#tomau

“Both of us lost our mums and dads, my sister as well as Toms youngest brother” Harrisons eyes brimmed with tears. He squeezed them tight and tried to push forward. I grabbed his face swiping the small streak of the ones that did get lose. “Hey, we don't have to talk about this” I choked out knowing how it felt, I’ve never spoke it outloud. “I lost my mom a long time ago, the only one soul who ever cared about me” his eyes looked into mine with an apology “You need to know y/n, it’s part of who Tom and I are, well the soul purpose of our lives now” he said kissing my hands and pulling his composure back into place as I nodded my head. “They were killed by a gang...that rules over London.., dead for three days before we were notified and flew home to identify each of them”

“MURDERED” Tom cut in as he stood against the wall with bottles of liquor and three glasses of ice. “They were fucking tortured and murdered in cold blood by disgusting drug lords because our fathers are brave men who were undercover special forces and were close to shutting them down and taking away their livelihood.” Tom shot Haz a look as he walked towards the bed. “Give it to her straight Harrison or not at all. It’s what we agreed on, yeah?” Tom spat out making it uncomfortable to be in between them. I inched back slowly, my eyes wide with horror from their story not them. Tom tossed the bottles of alcohol on the bed and handed the cups to Haz, turning his attention towards me. “Don’t worry y/n, they didn’t get away with it...for long” he trailed off laughing at nothing I could see as funny here. Haz gave me another look of apology. “And sooner or later they will all pay, once we catch them, right Haz?” Tom said flopping back down on the bed as we if we were discussing the weather. They clinked their glasses as Haz handed me mine. “Fucking right there going to pay mate” they nodded together before looking at me.

I sipped my drink and studied them both and tried to piece it together with the words given to me. Make them pay? They didn’t get away with it...for long? They will all pay..once we catch them? Killers? Are they killers themselves? Well, in this case..vigilantes? My eyebrows scrunched together trying to picture them just as that..vigilantes. I focused on Harrison James Osterfield. His built physique was slightly bent forward towards me. His eyes met mine but now in a different way. Those ocean blue eyes were not the all telling eyes I had grown comfortable in swimming in. I seen the wall he was now behind to protect himself or perhaps protect me from himself? I visually traced his soft skin and noticed he was tensed and guarded. He hadn’t been since our first encounter, just this morning. What felt like weeks was simply hours ago! Haz dumped my belongings upside down and went through each item. The way he quickly read my personal name, address, social security number, itinerary and passport info to his partner who held me in a death grip with his hand on my throat, squeezing it more than once. I was only released when Haz..Harrison..Haz had said so. My mind flashed back to the fear that his gun shook me with.I ignored the red alert stranger sirens in my head as I swallowed hard, THANKS CIROC! I took another sip thinking if they wanted to hurt me or more it would have been done by now! Right? Perhaps this was a game and I was unknowingly the prize for the winner. I thought about it deeper as I watched Harrisons long soft fingers circling the top of his cold glass. I took a big gulp of mine and made the choice that there was no way with Haz! Yet plausible. I chewed on ice as Haz refilled my drink. He was right before, he knew what my body needed. Fuck, he had skill sets that would be required of a killer or vigilante. I took in a deep breath and let it out. Toms turn.

