Chapter 17
REED
“Get out man.” He slurs. “I mean unless you want to wa–” He doesn’t even finish his sentence before I rip him up by his shirt and throw him on the floor.
My fist crashes against his nose, snapping it to the side. Blood gushes but I continue to use his face as my personal punching bag until Kalix pulls me off of him.
“Reed. Man. Not here.”
I try to pull away from him but he pushes me back with his hands. “No. Not here. Too many people.” He nods his head and I follow his gaze towards Lexie. “You should probably make sure she’s okay first.”
She’s groggily trying to sit up and I rush to her. “Honeybee.” I whisper and she barely opens her eyes.
She slaps a hand over her mouth, “I’m gonna puke.” She mumbles and Kalix grabs the trashcan from beside the computer desk.
She heaves up the contents of her stomach as I hold her hair back.
When she’s done. she lays back down and starts to drift off again.
“Fucking mother fucker.” I seethe as I stand up, grabbing the trashcan off the floor.
Johnny is passed out now, blood all over his face.
I tilt my head to the side looking down at the douche bag, “This is only the beginning, asshole.” I say as I dump the contents of the trash can over his face.
“Oh. Shit. Man.” Kalix says as he starts to gag. “That’s fucking disgusting. Let’s go before I vomit.” He says as he rushes out into the hallway.
Fucking pussy.
I scoop Lexie up and wrap her arms around my neck.
Nobody pays me any attention as I sift through the crowd with her in my arms, until I get almost to the front door.
“Oh my god! Lexie” A squealing dark headed girl comes up and looks between me and Lexie. “Is she okay?” She asks.
“Who the fuck are you?” I scrunch my brows.
Kalix taps my shoulder, “I’m gonna go get the car pulled up.” I nod once at him then turn my attention back to the girl.
She shakes her head, “Reign. I-I’ve been looking all over for her. She just disappeared after saying she was going to the bathroom and I wanted to make sure she was okay.”
I scan the features of her face and she looks sincere. “She’ll be okay.”
“Can you tell her to text me tomorrow? I just want to check on her.”
“Yeah.” I say then push my way out to the car.
Kalix drives as Lexie lays her head in my lap, sleeping soundly.
“I need you to do me a favor.” I say to him as we lock eyes in the rearview mirror.
“What’s that?” He says and focuses back on the road.
“After you drop us off at the apartment, can you go back to her place and grab some of her stuff and bring it to me? I’ll text you a list.”
“Yeah of course.” He says.
He pulls up to the front of the apartment building and I dig out the key to Lexie’s apartment and slap it into his hand, “Be quick and don’t make a fucking mess. If you move something, put it back where it goes. And don’t be snooping through her fucking shit.” I pin him with a look.
He rolls his eyes, “Got it. No snooping through her panties.” He jokes but I punch him in his shoulder and he laughs, “Damn man. I’m just joking.”
“Not fucking funny.” I swing the door open and scoop Lexie up in my arms before shutting the door with my foot.
Kalix rolls the window down.
“And don’t wreck my car.” I deadpan.
“Yes sir.” He says and playfully salutes before driving off.