I know Mandy's nothing but a skank, and that in itself doesn't make her a danger to anyone other than the unsuspecting men she catches in her web. But when it comes to Sian I think she poses a whole other kind of threat. A serious one! One, that no one else seems to have caught onto but me. It's that blonde wide-eyed innocent shit she pulls in public that has most people fooled. But I've seen her underbelly, something she doesn't know yet, and maybe that's why she still thinks she can pull the wool over my eyes.If she thinks I'm going to spend the rest of my life protecting my woman from her obsessive ass she's dumber than I gave her credit for. I'll just as soon off her ass and be done with it, or better yet, let Track have her. He's been offering to make her disappear for a good year now.He's also part of the reason I'm sitting out here like this. His call earlier had a hint of urgency that spooked the hell out of me. Until then I was thinking I was gonna have to spank Sian'
"Okay let's go over this one last time." I was messing with Cassie's hair while we killed time waiting for the parents to be out for the night. As if by silent agreement, we'd all chosen to make her our doll for the night. Could be because she was the youngest I'm not sure. Whatever it was I appreciated it because she needs it. Tonight she had lost some of that haunted look she's been wearing for the past few weeks and I know we still need to talk and get to the bottom of what's eating her. But at least she was having a good time. This is why I needed to deal with this Mandy issue once and for all. It was consuming everything else in my life and that I cannot have.Before the attack I had planned to talk to Cassie because I knew something was wrong, then after seeing Mandy in her dad's car my worry for her had only grown deeper. I suspect that she knew something. But I haven't had time to sit down and really be a friend because I've been too busy playing catch up to Mandy's
I knew we were all just killing time, waiting until the coast was clear, but we were too restless to settle down to do so much as play a game. I fought off going to the bathroom to throw up I don't know how many times, and the more time went by the more I rethought what I was about to do. Not only because I hate having anything to do with Mandy, but because I knew Jace was going to have a cow when he finds out, and he will find out.I was tempted to call him, just to hear his voice. But I knew if I did I'd give myself away. I still can't believe he knows me so well already. I never really let myself think about his time with her, but I know if he was half as intense with her as he is with me, there was a good reason for her actions. Once you've felt that, been touched by his fire, it would be damn near impossible to find that with anyone else. I know I wouldn't be able to move on after him. The very thought makes me sick to my stomach. I listened to the others telling tall tales
Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion. Nothing seemed real. My friends were crying and comforting each other; one of them had a death grip on my hand and my mind was numb. Alex was pacing back and forth beside the car but I could tell he wanted to follow the guys from the way he kept looking towards the raging inferno they had disappeared into. I finally found my voice the third time I saw him do it."Go Alex, please go and make sure they're okay." Tears were streaming down my face and there was a knot of sick fear and panic in my gut. It felt like a long time since he'd left and sitting out here in the dark I couldn't see anything."No, Jace would kill me if I left you out here alone. Where the fuck is the fire engine?" He ran his hand over his head miserably and none of us relaxed until we heard sirens in the distance.Just then we saw Jace and the others coming back with mom and dad. I pushed past Alex and ran to them, but my legs gave out when I was only a few feet aw
It was deliberately done, not an accident. Those words kept running through my head, leaving a sickening feeling in the pit of my gut. I'd seen it myself but until the inspector said the words out loud, I'd held out hope that my suspicions were wrong.If she'd been in there...no, better not go there or I'll lose it for sure. And I was afraid that if I gave into the rage that I barely had leashed, I wouldn't come back from it. No one has to tell me that she was the target. That whatever went down here tonight was directed at her. So what now? Are they gonna try again?What do I have to do to protect her? They got to her once I'll be damned if I'm gonna let them get that close to her again. Whoever this was, whatever this was, I know it was about me and that shit just kills me. I wish the fuckers would just come after me, but I knew that they won't, because that would be too easy.I've always known that Mandy was behind her attack. I knew that she'd hired someone to do her dirty wo
Yeah, selfish me I didn't even think about that. Damn! Now I've endangered everyone and still had no clue who the fuck the culprit was. Mandy wasn't ever going to talk. I know enough about her to know that. She would never accept the blame for anything not even if she was the one to set shit in motion, and there was no telling which one of her knuckleheads she'd scammed into doing her dirty work."We believe you, I believe you when you say that she's behind this. With that, I say we watch her, and we plan, but no way you go in hot. Think about Sian, and what it would do to her if you're behind bars." Yeah and what about what it would do to me if this asshole succeeds in ending her life?"If anyone doubted you before I'm sure after tonight they won't, trust me, my dad is going to be all over this shit. He was willing to let the cops do their job before, but I know him. Not only was his daughter in danger but mom could've been hurt in there as well. If Mandy is responsible for this,
She was the first to see us pull in and came running. My heart tripped in my chest when I caught her in my arms and lifted her off the ground. "You're short." There were tears in her eyes and on her cheeks. I hate her tears so that last comment was meant to piss her off or make her laugh. Either one would take care of them for me.Anger won the night I guess, though she wasn't really angry. "Hey take that back. I am perfectly proportioned thank you very much. We don't all have to look like lurch." I tickled her sides and she kicked and squealed to be let down. Now I was the one who felt like crying. Sometimes she sounds so happy. Like no one I'd ever known before. Her happiness is a different kind of happiness to the one I'm used to. There was nothing superficial about it. Something very rare in this town of make believe.Maybe that's why I felt more with her than with anyone else. She was so different from the norm, so real, and she actually makes me fucking feel. "I would die for
It's strange when both parents treat you like you're part of the equation. Dad, when I got older would sometimes tell me things that he was keeping from mom. As his son he knew that when he wasn't around I would be the one looking out for her. Mom on the other hand would bitch and moan that dad was keeping stuff from her.I used to agree with her; after all she's an adult. But now I see why he does it. Adult or not when your woman is in danger you don't see the age. All you see is the most precious thing in your life, that soft beautiful creature that you'd bleed for, in harm's way."Jace you're squeezing me to death." Shit! I eased up on my hold but still didn't let her go.Something was going on in my head and the rest of me was trying to play catch up. If that shit wasn't bad enough I had another worry. If she hadn't disobeyed me she would be dead or seriously hurt now. Is this what they call a catch twenty-two?What the fuck am I supposed to do with that shit? I told her to