Not the eyes, not the eyes, anywhere but there! TOO LATE. What choice did I have with Thomas Stanley Holland?  His unnerving dark gaze had been on me the whole time I openly assessed Haz. With liquor flowing through my veins I’m sure my feelings were transparent at this point. Not that Tom needed me to be buzzed to see my soul. He just had that ability to see me even if I didn’t want him to. No one has ever got passed my wall, hell, no one's ever noticed I had one after I lost my mom. He tapped at his empty glass almost impatiently as I tore myself away from his remorseless dark chocolate eyes. My encounters thus far with Tom have always been spine-chilling and unnerving. He has done nothing but set off panic, hazardous alarms since he held me in his arms at his mercy. From the second we met he controlled me. He placed his calloused fingers around his neck, resting his veiny arm pulsing with alcohol across his chest as I recalled my limited time with him. His forceful and terrifying grip on my neck when he cut off my breathing..twice. SKILL SET! I sucked in air and moved to my next impression of him. The mark he left on my soul when we had our first of many unspoken exchanges with our eyes. I seen a soft and protective Tom, full of sorrow and regret at the way he handled me. Killers don’t have remorse for violent actions, but vigilantes do! Right? Next, our breakfast conversation where Tom once again took control. I remembered the silent exchange we shared after I forced myself to be brave against him, he challenged me on that and again took back the reins. I drank from my glass smiling at Harrisons note that told me what I already knew “He’s always calculated, careful and in control” he was an enticing and dangerous man that excited me. He stirred feels and lit a fire inside me that was snuffed out so long. Tom has already made his mark on me and he knew it. He proved it over and over every time he felt challenged or sensed a threat of me recoiling from him. Next, our encounter on the water. He scolded Haz like a child and I was sure he would have put hands on him if we were on solid ground. Once he noticed my fear and my red back he snapped his mood in a second. Soft protective Tom took care of me. He wasn’t threatened by Haz, just more of me and my fight or flight instincts. The protective Tom showed up every time I showed fear of him or felt uncomfortable. He also liked the way I shook things up. Haz confirmed that in his letter. I’m the best kind of surprise, they both agreed. So..Tom a killer, nope. Vigilante for those he cared about, yes! Haz, is best mate since childhood..also a Vigilante, yes! Tom was the master in this three ring circus and I was going to follow them anywhere.

I looked at them back and forth. They waited for a response. But first, I needed air. Without a word I attempted to getup from the bed and found myself swaying on my knees and falling forward as I lost my balance. Tom sat up grabbing my waist as I started to giggle “Don’t worry, I’m not running away, a girl just needs air” I sighed looking into his panicked eyes. I grabbed his curly brown hair and yanked him to my lips “I’ll take yours if you let me Tommy” his hands gripped my back pulling me close our lips nearly colliding until I yelped in pain. FML!

“Shit shit shit, I’m sorry y/n” Tom said releasing me into Harrisons arms behind me on the bed. He took a step back and I squeezed my eyes to bit back the tears from the pain. Tom grabbed numbing spray and lotion handing it to Haz. He held my face close to his and helped slow my breathing as the pain was replaced with a shocking bite of cold gel and stinging spray. I was a hot fucking mess everywhere! I opened my eyes eager to get passed this.

“So you only kill the ones who are involved with murdering your family?” I asked looking into Toms eyes. He looked at Haz almost in confused panic, that in turn, confused me. “Not exactly” were his only words as he clenched his jaw tight. Tom was the straight shooter, no bullshitter man in charge. What was happening? I understood once Haz answered me from behind.Tom couldn’t use the next words of truth and be soft with them to keep me comfortable.  

“It’s hard to explain that love” he said kissing my head.”We weren’t this way when our families were killed, we never knew our fathers were undercover special forces until after their deaths. We grew up as normal kids grow up I suppose. Happy, loved and protected.” he exhaled sounding so sad. I ran my fingers over his bare skin on his legs that surrounded me in comfort, trying to return the favor. “We were recruited by the same private military that our dads devoted their lives to. The more we learned about what our dads fought for our lives changed forever. Were the good/bad guys that are kept a secret from even the highest powers”

“Were elite contracted killers y/n” Tom sad bluntly “The day the dirt hit our families coffins is the day I sought revenge and I haven’t looked back” he said so matter of factually. “If we hunt other bad people down to stop the pain we all suffered, I’m more than okay with it” he took a long look into my eyes to gage my internal reaction. I didn’t flinch. If anything it sucked me more into him.

I patted the bed as he smiled a wicked grin knowing I never would judge or hold what they did against them. If anything I understood it deeper than they knew.  

