Page 73 of Needing to Fall
“Why?”
I stepped in, finally finding my voice. “Because I want to know why you would tell me about Devin when I asked you about Drew.”
Trey’s eyes swept up and down my jean and hoodie covered body. “It’s a shame you cover that tight ass up.”
The punch to Trey’s jaw was a surprise to both me and him.
Trey spit on the floor and moved his jaw from side to side. “Motherfucker, once I’m untied, you are fucking done,” he threatened, but Lynx ignored him.
“Tell me!” I yelled a bit more loudly than needed, but the tension between the two men was reaching epic proportions, and I needed it to be done.
Trey’s lip curled in a way that made my skin crawl. “Babe, why do you think I come into that fucking bar?”
I shrugged.
“To look at that sweet ass and those amazing tits.”
Lynx went to punch him, but I called out, “Wait,” and Lynx held back. “Continue.”
Trey chuckled. “I knew that pussy had to be good. You’ve got this one whipped with it.”
There was no stopping Lynx this time as every muscle in his body tightened to the point he looked as if he were going to explode. He laid into Trey, kicking and punching while Trey heaved for breath.
Lynx grabbed Trey by the throat, squeezing hard, and Trey’s face began to turn purple. He said nothing, so Lynx let Trey go with a gasp of air.
“Fuck,” Trey choked out, his voice raspy.
“So you wanted a piece of me.” I cut through the fog, trying to get to the damn point.
“Fuck, yeah. Every motherfucker in that bar does. Except, you don’t give it out. When you came to me, I saw an opportunity. I searched for the Drew kid and found the brother. He looked just like the picture you showed me, so I used it to my advantage.”
My stomach plummeted. “To your advantage?”
“Sure, you go to Devin, thinking he’s Drew; he rejects you; and I’m there to pick up the pieces. Easy.” Even with blood dripping from his face, he didn’t seem afraid.
Rage burned through my veins like molten lava. I clenched my fingers and swore there was static in my ears. “You mean to tell me, you gave me that load of shit so you could fuck me!” I charged him, getting a few good licks in before Lynx grabbed me around my stomach and held me back. “Let me go!” I demanded, still kicking and screaming. I was sick and tired of people thinking they could use me for sex. I wasn’t a fucking toy.
A red haze filmed over my eyes. I wanted to annihilate Trey, let him feel what it was like to be used. My kicks and thrashings became more forceful as I allowed the anger to take me over.
“Babe.” Lynx’s lips came to my temple. I felt his soft touch, and it somehow penetrated through the haze, settling me as he set my feet on the ground, my breaths still coming in hard pants.
I wanted to claw Trey’s eyes out. He had no idea what his shit had started, and only so he could fuck me! And I was the one who had been in the hospital? He should have been there. He was so fucking delusional.
“I would have never fucked a limped dick piece of shit like you!” I yelled at him.
He brushed his face against his shirt, smearing the blood from his cut lip. “Kitten has claws.” He chuckled. Yes, chuckled.
My body went taut, and I again tried to get out of Lynx’s grasp, but he didn’t allow it.
“Babe, let’s get this shit done,” Lynx told me in my ear.
I knew he was right. I wanted this over with. The past couldn’t be changed, but the future could.
I nodded, stopping the fight.
“You would have fucked me, because that would have been my marker. You’d have had to. If not, I’d have taken it from you.”
It was Lynx turn to stiffen at my back. Everything at that point happened so damn fast it made my head spin. One moment, Lynx was behind me, and the next, he was on Trey, beating the ever-loving shit out of him. Trey was trying to shield his face, but not doing a very good job.
