Sliding (The Stone Series) (44 page)

“Alright boys, you know the drill get her naked but no one touches her
till we have him. She’s our pawn in the game tonight” he says as the house
lights go on.

“Well, well, well, looks like you two won’t have to wait as long as I
thought. I think my brother is home already” he sneers as he leaves the room
turning over his shoulder to say, “Get her fucking clothes off now and do not
touch her or I’ll have your asses.”

“MAAAAC” I scream and get a slap across the face for it. I have never
been hit before and tears instantly run down my face. Once they’ve started I
have no way of stopping them.

I am helpless as the two thugs try to rip off my clothes. All I have on
are baggy shorts and a t-shirt of Mac’s. The bigger of the two men holds my
upper body while the other lets my legs go and then I feel his hands on the
waist band of my shorts. I don’t know where it comes from, maybe just survival
instinct or maybe all those days in the gym watching Mac and Sven. I manage to
get the guy in the balls good, making him collapse on the floor coughing and
gasping for air. I fling my head back to strike the other with it but he’s too
smart for that. He flings me on the bed and holds me down with his legs as he
rips Mac’s shirt over my head. As his hands reach for my shorts the slider door
is smashed in by a body I don’t recognize being flung through it.

I call Jonesie and tell him that
power has been cut to the house. He calls for back up as he runs out of the
restaurant pulling Tara with him. I rush quietly for the generator and turn it
in. As I am trying to figure out how many there are in and around the house,
where in the house they are and formulate a plan of action I am spotted by one
of them. He tries to put up a good fight but his first mistake was trying to
take me alone. I show no mercy when I see the tattoo on his neck. I know who is
in that house and why. I snap the guy’s neck in less than thirty seconds and
when I look up I see movement in Brook’s
room, a second later I hear her scream my name.
 
I carry the body up the steps to the slider for her room and heave it
through the glass and step inside to find a shirtless Brook with some guy on
her. It looks like she may have tried to take one of them out; he’s holding his
balls on the ground still trying to catch his breath. The fucker who had his
paws on Brook a minute ago lets her go to come at me. Within seconds he and the
other dude each have a bullet hole clear through the middle of their foreheads.
When I look to Brook she is being held as a shield in front of my brother and
two other guys are standing in the doorway of Brook’s room with guns drawn on
me.

“Well, hello little brother. It’s
been awhile. Sorry I didn’t hang around to see you at my last job but that
ticking bomb was making me a little nervous.”

“Let her go mother fucker or my
next bullet goes into you” I threaten.

“You would kill your own brother? Your
own flesh and blood for a piece of ass? Now is that the kind of shit they
taught you in the military? Pops would not like this Anthony. You need to stand
by your family.”

“You are not my family and your
father wasn’t either now let her fucking go. This ends here and now” I warn.

Ty pulls a gun and points it at
Brook’s head and yells at her to get on the bed. I tell her not to move and she
trusts me enough to listen to my command even though I can see she’s scared for
her life and if I wasn’t here she would do whatever she was told.

Ty points his gun at me and tells
his goons to take Brook. I can’t take them all out and be sure Brook is safe
and he knows that.

“I don’t know what it is about
skinny white bitches that you and Pop get hard ons over. She does have fine
tits though, man; I’ll give you that one. Way bigger than that other chick.
What was her name? Oh, yes, Holly right?”

“Shut the fuck up” I spit out as
one of Ty’s men pulls Brook’s shorts off her and pushes her onto the bed. One
is straddling her holding her down with his weight on her hips. He has her arms
above her head and is holding them down by her wrists. The other one has her
legs and he’s opening them way too much for my liking as Ty opens his fucking
mouth to give his orders.

“Okay well, I can see we’re not
going to get him in a comfortable position for this show so…oh, well. Fuck him.
He can stand and watch. Who wants her first boys?”Ty asks before he falls to
the floor with a bullet hole to the back of the head. I fire and make clean
hits on the two men on Brook and I lunge for her without bothering to check my
back. I know if I turn around I will see Jonesie with a smoking gun, when he’s
around I don’t have to check my back, he’s always has it.

Brook is wild eyed, covered in
blood and shaking, she’s going into shock quickly. I take her in my arms and
carry her to the bathroom as Jonesie walks through the door. Within seconds he
is barking orders at the team that was dispatched and followed his orders to
take out the twenty or so men that were on the property. I hear Tara’s scream
then Jonesie ordering someone to get her out of there and stay with her.

Mac walks into the shower carrying me with his clothes and shoes still
on. He sinks to the floor still cradling me in his arms. He is trying to soothe
my sounds but I can’t process his words. The water feels good against my skin
but I can’t get the smell of those men off me. I look down startled, thinking
Mac’s arms are theirs and I start to try to escape his grip but then I hear his
voice through my sobs. That’s when I see the blood and the water running over
me turning pink and I have to get it all off. I have to get their smell off of
me. I manage to get up and turn the dial all the way to hot and rush under the
current before Mac can grab me. The water burns my skin but feels better than
their hands did on me. Mac grabs me and pulls me back as he adjusts the dial
again.

“I know baby. It’s going to be okay. Did they…oh God. Why did I leave you
alone?” he asks himself more than me. “Did they hurt you, Brook? Please baby
you have to tell me. Look at me, did they hurt you?”

I am finally able to speak, “No, one of them hit me but they didn’t rape
me if that’s what you’re asking. I tried to fight them off but they were so
strong. They came into my room. I thought it was you and I pretended to be
asleep. I was trying to act like I didn’t care that you left and that I wasn’t
scared in the dark even though I was. I was so scared.”

