Shattered

Chapter 14 Kristin

"How people treat you is their karma; how you react is yours." Wayne Dyer

Katy walked in the family room behind Kristin. The First 48 on A & E, a show about murder, was playing and Phil, Brody and Tommy were sprawled out in different areas of the sectional.

"Your parents are going to kill you tomorrow," Katy said.

"Yep," Kristin admitted. "But, Mark Harber is having make-up sex with Bradley in her bedroom right now, so what are they really going to say about these guys who aren't sleeping in my room?"

"Mark is not having sex with your sister," snapped Brody.

"Damn straight he's not," Conner appeared with Cassie at his side. She mildly growled at Kristin and then went to investigate Tommy, the only one she had never met before.

"I love how that cute fuzzy dog hates you so much," Brody laughed.

"Why do you hate me so much?" questioned Kristin. "I've never done anything to you."

Brody lifted his head from the medium sized couch pillow and let his mouth flow. "Your whole demeanor just screams huge bitch. I mean, you speak about your own sister with disgust and, who can forget about that humiliating video you sent out about her to everyone. People are always going to look at her and laugh because of what you did."

Out of the corner of her eye, Kristin caught Conner looking disgusted. There were four strange boys sleeping under his roof and Conner must feel completely defeated. He slowly backed out of the room and Cassie ran after him.

"Phil, can I talk to you?" Kristin asked.

"Nope," Brody answered for Phil. Phil and Tommy laughed.

"This isn't funny," snapped Kristin. "You can't come into my house and treat me like shit."

Brody sat up. "You came into my house last night, on my birthday, sent a cruel video about your sister viral and then tried to kill her."

"WHAT THE???" sneered Kristin as she gritted her teeth. Phil lunged at Kristin and pulled her into the kitchen. She kicked her legs trying to free herself from his hold but he towered over her small frame. "GET HIM OUT NOW!"

"Calm down," Phil commanded. She tore at his arms. "I'm serious! I'm a lot stronger than you and I'll take you down!"

"FUCK YOU!" Kristin spat.

Kristin felt her feet lift and she was pinned on the marble floor on her back a second later. "Calm down," Phil spoke slowly and forcefully. His hands were securely fastened around her wrists. Her heart was pounding and every inch of her skin was crawling with anger.

"GET OFF ME!"

"I'm going to need you to calm down first. You went from zero to sixty in two point four seconds."

Kristin turned her head away from Phil. She couldn't stand to look at him while he exerted control over her, physically. He was a guest in her house. Brody had verbally attacked her, so Phil physically attacked her and now he was demanding that she calm down. It was a great betrayal and it was absolutely infuriating.

"Get...off...me," she seethed.

Phil's fingers loosened and he shifted his weight giving her just enough wiggle room to get out from underneath him. She bounced to her feet and slowly backed to the other side of the granite kitchen island. Phil was standing now, his hands outstretched defensively. Kristin inhaled deeply and glared at the boy she was once obsessed with, the one she thought she couldn't live without. They stood on opposite sides of the island assessing each other, bracing for the other to make a move. Kristin could slowly feel her body releasing the tension, decreasing the anger to explode again.

"Are you done?" Phil asked after several minutes of silence.

"Are you?" Kristin challenged.

"You're the one that lost your cool."

"You're the one that drop kicked me to the floor!" she spat.

He shrugged his shoulders. "You were out of control."

"That's no excuse to manhandle me!" Kristin shouted. "I'm a girl! You can't just assault me like you can your friends!"

"You're right," admitted Phil. "And, I'm sorry. It's just I didn't want you to get into it physically like you did with Bradley the other night."

Of course, it was all about Bradley. Kristin was so sick of everyone being worried about poor Bradley. "That's none of your business," she defended. "And, that's long over with. Is that why you're here? It's all about Bradley all the time, isn't it? Well, your best friend is upstairs taking care of precious Bradley so why don't you take the rest of your a-hole friends and get out of my house." Phil stood his ground making Kristin's blood boil. "Leave," she challenged. "You can't just control me like you control everyone else. You snap your fingers and everyone just jumps at your command."

"Alright, princess," Phil sneered. "We'll leave. Because, you're right, it is all about Bradley."