Rank by Graham D. R

Author:Graham, D. R. [Graham, D. R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Young Adult
ISBN: 9780008140083
Amazon: 0008140081
Goodreads: 25106844
Publisher: HarperImpulse
Published: 2015-04-02T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

I opened the screen door, walked down the hall, and stood in the archway to the dining room to see who Tawnie was talking to. There was an athletic looking guy sitting at the head of the table.

“Who’s your dinner guest, Tawnie?”

“None of your business, Mitch. You need to leave before I call the cops.”

“Go ahead. I’ll be done with what I’m about to do before the cops get here.”

Tawnie stepped closer to me and it seemed as if she was checking which exit was nearest.

“She asked you to leave,” I said.

“Shut up.”

I stepped into the dining room and stood in front of Tawnie. “Go call the police.” She turned and her feet pounded against the floorboards as she ran up the stairs. I stared at Mitch. The chair scraped across the floor behind him as he stood.

“You think you’re a tough guy?” he asked.

“I’m not looking for a fight. You just need to leave. You’re trespassing. And from what she’s told me I’m going to assume you’re also violating a restraining order.”

“You picked the wrong girl.”

“She doesn’t want anything to do with you. You need to accept that and move on.”

He laughed and walked along the side of the dining table towards me. He was as tall as me and a little broader. His breathing was shallow and getting faster. “This is between her and me. You need to mind your business, cowboy.”

“Making sure she’s safe is my business.”

He rubbed his hand over his mouth. “I hope you enjoyed fucking her because it’s the last thing you’re ever going to do.” He winced as if the thought of her being with someone else stabbed him.

I smiled to provoke him and widened my stance. “I did enjoy it. Thoroughly.”

He launched himself through the air and tackled me to the ground. His fist made contact with my jaw, but I wrestled him onto his back and rammed my knee against his chest. I punched him with a left hook.

He was out.

I stood and kicked his motionless body. Tawnie appeared in the archway with the phone pressed to her ear and stared at Mitch. I put on my hat and sat on a dining room chair to wait for either the police to arrive, or for the asshole to come to. Tawnie rushed into the kitchen and returned with a bag of frozen peas. “Here,” she whispered away from the phone. “Put this on your face. I’m so sorry.”

“It’s not your fault.” I pressed the bag against my hand. It was already throbbing from punching him so hard.

“How long until an officer is going to be here?” she asked the person on the phone. “Mitchell LaPorte…Tawnie Lang…Yes, but there’s a restraining order.” She frowned as she paced back and forth listening to the person on the other end of the phone. “He entered my house without permission. He attacked my friend.” Mitch groaned and moved a little, which made her hop back. Her breathing sounded as if she was being choked. “Can you please tell them to hurry?”

He groaned again and tried to move, so I stood over him.

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