AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“You're driving; let's go,” I tell him, continuing to the door.
“Where are we going?” Oakley asks as he starts his Camaro.
“The lake,” is all I offer as an explanation.
He accepts it and drives the twenty minutes to get to the little shack by the lake. As soon as he shuts the car off, I jump out and head over to the rundown shack, where I can see a tiny light flicker inside, telling me they are already here. I turn to my friend and stop him from going any further.
“This little visit stays between you, me, and the person inside waiting.” I stare at Oak, barely seeing him through the black of night. It's cloudy, so even the moon is under the cover of clouds, but I still see my friend nod.
We continue until we reach the door, and I knock three times, “It's me.”
“Come in,” the familiar voice says, and I see Oakley stiffen when he also recognizes the voice.
Opening the door, we are met with a friendly grin, “Hello, boys, it's been a long time.”
“Mr. Pelletier...” Oakley and I say together.
“Oh stop...call me Blake,” He comes forward and hugs us both, “Where is that son of mine?”
“He doesn't know we're here,” I tell him, “He would be pissed if he knew,” I say to the man who is the spitting image of our best friend.
Jett's dad sighs, “Well then, what can I help you with?”
I glance at Oakley because he doesn't even know why I came here. When I turn back to Blake, I just say, “We need to know what's on the video from the night of your initiation into the Lords of Sin.”
Oakley
Isit downstairs inthe dark, contemplating whether I should try talking to Fynn since he's been ignoring us all for the last two days, when I catch him sneaking downstairs. I automatically think the worst, that he is leaving to hook up with some chick, but I'm way off.
I'm about to rip him a new asshole when he tells me to come with him, and I know right then that I had it wrong. I'm a lousy fucking friend. I should have checked on him sooner, but I thought he wanted time, and then to imagine the worst and believe he would do Kitty Cat dirty like that...what's wrong with me?
I'm happy to drive, no matter how far it is, but when he tells me we're going to the lake, so many questions start running through my head. However, he remains quiet the whole ride, and I feel like I should, too. He knows I'm there for him if he wants to talk.
Now, standing in the middle of the hunting shack in the dead of night, staring at our best friend's dad, Fynn drops the bomb. I wouldn't have thought to ask Jett's dad because he's been MIA for so long. He hasn't done well since losing his wife five years ago and is now also on the verge of losing his son.
“I don't know what you're talking about,” Blake turns away to stare out the window.
I stand back and let Fynn take the lead on this as he goes to stand beside Blake, “You know exactly what I'm talking about. We found the letter in the safe, but the video that was filmed that night seems to be missing.”
Blake stares at Fynn, studying the hard look on my friend's face, “You don't want to see what's on that tape anyway, Fynn.”
I've had enough of all this secrecy, and I step up to stand beside Fynn, “Who was it, Blake? Who was the girl you, Jakob, and my dad raped during your initiation?”
Jett's dad seems taken aback as he stares at us in disbelief, “You can't be serious. You think that we...”
“Don't try lying about it, Blake. It was all in Devlin's letter that he left. He said how he was the lucky one who had to stay back and record it while his other three friends had more of a physical hand in the rape.”
Blake runs his hand through his hair as he exhales, “Yeah, what he said was true. Your fathers and I had to help, but all we did was hold her down,” he's quick to say, “Don't get me wrong, holding her down is just as bad, but we weren't the ones to fuck her. Only the Lords did that.”
“Then why is this person coming after all of you, or should I say your offspring?” Fynn asks skeptically.
“The letters said that they wanted us to fess up...”
“So why not fess up?” I growl, “Catalina was taken and stabbed already, and then they tried to take us out in the fire! Do we mean so little to our parents?”
“NO! That's not it at all, Oakley. We have been working on this behind the scenes, but you must realize there is so much at stake here.” Blake holds his hands out pleadingly.
“The only thing at stake here is losing your kid, which, even if we win, you all can just go fuck off! My parents didn't even come to see me in the hospital...”
