Chapter 15

The next thing I knew Makenna was between the two of us. Carlie and Randall were pulling me back away from him.

"Come at me bro! you won't get another shot like that." The bitch has always had a big fucking mouth but I was done with him.

I shook my sister and best friend of me, I was stronger than both of them. As soon as was free I pulled Makenna over to Carlie and decked that mother fucker again. But I didn't let up, he tried to gain his barrings but he needed this ass whipping.

Some other team members came and really got me off of him and pulled me out back into the yard. A couple minutes later Randal and Carlie came into the back yard as well.

"What the fuck bro?"

"You know that mother fucker has been asking for it and when I saw him grabbing her I couldn't hold back any longer. I'm so sorry bro!" I had to apologize to him. It was a part of my job to stop shit like this but damn.

"What do you mean he grabbed her?" Carlie asked. She was concerned, Kebi , Carlie and Makenna were once best friends.

"He called her a bitch and grabbed her arm. I told him to let her go and he went to talk shit but I just lost it."

As I was talking Peter came barreling out of the house and speared me from behind. He wrapped my waist but couldn't knock my down. I got him to the ground and got under him, with that I was able to get in into a chokehold.

I could hear everyone yelling and trying to pull him off but my grip was too tight. Randal was on top of us punching me in the hand trying to make me release him.

"You hear those clicks yet bitch?" I whispered to him. "You ever put your hands on her again they will be the last sound you ever hear you understand?" He struggled which lead me to believe he in fact did not understand.

I tighten my grip; he was already reddening to almost purple. "Didn't I tell you I would kill you? You think this a game? Well, I win!" I released him just as he passed out.

I pushed him off of me and stormed back into the house. It was chaos, everyone was screaming that I had killed him or that he was dead. I knew he wasn't or hoped I'd didn't but I couldn't care at the moment I had to get out of there.

I saw Makenna as I was coming through the Livingroom. She was crying holding her arm and it gave me pause. I wasn't sure if he'd hurt or I did. I paced for a minute right in front of her then I stopped and turned to her.

"I'm fine Masen."

"Can I see your arm please?" I asked though gritted teeth.

She huffed but straighten it out for me to see and she had a fresh yellowish bruise were I'd seen him grabbing her. She also had some other purple and blue marks higher up her arm.

"What the fuck Makenna? How long has this been going on?"

"Masen, don't! please."

"Please? Are you fucking serious? You choose to be with that douchebag over me and then not tell someone, anyone that he's fucking abusing you. I could've had that handled months ago and you know it." Jamie stepped in and made some dumbass excuses for her. "You're not a good friend if you think keeping this shit a secret is what's right."

As we went back and forth, more and more people began to leave the party. Which I was happy about. Until I realized that Angela wasn't were I left her. I scanned the room for a minute as Jamie was still blabbering. I texted her.

"-Where are you?- M" After I sent the message I waited a minute still ignoring Makenna and Jamie's pleas for understanding.

I started to panic a bit, where had she gone? "Makenna do you need a ride?" I asked before I turned away to find Angela. She shook her head, "You aren't riding with him, are you?"

"No Masen, I think Randall carried him out to the front yard his cousin came to get him." I turned back to her with a raised eyebrow trying to figure out how she knew all of this when we've been together since I came back into the house. she held up her that had her text screen on it.

I grabbed the phone out of her hand and scanned through, against her protest. It was horrible. I got mad all over again.

"Makenna! No, Jamie, have you seen this?" she was quite. "What kind of friend are you? At least tell her fucking Dad." My phone vibrated in my pocket.

I pulled it out and saw a message from Angela. I kept Makenna phone while I answered her.

"-I'm home Masen, Carlie brought me home. -Goldilocks"

"-Ok? -M" it was a question because I could figure out why she left. I had gotten into a fight with my ex's boyfriend. If was her I would like to leave as well but I didn't want her to be mad at me. "-I'm sorry that happened. -M"

She didn't reply and I really didn't expect one either.

I was too, I didn't regret fucking Peter up. He deserved that. I was sorry that she had to be a part of all my drama once again. I also felt like a dick because I didn't notice that they had left.

I was more obligated to them then Makenna but I couldn't just let this happen to her. I don't care who broke whose heart I wasn't going to let her get abused.

"Come one let's go." I found Randal apologized for the fighting, Makenna apologized as well. He was understanding since we didn't break anything although I am sure he wanted the party to last a little longer. He was cuddled up with a unfamiliar sophomore so I'm sure he'll be ok.

I dropped off Jamie first, she was annoying but I wasn't going to make her walk. When I pulled up to Makenna's house I put the car in park to symbolize that we had to talk.

"Makenna, you have to break up with him. Why are you putting up with this?"

"I don't know; He was really nice at first. I don't know what happened?" I saw a tear roll down her cheek and there she goes breaking my heart again.

"Makenna, please don't cry. You know I can't handle it when you cry."

"I'm sorry!" She began to bawl. I pulled her close to me and tried to be supportive. I thought of my mo…Vicky crying earlier and felt guilt. Both of them were in tears while apologizing to me. I couldn't shake the parallels.