“Oh, baby. I’m so sorry. I never should have left you. I’ll never leave
you again. If…I can’t even think about it. Keep talking. Tell me what happened
next. Its best if you talk, trust me. Keep going, you’re safe now with me” Mac
encouraged.
  

We stayed on the shower floor as I continued, Mac too afraid to let me
out of his arms and me too afraid to be out of them.

“I saw his eyes first. Your eyes only cold, Mac. You said you’re an only
child. How?”

“He’s my half brother, was my half brother. We had the same father but we
weren’t raised together. I wasn’t trying to lie to you. I don’t think of him as
family Brook for obvious reasons. I’ll explain more later. You need to keep
talking, keep telling me what happened.”

“He asked where you were, he called you Anthony.”

“That’s my full name, Anthony Macintosh but my grandparents never called
me that. They always called me Tony then when I got older kids started calling
me Mac, by the time I was in the Marines I was Mac. What happened next?” he
prompted as he took off his shirt and shoes while still managing not to let me
go.

I tell Mac that Ty said something about Holly and I notice Mac’s head
start to drop to his hands.

“I was so scared. I’ve never been scared before like I was tonight and
believe me Brook I’ve had many reasons to be scared shitless. I kept seeing her
face and yours. I knew I couldn’t let them do to you what they did to her. I
would have killed myself if I couldn’t save you.”

“He said something about Ted but I don’t remember what. Was Ted working
with him?”

“Ted borrowed money from him and couldn’t pay it back. He sent his thugs
out sniffing around and found out I was on his trail again. Not long after he
put the hit out on Ted and Asia to send a message to me. He made it look just
like the night with Holly.”

“But how did he know about Holly?” I ask

Mac tells me that the attack and Holly’s rape was Ty’s way of “coaxing”
him into the family business. He was the one in charge that night but he got
away. When the rape didn’t work Ty got his goons to get her addicted to crack,
she died and still Mac wouldn’t agree to acknowledge Ty or his goons as family.

“Keep telling me about what happened, I need you to get it all out.”

“He told those guys to get me naked but not to touch me until they had
you. Then the lights went on and I screamed for you. I knew you must have come
back and I was so scared I didn’t know what to do so I just yelled your name. I
wanted you to be here. I was so afraid that you’d be too late. I was trying to
fight them off but I wouldn’t have been able to.”

“You got one of them pretty good. I found him on the floor holding his balls”
Mac laughed as we heard Jonesie knock on the door. Mac put his wet shirt that
was on the shower floor over my head to cover me up then he held me tight and
told Jonesie he could come in.

“Is she alright? They didn’t…” Jonesie asks

“No, thank fucking God. She’s okay, in shock but talking. I just need to
make sure she keeps talking about it” Mac looks at his best friend with pain in
his eyes.

Jonesie bends down and pulls Mac who is still holding me in his arms to
his feet, out of the shower and he wraps us in towels.

“I think you may be in a little shock yourself Mac. Come on let’s get you
two dry and warm and over to my house. I don’t think being here is good for
either of you.”

Jonesie leads us still wet and dripping water though my bedroom where the
floor is stained a dark red from all the blood. I notice my bed is messed up
and covered in blood too. There are government people in every space of the
house.
 
They all met Mac’s eyes as we
walk by. Mac has me held tight to his side with his arm around my waist. He is
not wearing a shirt and all I have on is his shirt.

“Keep telling me what happened” Mac demands as we walk over to Jonesie’s
house.

“You know the rest, that’s when you came in”

“I know but you need to process it, tell me”

“When I screamed your name…that’s when the guy smacked me across the
face. He didn’t punch me but it stung and I started to cry and then I couldn’t
stop.”

“Let me see your face. Where did he hit you that mother fucker? God, how
the fuck do you hit a hundred pound woman?”

I show Mac my face and he kisses the spot that still stings and has a red
hand print still on it then he makes me continue.

“Then the bigger one held me around my chest and the other one let my
legs go. I felt his hands on my shorts and I knew he was going to pull them
down and I was so afraid I just kicked him. I tried to fling my head back to
get the other one but it didn’t work.
 
He
flung me down on the bed and held me down with his legs. He ripped my shirt
off. Then he went for my shorts. That’s when you came in. You saved me Mac. You
saved me.”

Brook changed after the attack a
few weeks ago. She won’t let me out of her sight or reach, where a few weeks
ago she didn’t want to be touched or to touch me now she insists on always
having physical contact with me as much as she can. She even makes me shower
with her which I am not complaining about. She did agree to speak to a
therapist and she makes me stay in the room for those sessions. She is back to
working out with Sven, Jonesie and I and she makes me sit with her in her
studio when she dances. She claims music and dance are the only ways she knows
how to work through her feelings.

We stayed in the main house with
Jonesie and Tara for a few nights but Brook’s therapist said it would be best
for us to get back to normal as much as possible so we went back to the guest house;
Brook stays as far away from her old room as possible.

At first I was afraid to approach
her sexually. I didn’t want to bring back the memory of some thug ripping her
clothes off. But the first night back in the guest house she approached me.

“Why haven’t you tried to have sex
with me? Do you not want me after what happened?”she asked me.

“Oh, God. No, Brook. I’m dying over
here I want you so bad. I just didn’t know if you were ready yet. I didn’t want
to upset you.”

She gently lays on me and runs her
hands up my shirt so she can rub my chest. I pull her lips to mine and gently
begin to kiss her. My hands creep up the back of her shirt; I’m delighted that
she doesn’t have on a bra. I slowly slide her shirt off carefully keeping an
eye on her for her reaction.