“My mother was all I had growing up. I had no idea who my father was until the end of her life. My mom loved to dance. She graduated top of her class at Julliard and was on the path to stardom when she met Robert y/l/n. Soon after, he swept her off her feet, then she found out she was pregnant with me. That bastard destroyed her world. He left her of course. He returned just once when I was born, only to test to see if I was indeed his daughter” I gripped my dress tight as I painfully forced myself to tell the rest through a stream of mad/sad tears. “She was taken from me too. We were coming home from her dance studio where she shared her passion of dance to so many people, she was loved by everyone.” I looked up for strength to tell her story for the first and last time. “We were talking about what to eat when we heard sirens and saw red and blue flashing lights. She pulled to the side thinking the cop car just needed to get by. She was so wrong, so so wrong” Harrison placed kisses on my trembling shoulders as I struggled not to sob. Now I knew why Tom used the word murdered over killed like Haz used. It gave the pain a name. Like a disease does when someone dies from it, you can blame the disease. Killed was too open ended, it’s why I always said I lost my mother because I had felt nothing but lost since she was murdered in cold blood. Her killers never found. Tom took my fisted hand opening it and sliding his own rough fingers locking them with mine.”She was murdered on the side of a fucking rode!” I choked out with anger. “She hadn’t done shit wrong, I mean EVER! Rob gave her lots of guilt money to cover our living expenses and to take care of his inconvenient, mistake of a daughter that was me, but she never touched a penny of it! She put that money in an account and was going to surprise me with it when I left for college. My mom took care of me with love and respect. She showed me what hard work meant and how it rewarded you even when bumps happened in the road of life.”

Haz handed Tom his shirt and Tom wiped my wet face first and then my running snotty nose. I grabbed it burying my face in the scent. I blew out a heavy breath and finished my story. “It was dark on that road. I hadn’t noticed they turned off all the lights and sounds until a man tapped on my window making me and my mother jump.She rolled both windows down as the other man asked for her ID and nothing else. He grabbed it as he shined a bright light in our faces. The other man leaned in and told us to sit tight, that they will be right back. My mom must have known they were bad men and of our fate. She dialed 911 and gave them our location and names and pleaded for them to hurry before hanging up. She held my hand tight and demanded I follow her lead, do as she says without hesitation. She made me promise to be strong and fearless! I was only nearing 16! I had no idea what she meant. She told me to tell them I was y/bestfriends/n and that I wasn’t who they already thought I was. Tell them I’m driving you home after dance class as we do y/bf/n sometimes. Police will be here soon to help us. Don’t admit to anything “tiny dancer” she smiled at me with her whole heart showing, she had been calling me that since I was in her belly. MOM! I don't understand why we have to lie to them! She calmed me as she told me, I love you y/n, your the best gift of my life. This is just a big bump in the road of life. Be strong and fearless sweetheart! She let go of my hand as they got out of their car. It happened so fast 10 years ago but the details have never faded. Right away he asked if I was y/f and l/n. She said no, I was y/bf/n a student of hers at her dancing studio. They jerked open our doors and I started to scream and punch at the man as he grabbed me by my hair. He faced me towards my mother. She had a gun to her head as the other man shouted at her that I was in fact Roberts y/l/n daughter. She insisted he was mistaken and that I looked a lot like Roberts daughter, we were best friends after all. The man behind me asked my name and I looked into my mothers eyes as I lied. I told them she was driving me home after class, I gave them my b/f address, her birthday, her parents name her dogs name. Even if they checked my b/f was away on family vacation so they weren’t in danger. They believed me and shoved us towards one another. That's when real police sirens could be heard and lights seen in the far distance coming our way. Stupid woman, you were home free, now we have to kill you both. He raised the gun at me first and my mother shielded me, getting shot in the back falling into my arms. The other man grabbed him cursing at him pulling him away as the cops got closer. She died in my arms” I stopped unable to tell them the details I still have nightmares about.

“She was so fucking brave y/n!” Haz said softly behind me as words of encouragement.

Tom nodded his head “That’s where you get it from y/n, yeah?” he asked as I smiled at them.

“I have always feared men with power like you both have, thanks to the sperm donor that gave me life aka, my father and the men he hung around. They all were hot blooded, impatient,overpowering, venomous, toxic and down right petrifying at times in my life. I just learned to stay small and go unnoticed unless requested when they were around. I’m thankful I learned fast. I’m just as thankful to learn so fast about you guys.You seem to be the best kinds of those scary men. Just more savage and with honor behind your reasoning. My Savagez, that's what I’ll call you” I said looking into Toms eyes but talking to them both.

