Page 270 of Second Chance Trouble


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“Now,” I said between pants, “You’re gonna apologize.”

“I’m sorry,” he said looking at me like he was about to cry.

“Not to me you stupid piece of shit. To him.”

He was scared to take his eyes off of me but eventually he looked Kendall in the eyes.

“I’m sorry,” he mumbled.

“I didn’t hear you,” I growled.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry, Kendall.”

“For what?” I asked.

“For making your life hell. For being an asshole to you. For everything. I’m sorry for everything. I’m sorry, man. I’m just sorry,” he said before bursting into tears.

I backed off of the asshole deciding that he got the point. I looked back at Kendall. I was amazed that nothing he saw had phased him. The man was stone-cold.

“What do you think? Do you think he meant it? Or should I beat the crap out of him some more?”

“I meant it. I swear I meant it.”

“That’s good enough,” Kendall said relenting.

“Are you sure? Because I don’t mind.”

“No, please don’t. Please don’t,” Evan begged.

“No. I think I’m good.”

“Well, if you change your mind, just let me know. I’ll come back and we can do this to him again.” I turned to the guy in the bed. “Do you hear me? I could come back here at any moment for any reason, and you’ll never be able to see me coming. Maybe I’ll wait ‘til you’re asleep. Maybe I’ll snatch you when you’re going to your dealer. Or, maybe I’ll send someone else. It might be anyone around you. It could be any time.

“And, if you tell anyone who did this to you or why… fuck!” I said with a laugh. “This is gonna be our little secret. You hear me?”

“I hear you. Our little secret.”

“Good boy,” I said tapping him on the cheek. When he flinched, I knew my job was complete. “After you, I told Kendall directing him out.” I stepped back and looked at the guy on the bed one last time. “And, pull up your pants. Your dick is out.” I looked down at it and laughed. That was when I exited, closed the door behind me, and then ran through the living room.

“Let’s go,” I said dropping my casual attitude.

Hearing my urgency, Kendall jogged behind me. Leaving through the front door, we hurried across the road to my truck, got in, and pulled off.

Neither of us said a word for miles. As much of a badass as Kendall was being, I knew it was an act. He wasn’t that type of guy. He had probably never seen so much violence in his life.

I knew what I had done was wrong. Not for what I did to the waste of space I had beat the shit out of, but for what I did to Kendall. He would never be able to un-see what I did and he was never going to be able to look at me the same again.

“I’m sorry.”

As soon as I said it, Kendall burst into tears. With his face buried in his hands, he sobbed. I had really fucked up. Like always, I had taken things too far. I had lost control and had made everything ten times worse.

“Listen, you shouldn’t have had to see that. I lost control. It’s just that, when you told me what he did to you, I got so mad…”

That was when Kendall sat up, crawled on top of me, and kissed me. My cheek, my chin, my lips. I was still driving. I wasn’t sure what to do.

“Wait, I’m gonna pull over.”

That didn’t stop him. Even as I maneuvered to the side of the freeway, he was turning my face towards his. I could barely see as I brought the truck to a stop. And once I did, I pulled back the emergency brake and then did what I had been dreaming of doing from the moment I saw him.

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