Kyle's Return (2 page)

I quickly dialed 911 and gave them the information
they needed.

“Can you stay on the phone with me, Miss West?” the
dispatcher asked. As soon as she asked it, a loud boom along with
shattering glass made me yelp.

“I can’t. I’ll be dead if I do.” I hung up the phone
and threw it onto my bed. More glass shattered down below and since
I was upstairs, I had nowhere else to go.

“Where are you hiding this time?” he taunted. “You
know I love the chase.”

The sound of his voice made me infuriatingly sick. To
give me more time, I quietly shut my bedroom door and locked it. It
wouldn’t keep him out, but it’d give me the seconds I needed. His
footsteps thundered up the stairs and before he could get to my
door, I already had the window open. It was a long drop, but I had
no choice. I wasn’t afraid of a little pain. I’d felt enough of it
over the last year.

Alex kicked the door open and when his eyes met mine,
he was in for a surprise. The weak girl he once fucked over wasn’t
there anymore.

“You want to chase me, fuckface? Come and get
me.”

He lunged, but then I kicked my leg over the side and
fell to the ground, rolling to take the pressure off my legs. I
didn’t think he’d do the same thing, but he jumped out of the
window, cutting off my escape. Instead of running away, I picked up
a large branch that was lying on the ground and swung it at his
face.

His head snapped to the side and blood spewed from
his mouth. I tried to swing again, but he blocked it. “You wanna
see blood, cunt? I’ll be happy to show you yours.”

Yanking the branch out of my hands, he tossed it
across the yard. I already knew he was faster than me, so running
wasn’t an option. I just had to survive until the police got there
which was why I got into the crouching position Ryley taught me,
ready for anything.

Alex chuckled darkly. “What the hell is this shit?
You don’t think you’re actually going to fight me do you?”

“I’ll do what I have to do.”

He lunged and I jumped out of his way, slamming a
punch to the right side of his face. He growled and backhanded me
across the cheek, throwing me off balance. The blow stung and my
eyes watered; he was quicker than I thought. The breath whooshed
out of my lungs as he tackled me to the ground and punched me. I
could feel the blood oozing out of my nose.

“Ah, now that’s what I like to see.” He swiped the
blood with his thumb. “But unfortunately, it’s not where I want you
to bleed.”

I gave in and let him touch me, making him think I
was backing down. If I ever got the chance, I’d make sure to cut
off his hands so he couldn’t hit anyone else ever again. The grass
felt like razors against my skin and his grip was rough as he
squeezed my breast. My face throbbed and my left eye was swollen,
but my anger fed off of that pain. I hated him with every fiber of
my being.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make it quick.”

“So will I,” I spat. It was as if everything inside
me just snapped. As hard as I could, I hit him in the balls with my
knee and gave him an uppercut to the face. When he didn’t falter, I
elbowed him again and again, his blood spurting all over my face.
Finally, he fell to the ground and I was able to get out from under
him.

The old Megan would have cried and ran away, but I
wasn’t that girl anymore. Alex groaned and started to get to his
feet, but I wanted to see him suffer. I kicked him in the gut and
then to the face. It was as if I wasn’t in control of my body
anymore. I wanted to kill him for making my life a living hell.

The sirens blared just down my street and I knew they
were close. Every thought in my mind kept pushing me to kill him,
to end it once and for all. The branch he took away from me was
just a few feet away, so I picked it up and stood over his still
form. The police were getting closer, leaving me just a few seconds
to act.

Raising the branch high, I had it ready to smash his
skull in. Taking a deep breath, I blew it out slowly and gripped
the branch tight. “It’s over for you, Alex.”

“Megan,
no
.”

I stopped in mid swing. It was Officer Darryl
Jenkins, the same cop who broke up the fight between Ryley and Alex
at the club, and the one I confided in when I issued the
restraining order. “You don’t understand,” I shouted with tears
streaming down my cheeks. “If I don’t, I’ll never be free of
him.”

He approached slowly with his hands in the air. “He’s
not going to hurt you anymore, Megan. I’m going to make sure of
that. Now put down the branch.” I looked down at Alex and almost
finished him off, but now my yard was crawling with cops. It was
too late. Tossing the branch to the ground, I stepped back and
closed my eyes, knowing I was making a huge mistake.

Coming to my side, Darryl put his arm around my
shoulder. “You did the right thing.”

“Did I?” I asked, watching two of the other officers
handcuff Alex. They left him on the ground, still unconscious. “You
better hope he doesn’t come after me again. Because next time I’m
not going to let anyone stop me.” That was a promise.

***

Two Years Later

THE SECURITY DOOR buzzed open and in walked my
former agent, Liam Harris, shackled with his hands behind his back
wearing an orange jumpsuit. No more high-dollar suits for him. “Are
you fucking kidding me?” he growled. He tried to back up, but the
guards pushed him toward the table where I sat. “I don’t want to
see him. Get me out of here.”

