Page 64 of Waiting to Lose
“I know she’s upset, but I need to tell her something.”
Kendra pushed her finger into his chest, causing him to raise his hands and take a step back. “You don’tneedto tell her shit. You may think you’re saving her, but she’s my friend and I’ll protect her from scum like you, Jake, and every other dick that tries to get in my way. I’m not afraid of you. I’ll take you down before I let you push another one of his lies down her throat!”
Rob stepped forward until his face was mere inches from hers. “You think you’re so tough, Ms. Parker? From where I stand, you’re just another spoiled little rich girl who thinks she owns the world. You think you can take me down? I’d like to see you try!”
Before Kendra could say another word, Madi opened the door. They both turned to face her. “You know… I can hear every single word you’re saying.”
“Madi, there’s something you need to know…”
“Mother fucking bastard!” Kendra raised her hand to slap him and he twisted it behind her easily, not taking his eyes off Madi.
“Ow! Take your hands off of me, lurch!” Kendra yelled as she squirmed in his grasp.
“Ms. Parker, if you don’t want me to break your wrist, then I suggest you stop moving.”
“Rob, please!” Madi pleaded. “Let her go.”
Rob sighed and released his grip on her wrist. Kendra pulled away from him forcibly.
“While I can appreciate your friend’s desire to protect you at all costs, I have some news that may put things into a new perspective.”
Madi lifted her hand to Rob. “Listen, I know he’s your friend, but I really and truly don’t want to hear it. I can’t… I just can’t.” Madi pivoted as the tears came once again. She closed the door behind her.
“Are you happy now?” Kendra asked with her hands on her hips.
“Kendra, will you please just listen to me?”
“What? What do you have to say that you think could possibly change any opinion I have of him?”
Madi could hear them through the door and she couldn’t take it. She fell onto the bed and covered her ears with her pillow. Within seconds, all she could hear was the sound of her own destruction. Underneath her she could feel the faint humming of a man desperate to feed her more of his lies. With each pulse, he took a little bit more of her soul.
