Chapter Nineteen
Cal
I throw my body, all two hundred and forty pounds of muscle, into the guy. I grab him in a choke hold and by his belt for a good grip and sent him flying away from Jen. I watch in absolute horror as she falls, dead weight to the gravel lot and slams her head with a sickening thump.
"Red!" I yell, but dude gets up and charges at me. Shame comes from the side and kicks him in the thigh dropping him just before he got to me.
Chad and Noah are looking in the lot for another attack and yelling at the girls to get inside and call the cops, but they aren’t listening.
"Go to Jen, Noah!" I yell and grab this guy from the hair and plant him on his knees before me. He is dazed but it doesn’t mean shit. I carefully look to my firefly and see Carrie next to Jen and rest of them follow as the boys come to help me, but this shit was handled.
"Noah, stay with her!" I scream and can’t hold back from punching this scumbag in the nose, blood gushing from the impact and crunch.
He listens and lets me have at this mother fucker, knowing Jen will need him if she is in pain or awake.
I lift the guy and half drag is weak ass to a far off light pole that is dim as fuck, but light enough to see my damage. "You’re going to prison mother fucker. Attempted rape," I state and knee him right in the dick, but refuse to let him curl in as the pain assaults him. "Maybe a possible murder had I not showed up." I box his ribs and stomach in rapid force six or seven times until he pukes bile toward me and I have to step back, letting him go.
He is down and I can here Carrie giving the location to the police and paramedics and see my Red not moving. I look to see Noah in a rage coming toward us. The guy was trying to stand, catch his barring when Noah grabbed him by the throat and slammed him to the ground. "That is my fucking family you piece of shit!" He spits through gritted teeth. I watch his fist flex in a desperate need to punch him. I am waiting for him to take the swing and I am half tempted to let him finish this dude’s ass whooping and head to Jen. Then, Noah says the worst possible thing for the state of mind I am in.
"You raped her, beat her bloody and threatened her son you fucking piece of trash, and that mother fucker right there..." He points to me and I have a ringing pulse in my head that I might pass the fuck out, my adrenaline dangerously high as I charge them. "This shit brickhouse right here is about to kill you, so beg fuckin loud and pray an angel stops him."
Noah let him go right as I came in and kicked him in the ribs, certain by the popping I felt through my boots that I busted his ribs.
Not enough.
I grab him by the hair and bring his face close to mine. "You threatened to harm my son?" I am so very calm as I speak and I don’t know how. I am a tight wire of explosive, thrashing rage right now and all I want is him to cease breathing.
"She’s a fucking crack-whore." He slurs. I whip his head back and choke him, ready to end him.
"Wrong!" I say as I slam my fist on his nuts. "She's mine. Huge mistake in thinking she was a nobody.Youare a rapist. Try hidingthatin prison, if you make it there when I am done with you."
He lunges up, his adrenaline the only thing carrying him now, but when a guy bigger than you threatens to kill you, you’ll find the strength to fight. Fuck, I wanted him to make me bleed, piss me off more.
"Do it!" I say as he lunges when I step back and to the right, bringing my fist to the back of his skull. I feel the bones in my hand crack and I know it will piss me off later, but in a second it will go numb.ThenI will destroy my playing hand if I have to.
"Come on!" I yell and stand there with my hands to my sides. "Come on! I aint fighting back. That’s how you cowards like it right?" I taunt when he clocks me in the eye and it fuels me. I take three steps forward and kidney shot him as many times as I can before he pushes me back, roaring in pain from I hope a bruised kidney, hand delivered by yours truly.
He charges me from where he pushed me jabbing me a few times in the ribs. I feel nothing though. All I am is malevolence and I want more, his blood and mine. "Not so easy when someone fights back right?" I taunt again, but he misses my nose, too slow as his knuckles hit my head bone on bone. I am man enough to admit that shit hurt and that I saw stars for a second.
"Lucky shot, lucky shot." I say to myself as I swing in with a right then a left. Body shot, jaw shot and he goes down. I follow him and lift him up refusing to let him give up now. "Stand and fight like a man you pussy." I yell and bitch slap him a few times until he can focus and lunges at me again. I step to the side as he lands on his face.
Cal, enough!" Bright and Raleigh yell, but I wave my broken and bleeding hand at them.
"He broke his hand..." I hear Chad say, he sounds scared while Noah laughs.
"Worth it." He says shrugging.
I feel dude come at me from the side and I go down on my back, belly up for a split second when I feel a knife slip into my gut like a hot knife through butter. "I aint going anywhere mother fucker, except down on your bitch."
Pain assaults me for only a minute. I pray to God he didn’t hit an organ as I roll to stand up. Now, I am past the point of logic and reasoning. So are my boys I realize as they come in blur, Raleigh included as they pull this piece of shit off me. I struggle to get up, my blood soaking my shirt. Fucker stabbed me. He touched my firefly while hiding a knife...I am gonna kill the son of a bitch.
The lot is crowded, photographers, record execs and witnesses galore just saw me, Cal Dorian get stabbed for wrestling an attempted rapist off my girl.
Not so epic, but at least I have an assortment of proof.
Noah, who has this guy’s arms pinned behind his back and Chad who is standing above him behind Noah with his hand on his throat and his fist in his hair to subdue him while Shame and Raleigh stand between them all and I.
"Let him go. Now." I seethe. Shame tries to get in my face telling me to stop. I push him until he clears my path and look to Ral who runs with a "nope."
