Tank by Trixie Brewster

Author:Trixie Brewster [Brewster, Trixie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-26T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Angela

I heard the commotion going on behind me, but I couldn’t get the images out of my head. I was only twenty when it happened. I had just started college, things were going good. I had Ivan at the campus as my security detail. I just wanted the man to see that I was growing up. But I didn’t really want him that way, not really, he was like a big brother to me. I loved him, but not like that. He was the older brother I never had. I just wanted him to notice that I was no longer a child and to treat me like an adult. Instead, he treated me like a child, I couldn’t have too many drinks, had to have a bedtime and all that childish stuff. Ivan always called me his deirfiur, which means sister in Gaelic.

I was happy that I had an older brother that I was able to choose, but I hated being treated like a child. I was twenty for crying out loud, in one year, I would be legal to drink. I wanted the freedom that I never had growing up. The threats were gone, I didn’t understand why I couldn’t just live and be happy, and free.

I had decided to try and get away from Ivan, work to outsmart him. I was going to meet Molly at a frat party on campus. No big deal I was still on campus. Plus it had been seven years since I was last in their grips I didn’t need to worry about anything. Right.

I had sent a text to Ivan, telling him I was headed for bed. I gave it thirty minutes, then I snuck out my dorm window and ran in the dark, towards the frat party. I had never felt more alive and naughty than I had at that moment.

Man, I was young and dumb as a damned doornail. If I only had seen the man in the shadows, if I had only been five minutes earlier. If I had only listened to Ivan and my Da and took their worries seriously. But I didn’t. Instead, I wanted freedom. Just a small taste was all I wanted. If I had known what that little taste of freedom would cost me, I would have happily forgotten about any freedom and lived my life in perfect happiness even if it killed me slowly on the inside.

“Hey, Mamacita, looking good.” The man emerged from the shadows. There was no way he was in college. He had neck tattoos and two tears on his cheek. But in my naïve thinking, I just kept walking. I didn’t pay him any mind. I figured if I ignored the problem, he would just walk away. Keeping my head down and not making eye contact. I moved a little faster, hoping he would just walk off.

I could hear his boots behind me walking faster as I walked more quickly. I panicked and dialed Ivan on my phone.

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