he, Billy Darley had finally let her in.

"Ditto." She mumbled as she kissed him feverously. She could feel his smirk against her lips and she knew he didn't want her to say anymore. They'd delved into the emotional relationship for that short period and that was enough.

The two were so immersed in each other that neither heard the front door to Billy's apartment open, neither heard the voices of two men and neither heard the footsteps thudding towards the bedroom door.

"Dawg?" Both froze at the voice and Billy's instincts suddenly went into overdrive. He jumped from the bed and threw on shorts and a t-shirt. He walked to the door and opened it just so only he could be seen in the doorway.

"Fuck you want?" he murmured pretending he had just woken up. Bodie's eyebrows raised as Billy looked back into the room. He seemed restless; so unlike Billy.

"What's going on man?" he questioned as Billy once again looked back into his room. Billy sniffed as his eyes narrowed.

"Nothing."

"Bull shit."

Billy's nostrils flared. "You think I'm fucking lying?" his knuckles whitened as his grip on the door increased.

"I know y'are." Without a second thought Bodie pushed Billy aside and walked into the room. Billy turned as Bodie started laughing. "Fuck. You got a girl in here? I thought you were back on the drugs man!" Billy smirked as he realised Bodie's worry for his friend. Joe walked into the room and immediately rushed over to wear a lacy thong was flung on the floor.

"Girls got taste." He laughed holding the underwear by his finger. Billy rolled his eyes at his younger brother's immaturity. "Can't be one of the whores you're usually round Billy. So, who was she?"

"Fuck off." Billy's smirk was planted firmly on his face as he pulled the underwear from Joe's grasp and nodded towards the door.

"But where is she? Come on Billy!" Billy's anger started to build again as he pushed Joe out the door.

"Fuck off." His breath between each word was deeper as he flung the door closed behind the two. He turned back to face the room and saw Chris emerge from the bathroom.

"I thought they were going to catch us." She let out a nervous giggle. She noticed his eyes had darkened since their little teasing session. His breathing was heavier and he refused to look at her. She walked forward, only dressed in one of his shirts. "Billy?" she tentatively placed a hand on his cheek. His eyes flashed to hers at the touch.

"Leave." He ordered. Her eyes looked over his face questioningly and her hand dropped. "Fuck off." He hissed at her. She stepped back unsure of his sudden anger towards her. Her head tilted to the side as the confusion washed over. "Get the fuck out!" he barked at her.

She immediately began grabbing her belongings and headed to the door. "Fuck you Billy. If you remember correctly I tried to fucking leave but you wouldn't let me. It's your fucking fault!" She screamed at him before slamming his bedroom door shut behind her.

"What the fuck?" Her head snapped up hearing a new monotone voice. "You're..." Joe was pointing a finger at her in bewilderment. "What the fuck?" he repeated throwing his hands in the air. Bodie walked up to Chris who was now trying to hold her emotions in check. Her eyes narrowed as he walked around her, looking her up and down; she was still only dressed in Billy's shirt and her biker boots.

"You gonna answer the boy?" Bodie asked stopping in front of her, one hand on his chin inquisitively. She sighed and her eyes quickly snapped to the still closed bedroom door.

"I'm trying to leave." Chris stated turning back to Bodie; she took a deep breath to control her flaring anger.

"Why the fuck are you here anyway?" Joe asked walking over to the two. She sighed again and kicked her foot to the ground.

"Fuck's it look like?" her deep breathing didn't manage to control her raising temper. "I'm fucking Billy!" she exclaimed before shoving her way through the boys and out of the door. Bodie looked from Joe to the space she had previously been stood.

"Fucking the enemy? Boy's fucked up big time."

He'd never seen her angrier than she was at this precise moment. Out of the corner of his eye he could see her reaching for the gun in the back of her jeans. Was she trying to make this harder for him?

"Baggy," he nodded towards her as he kept his steel blue eyes locked on her hazy green. Baggy immediately pushed forward and stepped behind her, reaching for her gun. Her eyes narrowed even more.

"You honestly think we'd open fire when it's two against you all? You think we're fucking stupid?"

"As a matter a'fact I do. You're on my fucking turf aren't ya?" Billy stepped forward immediately regretting doing so as he got a whiff of her scent, her perfume and the faint smell of his aftershave and cigarettes. He watched as it looked like she was about to say something before deciding against it. "Enough chit chat." Billy reached into the back of his own jeans and pulled out his gun. He looked at it for a minute, enjoying the fear that crossed Adam's face. "Bodie, Heco, tie 'em up. Take 'em to the office."

...

The room was dark, damp and cold. She couldn't remember how she'd got there probably due to the thumping headache she had and the trickle of blood that slipped down her forehead. Fuckers. Ropes were tied tightly around her wrists and ankles, tying her to the chair in which she was forcefully sat upon. She hated him. She despised him. How could he do this to her?

