The Bad Boy Returns

Chapter 26: It's All My Fault

*graphic description if you get triggered easily don't read.
SHANE'S POV
"Long time no talk buddy. What do you want to talk about?" Nate asks trying to act nonchalant.
"I want to talk about what you did to me." I explain.
"Oh you heard about that. My bad. Those words weren't meant for your ears." He chuckles.
"I want you to tell me why you did this to me. I know you told Kat that it was because of her, what does that mean? Were you just trying to rattle her up."  I ask, impatiently.
He looks around taking his sweet time examining everything. He seems to understand that he has to talk at this point.
"No I wasn't lying. I really did do it because of her." He admits.
"But what does that mean?" I clench my jaw.
"It means I know you were there that night. I know you saw what happened or at least the end of what happened. And I wanted to make sure you couldn't tell anybody, not that they'd believe you." He leans closer to my face. "That's why we stopped being friends right? Because you knew what had happened and you couldn't stand the sight of me." He growl. "But not only were you disgusted with me for what I did but because it happened to the girl you've been in love with for as long as I've known you." I stand up feeling sick to my stomach. He's enjoying this. He enjoys the fact that I know he raped Kat and I can't do anything about it.
"You sick bastard! How could you do that to her? She treated you like you were a damn saint!" I yell not caring who's around.
"Well since we are revealing everything I might as well tell you the rest." He sighs, acting like this is not a big deal.
"I wasn't dating her because I liked her I was with her because someone paid me to be." He explains as I clench my fists. "Someone paid me to hurt her, although I enjoyed it and I did it to spite you. I knew how much she meant to you." He smirks.
I'm going to throw up. This is not happening.
"Who? Who paid you?" I demand sick of this conversation.
He smirks with a little twinkle in his eyes. "That best friend of her's. What's her name Brit?" He says. I freeze and my  heart stops. This is impossible. How is this happening right now. I swear I am going to kill her. "What do you mean to spite me?" I ask, shaking with anger. "I mean it was your idea." He says. "No! I would never do that to someone! You asshole!" I scream in his face. "You're the one who said to go for her, when I asked if I could have her that day." He explains.
"Oh my god I'm gonna puke! I said go for her as in make a move, I was trying to be a supportive friend, even though I couldn't stand the sight of you with her." I yell, trying to explain.
"That was the next move for me, so thank you for your support." He nods.
"You know she kept screaming out for  her dad the whole time while he was probably drinking away as his daughter was being-" I punch him through the bar, tears welling in my eyes. The rest is a blur. I'm pulled away by a officer as they escorted me outside leaving me alone.
He thought I said yes to him raping her. Oh my god! I look down to see my hands shaking. This is my fault!
I could've stopped it. I should've tried harder to stop it.

"I'm sorry son, it's for your own good." My step dad says letting the police officers handcuff me. My mom was crying out begging them to stop taking me. I didn't mean for the prank to go this far, it was just a joke.
They drag me outside and walk me down the street where they parked their car.
I turn my head and see Nate's car parked across the way.  I keep looking as I see his car door open. Someone is thrown out of the car. I try to look closer through the rain and see Kat with no clothes on the side of the road, crying in pain and agony. I see blood running down her legs.
Immediately I know what happened and I attempt to break free and help her. I was astonished that my supposed best friend had done something so vile.
"I have to- don't you see?!" I yell at the officers as they pull me back. "She's hurt- I have to-!" I keep trying to stop them but they pulled me in to the car shutting me up. I bang on the door as they drive away in anger.
"I have to help her." I repeated over and over. Not believing what my eyes had witnessed.

I sit in my car silently in front of the station. Tears threatening to fall. I drive home at a fast speed thoughts flying through my head. I am determined to put this torture to and end one way or another. Kat won't have to live like this forever. I walk up to my room ignoring my moms call for me to come eat. I walk into my bathroom with my fists clenched. I stand in front of the sink, bending over it. I feel like someone punched me in the gut. I have a sick feeling running through my body. I look up at myself in the mirror. I stare blankly ahead with a vacant stare before smashing my fist into the mirror with a rage I've never felt before. I break down sinking to my knees in anger, grabbing my throbbing hand. The mirror is cracked and covered in blood. My mom barges in standing there in shock. "Shane! What happened?" She asks kneeling down next to me.
"It's all my fault." I mumble. She pulls me into her embrace. "What?" She asks.
"It's-it's my fault. It's all my fault." I repeat over and over again,shaking. The tears from earlier trickle down my face.
"Honey, I need you to tell me what happened." My mom grabs my bloody hand. "I can't mom. It's my fault. I can't. She's never going to forgive me."I mumble. "If she finds out she would never forgive me." I choke out
"Who? Kat? Is this about what happened to her?"She asks. I look up in shock. "How do you-" I start asking. "I'm a psychiatrist honey. I can tell from a mile away that something happened to her." My mom explains. "Why didn't you tell me?" I ask. "I don't want to assume anything and I wasn't sure because I don't know any details. But it looks like you do." She looks at me. "I'm not going to make you tell me until you want to or are losing control of the situation." I nod.
She brings me back into my room and we both settle on my bed. I lay my head in her lap and she combs through my hair. Something she used to to when I was having a bad day or in an angry mood.
I might tell her more but not until I know more.
I don't get any sleep that night.

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The next morning I go pick up Kat pretending everything is normal. We are sitting in the car silently until she speaks up.
"I heard what happened last night." She says. I turn to her quickly.
"What?" I breathe.
"How you went to go talk to Nate. The detective found out." She explains.
"Oh." I breath out. "Yeah I know it was stupid, but I needed answers." I explain.
"Did you get them. Your answers?" She asks.
"Not really, he was just being an ass as usual." She nods and we enter back into silence.
We finally arrive at school and I rush out leaving her behind. "What are you doing?" She asks. I turn around. "I've gotta do a homework thing. I'll find you at lunch." I say walking away.
I search around the school, looking through all the halls until I find her. Brit.
"I need to talk to you." I pull her into a secluded area.
"What are you doing Shane?" She pulls her arm away from me.
"I know what you did. " I say in her face.
"Paying Nate to ruin your best friends life. That's sick." I explain.
"How did you find out about that?" She asks nervously. "Nate, spilled it to me. What kind of person pays another person to rape their best friend?!" I whisper-yell at her.
"Wait hold on! Did you say rape?" She asks confused. "No! I would never! I payed him to dump her and leave her on the side of the road that's it. I would never want that to happen to her!" She seems genuinely concerned.
"You really didn't know?" I ask, wondering if she's telling the truth.
"No I swear. Why the hell would he do that?" She asks.
"Hell if I know. I thought you were behind it." I admit.
I back up from her letting her leave.
This just got interesting.
I head to my class and sit next to Kat as usual. I stare at her wondering how she could go through life with those memories following her everyday. She seems so strong you wouldn't even know.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" She asks, scrunching her eyebrows. My gaze lingers as I answer her.
"Sorry." I say simply.
"Are you ok?  Did you get any sleep last night?" She asks, concerned.
"Uh not really. I couldn't stop thinking about what Nate said...to you in the courtyard." I try to cover up.
"Yeah I know."
"It's ok Shane. The truth will come out eventually."
"That's what I'm afraid of."

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