CHAPTER 40

I take my hand and place it over his as we are friends but when I look into his eyes there is a dead feeling inside me and I can see his face register with an 'oh fuck' before he steps aside. Imelda looks at me and I see her nod, I reply and she proceeds to plow a path through Carlos's people who stop talking as my girls and I step through the crowd of maybe twenty or twenty five homies. Carlos is going off about letting her out as we round the corner and I can see Marta sitting at a picnic table facing him with her mother sitting next to her. All eyes are on me and mine as my girls stare down Marta from across the yard. I start my very slow walk and I feel a very empty and painful emotion as words just come out of me from a song long ago.

"My girl my girl don't lie to me, tell me where did you sleep last night. In the pines, in the pines where the sun never shines and I'll shiver the whole night through. My girl my girl where will you go, I'm going where the cold wind blows. In the pines, in the pines where the sun never shines and I'll shiver the whole night through," I sing stoically as I cross the yard.

Carlos sees where I'm going and he's telling me to stop while standing directly in my way but I will not be stopped. He's panicking and I watch as he pulls a gun and places the barrel against my chest telling me to stop. I keep singing and stare my friend in his eyes, I can see fear of me and looking at me he sees I have none and that scares him the most. I calmly place my hand on the pistol against my chest and slowly take it out of Carlos's hand and step past him as I cause one of my best friends to stand in terror as I pass.

I drop the gun, I won't need it for what I'm feeling right now and it's not my way. I finally finished my crossing and am standing in front of Marta. She's in plain jeans and a t-shirt as I stand there and motion for her to come to me. She is terrified and shaky as she stands up but I stop her at arm's length before turning my song into a scream at her letting my emptiness out as I remember everything I felt as I do. There I am with blood still on my face, tears in my eyes from a painful memory staring at the woman who attempted to steal my life from me in her face.

"My girl my girl don't lie to me, tell me where did you sleep last night! In the pines the pines where sun never shines and I shivered the whole night through! My girl my girl where did you go, I'm going where the cold wind blows," I scream at Marta as she breaks down and starts crying," In the pines the pines, where sun never shines and I shivered… the whole… night through."

I stop and want to fall down feeling drained emotionally and that's when I hear Marta speaking in Spanish. I don't know what she's saying but the look on her mother's face is one of horror and Carlos nearly knocks me over as he tries to figure out what his sister means by everything that she is confessing to. Imelda and Matty place their arms around me and help me step back before Imelda stands there looking at her cousins. Marta finishes her confession and stares up at Imelda. I can see just enough on Imelda's face to know where she is with her emotions, disgust and bitter resentment. Imelda takes a moment and spits on the ground right in front of Marta before turning back to me and coldly walking away. We leave the yard peacefully and Hector starts clearing out Carlos's crew before hopping into his own car and leaving himself. Back in the truck again with Matty and we're off for home with some somber emotions riding through everyone. Normally I'd stay and hammer the point home but this was too much for me but I had to do it now.

We arrive back at home and the girls lead me in as everyone is walking on eggshells around me and I finally let Imelda take me to a bathroom, the same one we had sex in the other night and clean the dried blood off of my face and out of my nose. She finishes and tries to leave but I close the door and I can tell she's hurting, we both are and it's that debilitating pain that just puts us in each other's arms. I don't know how long we're in there but knocking on the door to check if it's occupied has Imelda pulling herself together and we exit the bathroom past Ben who looks a little taken aback by me. I don't know what his deal is this time but I'm not in a mood for it as I head down stairs and see Loretta sitting on the couch and watching TV. Something inside me shifts a little bit and I find myself walking in and lying down on the couch facing the TV with my head on her lap. She doesn't turn the TV off but I get a blanket thrown over me and I just lay there as she strokes my head till I pass out.

I spend the remainder of Sunday mostly on the couch just being a bump people have to move around. Monday comes and goes along with Tuesday and I've just not been motivated to do anything. My friends are heading out to see the city still, some with Mr. Delauter, and some with Loretta or the girls. Mostly for those two days I just lay in bed and did not do much of anything, my girls dote over me like a wounded puppy but I just feel unmotivated. I actually catch Ben and Bethany having a go at each other hard and barely remember to take a couple pictures from the open doorway for Liz before heading back to my room. I'm waking up lazy on Wednesday and the girls apparently all have plans out for most of the day, Loretta attempts to talk to me about getting out and finding Jackie but even that doesn't seem important as I head back up to my room and hear my girls having a conversation where Katy is the one left standing in the room as my girls give me a hug each as they head out and I'm left alone with punk nurse.

