Disclaimer: I do not own any characters including: Bobby Manning, Jack Hudson, Myles Leland the third, Lucy Dotson, Tara Williams, Ted Garrett, Sue Thomas, Howie, Levi the Dog, or any other characters that were created by anyone other than me. I only own Makenzee Fields, Aiden Fields, and Marcus Luther. If any character is similar to others it is a mere coincidence and not intentional. There may also be drug references but I mean no offence to anyone at all.
Chapter 9
Bobby stared through the one way mirror. His throat constricted. He could tell that Makenzee was scared. He could see right through her tough exterior. She was lost, scared, and pissed off. Her knuckles were turning white, her right foot tapping nervously on the cement floor. His heart plummeted to what felt like beneath the earths surface. He imagined this is what hell feels like. Hell. What a perfect definition for what he was feeling right now and for what Makenzee will soon be feeling.
Jack slapped him on the shoulder friendlily. "I can tell her if you want." Jack offered.
Oh how Bobby was tempted to say yes. To never have to look in her eyes again. "No." He inhaled and exhaled. "This is something that I have to do."
"I understand buddy." Jack said quietly. Bobby started to the connecting door. "Good luck, Crash." He called after him. Bobby paused, his hand on the doorknob. It felt like the sun compared to Bobby's icy skin. He merely nodded. He couldn't talk. He turned the doorknob, opened the door and let all Hell break loose.
Makenzee first saw the hand, the arm, and then her head raised and saw Bobby. She stared dumbfounded at who stood in front of her. "Bobby?"
A/N: I know this was a really short chapter so I decided to add the next one right aways.