Jenalyn: Daring to Defy (#1)[Complete]

Chapter 18: Dane

Tuesday, 6:18 P.M.

"I'm not usually such a girly guy, but you should feel how fucking comfortable this bed is... like, come here! Lay back real quick." 

I light another cigarette, taking a long hard puff just trying to convert the rage I feel inside to comedy so I don't lose it. This kid is an idiot.

"See, that shit?" I turn to Evelyn, who turns around to face me pretending she wasn't listening to the feed from Jenalyn's phone playing over the speakers of mine. I continue anyway, letting out a quick laugh in my own amusement as I do. "That's the stupid fucking bullshit that separates a little boy from a real fucking man, Ev. Real shit, don't fuck little boys- they're corny as fuck."

Evelyn shrugs her shoulders with a worried look on her face,  "What'd he do? I... I don't get it."

I hear the idiot kid laugh over the speaker, and only assume the dumb bitch- my dumb bitch really fell for his little scheme. Besides that, silence. I turn the speaker volume down. 

I hit my cigarette again, long enough to practically burn it down to the filter before flicking it from my open window. "Real men, Ev... they don't beg like a sad fucking puppy when they want to take that pussy. You heard him? This kid?"

I do a spot on impression of idiot kid fumbling over his words, trying to be smooth- topping it off with how I could only imagine him to pout his lip while requesting Jena lay back. 

"-Real men take it when they want that shit, and- take note here..." I pause for a moment as if to allow her to take out a notepad and pen. "-Real women DON'T fuck little boys."

Evelyn visibly grows much more uncomfortable than she's been the entire stakeout. She straightens herself out though, clearing her throat before offering "Well, how do you know she's going to... do it with him?"

I light another cigarette. 

Evelyn took to Jena pretty easily- and I mean, I knew she would. That's why I had the arrangement I did for Ev- to limit their time together. Jena is a terrible fucking influence- not just on Ev, but all the girls! Yet they all seem to fucking worship her- Ev the most. 

Just another reason the thought of Jena just.. irks me. Just another reason I'm in a constant struggle- because you can't just not think about the only person you love. 

I flick the volume on my speaker back up, turning to Evelyn just as the sounds of heavy breathing and movement fill the silence of the car. "Because Evy" I say between a clenched jaw. "Jena is bad. Jena doesn't know how to FUCKING ACT! Jena is a little fucking girl trying to play in a man's fucking world- and I'm DONE WITH THE GAMES!"

Evelyn flinches almost everytime my voice raises. I don't know if I want to hit her for flinching, or hit her just because I now have my blood boiling too hot- but her small voice over the now whispered speakers stops me from doing either. 

"Are you... gonna kill her?" Evelyn asks, her eyes wide, worry apparent in her voice. 

So many parts of me want to say yes. They want to say yes, follow through- and never have to worry about the pain and troubles falling in love with this stupid little girl brought me. 

Things could be so easy again! 

But my heart... wouldn't allow it. Especially knowing it was my own stupidity that got us here in the first place. Had I just listened to Rob and did what I had to do with her instead of falling in love...

"No... " I sigh, taking a long drag of my cigarette before continuing. "But sometimes, Ev... sometimes being kept alive serves as a better punishment."