Beyond Heat by Ashley Logan

Author:Ashley Logan [Logan, Ashley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: KDL Publishing
Published: 2018-06-28T16:00:00+00:00

I REACH THE JENKINS’ in record time, knowing Damon won’t be far behind me. Mrs. Jenkins is in the front yard, looking like a spy, crouched and peering through her own windows. The look of relief on her face when she sees me pull up tells me enough, but once out of the car, I can hear for myself the noise from within. Cursing the person who loves him the most, Brad damns his mother for forcing him to live.

Gritting my teeth, I charge up the ramp that has been built over their porch steps, and into the house. The place is trashed. Broken glass and frames litter the floor and I can see a photo of Brad standing proudly in his uniform, grinning up at me through the shards. I follow the sound of his pain.

“Jenkins!”

He hasn’t heard me over the harsh lash of his furious words.

“Shut your fucking mouth, or I’ll shut it for you, asshole!” I yell, arriving at the living room as he topples the large bookshelf and all of its contents. Its fall is broken by the small coffee table, which collapses under the weight of it. “You’re trashing your mom’s house and all she ever did was love you, you fucking piece of shit! You say one more foul word about her and I’ll break your fucking arms.”

That shuts him up quick. His arms are his pride and joy and are the source of any freedom he has left. He doesn’t stay quiet for long though, zeroing in on me, he fires every hurtful word he can.

“I know you’re hurting, Jenkins. Your sweetheart left you in your darkest hour and is marrying someone else. This is not the end of the world!”

“What would you know, you impotent, twinkle-toed, pussy! She’s fucking pregnant too!” he yells, reversing his chair out of the living room, swiping a lamp off the sideboard on his way. “That bitch stole my life and gave it to some cunt with legs that work!”

Following, I make my way around the obstacles he creates in my path, stopping in the kitchen, where he’s turned on me. Dodging the fruit he throws at my head, I step closer, angling him toward a corner. An apple is propelled with such force that it explodes on impact with the cupboard beside me. Wiping the sting of apple chunk and juice from my eye, I don’t see the next one and it scones my head, actually giving me whiplash as it strikes and explodes.

“Motherfucker! That is it!”

Launching myself over the kitchen island, I ignore the banana that slaps me in the face. When I land in his space, Brad immediately lashes out, deadening my right leg. Swearing, I deliver a fist to his upper arm, trying to achieve the same effect for him.

Wasting no time, Brad swings at my other leg, causing me to stumble and catch myself on his chair for support.

“No legs for you either, Jackson!” he yells, starting to wail on me with his fists, abusing me with his mouth the whole time.

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