My Step Brother's Obsession - Carly #2

Integration

Damon Mcalaghan

"Fucking finally. Let's get her back to the shack, let Ethan deal with her."

"She'll be okay won't she?"

"She'll be fine now let's go before the rest of them, fucking losers release we've gone."

I haul her over, my shoulder, damn this girl sure is dead weight. "Come on, we best head back to the shack Ethan and Alijah are waiting for us."

"I hope the little artwork doesn't do anything stupid Ethan has waited a long time to get his pent-up anger out on her."

"I hope so too or this was for nothing."

He nodded in agreement and we made our way through the woods to the place no one would think of looking for, a run-down shack which was once used for the campers but too many complained the place was haunted.

Pft whatever.

Ethan uses to put fear into the new campers, let's see if it works with Carly Evans, she seems a thought cookie and if it wasn't for the hatred he held towards her I would have been more, than happy to have her at camp, so would Conrad he's got a bigger boner for her than I have.

I've always liked feisty girls, who speak their s. And Carly Evans is the most girl I've ever had the pleasure of meeting.

Let's hope she and Ethan can sort their differences out. She's the only camper that has times close to ours.

She's yet to do one-on-one combat, but that's all to come if she decides to come back during the summer holidays.

"What are you thinking about Damon?"

"About how different things would be if they got along and Ethan got all of the shit off his chest maybe then they can be friends."

"You wish D. He hates her guts and until she knows why he won't be at peace with his shirt life and the asshole father of his keeping him on tight strings."

"He's nineteen dude, he does not need to appease that prick of a father of his. What he does he's never fucking satisfied. Ethan won't be happy until he's away from that toxic SOB."

"True words brother, true words."

We hiked the rest of the way to the shack, Conrad opened the door and I nodded, as thanks. I hauled knocked out early Evans inside and closed the door behind me.

Ethan looked at me and Conrad. "About fucking time, where the fuckin hell did you two goons get to?"

"Chill your beans bro, this chick sure knows how to talk."

"And she tried to slip us, but we're too clever for her shit. We had to use the Chloroprene to shut her the fuck up and get her here."

"Put her in the chair and tie her up. I don't want her trying to escape, she needs to know what she's done to my family."

"Sure Ethan, whatever you think is best."

"Are you going against my orders lieutenant?"

"No sarg, just are you sure that's necessary?"

"I'm sure. now do as you're asked, lieutenant."

"Sarg."

I looked at Conrad and nodded, personally, I think Ethan is taking this too far there's no need to tie her to a fuckinig chair there are four of us here any of us can fucking grab her and I know Conrad will have no trouble putting her in a bear hug and neither will I for that matter.

We walked over to the room and placed her on the chair and Conrad tied her wrist behind the spokes.

"Now all we have to do is wait," Ethan said.

We nodded and waited.

Ethan became more and more agitated as time went on, unsure how long he had gotten before someone showed up.

"How much of that shot did you use Dom?"

"Not much, just enough to put her out for a while."

He nodded, walked away and grabbed a bucket full of cold water, it sloshed and split as he strode back over.

He grabbed the bottom of the bucket and anchored it so that all of the water went directly all over her.

She coughed and spluttered.

"Time to wake up bitch."

Carly

I coughed almost choking. What in the actual fuck? All I remember was running cross-country, Charlie stopping and telling me to carry on and that he would catch up with me once he had caught his breath.

I continued running, and then those two goons from the other camp caught up with me. I looked around the dusty surroundings and then at the four males in front of me. Fuck I was in some shit I tried to move the ropes cut into my wrists.

"Why then fuck am I tied to this fucking chair?"

"So you don't run, Evans."

I looked at the two goons agitated and disgusted they had to stoop so low to talk to me. "You drugged me!"

"You wouldn't shut the hell up, we had no choice, you obviously wouldn't have come silently."

"No shit." I looked around. "What's all this about?"

"Me."

I looked at the dark-haired and dark-eyed male who began to walk forward. "And you."

"No shit Sherlock. But what I want to know is why? I don't even fucking know you."

"Well let me tell you a little about myself shall I?"

"If it makes you sleep better at night, go ahead."

I heard his friend snigger. He cut his eyes at them and then looked darkly at me.

"Ethan Hollingway age 19, Sargent Holingway of camp Holingway. Caspian Hollingway; my uncle."

Well no shit. What I want to know is why he's talking in Army Gargan. "Get to the point Ethan, this is getting rather boring. Tell me what you want me to know."

"Ever heard of Seth Holingway?"

"Not really."

"He's my Father."

Oh, now it all made sense. Bulldog and Kyler had briefed me about him, but I couldn't care less, it had nothing to do with me so why was he bringing me into it?

"What's this got to do with me?"

"Everything."

"You'll have to explain everything, I'm a little dumb."

The rest of them laughed though he didn't find it to be funny.

"Hope Evans."

"My mother, what the fuck has she got to with any of this?"

"She was here at camp with my father."

"Again, what's it to do with me?"

"Do you know anything about my father and your mother?"

"Again no, what is this twenty questions or a fucking interrogation?"