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Oakley steps into Dani's space and glares down at her, “Who do you think you are, coming in here and threatening us? We are doing what we can to protect your friend, so she will not leave here until we say so!”
“Whoa, what's going on here?” Sean asks as he tops the steps.
“Control your fucking toy, Sean, or else I will!” I watch my friend take another step toward the female, making her have to step back.
“I'm not afraid of you, Harris, or any of you Lords for that matter!” The little spitfire turns her attention to me, and I step forward, bringing myself to my full height while Sean tries pulling Dani back.
“You better stop while you're ahead, little girl. Just because you're Cat's friend does not mean you are untouchable.” I stand beside Oakley, and I see Jett stand on his other side, “Threaten us again, and you will see why nobody fucks with us.” I grit my teeth.
“I will go to the police!” She huffs and crosses her arms.
I chuckle and bend down, so I'm face to face with the little one, “My uncleisthe police, so go right ahead. You've forgotten that we run this fucking town. It's not just Helshire's campus. Our families make this town, so how about you go back to your dorm and shut the fuck up. Catalina will call you when WE say she can call you.”
“So, she is here! Why can't I see her now?” The female just won't stop.
I grab her upper arm and drag her toward the stairs, “For Christ's sake! If it will shut you the fuck up and get you to leave, I will show you your fucking BFF!” I yank her upstairs and drag her to my room. Unlocking the door, I open it and find my Little Saint passed out, just like I knew I would, “She is on painkillers right now, so as soon as she's better, I'm sure she will call you.” I pull her back downstairs and shove her toward Sean, “Get her the fuck out of our sight!”
“Wait!” She calls out, and I roll my eyes, “Why is she on painkillers? Was she hurt?”
“That's usually what happens when stalkers get a hold of their victims,” Jett states snidely.
She gasps, “Her stalker finally got to her? What did they do?”
“He stabbed her with a fucking scalpel...that's what he did!” I scowl.
“He? Did you see him then? Who is it?” What the fuck is up with all the questions, sheesh?
“Don't fucking worry about it. Our girl took care of him on her own,” Oakley states proudly, “Now, leave before we call the police on you for trespassing!” I grunt in agreement before we all three turn and head back upstairs, making sure to lock the door behind us.
THIRTY-EIGHT
Catalina
When I next wake up, I find myself cocooned in warmth from the shelter of large arms. I'm lying on my uninjured side as, who I presume to be Fynn, spoons me from behind. My mouth is parched, but Fynn's arms tighten automatically when I try to free myself.
I stretch my arm toward the bedside table where a water bottle sits, but it's just out of my reach. Again, I attempt to remove the large arms, but I'm pulled backward this time. Finally, I've had enough, and I have no choice but to wake Fynn up because I now have to use the bathroom.
