Dirty
Lynn, Grayson, and Ethan have all been best friends since they were babies back in New Jersey. Nothing changed after the twins and Lynn moved to California. Things start to change two years later as Lynn gets more curves and Grayson can't help...
"Gray," she says to me. She probably thinks I want to beat his ass. And I do but that is not why I want his number. The day that Lynn came back bloody and bruised and said it was Kyce, after she fell asleep I went out looking for him. I searched and searched until Ethan has to drag me back to our place.
"Lynn, he hurt you. He-he. He did something he had no right of doing," I say.
"But I don't want anything bad to happen. I don't want everything worse. I don't want you hurt," she says as she grabs my face and looks at me. "I love you, Grayson."
"I love you too, Lynn. And if you think the reason I want his number is so I can beat his ass and do anything like that, you are wrong. I want to do that but I know what will happen. I don't want that either. He hurt you and did things to you, but hurting him won't make it even. He needs to go to jail, Lynn," I say.
I grab her hand and press a kiss to it. I look at her, begging her with my eyes, "Please file a police report. Please," I say.
We soon fall back into silence.
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Lynn falls asleep about an hour later and I think through everything. I slowly and quietly try to slip out of her arms without waking her. I get up and go to the shower where I wash off the scent of out sex. That has become my favorite smell.
I get out and get dressed. I head to the kitchen to eat something before I do what I plan. Ethan sits on the couch on his phone.
"Hey," he says.
"Hey," I say back.
"So you and Lynn are okay now?" he asks. He must have heard us earlier which isn't surprising because these walls are paper thin.
"Uhh, yeah," I say awkwardly.
"What are you doing?" he asks.
"Listen. I have a plan that I really hope works and I want you in on it," I say.
"Am I going to have to drag you back here again or is it a more well thought out plan than searching every house in L.A. trying to find him?" Ethan says.
I chuckle. "Yes, mom." I tell him the plan and he is up for it. Lynn might not have filed a police report but I already did and I now have evidence of Lynn saying it when she told me earlier what happened. I got it all.
Lynn never gave me Kyce's number so I go grab her phone. I'll have better luck of Kyce picking up on this phone anyway. I press his contact and listen to the phone ring.
He picks up on the second ring and offers no hello but, "Hey babygirl. I didn't think I would be talking to you again. I guess you liked what Daddy gave you and want some more, huh? I would love to anytime. I had a great time. But maybe this time instead of just sitting there and giggling, you could help out some."
"Hey prick," I say.
"Oh, Grayson. Surprise! Wow, never saw this coming," he says sarcastically.
"Listen here. You already know how much I hate you. You abused her and her raped her. You are the men that shouldn't be breathing, yet you are. And you won't be. Meet me somewhere so I can beat your filthy ass to the fucking ground where you belong," I say already knowing her won't refuse my offer to fight.
"Lincoln Park in 45 minutes. Good Luck, buddy. Oh and bring your whore. I want her to see you get your ass kicked," he says and hangs up the phone.
Part One: CHECK
I get on my phone and call someone else.
Part Two: CHECK.
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I stand in the park not feeling scared at all. I stand in the big open space waiting for Kyce to get here. He should be here in about 2 minutes.
I see a black car speed down the small road and hit the brakes. Kyce jumps out of the car. He walks towards me and looks me up and down.
"Where is your whore?" he asks. I want to swing at him and beat him so hard he will die. I try to control my rage.
"I don't listen to women beaters," I say.
"I bet she doesn't even know you are here," he says.
"That is none of your concern," I say. I had Ethan stay with Lynn in case she woke up.
He walks closer to me. "She was mine before she was ever yours," he says pointing at my chest. I don't want him to come any closer. I want to talk with him longer but there is a distance limit and he is about to step over.
I back up.
"What, now you scared?" he says.
"No. I want to talk first. You stay there and I'll stay here," I say. "And you're wrong."
"What am I wrong about," he asks.
"About her being yours," I say.
He laughs. I know what I want to do. I know how I am going to piss him off. Then I don't care. He can swing but he won't get me.
"I'm serious," I say. He just looks at me. "You think that when you guys were 'dating' she was yours. You think she was a virgin then," I laugh. "She was always mine. She never loved you. Why do you think she told you no? Why do you think that she broke up with you? She has always been mine. Always. It is funny you think that you were EVER hers."
His face gets red as he understands what I say and he sprints toward me. Right before he hits me I hear "STOP!" and I know I did it. But Kyce doesn't stop.
He swings at me and I block the punch. He continues to swing and one connects with right above my eye. I duck and tackle him and jump on his back, pressing my knee into his spine.
"Don't move," I say. The police I called surround us now and put handcuffs on Kyce.
I sit back on the ground and think about what I just pulled off but how am I going to tell Lynn?
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