One Smile

18: A Family Of Death

Jake POVe

"Sit the fuck down! Sam is in there unconscious and beaten. The only person to blame is Brandon," my father booms. Everyone flinches and the women sob louder.

"Drakes, you have been caught up on everything that happened. Your daughter has been dealing with this for a while. She was going to tell you all if we did not resolve it. We went through her phone. He was threatening her by exposing nudes that were taken without her knowledge, he had her secrets, and was using her family to manipulate her. They are going through his phone right now. He was working with someone named Bailey. As we get more information we will update you. Right now you need to understand that your daughter is safe and this fucker will never be able to hurt her again. I know you are confused-" my dad explains.

"Confused? You think we are just confused? Why did we not call the cops? How is this legal? We need more information," Sam's mom cries.

"Mrs. Drake I promise you that we will tell you everything we can. For your safety there will be things we cannot disclose. Sam already went to the police, unfortunately Brandons family were able to prevent anything from happening. I promise you that we will handle this better than the police could," my dad explains. He has a look of sympathy but there is no denying the power that radiates off of him. He is in charge. Questioning what is happening is questioning his capability.

"I want to see my daughter, she needs to be at a hospital," Mrs. Drake cries.

"There is no better Doctor than the Doctors that are treating her right now. I promise you that," my dad explains.

"Fuck," I hiss. I forgot they were stitching my side up. "You couldn't numb me beforehand? I don't want to feel this," I mumble. The nurse looks at me apologetically before calling out for what I asked for.

"How is she? I am trying to stay calm," Ethan looks at me.

"He beat her, whipped her, restrained her, drugged her, and was ready to rape her. The gun was aimed at her but I was not going to let him hurt her anymore than he already did. Physically she will heal, mentally I don't know," I whisper.

"Drakes why don't you come with me and my wife and we can explain everything a little more? You friends can come as well. In my experience asking Sam to explain will only hurt her more. I want to respect her privacy but she is a 17 year old girl. Family I will tell you everything, friends I will give you a gist and then have a car take you home," my dad offers.

"I am not leaving. That is my best friend," Naomi says through tears.

"I was not asking. You had a long night. Why don't we have you stay here instead? Contact your parents and say you are staying at a friends house. I want to make this clear: No one can know where we are or anything that happened tonight. Cross me and you and your families will be in the basement along with Brandon," my dad threatens.

Everyone nods and gulps. I just stand there shocked from his demeanor and wincing because of the stitches. They all follow my parents and it is just me, Kyle, Ellie, and some men in the room.

"Hey man, how's the flesh wound," Kyle mocks.

"Fucking hell. It would be fine if they knew how to stitch without making me feel every god damn pull," I huff.

"I am sorry Jake. Do you need anything," Ellie offers. I look up to her and shake my head with a smile.

"Thank you for getting her and for being the only one to tell me any truth," I tell Kyle.

"I suspect you will find everything out. I never knew that you were his son until we found out your last name. I mean you look like a typical Italian fuck boy, but I mean in this area there are a lot of them. Once I heard Ferrari I knew," Kyle explains. "Robert Ferrari is well known and well feared, that is all I can offer you," Kyle finishes.