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"Where is she?" I growl, my eyes holding his and my fists curling at my sides.
"Why, you want to fuck her again? You might as well, it's not like I want to. She's used goods. Dirty," he spits, making me see red, but I keep myself locked in place for now, until I know where she is and that she's safe. "She's fucking useless too. It's only any good when I force her."
"You fucking cunt," I growl. "Where is she?" At my question, Kenny comes stumbling through the crowd as if someone just pushed her.
"Conner," she breathes, looking up at me with a wince.
My heart jumps into my throat, and my nails pierce the skin of my palms. The anger I've barely been managing to contain all these weeks bubbles over.
She’s got a fucking black eye and a split lip.
"You motherfucker," I roar, flying toward the cunt who thinks it's acceptable to put his hands on a woman.
My first hit feels just as satisfying as I hoped it would. His nose crunches against my knuckles as it explodes with blood.
"Conner," Kenny screams from behind me as I continue laying into Warren.
I get him to the floor, but hands grab both of my arms.
"Kennedy, we need to get Kennedy," Ace growls in my ear, but we're too slow, because some guy I vaguely recognize from Heights High steps to me as all hell breaks loose around us.
I shoot Shelbie a look. "Get her the fuck out of here," I shout before the guy lunges for me. Thankfully, Cole and Ace release me in time.
Men shout and grunt as they're all dragged into the fight, girls scream, and furniture gets broken as the brawl continues. I have no clue where my brothers go, and I have even less of an idea as to what the officers are doing, but more importantly, I've lost fucking Warren.
I try looking around as I push the guy away from me and into a nearby table before another comes at me.
Getting a few seconds of relief, I back away from the groaning guy at my feet and race toward the bar where Shelbie is. "Where is she? Where the fuck is Kenny?"
Tears are streaming down Shelbie's cheeks and my heart damn near stops beating as realization hits me. "I... I don't know, Conner. She was right beside me and then... and then she wasn't. I don't know," she sobs.
"Fuck," I bellow, running back into the thick of it to find Warren.
But as expected, he's nowhere to be seen either.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Kennedy
“Warren, just stop... please...” The words die on my tongue as he yanks me toward his beat-up car.
“Let’s see how Jagger likes it when I disappear with his favorite toy,” he sneers, yanking open the trunk. “Get in.”
“W-what?”
“You heard me. Stupid fucking bitch, get in the trunk.”
“No, I’m not get—"
He grabs me and folds me in his arms. I kick and scream, I even bite down hard on his arm, but he’s too strong and I feel a little woozy from where he hit me earlier.
“We can do this the hard way,” he growls, “or we can do this the really hard way.”
The venom in his voice sends chills down my spine and my body goes limp. I can’t win here, and no one is coming to save me. We left a war zone; people fighting and wrecking Shelbie’s dad’s bar.
I curl into a ball, dragging in a big lungful of air.
“Good girl.” He curls his fingers over the edge of the trunk. “Happy birthday, baby. This will be one you’ll never forget.”
