Torn Apart

Chapter 12

"Damn! Would you hurry up!" Mark yelled the next day while walking to the front door. "Why the hell do you women need to take 5 hours to get ready for things?"

I rolled my eyes as I finished applying black eyeliner around my eyes. It was 11am and we were about to go shopping for my new wardrobe. I decided to change things up and try to look more like Taker and his gang. I curled my hair up real nice and used one of Taker's red bandana's as a headband. He gave me a red tank top to wear that had lace up sides and a pair of hip hugging jeans that flared at the bottom. I put on my black shoes and headed downstairs to join the grumpy giant.

He glared at me at first but then started checking me out. "Wow...don't you clean up nice..."

I rolled my eyes at him and folded my arms, "And here you were complaining about how long I was taking..."

"You don't need a lot of time to look good Kat." He said. "Last night you were more beautiful to me than most girls."

"Oh and I'm not now?" I asked.

He smirked, "I'll keep that to myself for now."

I sighed and walked outside, getting hit with the hot fumes of the sun immediately. After locking the door Taker grabbed my forearm and walked me to his truck. He damn near ripped the door off of the thing when he opened it and gestured for me to get in. I did as he said, gladly climbing into the passenger seat. He slammed my door shut once I was buckled in and walked over to the driver's side and got in.

The drive to the mall was silent since I was too busy thinking about the night before. I couldn't really tell what he was thinking about but after a few short glances at me...I figured he had to be thinking about the same thing.

When we reached the mall, he parked the car but didn't immediately let me out. I glanced at him in confusion before he asked, "Where is your uncle Kat?"

I shrugged, "Your guess is as good as mine. I didn't even know he was released from prison."

He sighed heavily, "I loved Sara you know...and every single day all I can think about is one thing..."

"Getting revenge?" I asked.

He shook his head, "No...I think about how I could have handled this situation differently. I could have left you alone and solely went after John...but no...I chose to pursue you thinking that you meant something to him."

I looked out of the front windshield, watching a mother and her two kids walking by. "I do mean something to John...if I didn't he would have told..."

He glanced at me with his eyebrow raised. "What? He would of told you what?"

"Not me...Nikki...he would have told her to...Oh God he wouldn't have done that to me would he?"

He smiled brightly, "You're thinking what I'm thinking aren't you?"

"I certainly hope not." I said.

He sighed and gently touched my thigh, "You think John asked Nikki to give you to me in order to keep her, Levi and himself safe don't you?"

I closed my eyes as the words sunk in and a familiar anger returned.
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"Say it..." Taker said. "Say it!"