Chapter 48: Kill You
“Where is he? Where is that motherfucker? I’m going to kill him!”
“Marshall!” Riley was jogging down the hall after him but he continued to march straight down the hall towards the spare room. Paul was standing in front of the door, along with two huge security guards. “It’s not going to solve anything.” She picked up the pace and managed to make it by his side by the time they reached the door.
Paul had a firm look on his face, “I haven’t talked to him yet and I don’t particularly need you yelling in there.”
Marshall looked just as determined. “I don’t care. You’re going to open that door and let me in.”
They eyed off for a moment but Paul eventually turned and started unlocking the door. Marshall turned to her and she could still see the anger rippling through his face. He tried to hide it and offered her a supportive look.
“You’re going to stay in here,” He insisted, placing his hands on her shoulders. “Why don’t you go back and hang out with the rest of D12? Take your mind off things.”
She shook her head, “I’m going in there with you.” He opened his mouth to protest but she cut him off. “I’m done with this, Marshall. I’m done with him harassing me. I want to show him… that he doesn’t matter to me.”
He stared at her for a long time and she knew very well that he was protective over and didn’t want her be in there. But this was something she had to face. She didn’t want to be scared of him anymore. Reluctantly, he nodded and took her hand as they followed Paul into what looked like a simple office for the Arena.
As they stepped inside they saw Dick sitting at a plain wooden desk with two members of the Hamburg Police by his side. He was wearing a goddamn button up shirt, as if he were trying to look nice for when he saw her. She felt extremely nervous as she sat down in one of the chairs, keeping her mouth shut as Dick refused to move his eyes from her.
Paul and Marshall sat beside her. Paul pulled out some papers from a folder and laid them on the table. “Richard Draper, isn’t it?” Dick didn’t acknowledge him, just kept staring at her. “Riley’s manager was kind enough to fax through a copy of the restraining order you have against you.”
He pushed it across the table to Dick who finally removed his eyes from her. He looked down at the restraining order with a small smile and pushed it back.
“I’m aware,” Dick noted. “And if you read the fine print, it says ‘In the United States of America’. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but we’re not in the US. And we won’t be for the next week.”
Paul re-examined the document and Marshall balled his fists up, catching onto what he was implying. “You booked tickets to all the motherfucking shows?”
Riley felt her heart spike as she understood what was going on. He’d come to the European Tour because his restraining order was invalid outside of the United States. Which meant that he was allowed to stalk her as much as he liked.
Dick ignored Marshall completely, not even giving him eye contact. “Riley,” He reached out as if he wanted to hold her hand. “I just want us to be together-”
Marshall lost his temper, quickly. He launched out of his seat, throwing Dick’s arm back so he wasn’t anywhere near her. “Man, don’t you talk to my girlfriend like that! She’s never going to be yours!” Marshall was cowering over the table and for a second, Dick looked afraid, as if he remembered being beat up.
Paul stood up and held Marshall back, trying to yell over him. “Em! Calm down!” He was strong enough to push him back towards the door. “Get out.”
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