An hour or two into everyone being gone puts me at about noon for the day and I'm just droning on TV. Katy is going through clothing and finally I'm watching her strip and put on some very 'fuck me' lingerie. I'm more curious than anything when she starts to model it in a mirror.

"You look really good," I tell her as I observe the black lacy corset and thong combo Katy is sporting.

"Yeah well I hope it works for what I have planned," Katy says not looking at me.

"What do you have planned," I ask just casually from the couch.

"Well I was talking to Mark Jr. and he told me about a frat house that he knows if I show up I can probably get fucked by at least seven or eight guys there," Katy tells me finally look at me with a serious expression.

"Are you fucking with me," I ask more than a little shocked by her statement.

"No, nobody is fucking with you, you aren't fucking with anyone. You don't want to do anything so I'm going to go test out some new guys and if everything works out I'll bring the rest of the girls down later this week," Katy says finding a pair of denim short shorts to put on.

"Wait you all are going to just start fucking around with other guys just because I'm not feeling well," I ask getting up off the bed to confront her.

"Listen to you," Katy says, leaving the room carrying a button up shirt," 'I'm not feeling well'. Did that bitch cut your balls off while she was at it?"

"Hey if anything like this happened to you I would wait and make sure you were better before trying anything," I tell Katy now, getting upset and following her, t minus 3.

"Yeah well we'd also be trying and you're just, well you're not even crying which makes me wonder which would be more sad," Katy almost spits out at me starting to head down the stairs, t minus 2.

"Listen I know I'm not in the right head space but you want to just go out and fuck some random college guys because I'm having problems," I say raising my voice as we get down the stairs, t minus 1.

"You know what Guy, fuck you. I'm tired of holding your fucking hand when we were all promised fun. We're not your girlfriends we're your fucking nurses. I'm not taking care of whatever this is you're calling yourself now because it's NOT the Guy I started dating, go find my number when he decides to come back," Katy says, starting to turn away and head towards the garage, and we have an ignition.

Everything in my body kicks back on and the surge of adrenaline that hits me puts me into a more action and less thought category as I cover a few feet of distance and snatch Katy by the back of her head with a handful of hair. Her whole body stiffens is I start to drag her in fucking heels back towards the stairs.

"Owww Guy, you're hurting me," Katy says as we get to the stairs.

"You said 'fuck you Guy' and now here you are having doubts," I tell Katy in a sinister tone while sitting her on her ass on the steps," Take it out."

"Guy you need to calm down," Katy says trying to right herself.

"Lazy fucking bitch, well here, let me do the work for you," I spit pulling my bed shorts down and freeing my cock.

"Guy I'm sorry…," is about as far as Katy gets when I grab the hair on the top of her head getting a yelp of surprise.

"Open your fucking cocksucker now," I order Katy as I rub my cock all over her makeup.

Cautiously Katy complies and I shove my cock into her mouth getting only half way inside. Katy tries to remove my hand from her head but I slap her a little on the cheek and that shocks her into putting her hands down to her sides. I'm not gentle as I use Katy's mouth as my own personal hard on maker, going from semi hard to raging bull in only about a minute of her sloppy face fucking.

"See now we're getting somewhere," I tell her pulling out of her mouth and smearing saliva on her face with my cock," Now take off your fucking clothes."

I watch Katy start to take off her shirt and hesitate for a moment. That's a bad move on her part because as soon as her shirt comes off I let go of her hair and grab her nipple, pinching it hard. She's groaning in pain or pleasure, I'm not sure which and she stops stripping.

"I said take your fucking clothes off now or I swear I will pinch your nipple so fucking hard you'll be able to use a pencil as a fucking piercing," I growl twisting lightly.

Katy adjusts her ass and pulls the shorts off and kicking her heels off to the floor past me, I release her nipple and grab the very punk belt from her shorts. It's all leather and studs but in my hands it's a fucking instrument of punishment forged by the Devil himself.

"Up the stairs now," I tell Katy who stands up and starts to head up when I just use the tip and connect it with her ass.

"I am going, Guy I'm sorry I'm doing it," Katy howls in pain as her knees buckle.

"Now you're getting the idea, you want to be fucked like a bitch you can crawl up the fucking stairs like a bitch," I tell her as I adjust the belt to get a little more length out of it.