"Makenna, we have to tell your Parents." She sniffled and nodded into my shirt. It was one in the morning but I felt like the sooner they knew the more helpful to Makenna they would be. "Let me see your phone, before I walk you in." she complied and pulled it out of her pocket.

I read back their conversation, more like his 40 text to her 5, since the fight.

"-where are you? -Bea

- Daniel is here to get us.- Bea

- I can't fucking see, that bitch sucker punched me.- Bea

-Come the fuck on before I leave you.- Bea

-I'm coming out now, Is there room for Jamie?-MK

-No, Fuck her! If you don't come out now I'm leaving you!-Bea

- Do I have to come back in there to get you?"-Bea

- Masen saw my arms…-MK

-Why the fuck did you show him? -Bea

-You're such a bitch! -Bea

-I fucking hate you! - Bea

-I ought to come in there and fuck you up!- Bea

-I'm sorry I didn't mean that- Bea

-You just make me so mad sometimes- Bea

- Its ok- MK

-You know I don't mean to say those types of things right?- Bea

-I love you Makenna.-Bea

-I think I'm gonna get Dan to take me to urgent care. My eye is completely shut.-Bea

-Could you come sit with me. -Bea

-I'm dropping off Jamie.- MK

-How?- Bea

-Masen-MK

-What!- Bea

- Why the fuck would you get a ride from him?"- Bea

- Are you going to go fuck him?- Bea

-You fucking slut!- Bea

- I hope he gives your crabs you nasty bitch!- Bea

-How could you go fuck him! I loved you!- Bea"

I took screen shots and sent them to myself in case she was planning on erasing them. I didn't know what her parents would do but I'm sure they'll try. It's more then what Jamie has done which was nothing.

We went inside and turned on a couple lights which woke her Dad up. I only in that moment remembered that we haven't seen each other since before that whole Zafrina mess. I got nervous, I hopped he wasn't still mad about it.

"Masen? What are you doing here?" He asked as he saw me leaning against his counter. At least he didn't sound mad. "at 1:30 in the morning too, what's going on?" I guess my face gave it away.

I looked at Makenna to see if she would tell him herself but she was hiding behind her fluffy hair. I moved some of it behind her ear and saw that she was still crying.

"Ahh… Makenna has something to tell you, Mr. Johnson but I don't think she can right now."

"What is it?" He sat at their kitchen table. "Are you pregnant? Is it yours Masen?" I inappropriately laughed at the idea.

"No Sir, we broke up months ago remember?"

"Is it that Peter asshole?"

"She's not pregnant Sir. Right?" I looked at her to make sure and she shook her head in conformation.

"So what's going on? You'll are driving me crazy." I gently pulled her pull out and towards her Dad as she sniffled. He stood up at get a better look. "What's this? What happened to your arm Makenna?"

He looked at me "Ahh, I guess she and Pete fight a lot…"

"What the fuck? He hit you?" She shook her head. I huffed at her.

"Well he didn't Masen! I know it looked bad but he's never hit me. He just kind of push and pull but never hit me."

"Whatever Makenna, he put his hand on you I'm not gonna argue the details."

Her father just silently looked at her arm for a moment." Thank you Masen" I nodded as he slowly pulled her down the hall to most likely his room where Makenna's mom was still asleep. I went to leave but he came back quickly. "Do you know where is now?" He asked with fire in his eyes.

"We haven't been friends since he started dating Makenna but he texted her that he was going to Urgent Care." He raised an eyebrow in question. I shrugged and showed him my swollen scratched up knuckles.

He smiled without his eyes and thanked me again. Her dad was in the military I've seen the guns he has around this house. I left the house hopping he didn't do anything stupider then what I have already done.

When I got home it was well past 3 in the morning. Carlie's car wasn't there yet, I hoped she was getting laid for the both of us. I was graduation and I was supposed to be knocking boots not fighting to night.

I wanted to give my dad a heads up in case the cops came knocking at the door by the morning. I tapped lightly on the door then tip toed in to his side of the bed.

"Dad." I whispered trying to wake Mom. "Dad wake up."

"What Mase, why are you in my room?" He said grumpily into his pillow.

"Ahh, I beat up Peter Facinelli." I whispered

"What!" He yelled as he shot up.

"What's going on?" My mom started stirring

"Nothing go back to sleep Babe." He said as he got out of bed.

Once we got in the hallway I explained what happened and the he was going to see a doctor.

"I guess I can't be too mad because at lease you were stopping domestic violence but shit Masen you couldn't just put him on his ass. Did you have to punch him?" I shrugged because I just acted in anger there wasn't thought.

When I got to my room I sent Carlie a text making sure she was fine and then checked my Instagram. At the top of my timeline were annoying pics of Carlie and Kebi making out, so I guessed she was fine.

Then as I scrolled I was shocked by a blaring picture of Peter! Shit! His eye was swollen completely shut and his other was blood shot. His lips were burst and he had gotten stitches on his cheek. The caption on the picture read:" Bitch ass mother fuckers jumped me at a party but little do they know it's not over."

I laughed at him lying about what actually happened in front of a bunch of people. The comments reflected my thoughts. Our teammates calling him out on his bullshit.

I wasn't scared in the slightest. He couldn't get me when he speared me first in the yard I know I could beat him because I already had.