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

Chapter 26: Jenalyn

Wednesday, 12:31 A.M.

I ate, but I threw up. I cleaned up but still find myself almost praying when I hear the front door open, and the distinctive sound of Dane's boots coming down the hallway. 

He swings open the door and makes his way to where I still sit on the bed without hesitation. I notice blood on the backs of both of his hands as he lowers himself on the bed beside me- but don't dare ask of it's origins. 

"You ate. Good girl." He says, seemingly as a second thought as he acknowledges the half empty container of food he'd left for me. "Daddy has some questions for you though, Lil Bit- and I'm really gonna need you to be honest with me, or I may have another body to dispose of." 

I can still barely bring myself to look at him, why the hell am I about to be interrogated. Better yet! About what!? I didn't even touch the baggie he left sitting beside his duffel bag... 

He doesn't waste any time before getting to it though, and as words begin to pour from his lips in a tone I know means he's holding back anger, I'm able to conclude where the blood on his hands had come from. 

"What happened with Rob?" He asks, his eyes burning so hot into me it intensifies the pain already radiating throughout my body. "I want to know exactly what happened- word for word, move for move."

I don't realize that I'm crying again until he wipes the tears from my cheek. "If you did something to him, or said something.. you need to be honest about it now- and Jena, I won't even be mad because it was a miscommunication. You had every right to be upset in that moment.."

I don't exactly know what he's getting at, but I'm shaking my head no anyway because his tone, though soft, is starting to sound slightly accusatory.. 

"I didn't do anything, Dane!" I find it in myself to say despite my confusion and overall distant demeanor. "I was just trying to take a shower before Evelyn saw that you-"

Dane inturrupts me, barely to my own suprise. He nods his head as he speaks, though his face still looks like there are pieces to a puzzle still not fitting together in his mind. 

"And what?" he asks, "Did he say something to you? What happened?!"

I can't process why I'm getting interrogated right now. Why Dane's tone seems to be suggesting that I may have done something to warrant his henchman to apparently break the rules, based on Dane's bloody knuckles. Did Rob tell him I asked for it? Initiated it? 

Of course he would! It's fucking Rob! 

"And he told me you sold me to him!" I quickly say, determined to get the truth out before anyone's lies get my ass beat again! "I didn't do anything, Dane! You know I wouldn't do that! He was just set on letting me know you made it happen, took off my shirt, and forced me to give him head!"

Dane is nodding his head again, though his face still shows that the puzzle isn't fitting together. I make mental note to ask Evelyn tomorrow if she heard anything Rob said when Dane assumingly just went to handle Rob's misconduct. Without another word, Dane stands to his feet and starts heading toward his bathroom. 

"Wait!" I find myself saying, with more energy than I even thought was left inside of me. My mind instantly remembers the proposal he had came home with earlier involving his drugs, and as soon as he turns around I'm quick to follow up with it. "I ate.. " I force a smile on my face as I remind him of the half empty container with my eyes. 

He doesn't say anything, but when he turns around to continue heading to the bathroom- he makes a stop at the dresser to toss me the baggy I worked so hard to ignore earlier, and half of a blunt I managed to miss sitting in an ashtray behind his bag. 

He shuts the bathroom door, leaving me to myself to let out an odd sigh of relief. I don't want to feel relieved that Rob's actions may have given me some rope to climb out of the hole I seemed to have dug for myself..

But I'm relieved.