“You have nothing to fear with me angel” Harrison kissed the side of face “Tom on the other hand, I don’t know, I should keep you away from him” He wrapped me in his arms mindful of my back and shifted us onto our sides. Tom laid down with his forehead touching mine. All three of us emotional, buzzing and our souls on full display. Tom was the one to burst the bubble.

“Now that we let out all our hidden secrets and past, can I ask you to let us take care of you and protect you, y/n?” he kissed my nose and looked into my eyes “Stay with us we'll be Your Savagez and you can be our home, forever” he stared into my eyes waiting on my answer.

My heart started to hammer in my chest and all of a sudden I really needed that air. Toms eyebrows furrowed together as I started to wiggle from under Haz and away from him. Harrison was confused as he watch me sit up and meet his eyes shooting daggers at him. His eyes went wide as he understood what I was freaking about. He started to laugh.THIS ASSHAT?! Tom looked between us several times before asking him what. “Nothing serious mate, great way to ask her but bad choice of words, right y/n?” he laughed as I got to my feet scowling at Haz “No, GREAT choice of words! Perhaps it was just bad timing then, y/n?” I let out a loud agitated growl wishing this was already past us. His proposal was truly perfect. Tom was starting to stress out.

I hated myself for having to tell  him after all we just shared. Tom was on his feet coming towards me and I put my hands up to stop him. This was it girl, just lay it out. Now or never. You can’t lose what isn’t yours yet, right? I looked at Haz as I remembered he said we’d tell Tom together. He sat up still laughing. “Huh, a little help here Harrison” I said trying to get him to grasp the seriousness of the situation.  His arm swept left to right as Tom’s attention was solely focused on me. “The floor is yours angel, ladies first” he smirked. It pissed me off that he found this funny.

FUCK IT! “I’m sorry we..NO, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you this sooner. I was half afraid and half shy of you Tom” I said honestly hating myself as I couldn’t meet his worried eyes “Just tell me now y/n, please darling” he urged as he twisted his fingers in his hair, chewing on his lip. I closed my eyes as I fought the urge to taste his mouth, my deepest desire yet. GIRL FOCUS! SAY IT!

“Haz and I got really personal on the jet ski before you caught up to us. Good news is...I found out he might have a smaller than normal sized penis but a really big heart! It wasn’t right to not tell you, but honestly Tom, I was caught up in the moment. I hope you can forgive our “little” indiscretion. I won't let it happen again, I can promise you that much.” Tom turned towards Harrison and I smirked at him now “I need to use the bathroom, Haz can keep his word to me and fill you in on the details if you want them” I winked at Haz just before Tom looked at me with more emotions than a woman day two of her cycle! I straightened my face and hoped he really felt my sincere words to him and Haz “I really want to put this behind all of us and say yes to your perfect and beautiful proposal, I don’t want to be a lone in this world any longer” I turned away before I could see his response and went into the bathroom closing the door behind me.

I washed my face and cooled by back off as I heard them talking things out between them. I let the water run as I also processed my insides after hearing their horrible story and finally speaking about my mother. So much of me felt lighter after saying it out loud. A tiny piece of me knew that in doing so it was my way of letting her go to rest. All these years I hung onto her knowing she was the only one who cared for me, looked out for me, loved me. Now I felt I was free falling until they said yes to me.

A knock on the door jolted me back into the hear and now. I cleared my throat and shut off the water. The sun was low and that meant we could get out of this hut that felt like a prison at this moment. I opened the door slow, anxiety kicking into overdrive. Who was on the other side? To my pleasant surprise it was both of them. No one looked mad. In fact they looked like I had hoped inside, happy with me and each other! Tom held up water for me with a smile and Haz had lotion.I smiled leading my savagez outside to see what we could do with a fresh new start on life. We agreed to get dinner at the resort and then see what the night life was like. I was amazed that we didn’t have to talk about anything. The air was just natural between us three. I whispered a thank you to the sky above us. I knew we all had angels watching over us.

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