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EIGHTEEN
Catalina
Iclose my eyes asI see Fynn's fist come down, but it does nothing to keep me from hearing the impact of it. This is all my fault! Poor Rob is going to have the shit beat out of him all because I was using him to get back at the Lords.
“Let me go, Oakley!” I struggle as he holds me tight against him.
“Not a chance, Kitty Cat. Open your eyes and watch your punishment.” The Lord tries ordering me.
“Like I want to watch them beat on a guy that can't defend himself!” I sneer.
“Oh, is that what's bothering you, Lovely Lina? Fine,” I hear the chains and take a peek to see Jett releasing Rob, “There, now he's not defenseless.” He then throws a punch, knocking the poor guy down on his ass.
“Jett! Stop this right now...I get it!” I scream at him.
“This isn't just about that, Catalina,” he states, then yanks Rob's head back by his hair, “Are you going to tell her what you were going to do, or should we?”
I'm confused by what Jett is saying, and I look at Rob for his reaction. He looks at me and then back to Jett, “I don't know what you're talking about! Cat, don't listen to them! They’re just jealous because you wanted me and not them!”
“What the hell are you guys talking about?” I ask, not paying attention to Rob's statement, but then Fynn sends his fist flying.
Blood pours from Rob's nose, and Fynn looks at his friend, “You may want to get a hit in, Oak.”
“Oh, I'm having fun watching,” he chuckles.
“Yeah, well, how about you watch this and then tell us you only want to watch us do the beat down.” Jett hands Oakley his phone, then looks at me and points to the fanny pack, “How about you look at what Pretty Boy is carrying around with him.”
I look over at the guy on the floor and then at his pack, “This is his stuff; I shouldn't...”
“Look inside, Catalina!” I jump as his voice echoes loudly down here. I faintly hear some of the audio from Jett's phone and glance at Oakley, “What is it?” I ask when I see his expression turning angry.
Oakley raises the phone, so we can both watch it, and my stomach turns right away. There is Rob in his toga, fucking some girl in the bathroom. He told me he would use the restroom and walk me back to the Sorority house.
The video is like a train wreck; I can't look away. When my name is mentioned, rage fills me, especially after seeing the pills Fynn pulls from the fanny pack. I tear open the pack, and there they are, a baggy full of little white pills.
Throwing the pack to the floor, I rush over and jump on top of the piece of shit. I slam my own fist down on Rob's face repeatedly, “You motherfucker! You were going to drug me? I was nothing but nice to you, asshole!”
When he starts swinging back at me and knocks me in the jaw, Oakley blows a gasket and pulls me from him, taking over on the beating. I'm trying to kick out at him, but Jett keeps pulling me further away as he laughs.
“Down Killer...”