Muffled voices were heard outside the door and she strained to be able to hear just what was being said. The door swung open, the light from outside blinding her as a man entered the room. She wished it was Billy. She wanted to shout and scream at him, she wanted to punch and kick him.

She wanted him to feel her hate.

The man walked towards her and she finally looked up to see that it was Bodie. He knelt in front of her; his hand moved to her forehead and gently wiped away the small line of blood. "Sorry 'bout that," he mumbled. "You got a bit feisty on the way over." She noticed he had the small trace of a smile on his lips. What the fuck could he possibly find funny about this situation?

"You honestly think I'm going to let some fuckers like you kidnap me without a fight?" She hissed at him. She watched as the twitch of a smile dropped and his eyes softened on her.

"Chris," her eyes narrowed. "We haven't exactly...kidnapped you." She rolled her green eyes this time.

"Fuck off."

Bodie looked as if he was about to speak but briskly stood up and walked to the door. "He ain't gonna hurt you." He said turning back to her at the door. Her eyes glared back at him as he finally left the room.

Like fuck wouldn't he. He had hurt her. He'd tied her to fucking chair for Christ's sake. He'd probably tied Adam up too and fuck knows what the hell he had in store for them. Adam was her family; he was the only one she had known before all the gang shit happened. He had looked after her, protected her when she'd needed it and now, because she fucked up with Tommy, he was sentenced.

The room was silent again apart from the constant muffled voices from outside the door. She couldn't understand a word that was said, truth be told, she no longer cared. How could everything end up like this? So fucked? Just a few hours before she was being told she was loved by the man she loved and now, he had locked her away like she was nothing, like she was no one.

The cut on her head throbbed and she fought to keep sleep at bay. She needed to conserve her energy; she needed to be strong enough to hate Billy with every fibre of her being.

Just as her head dropped once more she heard a large thud coming from the room next door, along with a wail of pain.

"Adam," she whispered as a single tear slid down her cheek. She heard Billy's hoarse voice shout out as another thud echoed. Adam was begging, pleading for them all to stop. Her hate for Billy increased. She knew Billy killed people; it was basically his job to do just that but to torture too? To torture the one person she thought of as family? He was truly a monster.

"You ready?" Another tear fell as she heard the voice speak to Adam. No, she wasn't ready, she would never be ready.

"Please, do whatever, just let her go!" Her heart skipped a beat as her friend; her brother begged for her life to be spared.

As soon as her heart found its regular beat again, it felt like it would stop forever. The sound of the gun fire rang in her ears, replaying the horrible, piercing noise again and again. "Adam," she whispered as she hung her head. "I'm sorry."

Moments later the door to her room quickly opened and two heavy footsteps entered. She knew who it was; she knew it was her turn.

And she no longer gave a fuck.

She looked up at him through her eyelashes, her look seething pure disgust. She didn't flinch as he knelt before her, his face stone hard; showing not one ounce of emotion. He reached around her, his eyes still on her face as he untied her wrists before moving to her feet. Her eyes unexpectedly dropped their hate as they studied him curiously. Once she was free from her binds he knelt back and simply looked at her.

Their eyes stuck on each other, both sizing the other up, similar to how they had when they had first met. She closed her eyes as if in deep pain...and she was. How could she look upon the man she loved the same way she once did after all that had happened?

He leant forward and she jumped slightly feeling his hot breath against her ear. It was as if he wanted to whisper something to her but couldn't will himself to do so. Instead, he too closed his eyes gently before slowly standing up and stepping to the side. She tilted her head to the side in puzzlement.

"Go." His monotone voice whispered.

He was letting her go? Just like that? Her breathing increased as she felt the anger start to build. How the fuck could he put her through all this and then just simply let her go? Did he honestly think she would simply walk away?

Fuck that.

She stood to her feet and moved directly in front of him; glaring up at him. His face remained emotionless.

"I hate you." She hissed; still nothing from him. "I fucking hate you!" Her rage didn't even catch him off guard, even as she shoved her hands against his chest and pushed with all the strength she had. "How dare you do this to me?" she screamed thumping her fists at him. Billy stumbled back slightly but still kept his face free of any feeling. "You fucking killed him!" her punches increased in their strength. "Why can't you fucking finish the job?" she slapped him. "Fucking kill me Billy!" she pounded his chest again. "I hate you! I hate you!" her thumps grew weak as the tears overcame her. "Just kill me," her voice quietened and her punches slowed to an almost stop. "Please kill me," her head smashed against his chest as her tears and feelings overwhelmed her small frame. "Please..." she begged as she finally collapsed against him; all her strength and will power diminished. His hands held her elbows to keep her upright but he still spoke nothing to her, he just looked at her, his blue eyes shining as if he was struggling to control his own tears. "Please..." she whispered once more...

...

Okay, there's part two. Another little cliff hanger for y'all. This will now be a three parter, maybe four, we'll see how it goes.

Review (: