Chapter 7 – Patching up –
Pacing outside the bathroom door, Sean nervously chewed his lower lip. He had never been so angry and scared at the same time. He wanted to kill whoever did this to his baby sister. He had a good idea who did it – no, he knew who did it – and it was taking everything he had to not burst into DK's place and grab that blonde jerk by the neck and kill him.
Sean glanced over to Han who's eyes were normally so calm and collected were blazing. Han kept his ever laid back stature, but Sean could tell he was about to explode. It then hit Sean like a brick wall, Han felt something for Roxy, and it went more further then partnership like Han had said. Feeling very protective over Roxy at the moment, Sean bristled at the idea of anyone else laying a hand on his sister. Even if it was in a loving way. The next person to lay a hand on her was gonna get a good old southern ass whooping!
Sean forced his eyes away from Han and back to towards the bathroom door wondering what was taking Neela and Roxy so long to decide if the cut needs stitches. Letting out a disgruntled groan, Sean went back to pacing the floor.
"Damn Sean." Twinke frowned watching his friend. "You're makin' me all nervous and shit with this pacin'! Sit the fuck down somewhere." He groaned as Sean shot him a glare.
"Sorry if I can't be all relaxed 'and shit'-" Sean mocked Twinkie, "-but my sister's been assaulted."
"Really? I thought we were havin' a party in here or somethin'!" Twinkie snapped back, sarcasm dripping in his tone.
"Shut it!" Han's eyes snapped over to Sean, sparking in frustration. "Pacing will only make Roxy feel worse for upsetting you. Relax!" He snapped causing Sean and everyone to stare at him wide eyed. "We're all worried about her but arguing isn't gonna solve anything right now. Right now lets just focus on making sure she's alright. Got it?!"
The room fell silent, and defeated, Sean leaned his back to the wall next to the door, his eyes sparking with anger as he stared at his blood stained shirt. He was gonna kill that boy next time he saw him. No one touched his baby sister and lived to tell the tale!
Han watched Sean through narrowed eyes, "You want beat that ass, do it in the race. It'll hurt him even worse." Han said trying to relax his voice, it was as if Han was reading Sean's mind. "If you go bustin' into DK's place right now he'll just kill you and imagine what that'll do to your sister. She'd never forgive herself."
Sean looked back down away from Han knowing he was right, but not wanting to admit it.
"We all wanna kill that jerk right now, Sean-" Han continued as everyone in the room shifted nervously, "-but he's DK's right hand man. No one touches him." Han eyed everyone in the room. "Got it?"
Han pressed his lips into a hard line as everyone nodded. Silence once again filled the room for what felt like forever, suddenly the door knob twisted and everyone jumped as Neela walked out shutting the door behind her, her shirt also covered in blood. "I think she'll be okay, she refuses to get stitches." Neela spoke softly, "I'm not a doctor so I don't know if she needs them or not." Neela glanced to Han.
"I'll go talk her into it." Sean said suddenly making a pass for the door but Han stopped him.
"What do you know about cleaning cuts and stitching people up?" He asked with an almost amused look in his eyes. His voice dripped the fine line between annoyance and amusement.
Sean once again stood back defeated.
I know more about stitches and cleaning cuts then anyone here." Han said picking up the first aid kit. "If she needs them, I'll stitch her up." Han was losing his temper, but everyone knew it wasn't aimed towards them. Everyone knew how close Han and Roxy were, so his anger was understandable.
Neela gave a small smile and nodded before moving out of the way of the door placing her hand on Sean's shoulder. "Come on Sean," She whispered softly tugging him towards the door. "Han knows what he's doing." Snorting, Sean pushed himself off the wall following Neela out of the room with Reiko, Twinkie, and Earl.
Han watched as Earl shut the door behind him and Han gave a deep breath before gripping the door knob and turning it, slowly pushing the door open. His stomach doing flips, and not the good flips either, he was scared of what he might find. But his Roxy needed him, so he was gonna go in there no matter if her back looked like a tiger got a hold of her.
Sticking his head in the door he frowned at what he saw, Roxy was sitting on the edge of the bathtub with nothing but her jeans on, and a blue towel pulled up around her chest. His breath caught knowing there was nothing under that towel but skin. ~Focus perv!~ He mentally scolded himself ~She's hurt and all you can think of is what's under the towel!~ He wanted to roll his eyes at himself but he just stepped inside closing the door behind him in case someone decided to bust in. Someone like Sean.
He stood still for a moment, Roxy had her head down, her red hair falling around her face, she looked so helpless, this tough as nails chick he ran with was looking like a poor kitten that's been left for dead. His blood boiled but he took a deep breath, ~Relax Han, relax.~ He told himself over and over again.
Roxy glanced up at him, dried tear stains on her cheeks making her face look all flushed. his heart sank, ~My poor Roxy,~ He sighed deeply then it clicked, ~M-My Roxy? Mine? That's right! My Roxy. Dammit, am I in love with this hot tempered, demanding, rude, school girl? She's only a teenager for Christ sakes!~ He battled himself mentally his eyes wondering off towards the wall.
Roxy watched him as he stared off into space, sniffling she wondered what he could be possibly thinking off to have him thrown off into some random thought, and of all time, NOW? She as half naked sitting on the side of the very tub where she had thought of him earlier that day. "Han?" She said, her voice so soft.
Snapping out of his thoughts, Han snapped his eyes towards her making her raises an eyebrow at him. "Sorry.." He said taking a step towards her, trying his best not to look at the towel. "Can I see your back?" He asked getting right too it, not pussy footing around. The sooner he got her cleaned up, the sooner he could get her into a shirt. This was too damn tempting for him.
She winced and brought her bottom lip into her mouth biting down gently. His eyes traveled to her lip and he inhaled softly, ~Should that be sexy?~ he asked himself.
"I'm fine, Han." She lied pulling her eyes away from him and towards the floor. "I don't want to make a big deal over it." She added pulling the towel tighter to her chest.
"Rox, it is a big deal, sweetie." He said softly, kneeling down in front of her and reaches out to stroke her cheek, her skin was heated from the crying, but so soft. It sent chills down his spine, he had touched her before, but this sudden uncontrollable wanting for her was driving him crazy. Yeah he had always been attracted to her, but this...after this morning... this was something different. Want, pure, unrated, adult, lustful, barbaric wanting! "You could bleed out, or it could get infected. Just let me check it, please?" He slightly begged.
Roxy looked up, her eyes locking with his, something was different about the way he was looking at her, her cheeks flushed when he touched her, she had been touched by him before but not like this, not softly and carefully, like she was some porcelain doll ready to crack at the first sign of pressure. This was sensual.
She had to contain her shiver, she had longed for his touch for so long, but after everything that happened to her today, she just wanted him to take her in his arms and hold her. She felt safe with him. He had always been there for her, through the crap with her dad, through the countless loser boyfriends and childish heart breaks, he was her rock. He gave her a place in the world, but she always wanted more...to be more. To be with him.
"Okay...just please be careful. It stings." She pleaded moving to stand up, he helped her up by her arms, taking care not to touch the towel. He watched as she walked to the sink, turning her back to him and for the first time he saw what Morimoto did to her back.
Han's eyes went dark and he clutched his fists tightly. Her back was gashed, not bad enough for stitches, but there would probably be a small scar. "Go ahead and say it." Roxy spoke up watching him from the mirror.
"Say what?" He asked trying to still his voice, not wanting his anger to frighten her.
"That you were right and I was wrong. Morimoto wasn't any good for me." She said her hand gripping the towel tighter.
Han sighed softly sitting the first aid kit down on the toilet seat opening it up, grabbing some bandages. "When have I ever said that you were wrong and I was right?" He asked with a grin grabbing a wet wash cloth that Neela had to be using and gently dabbed around the wound, trying to get the blood off her back. His eyes traveling down her back to the top of her jeans, his teeth gritting as he tried to control himself.
Roxy let out a small laugh rubbing her eyes. "I've lost count now." She taunted him watching him carefully in the mirror. "But you were right."
"I'm not gonna let him near you again, Roxanne." Han blurted out looking up into the mirror, locking eyes on her clear eyes. He noticed for the first time how clear her eyes were when she cried. You'd think they'd be red, but they were clear as ever, and so beautiful. His hands stalled on her back as he stared at her.
"I know..." She said, her mouth suddenly dry as she gazed back at him. What had changed from the other night to now? They had agreed that they need to keep their relationship professional, and here they were locked in an intense stare.
Forcing his eyes away from hers he looked back to her back, working quickly to patch her up. "I can't believe this happened...what the fuck was he thinking?" His anger coming back. It was amazing the mood swings he was having tonight. He wanted to jump Roxy, but he was beyond angry with Morimoto. What devil magic was this?
Roxy turned her eyes down into the sink staring at the drain wincing when he got to close to the cut. "He found out about us." She said biting her lip again.
"Us?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes...us...the kiss." She stated looking up at him again, as he was now taping bandages to her back. "He was so mad, and drunk." She explained, Morimoto's voice still ringing in her ears.
Han, again sighed deeply as he finished up with her back. "He's just a fuckin' prick. I swear, if he comes around here I'll beat his ass." Han spoke through gritted teeth as he smoothed out the tape on Roxy's back. Letting his fingers trailer longer then intended, he just wanted to touch her.
Roxy closed her eyes inhaling softly at his touch, it was soothing. "You? Getting in a fight?" She laughed softly. "I've never seen it." She said once he was finished and turned to face him, her hands still holding up the towel.
Han's breath hitched as he looked down at her, how could just a towel be so sexy? He glanced up, his eyes going over her face that was red with tear stains on it. He gently reached up with the clean part of the wash cloth and gently wiped away the stains. "Over you, I would." He spoke without thinking.
Roxy's eyes widened, "O-over me?" She repeated biting her lip again.
