DISTANT

Chapter 20

Nate's Point Of View

Nate laid on his back on the couch of his therapist's office. The words of his shrink just flowed through one ear and out the other.

All he could think about was how he almost killed Zayna. But that Kyle guy had it coming.

Flashback

"Yeah, I just took care of her until she got better." He replied when he slammed his locker shut.

"Hey man, what did the locker ever do to you? What's up?" Asked his best friend, Ashton.

They began walking to the science block for their Physics class.

"Nothing it's just that she has a boyfriend already and Taylor is still on my case."

Ashton said something but he didn't really listen. There was the sound of crying, coming from around the corner.

"Hey Ash. Shut up a sec." He said when he slowly walked towards the sound of sobs.
"F**k you man. You don't tell me to shut up I - -" His voice came out muffled when Nate slammed his hand on Ashton's mouth.

The cries became louder but this time there was another voice. He looked over at Ashton who was shooting daggers at him. He placed his finger on his mouth and pointed towards his ear. He listened carefully then nodded his head, indicating that he heard it too.

Slowly they turned around the corner. The sight in front of him made his blood boil and steam came out of his ears.

Davina was pushed against the wall with Kyle kissing/biting her neck. His hands slid into her skirt, hot tears fell from her eyes when she tried to push him away but he was too strong.

"GET THE F***K AWAY FROM HER, YOU PRICK!!!!" Shouted Nate.

He rushed forward grabbing Kyle, throwing him against the row of lockers. Meanwhile Ashton crouched down next to Davina and picked her up, taking her away from the sight in front of her.

"What the hell man? Can't a brother have some fun?" Asked Kyle, rubbing the back of his head.

"Keep your dirty hands away from my cousin!" Growled Nate, clenching and unclenching his fists to avoid doing something that he would regret.

He let out a dark laugh, "Nate, Nate, Nate. How can you not see that she wanted me. She practically forced herself on me until I took over."

He stayed rooted to his spot as Kyle stepped closer towards him. He could feel his anger wanting to burst, but he would not give Kyle the satisfaction.

"Have you ever touched your cousin, Nate? Have you ever felt her incredible body in your hands? You should try it sometime. The way she shivered under my touch and how wet and tight she was - -"

He cut him off when he sent a blow towards his stomach.

Que se vaya a la mierda. Was his last thought when all hell broke lose.

End of flashback.

"Okay I think that's enough for today."

Nate got up and walked out of the building towards his black BMW 320i.

He drove to the beach and parked the car near the isolated part of the beach. He took his shoes and jacket off. He climbed out of the car and walked in the soft sand towards the cool water.
He walked around thinking about anything and everything, but one thought lingered in his mind.

Zayna laying in her own blood with glass surrounding her.

He wouldn't be able to see her until he sorted out his anger issues.

He wouldn't be able to see her dark brown hair which had red streaks in.
He wouldn't be able to see when she pushed up her glasses whenever she got nervous.
He wouldn't be able to hold her whenever she'd get upset.
He wouldn't be able to protect her anymore.

At least he knows that she's in good hands. She has a boyfriend who cares for her and mother and friend who'd do anything for her.

Unfortunately for him he had no one. He will always be the lone wolf, trying to make it on his own.