Honey Stone

Out in the Cold

Buzz slammed his phone down and gripped the edge of his desk. She wouldn't have lied would she? Dammit all to hell. He threw himself up from his chair and stalked to the door. As he powered down the corridor with a murderous expression, he almost barged full force into Peter Harrington.

'Steady there Marcus, you almost knocked me on my ass. Everything okay?' He chuckled nervously as he read the expression on Buzz's face.

'Not really Pete, I need to find the custodian and get Honey Stone's locker open.' Buzz fumed

'Oh. Well that doesn't surprise me. That girl is trouble. No doubt you'll find all kinds of shit in there.' Peter said stupidly, forgetting who he was talking too.

'What's that supposed to mean?' Buzz growled.

'You know Marcus, that girls got herself tangled up with some cult or something. Comes in here covered in all that emo shit and got some deadbeat boyfriend that got himself shot up a while back. Wouldn't be surprised at all if she was the one that did it or someone else she was screwing.'

Marcus' blood was boiling and he gripped Peter Harrington by his shirt and thrust him into an empty classroom. Before he could react further, Buzz had planted him a blow straight into his guts. As Peter doubled over, Buzz grabbed him upright. He was still spluttering  but Buzz,  with a deadly calm that had the assistant principle quaking said 'Now listen up you piece of shit, I'm going to say this very clearly so you understand. Honey is a good kid who just wants to get good grades, her boyfriend is a friend of mine and also a good kid and his shooting was nothing to do with her. She's not in a cult, she's a part of a motorcycle club, my motorcycle club. So you utter another word about any of us, especially her and I'll tear your tongue straight from your head. Do you hear me?'

 Peter staggered slightly as Buzz let him go 'I'm sorry Marcus, I forgot you were one of them.'

'Yeah, Honey told me what you said to her that day. You'd best pray her boyfriend never finds out, he'll flay you alive.' Marcus snapped before crashing out of the room and going in search of his custodian.

Ten minutes later her was in front of Honeys open locker and five minutes after that he was back at his desk staring at the mountain of notes that he'd discovered. What he'd read on the few he'd picked up made his blood chill.

Why hadn't she told him? Why hadn't she told anyone? This must have been going on some time.

burn in hell bitch

bang bang you're dead

next time its you

I'm coming for you

Buzz picked up another and almost roared in anger

Do you think they can protect you

another

Imagine how pretty your blood will look when we cut your throat

Buzz dropped the paper and picked up his phone and rang his president.

In less than half an  hour Honey was stood in Buzz's office with Tommy, Nash and Preach. She couldn't look at the pile of paper or the faces of any of the men in the room. She wanted to curl up and die of shame and guilt. It looked so damning all laid out like this.

'Do you want to tell us what has been going on here?' Buzz started quietly. Honeys throat was tight and she couldn't form words. She tried to shake her head but that didn't happen either, she just hunched further and wrapped her arms around herself tighter.