“Now just what the fuck have you been teaching your kid?” Duracell demanded.
“What every man should know.How to be a man.”The father said defiantly.
“And how’s that?” I asked, “By telling women that he’s going to make them suck his dick? Threatening to hold her down and face fuck her?” I was losing what little pity I had for this douche canoe, real fast.
“That little bitch has it coming! Breaking up with my boy, and for what?”
“Is he fucking serious?” Reaver asked.
“Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah!” Duracell crowed, “"You know, God ruined a perfectly good asshole when he put teeth in your mouth." Cell pressed the barrel of his gun harder into the man's forehead to the point it made him rock back on his knees. I watched, mouth a little dry, but I had to trust that my club brother knew what he was doing. Duracell lifted his shoulders in a shrug and said, "Meh, I'm going to fuck it anyways," before he reached for his zipper to let it down. It was only then I realized that his cock, was indeed, straining at the denim of his jeans to get out.
What the fuck?
“Whoa, bro, what are you doing?” Reaver asked, taken just as far aback as I was. Duracell ignored Reaver’s question and spoke to Lucas’ daddy.
“Life lesson number one thirteen,” Duracell said. “If you’re gonna threaten something, you need to know just what it is you’re threatening to do. If you’re gonna teach little Lucas here that it’s okay to mouth-rape someone, I think you should know just how it feels.” He cocked back the hammer of his gun and ordered sternly, “Open your mouth.”
Fuck, he was serious. He was totally fucking serious.
“Man, I don’t know about this…” I said and Cell gave a shrug.
“He’s not a kid, that’s the kid right there and a few more months he won’t be a kid either. If not Maren, then who? Who you willin’ to sentence to a life of consequences because this fuckwit taught his son that consent isn’t required where a girl or woman is concerned? These boys need to fuckin’ learn what they’re advocating. I think it’s the only clear cut thing to do, don’t you? Nowopen your mouth!”
The father glared up defiantly, and Cell let him have it, crashing the butt of his gun into the side of the dad’s head. “Open your mouth, you son of a bitch or I’ll blow a fucking hole in it and fuck that instead! You’re so keen on your boy threatening this like it’s okay or some shit? Let him see what it’s like first hand when someone he gives a fuck about is on the receiving end!”
Cell fucking did it, too. The son knelt there crying and I just shut down all pity, thinking about Maren. Thinking about her exhaustion and her tears. Thinking about her jumping at every sound and shadow, about how this fool was making her life a million times worse during the absolute worse time of her life and how he was recruiting everyone else in the fuckin’ school to do it too.
I watched Cell mouth rape this little cock weasel’s daddy and I can’t say I felt too much about it. I was more disturbed by my brother’s intensity than I was about the fact that he’d just victimized a man on his own front steps in front of his seventeen-year-old son. I think the only thing saving our ass at this point was the fact that there were no visible security cameras, and the house was pretty fuckin’ secluded, set a ways back from the road and on a big enough piece of property the neighbors weren’t any kind of nearby.
God, we were all so fucked up in our own ways.I thought to myself and sighed inwardly. The fact I was more worried about our skins than what was fuckin’ happening right in front of me was a testament to how jaded and warped my worldview was.
Cell zipped up and put his gun back in the waistband of his pants. Reaver’s knife disappeared as if it’d never been and he shoved the kid at his dad who was throwing up in front of his garage. Both of them with tear-stained faces.
“Next time you look at a woman, son, it’d better be with some fuckin’ respect,” Duracell said. “Or I’ma come find you when you’re eighteen and give you a taste. You hear?”
With those parting words, we took off, and I hoped to hell it’d taught these fucks a lesson and that Maren would be left alone. I wanted to see her, but I didn’t. I wanted a shower, but there were some stains that wouldn’t come off your soul no matter how much hot water you used. This was definitely one of those, but if it kept her safe, I’d do it all over again if need be.
Chapter 16
Maren
“What did you do?” I demanded when I opened the front door. Nox blinked, and stared down at me impassively.
“I didn’t do anything, Angel.”
“Don’t lie to me, Nox! You did something, and by the looks of it, you did something awful. Why, when I asked younotto?”
He sighed heavily and looked at me plaintively and said, “I protected you, Maren. That’s what a man does when someone fucks with his woman. I protected you, and I did it the only way I knew how. Now seriously, what brought this on?” he demanded. “That little cock bite do something to you today?”
I opened the front door wider and stepped aside to let him into my house. He came in and stopped, looking at me, expecting an answer and I felt my shoulders drop.
“He just…changed, overnight. This morning, his girlfriend, Chelsea, said something to me and he snapped at her. He lookedscared, Nox; like absolutely terrified, and he apologized to me immediately. I just knew that you’d done something.”
“Did he tell you what?” he asked.
I shook my head, “He stays away from me now like I’m Satan or something. He just stares at me, subdued. It’s really just… I don’t know…eerie. It’s sort of sad. ” I covered my face with my hands and scrubbed, so conflicted over it all. While on the one hand I was sorelievedthat he was just leaving me alone, the haunted, fearful, look in Lucas’ eyes still found its way to the soft spot I had. Whatever had happened, I was certain I wouldn’t wish on anyone. Not with the way Lucas looked at me now.
“Angel, he was hurting you. He was driving you crazy and was going to do some permanent damage to your psyche, and you feelbadfor him?” Nox shook his head and sighed, gripping the back of his neck to ease the tension there.