I don't wait for her to agree and tap the glass with the handset until the scary looking bad ass on the other side of the glass gives me his attention. "Hey my man, . Do you know that guy down there throwing a fit?"
He looks at me and nods. "Yeah man, he's pretty quiet. Keeps to himself mostly unless there's a fight. Twisted fucker loves that shit, gets off on it."
I nod because he would. "That piece of shit is my dad and he is a cancerous fucking bleeding sore on society. He's been protected enough. Spread the word for me. That piece of shit down there is Cody Beckett and he is a former cop for Seattle PD and in here for raping my sister for fourteen years. Have your girl Google it."
I hand the phone back to the woman who is still tripping out about me being here, not just an average day in prison.
"Thanks doll. You guys take care."
"Hey wait." She says and I turn, hands in my pocket not a care in the world.
"What's up?"
"Tony says he's got you bro. He will let them all know." She looks to her man for a minute, "He also says to tell your sister he ain't worth it."
I smile and nod.
With that I left…okay sotechnically I was escorted out by three guards and told I wasn't allowed to come back.
Fine by me, anything I ever needed here was dead and gone.
Bright
I hadn't heard from Noah. It was after ten and I was past the point of scared. How was I so stupid? I have beat myself up all day. I was panicked and scared unaware what he wanted to do. He could have told me. He didn't need to be so secretive about it. He was testing me and I failed miserably. I just wanted to hear his voice and tell him how sorry I was. He wasn't returning my calls or texts and knowing he was going to visit his father had me crawling in my skin.
I knew I could call Carrie, but after this morning's early events and her fear I couldn’t tell her and possibly cause another freak out. I dialed the only other number I had that could help me.
It took me some time to get my wits back before I called, schooling my voice to sound normal.
"Hey Bright, how are you?" Tayla asks and she sounds exceptionally chipper and I am sure it's because she and Cal are home with Axe for the holiday break.
"I'm good thank you." I lie and take a deep breath to stretch the truth even further. "So I am trying to surprise Noah for his birthday with a surprise visit from Jenny Pope for dinner when we are in Chicago. I was hoping you could give me her number but also allow Axe to travel with her?"
This was an actual thought I had played with. Jenny was his closest friend outside of the band, and the person he turned to the most in his dire straits. I couldn’t tell Tayla this though for obvious reasons.
"I am looking at my calendar and I will be with them in Chicago because I have three bands touring there in that week and we would do a dinner or something I am sure. I think that's a great idea."
"Wonderful." I say and I am relieved she accepted without a hint of suspicion. I felt like shit for lying but I had to do what was best for Noah. Both then and now. "Can I get her number from you? I would go through his phone but he would flip in an epic way if he caught me snooping… trust and all."
She laughs and agrees he would indeed flip out. "Okay here is her cell and her home number. I don't think she is as work yet so you should be able to get her easily."
I jot the numbers down and call her cell phone immediately once I ended the call with Tayla.
"Hello?" She asks obviously not recognizing my number.
"Hey Jenny, its Bright?" I say it like a question not sure how she will take me calling her without Noah.
"Hey Bright! How are ya?" There is a hint of mischief in her tone and I know Noah must have spoke with her. It breaks my heart to remember where we connected last night to unravel today.
"Not good. That's why I am calling you."
I hear her sigh and she asks me what's going on. It was like a dam broke inside me and I started sobbing and told her everything.
"Holy shit." She says and is quiet for a small moment. "Okay first things first, are you okay hun?"
"No! I feel retched and awful and I am scared to death he is off on his own feeling god knows what and more importantly he left hurt and angry with me." His words relay through my mind like an unstoppable reel.
You said nothing except to confirm my worst fucking fear baby. You, like everyone else in my life, don't believe in me. It’s a damn good thing I didn't allow myself to be effected by silly notions or you'd have broke my heart just now.
