"Stop that."
I jumped slightly as my eyes shot over to the familiar hulking form standing in the doorway of my bathroom. I always forget how tall Derek is until I'm standing right next to him. Or in this case in front of him.
"Stop what?" my brows...
"what the fuck?!" I slammed my fists against the table, making the glass milkshake cups rattle. My eyes scanned wildly over the disturbing photos in my hands.
What kind of sick bastard takes pictures of this shit? It's fucking disgusting! I'll kill the fucking bastard!
They were of Cas's half naked body lying limply on the bed and you can clearly see it in her eyes just how terrified and incoherent she is. You can clearly see Bryce Collins groping at her left breast that is just barely covered by her light pink bra. Tanner McLaughlin was also seen in the photo caressing the side of her face with the back of his hand, a twisted smile on his face.
The only person missing in all of these disgusting photos was Thomas Agulara.
Someone had to take these photos and Thomas Agulara was the only other person who was in the room. So it would make sense that he should be the main suspect.
I could feel myself practically vibrating in anger as I tried to calm myself down so I didn't scare Cas more than she already is. I shoved the photos back into the envelope, throwing it into my bag. carefully grabbing Cassandra's hand, I stood up from the table, throwing a twenty on the table before pulling her out of the Diner.
"wait! Where are we going?!" she squeaked, stumbling behind me. I didn't respond, too afraid that I might snap right here in front of all these people who are watching the scene unfold in front of them.
"shit..." I mumbled to myself when I saw Derek and Jeremy heading in our direction. I had been avoiding them for a couple of days because I could feel myself growing attached to them and I didn't want that. It was too late to turn the other way because Derek waved while Jeremy called out to me.
I ignored them, storming my way over to Cassandra's car.
"Red! Wait up!"
"Not now, Wilder!" I yelled behind me, hearing his boots thudding on the concrete behind me at a fast pace to catch up. When I felt him rest a hand on my shoulder, I snapped.
In an instant I had Derek pinned against Cas's car, my forearm pressing down on his best because he's much taller than I am. "I fucking said, not. Now!" I was seething, breathing heavily as I glared into his eyes. I was practically shaking in anger and could just barely make out the small scream that fell from Cas's mouth.
Derek remained calm, despite the fact that I was probably crushing his ribs. slowly, he lifted his hands in the air beside his head to show that he wasn't a threat. He's treating me like I'm a wild animal, but I guess that analogy wouldn't be too far off right now.