Han reached up with his thumb tugging her bottom lip away from her teeth's grip. "I don't fight for much, unless it's really important." He said, his thumb running across her lower lip slowly. He licked his lips unaware his body was inching closer to hers. "Hell, for you Roxanne, I'd race Morimoto myself..." He whispered causing her breath to hitch. "Not meaning to make you sound like a trophy or something." He smirked.
Roxy knew Han didn't race unless it was for something important, and he just said he'd race for her. Normally she'd make some sarcastic comment about her being a trophy, but he smoothly added that last bit in, but still coming from him, that was the sweetest thing he's ever said. She shivered under his touch and went to lean in but right before their lips met there was a knock on the bathroom door causing them both to jump away. Roxy's cheeks going crimson.
"Roxy! Are you okay?" Came her brothers worried voice, followed by Neela scolding him.
Hearing Sean made Roxy's eyes go wide and clutching the towel trying to wrap it around her as best she could, she flung the door open and threw herself in Sean's arms, tears spilling down her face again as everything Morimoto said came rushing back to her. "Oh God Sean..." She cried as her brother, who was slightly shocked by this carefully wrapped his arms around her, taking care not to hurt her back.
"Rox, what's wrong?" Sean asked placing a hand to the back of her head, stroking her hair. He had seen his sister cry plenty of times lately, but this was different, this was a terrified cry. He turned his eyes accusingly to Han, but softened his gaze when he saw the overly confused look on Han's face.
Roxy just shook her head clinging to her brother's shirt, her tears soaking through it. Frowning, Sean and Han glanced to Neela who was looking at her friend sadly. "I swear to God, I'm gonna kill that fool." Sean hissed out loud but that just mad Roxy cling to him even tighter.
"Morimoto threatened to kill Sean." Neela confessed making Roxy's sobs only grow. Han turned his gaze to Neela.
"What do you mean?" Han asked raising an eyebrow. "Is it about the race?"
Neela just shook her head as Sean sat on the bed with Roxy, rocking her gently in his arms, stroking her hair. "Roxy said if you and her 'do anything' he was gonna kill Sean because he can't touch you. Roxy told me everything in the car." She sighed glancing at the siblings, "Roxy freaked out, and started agreeing with everything he said, things like she deserved this shit." Neela cursed, her anger growing. "I've already text DK letting him know Morimoto assaulted Roxy tonight. I haven't gotten a reply. He'd never allow this to happen.."
"Yeah right." Sean snorted talking in all this new information. "Rox, you don't have to try and protect me, I can take care of myself." He tried to sooth his sister but she wasn't having it.
"You don't know him, Sean! He's insane." Roxy sniffled her face still buried in Sean's shirt, he sobbing slowly beginning to slow down.
"Neela's right, DK wouldn't allow this because it puts business at risk. I'm one of DK's big profits...he's probably going to be pissed Morimoto stirred up some shit." He thought outloud rubbing his chin, "This could work for Roxy's advantage..." he muttered walking towards the door, not before glancing at 'cock block Sean', "I'm gonna start really teaching you how to drift tomorrow. Just be ready." He said still deep in thought, he did glance at Roxy to see those beautiful blue eyes glancing up at him. He forced a small smile, "I'll be back to check on you in a few minutes. I'll have Earl bring you some pain meds, then you get some sleep." He said firmly before walking out of the room shutting the door behind him. His hand going right into his pocket, pulling out his cell phone.
With a small smirk he dialed up DK, who shockingly picked up on the first ring, "Don't what me, you know what happened...Yes...Good, then I take it you're gonna deal with it?... I'm not ordering you! I'm TELLING you, keep that no good henchman of yours away from my garage. I don't want to see him anywhere near Roxanne again...No...NO...This is interfering with our business, our partnership and you know it...I've never asked you for anything before..." Han felt like he had a bit of a power trip going on. "The same applies for her brother... No, he's paying me for that car then he's gone...Yes, I'm gonna make him take her with him. He'll be out of your hair and away from your woman and Roxanne will be away from this shit and no longer a problem...Right...Good...I'll bring the shipment tomorrow...No, she wont be coming with me. ...It's a deal then…..I'll tell her for you... Right." With that Han snapped his phone shut sticking it in his pocket.
Neela stood in the door way listening to Han's phone call, wondering what "deal" Han just made with DK. Was he really gonna send Sean and Roxy away? Or was he bullshitting to keep Morimoto away from Roxy as long as possible, which would be hard because of school. Sighing deeply, Neela walked back into the room helping Sean get Roxy into bed for some much needed rest.
((A/N The sexual tension between Han and Roxy are killing me...I wanna put them together now but I've already written the chapter for that, and it's not time yet. ^_^ Anyways, thanks for the PM's and reviews! I swear I'm gonna finish this story. If I ever disappear again I've made a twitter where you can reach me, RoxanneBoswell I have it linked to my phone so I'll get any messages. So feel free to yell at me for updates if you have a twitter. :) I hope you guys enjoy this chapter, I know it's short.))