Chapter 13
Max
Morning came way to fast, and I had the biggest headache ever. I slowly sat up feeling like I was going to puke, the world slightly spinning around me. I didn’t recognize my surroundings for a good few seconds before I heard a breathy whimper come from next to me. I looked down to see Megan curled up there on the couch and the memories of the evening flooded into my brain like a fog had been lifted.
We got drunk, and we made out. Fuck. It’s not that I didn’t want to make out with her, but I definitely didn’t want to do it drunk. I looked over at the clock under the tv. Shit, it was six in the morning, and I had work in an hour. Well, this is going to be awkward and it’s going to feel so wrong. Her arm laid across my lap, I am currently thankful that she is asleep because my dick sure as fuck isn’t.
I slipped off of the couch and made my way to the bathroom on the first floor. I don’t remember falling asleep. Well, my pants were still on and so were her clothes, so I’m going to assume that we didn’t get too far. I can’t believe I got that drunk that I passed out on her. Ugh. I groaned as I let the floor gates open. I’m going to need a fuck ton of water and some Tylenol to get through the next twelve hours.
I cleaned up, washed my hands and did the walk of shame through her house, grabbed my phone, cleaned up our glasses from the evening and looking at the now completely empty bottle of whiskey on the table. No wonder I had a hangover. I grabbed my keys from the table and slipped on my shoes as I headed for the front door. I should wake her up, so she doesn’t think I am slipped out on her, but I’m going to be late if I don’t leave now.
I open the door, flicking the lock behind me, and gently close the door so I don’t disturb her. I looked over at her neighbor who was outside gawking at my car in the driveway. I guess I did kind of park like an asshole last night, but it’s not like it’s blocking his driveway or anything.
“This your car?” He called out as I got closer to him. He was an older gentleman, maybe in his late fifties. He watched me with cautious eyes as I got closer to him.
“Yes sir,” I said with a smile on my face as he backed up a bit as if he sensed evil seeping out of my pores. I kind of enjoyed that feeling when people realized how dangerous I really am. It’s a shame he probably didn’t sense the evil out of Ryan fucking Paxley.
“She’s been through enough. She doesn’t need a troublemaker running a hole through her heart,” he warned me. Well, I wasn’t expecting that from the old man. The look on his face promised death if I even tried to hurt her. “Ryan is lucky I wasn’t home when he pulled his shit, or he would be in the ground, not sitting at his uncle’s place living it up.” He grunted out and stared me down. Okay, respect.
“My names Max Carter. I’m the officer that found her in the parking lot of the precinct and the one who got hit by his truck that night out here. I don’t plan on hurting her, sir. I want her safe, just like you. I live the next street over and stopped in for drinks last night and she didn’t want me driving the short distance home,” I lied a little to the old man, but I didn’t want her getting a reputation.
“That’s just like her. Always looking out for others despite having her world turned upside down. Thank you for finding her. I’m also not sorry for what I said. Cop or not, I won’t have her heart broken again,” he replied as he turned from me and walked to his truck. At least she has someone looking out for her around here besides me.
“I appreciate the threat. Can you do me one favor though?” I called out, he stopped and looked back at me. “Keep an eye out on her house today. There was a suspicious figure that was banging on her door late last night. I was able to chase whoever it was off, but I have a feeling they will be back.”
“I’m adding a camera to look at her house today, I already told her that yesterday. I’ll keep an eye on her, so will my wife and son. She is like family, you have nothing worry about,” he said before turning again and heading off. I got in my car, headed home to grab my bag and headed off to work. It’s going to be a long ass day.