Lyon
Chapter 8

I’ve lost my f*****g mind. I know it’s happening, but I can’t seem do anything to stop it.

“Come.” I started leading her around to the back of the house. My old room will do perfectly for what I have in mind.

My d**k was about to break the f**k off it was so hard. If she isn’t careful, she’s going to end up bent over somewhere between here and my room, wearing those f**k me shoes. Shit, I’m going to embarrass myself.

“Hold it.”

“Mom, shit.” Are you f*****g kidding me right now. No f*****g way.

“And who is this lovely young lady you’re manhandling son?” As if she didn’t know. My mind was a little sluggish since my IQ was about ten and a half right now. Yeah, all in the d**k, but I’m putting this shit together.

Mom’s secret smiles, yeah, sneak. Kat didn’t come here with Jared, Jared had a chick on the back of his bike. So how did she know about the barbecue? Of course, it was mom, and she had her sidekick with her.

“Hello, Chª” I started to say something, but the look on her face stopped me cold. She was looking at Kat with such a look of…sorrow.

I felt my guts tighten as I subconsciously pulled Kat closer to me.

“What?” I looked back and forth between the two women.

“Elena, we have work to do, excuse us, Colton.” She tried taking Kat away from me.

“No way, what did you see?” Now Kat was under my arm, so she wasn’t going anywhere, and that look on Char’s face was only making me more nervous.

“I’m not sure she’s ready to talk to you about it.” Char kept her eyes locked on Kat.

“Please…” Kat whispered and she started to shake as she finally caught on to what was going on.

The look in her eyes, such fear and hurt, f**k me, no.

Jared said it was bad. Please don’t let it be what I’m thinking, please. I couldn’t bear that shit, not her. I wanted to pull her away somewhere and get to the bottom of it, and replace out who the f**k I was gonna have to maim now. But first I had to get her settled down.

“Angel, calm down, breathe.” She was starting to hyperventilate, and I turned her to me as she crumbled.

Mom and Char looked at a loss as to what to do. I’m sure mom was wondering what was going on, and I had a slight suspicion, only because of Jared’s hints, but I too was lost.

All I know is that she needed me now, so everything else will have to wait. I bent my head to hers as she cried into my chest, and I shook my head at mom and Char as they moved to interfere.

They looked like they wanted to argue, so I set my face to ‘back the f**k off’, and mom knew that look, so she dragge

d her friend off. I picked her light weight up and carried her up the stairs.

Same destination, but a different purpose.

In my room with all of the teenage paraphernalia, sports trophies, pictures of tattoos, some half naked chick in a bikini, I laid here across my bed and watched as she curled into the fetal position.

Sitting next to her I said and did nothing. Let her make the next move. As she finally quieted down I heard Jared’s voice outside the door.

I glanced at her to make sure he hadn’t disturbed her, before getting up to answer it.

“Elena said Kat was upset, where is she?”

He tried looking around me.

“I’ve got it.”

“Butª”

“Jared, I’ve got it.”

He looked up at the hard tone of my voice and stepped down.

“You tell me right f*****g now, did you take care of whoever the f**k hurt her?”

“Did she tell youª”

“I’m your friend, I’m f*****g asking, did, you, handle, shit?”

“They’re in jail, well three of them anyway, one’s free.”

“Three… tell me what the f**k happened to her, and you tell me right now, was she raped?”

He drew in a deep breath.

“Just tell me that much.”

“No she wasn’t raped, she was smart, she used her head, but it was still bad.”

“How long ago?”

I looked back over my shoulder to make sure she was still okay. As of right now she just laid there not doing anything, almost as if she’d gone away in her head.

“Six months.”

F**k, that’s it? No wonder she was still broken up by this shit.

“What about the one that got away, who is he?”

“It’s not so much that he got away, but he comes from a wealthy family, and they used their money to get him off. Something about him being on medication that made him do shit.

“You said six months, so that means there wasn’t a trial yet.” Didn’t those things take time?

“Yeah, but when it went before the grand jury they indicted three and ruled him incompetent to stand trial.”

“I’m going to see about her now, and you’re going to get me names of all involved. You don’t have to tell me anything else, just the names of the f***s involved, and I’ll take it from there.”

“You and Kat?”

“That’s for another time.”

I closed the door in his face and went back to the bed where she still laid.

I didn’t ask any questions, just figured out how to unwrap her feet from her shoes, pulled the covers up over her, and laid next to her.

“I’m just going to hold you, okay, nothing else, and if this makes you uncomfortable tell me.”

She didn’t say anything, just buried her nose in my neck as I cuddled her.