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Chapter.25 WHAT ABOUT YOUR FRIENDS(PT.1)

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"Screw your stupid ass friend!" Alexandria hollered across the crowded bar to Chase.

"Honey, in this crowd, you're going to have to be a little more specific," he laughed in her direction, while taking another sip of his beer. He had a lousy time at the Veterans Ball, and stopping at the usual dingy bar seemed like a welcome change to the stiffs he was forced to be with earlier that night.

Alexandria staggered over to him, obviously drunk out of her damn mind. She tried to lean against the counter but fell more on Chase than her intended target.

Chase gazed down at Alexandria's sweaty smiling face. She was a pretty woman. Well, when her hair wasn't matted and her eyes weren't blood shot red from drinking.

"So what's new, Alexandria?" Chase asked, taking another sip.

"I fucking hate MT. He's such a piece of shit!" she slurred, while almost slipping off the counter again.

"What has captain crazy done to you now?" Chase inquired, turning back to nurse his Bud Light beer, completely uninterested. Nothing Alexandria ever said was worth anyone's time. Now if she took her top off and told him, maybe he'd be a little more enthusiastic to hear.

"I can't believe, he is--he is, um, so fucking stupid. He kicked me out of his fucking house for--for that young black bitch! Ain't she related to someone high up or somethin'. Little slut," she slurred, eyes half closed.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Chase turned to her a little more interested since he believed that it was Kayla she was referring to.

"She shows up at his damn doorstep (hiccup), no doubt a few minutes too early for their little(hiccup)--little, whatever the fuck they have. I think it was her birthday. Yeah, eighteenth. Anyway, after that asshole fucks me, he picks her up and walks her back to his room and kicks me out!!" she yelled.

Chase's mind started rotating and plotting. He remembered all those years ago when he first met Michael Taylor. Immediately, he didn't like him. He just seemed too fucking cool and crazy. That kind of guy you wish you could be if you weren't scared of consequences. Chase knew it was probably jealousy that coursed through his veins, but he didn't care.

And for some reason, girls seemed to love MT. They would flock to him in any bar, in any country they traveled to. He'd act so uninterested in them, but their panties seemed to drop. Clever, how that worked.

But most of all, Chase hated the way the Admiral seemed to love everything about Michael. He'd seen MT fly off the handle more times than he could count due to his temper, but Admiral Jackson was always there to back him up.

Once they were on a mission, and they had been given direct orders not to get involved in any civilian warfare. They were there for a specific reason, and they had to get out once their mission was complete.

They had come across three men who were beating this young female and ripping her clothes off. Chase wasn't going to lie, it was hard to watch, but that wasn't a part of their mission. Admiral Jackson told them not to engage.

But out of the corner of Chase's eye, he saw Michael raise his gun slightly and pulled the trigger twice. In an instant, all three of the men's brains exploded onto the back of the wall and the young girl took off running and screaming.

Admiral Jackson had seen it too, but when they got back to base for their debriefing, Michael got away fucking scot-free. That had bothered the hell out Chase. A lot. He figured if another man had done it, the Admiral would have had his ass for disobeying a direct order. But MT was special for some fucking reason. He truly resented that.

And it wasn't just those moments. Chase recalled another time when he had been flirting with this hot little waitress at a local bar. He was checking his jeans to make sure he had a condom, when he saw MT walk up to her, whisper something in her ear, and the girl followed him out. Chase was literally standing there with the world's hardest hard on watching Michael score with the woman of his dreams. Or at least the woman for that night.

Oh yes, that happened more times than he wanted to admit. Including with Chase's own on and off again girlfriend, Alicia. She had wanted MT, but settled for him instead. But he still believed that Michael had fucked Alicia. He couldn't prove it, but she seemed to get flustered whenever she saw MT or when Chase mentioned his name. Slut probably did, now that he thought about it.

He wished he could just grow some balls and confront MT, but that was easier said than done. MT was an intimidating guy. When you call his name, and he turns to you, nailing you with his glare, you forget what the fuck you were going to say. So, Chase never got up the nerve, and MT thought the two of them were best friends, so probably better left unsaid.

Maybe they were best friends, but Chase wanted for once, Michael to get what should have come to him a long time ago. Payback was definitely a bitch.

"So, you sure this was the day of her eighteenth birthday? Could it have been earlier?" Chase asked, bringing his wandering mind back to the present and Alexandria's long, rambling story.

He looked down at her, and she was asleep on his shoulder and drooling. He quickly nudged her off. "Wake the fuck up."

"Hey, what the hell Chase?" Alexandria yelled, almost tipping over.

"Could it have been before her eighteenth birthday?" he asked again.

"Um, no, I don't think so. I don't know, I was kinda out of it, you know. No, it was definitely her birthday. Or someone's birthday," Alexandria answered, scrunching her nose up trying to remember.

"But it COULD have been earlier, right? I mean, did the two of them seem to already have a relationship? Did he sleep with her that night?" Chase prodded on.

Alexandria just stared at him as if she didn't understand the question.

Chase continued, " I mean, you said he picked her up against her will and drug her into his bedroom and slammed the door, right?"

Alexandria furrowed her brow. "Um, did I say that? I don't think she didn't want him to though. I don't think anyway." Alexandria was officially confused at this point.

"But she could have said no though, right? And it MIGHT have been before her birthday. I mean, if she's coming to his place in the middle of the night, that was probably more than a one time type of deal, right?" Chase encouraged.

Alexandria just stared at him blankly. " I guess so," she said.

Chase also thought about MT fucking Kayla. That made him angry and horny. He had a thing for the Admiral's daughter, even when she was underage. He had known that Kayla had a crush on Michael. Hell, they all did. But Chase wouldn't have minded spending a few nights with her. She just had that thing about her. Like she was wanting it. And Chase was more than willing to give it to her.

Sure, he pretended to be her friend, but mostly he would just stare at her when no one was looking. And a few months ago, he had blocked his number and started dialing her cell phone several times. She would answer and he'd hang up. He knew it was crazy, but he didn't care. It didn't have to make sense. But now that little bitch would pay for driving him fucking crazy all of these years.

The wheels in his head were turning in overdrive. If he could pull this grand scheme off, and remove Michael from the picture, then maybe Kayla would come running into his arms for a change.

He thought it might not be a bad idea to take poor Alexandria to a hotel for a few hours tonight, before he made an early trip to Shore Patrol.

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