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The dude laughed again. “Fuck off, bro. You’re at my frat’s party, and maybe if that chick didn’t take up as much surface area as she does, I wouldn’t have spilled my drink on her.”
He was obviously calling me fat, which was weak. Guys like that took cheap shots, but I didn’t give a fuck about what he thought about my looks. I started to tell him that, but Bru’s fist came out of nowhere. He hit the guy right in his jaw, and I’d never seen such a thing.
Bru landed him out. Like one punch, and the guy was on the floor. Someone in the room shouted. A scream followed, and I didn’t realize why until it hit me that Bru went to the floor with the guy. He got on top of him, his fists flying.
He didn’t stop.
Hit after hit Bru’s fists came down. They drove into the guy’s face, the same area over and over.
“Bru!”
He didn’t hear me, continually socking the guy. Blood left the frat dude’s nose, his mouth, and all of it covered Bru’s fists. The frat guy didn’t even have his eyes open, clearly unconscious, and I grabbed at Bru’s shirt. “Bru, stop! You’re killing him!”
Bru stopped then, froze. His hand came up, and he stared at it with wild eyes. It was like he’d gone into some kind of violent haze.
And he was shaking. He was shaking so bad when he got up and looked at me. “Fawn…”
He almost sounded confused like he had been in a haze. He glanced down at the frat guy, and his eyes twitched wide. As if he was seeing what he’d done for the first time, which didn’t make sense. I stepped forward. “Bru—”
He backed off. Like I’d burn him if I touched him. People were still screaming, and some guy was on his knees tapping the frat dude’s face. Eventually, the frat guy woke up, shaking his head. Regardless, someone said to call 911, and Bru looked at me. He lifted his hands. “I should go.”
“Bru—”
“I need to find my sister, Bow, I…” He started to walk off in a random direction, but I guided him another way.
“No, I’ll find her. I’ll find them. You go.” He probably shouldn’t stick around any longer anyway. Someone could call the cops or something.
He didn’t even argue. Like he really was completely out of it. It scared me as much as what I’d seen him do. I’d never seen him act in such a way, so violent.
I lost him in the crowd of people, and once the frat guy was up on his feet, people started to calm down a bit. A couple dudes got him on the couch, and I left to find Sloane and Bow. It wasn’t a huge house, but there were a few bathrooms.
I ended up on the second floor, and it was much quieter up there. I called out their names, opening random doors. Eventually, I tried to call them both, but the reception was kind of shoddy out here, and neither call went through.
That was when I heard the rumbling.
It was low at first, tame, but then it crashed and roared. The dimly lit hallway exploded with light, lightning flashing through the window.
Oh, God. No. Please.
Rainfall charged above me. It hit hard, and I fell to my knees.
No…
I grabbed my legs, but when lightning hit the hallway again, I crawled into another room. I didn’t know where I was or what kind of room it was. I just knew I was in a corner, my arms around my legs, as I prayed for silence. Relief. I closed my eyes, and all I could see was my dad’s car flipping and me inside it at the wheel…
My dad.
I saw him in his final moments, my father. I saw the life leave his eyes as he reached out for me. I drove, and he wanted to save me. I watched my father die in that storm.
And a part of me died that day too.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Ares
By the time we got to the remote cabin surrounded by woods, we were soaked. I say we because Dorian ended up sprinting the five miles with me. He was ride-or-die and barely asked any questions along the way. I told him the situation anyway, though, and he already knew about Fawn’s aversion to cars to some extent. I never went into details about it with him, but he knew she didn’t like them.
Dorian hadn’t known anything about the storm thing, though, but I knew he’d probably be alongside me even if he hadn’t. I hadn’t been treating my friend great lately, any of them, but they were there for me.