“Sorry, shitdick, but you don’t have a choice,” one
of the guards spat.

They slammed him down in the seat across from me, but
he was too chicken shit to look me in my face. “So what?” I began.
“You too afraid to look at me?” Lifting his chin in the air, he
turned his face and ignored me like I wasn’t even there. “All
right, I see how you want to play. This could’ve gone a lot
smoother.”

His eyes went wide and before the guards could stop
me, I punched him so hard I felt the bones in his face crack. He
sailed back head first into the floor with blood pouring from his
mouth and nose. The guards hauled me up by my arms and I willingly
let them pull me to the door. “You better be glad you’re in here,
cocksucker, because if you weren’t I’d rip off your dick and shove
it down your goddamned throat.”

“Ouch,” one of the guards chuckled. As soon as I was
outside the door, they let me go but with warning stares.

“I know I shouldn’t have done that. But he deserved
it.”

The tall, burly one with the brown beard nodded his
head. “We understand, but there are policies in place. I’m afraid
you won’t be able to come back once we put in our reports.”

I glanced back into the room at Liam still lying on
the floor. “That’s fine. I think I got my point across.”

“I’d say so,” the younger officer chuckled. He walked
me through the guarded door and stopped me before I could leave.
“Just so you know, he gets what he deserves in here. I’ll leave the
rest to your imagination.”

“Thanks, I needed to hear that.”

After washing off Liam’s blood from my hands, my
knuckles were torn and split open. I didn’t want Kacey to see me
with my hands like that, but once I told her what I did, hopefully
she’d find some semblance of forgiveness. The gym was packed which
was good because I knew Tyler wouldn’t want to kill me with so many
people there. I parked my truck and took a deep breath before
entering the lion’s den.

The girl working at the front looked up from some
paperwork and her eyes did a double take. “Holy shit. What the hell
are you doing here?”

“I can see you know who I am.” I let out a humorless
laugh.

“Are you kidding me? Everyone around here knows who
you are. You look the same from before, but I know your eyes aren’t
just green. Wearing contacts to not freak people out?”

Actually, I was. For years I liked my two-tone eyes
because they scared people. They made me different. But I didn’t
want that anymore. “As a matter of fact, yes.”

“Can’t argue with you there.” She then glanced down
at my legs. “Last I heard you couldn’t walk. You’re not here to
cause trouble are you? Because if you are you came at the wrong
time, buddy.”

Holding my hands in the air, I took a step closer,
but then stopped when she backed away. I looked at her name tag.
“I’m not looking for trouble, Megan. I just want to find
Kacey.”

With narrowed eyes, her jaw clenched. “If she wanted
to be found she would’ve called.”

Sighing, I looked around the gym at the octagon
sitting off in the corner. I missed fighting. I’d do anything to
get back into it. “I just want to talk to her, tell her I’m
sorry.”

“Yeah, well, I think that time is long past. Get out
before I call Tyler to come beat your sorry ass.”

“Go ahead, be my guest. My goal is to get his
attention.”

She shook her head as she measured my seriousness and
then shrugged and turned to call to her boss.

Way at the other end of the gym, Tyler spun around
and his eyes went wide in disbelief. Even from this distance, I
could sense the anger flowing off him. There was so much tension in
the air, I could barely fucking breathe. It was suffocating and it
was all directed at me.

Tyler stormed toward me. “What the fuck is going on?”
he growled, his arms crossed at the chest.

“All I want is to talk to you and my sister and make
things right,” I said to him, hands held in the air.

“Forgive me if I think you’re full of shit, Andrews.
You’ve got to be insane to think I’d let you hurt Kacey again.”

Sighing, I dropped my hands. “I don’t want to hurt
her. I want to work things out. She’s the only family I have
left.”

He studied me for a minute and then glanced down at
my legs. “Since when did you start walking again?”

“A few months ago. With Kacey ignoring my calls, I
told myself as soon as I got up and walked I was going to come out
here and see her.”

This time he looked down at my hands and shook his
head. “It looks like that’s not the only thing you came out here to
do. Getting into fights again?”

Lifting my hands, I rubbed a finger over my sores and
smiled. “It wasn’t exactly the fight I imagined it would be. I was
hoping to get a few more hits in. But I’m sure you’ll be happy to
know that Liam is worse off now.”

His eyes went wide. “You attacked him in prison? Are
you fucking stupid?”

“Apparently. I’m not allowed to go back after what I
did. I’ve been dying to get my hands on him after everything
happened. I just wasn’t able to until now. I have you to thank for
that.”

He stiffened. “So are you looking for an apology? Is
that what you want from me? I’m not sorry for what happened to you,
but I am sorry for the pain it caused Kacey.”