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Chapter 6
Cameron
Iwas racing down the hall and stopping at every door placing my ear against it. Each time I was disappointed when I didn’t hear her voice. There was no way that I could barge in unless I knew exactly where she was. That was the hardest part when everything in my body wanted to bust down every single door to announce my presence.
I didn’t know why I was bothering when a small part felt the stinging blow of her betrayal for wanting to sleep with another man. It made me hesitant to help but there was no way that I was going to let the man touch her inappropriately without answering for it.
“Don’t come any closer,” Bethany squealed from behind the door that I was currently pressing my ear to. “You have some nerve. I was wrong to think that you were a man at all. This was a bad idea," she spat. Herer language told me that she didn’t want to be there.
I knew exactly where to hit the door to shatter the lock with the blunt end of my shoulder. Leaning back and gathering strength into a kinetic force that couldn’t be reckoned with came easily for me.
One swift hit and the door flew open with the young man half-dressed standing over Bethany with a leather belt in his hand. He turned and advanced receiving a clubbing blow to his glass jaw. He went down heavily landing on the floor barely conscious with a couple of teeth missing.
“Are you OK?” It was a foolish thing to ask when I already knew the answer.
“What do you think?” She answered back while standing with this newly formed strength before kicking this man in the ribs several times with her stilettos.
The only thing I could do was back off and let her have her moment in the sun.
He was trying his best to curl into a ball to protect his body from further punishment. Every time her stiletto made contact, the movement was followed by a grunt of pain from the recipient lying on the floor in a vulnerable position. She jumped on his back and grabbed the short hairs on his head before slamming his face repeatedly into the floor.
The man who had gotten underneath her skin was trying to reach for his teeth. The two he had lost was going to be hard for him to recover. The one on the floor was summarily kicked under the bed and the other one was currently in my knuckle.
“Do something…you’re one of us. How can you stand there and do nothing?” He pleaded with his face a bloodied ness including a broken nose and lacerations to his features.
“I can assure you that I’m nothing like you. A man like you should be castrated and made to live the rest of your days humiliated and disfigured. The only reason why I’m pulling her off of you is that I don’t want her to go to jail. Just remember to keep your mouth shut. One word of this gets out and I’m going to make it my personal mission to hurt you severely enough that you will remember it,” I said while wrapping my hands around her waist to pull her flailing arms and legs away from him.
She got one final crack at his ribs with her stiletto before storming out looking vindicated by her actions. She walked out on her own power. She had walked through hell and received a rude awakening, but she remained strong despite the circumstances.
I knelt on one knee and grabbed him by the hair to make him look at me in the eyes. He was angry waiting for the right time to lash out. The man was breathing fire and foaming at the mouth. Maybe it was crazy to intervene but as long as the planet was turning, there was no way that I was going to let a man do something like that.
“I’m going to give you some wise advice. Get help. I don’t know what compelled you to do this but whoever has been telling you these lies aren’t doing you any favors. Respect and kindness are words to live by. You can learn to be better, but you have to admit that you have a problem. Some women fight back,” I said with my hand letting go of his hair.
“I’m going to make that little bitch pay for this," he uttered under his breath still with his face plastered against the ugly brown carpeting.
“I’ve decided to make an example out of you,” I declared when I saw the video camera set up in the corner.
I stopped the recording and took the video before waving it in his face.
“Give me that back. That’s mine and you can’t have it," he squealed without being able to move with his hand outstretched.
I stepped on his hand until I could feel the bones breaking underneath my combat boots. Grinding the heel into his hand gave me a moment of blissful satisfaction. He groaned and whined while trying unsuccessfully to stop me by using his other hand to pound on the steel toe.
“I’m taking this as personal insurance. You even attempt something like this again and this video is going viral. Everybody will know your name and you will be branded a predator. No woman will ever give you the time of day again. Give this number a call. They will teach you about the real world,” I threatened while producing a pen and scratching in indelible blue ink on his hand the number to the enlistment officer for the army.
He tried to say something, but he decided against it.
“This is a gift and the chance for you to start over with a clean slate. This video will remain in my possession. I will be watching closely to see what you do next. There are eyes everywhere watching from the corners in the shadows. I have a network that I’m going to utilize to keep you on a watch list. They will inform me when you get out of line. You might think leaving town is a good idea but my reach is long. Join the military and learn to be a better man,” I urged with my footsteps leading away from the crumpled heap lying on the floor.
I found Bethany leaning against the wall in the hallway looking at her cracked fingernails. She seemed perturbed and looked at me before brandishing her hand with two distinctive fingernails broken during the encounter.
“I don’t know where you came from but I’m grateful for the assist. We need to find Julie. That scum bag told me that his friend put the bug in his ear. Damian isn’t somebody that should be trusted. I know she would probably tell us that she can handle herself, but this is different. There’s no time to waste," she said with her fist pounding on the door across from us and rousing those inside from their slumber.
This was a woman on a tear and nobody was going to stand in her way. She wasn’t going to be convinced that Constance wasn’t in the room until the door opened at her insistence.
A man rubbing sleep from his eyes stared at her wearing his colorful heart boxer shorts.
“What is the meaning of this? I have to get up in two hours and et back on the road," he barked with his sentence cut short when Bethany raised a hand to silence his objections.
