Page 19 of Release Me

“Notyet, Finn!” I command, releasing Andy’s cock.

“Yeah, not yet,Finn,” Andy says to him, roughly.

Before I know it, I’m being pushed to the side, my head hitting the corner of the metal desk. Finn lunges forward, attacking Andy and throwing him up against the wall near the door.

“Finn! Stop it!” I scream, but there’s no use.

Finn has Andy pinned to the wall, and he’s throwing punches all over his body.

Fuck!

I throw my arms around Finn and try my hardest to pull his body away from Andy’s. It’s no use. He’s heavier than a ton of bricks.I feel something on my forehead, and I wipe it away, only to see blood on my hand when I bring it back down to eye level.

Fuck, this is bad. What do I do?

I throw my clothes back on and rush up the corner stairwell to the third floor. I don’t know if Dr. Dick is in yet, and I don’t understand why he’s the one person I think about to help, but I can’tbe bothered by that right now. Just as I turn down the corridor where his office is, I run smack into what feels like a block of stone. If that wasn’t enough to knock me off balance, the smell of bourbon vanilla and orange blossom would.

Dr. Dick.

“Brynn,” he drops his bag to the ground and grabs my head between his hands. “What happened to you?”

His eyes are almost bugging out as he looks at the cut on my forehead. How bad is it?

“I’m fine, butI need your help.”

I grab his hand, and we run back down the hallway, down the corner stairwell to the second floor. When we exit the stairwell into the hall, I see Finn and Andy rolling around on the floor with one another. Several patients are looming nearby, watching.

“Hey!” Dr. Dick runs over to them, and I am scared for him immediately.

I don’t think he’s going to be any match for Finn, but I am shocked at how easy it appears to be for him to rip Finn off the floor. If I wasn’t terrified, I’d be wet right now.

“Getoffame!” Finn shouts.

“Stay over there!” Dr. Dick says to him, pushing him over to one side of the hallway.

I run over to Finn and try to keep him distracted so he won’t charge at Dr. Dick or Andy again.

“Finn, it’s alright!”

“Shut up, B! This is all your fucking fault!” He pushes me backward and walks off.

He’s never spoken to me like that, and I don’t like how it makes me feel. I didn’t cause this. Just because he is unbalanced and has an issue with sharing isn’t my fault at all.I tear my eyes from his retreating form and turn back to Andy and Dr. Dick.

Andy is bloody, but he’s not unconscious, thankfully. Dr. Dick picks him up off he ground and places Andy’s arm around his shoulder to help him stay up. I move to the other side of Andy and mimic Dr. Dick’s stance.

“I’m taking him to the infirmary,” Dr. Dick says to a doctor who has arrived on the scene. I don’t know her, but I’ve seen her around before. “Can you please go get Dr. Silver for me, and let him know what happened?”

“Yes,” she responds before jogging ahead of us toward the main stairwell.

“Brynn, what happened?”

I can’t bring myself to tell him. I don’t know why I’m scared, but something is screaming inside of my body. Some part of me doesn’t want to disappoint him.

I shoot him a look, unsure of which emotion is playing across my face as I do so. He doesn’t press any further, but I know he’s not happy. We walk Andy down the stairs carefully, and Dr. Silver is waiting in the lobby for us when we get there. As soon as he sees me, he knows I am the cause of this.

Fuck.

I’m going to be in so much trouble.

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