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Matt promised he would call and let me know when he was taken into custody and when he made bail. We traded numbers before he allowed us to go.
I placed Lennox into the passenger side of my truck and took my seat behind the wheel. Lennox scooted over and rested her head against my shoulder.
The ride home was quiet. I knew she had a lot on her mind and she would talk when she was ready. I didn’t want to push her, I could have lost her.
I think we were both in shock. She kept her blanket pulled around her with her head resting on my shoulder while she stared out the window, unmoving.
I was worried he had pushed her over the edge this time. How long can a person keep living life normally while being harassed, stalked, and beaten?
The drive home couldn’t have ended soon enough. The moment I pulled into the driveway, I threw the truck in park and was around the vehicle in seconds. I pulled Lennox into my arms and walked her into the house for the first time since we arrived home.
I rushed her up the stairs and sat her on the bed. The room was dark, I didn’t bother turning on the lights. I pulled off her shoes and clothes and carried her to the shower.
I turned on the hot water and set her on her feet while I stripped off my bloody clothes. I knew Lennox, she wanted to try and wash away the memories of the evening.
With the water as hot as we could stand it, I picked her up again and stepped into the shower. The second the water hit me, I looked to the shower floor to see the water stained with blood. I washed her hair and face free from the blood I had gotten on her.
When we were both clean and free of blood, she curled to my side, crying against my chest. I slowly slid down to the shower floor and held her against me while pushing her hair out of her face.
“You’re okay,” I whispered in her ear while she cried.
My heart was breaking that I couldn’t make her feel better. I wanted to take away her pain. Hell, I would have gladly traded her places so she didn’t have to feel all the emotion running through her.
The shocked state she was in, pissed me off. My chest hurt from trying to contain it. I couldn’t explode in front of her, that would have only scared her more. I swallowed down my anger, reminding myself that she needed me.
When the water ran cold, I wrapped us up in a towel and carried her to bed. I took my place next to her where she cuddled against me. She wrapped her arms around my stomach and got as close as she could. Within minutes, she was sound asleep in my arms.
It took me longer to fall asleep and when I did, I was woken up by a ringing phone. I reached for mine, but then realized it was Lennox’s. I carefully leaned over her and grabbed the phone off the table to see her dad’s picture on the screen. I knew he had heard about what happened at the shop.
“Hello?”
“Mason, is Lennox okay? Where is she?” he asked in a rush.
“She’s here with me, asleep. She’s okay, I got to her just in time.”
“It was Chris again, wasn’t it? I called the police station but they wouldn’t tell me anything.”
“It was Chris, but I don’t think we will be hearing from him again, he took quite a beating.”
I heard him let out a sound of relief. “But she’s okay?”
I nodded my head like he could actually see me, feeling a little relief myself. “She’s okay, I have her.”
“Okay. Thank you, Mason.” He was a little choked up, relieved and thankful his daughter was okay. “Please, tell her to call or come by tomorrow. Okay?”
“I will,” I promised. “Good night, Mr. Madison.”
After telling her dad and myself that I had her and that she was okay, I felt myself relax into a deep sleep.
I feltLennox stir in my arms and I opened my eyes to see her watching me. Immediately, I moved in. I placed my hands on either side of her face and pulled her lips to mine. She covered my hands with her own, wanting the kiss to last forever.
I pulled away but kept my eyes locked on hers. “Are you okay?”
She gave me a small smile and nodded. “I’m sorry if I scared you last night. I was just freaked out. I thought I was going to die.” Her eyes became filled with tears but she didn’t let them fall over.
I pulled her close. “I’m so sorry.” I pressed a kiss to her forehead. “I promise, he won’t bother us again. I think he learned his lesson.”
She pulled away quickly. “Did you kill him?” Her voice was an octave higher, filled with anxiety and stress.
