Page 31 of Bane's Beginning

“You’re supposed to be on my side! I’m your sister, not her. How can you ignore everything that she has done? She set our fucking house on fire. I should have never brought her around,” Bridgette said as she started to cry. Of-fucking-course. I scoffed, taking another sip of my beer. Wait, did she say that Thea set their house on fire? I looked over at Ares and I could tell he was eavesdropping and just as confused as Anna and I were. It’s not our fault they decided to hash things out right in front of us.

“It was his bed, not our house,” he said nonchalantly. “And are you my sister? Because my sister, the one I remember, would never do the shit you pulled on Thea,” the kid said, and I saw a vein sticking out in his neck. Clearly, he was one of the very few people that actually cared about Thea.

“It’s like you’ve become a different person. A jealous, insecure, evil person, Bridge. She doesn’t deserve the shit you and Marcus pulled on her, especially not after everything we’ve all been through,” he replied, and I couldn’t help but wonder about what they were talking about.

“She took both of them from me,” the blonde seethed. “Marcus was mine first, and I brought her around, and she stole him. I just took back what was mine. That doesn’t make me an evil person. I love him!”

“She didn’t take shit because he was never yours,” Chase laughed sarcastically. “You seriously think I would just sit byand let you date that prick? Hell, I wouldn’t even let him date her, but there was no point in fighting the inevitable after I kept bashing his face in and she kept taking him back. I told him exactly what I told him when we were kids that I’d kill him if he laid his hands on you, and I fucking meant that.”

“I can’t believe you,” she cried. “You’re the reason he has pursued every other campus bimbo but me.”

Did she just call herself a bimbo?

“Marcus has never known how to treat women. He disrespects them, uses them, fucks around. As your brother, you think I’m going to stand by and let you date a piece of shit like that? Fuck no! You need to wake up and realize you deserve better than that.”

At that, the blonde ran off and the kid let out a deep breath. He then looked around and saw that we were all staring at him.

“Shit,” he said, chuckling. “I didn’t realize you guys could hear us with the music and all.” He ran his hand through his hair and asked, “Which one of you is Thea’s brother?”

Ares tipped his beer towards the kid and stuck his hand out. “It’s nice to meet you. I’m Chase,” he said as he shook his hand. He had no idea he was shaking the hand of one scary motherfucker. “And you must be Bane?”

He looked over at me, and I was a little bit shocked that she had been talking about me. “Yeah,” I said. “That’s me.”

He nodded and looked over at Anna. “Anna?” he questioned her and she looked like she was about to fall out of her bar stool.

“Thea talks about us?”

Chase laughed as if it was obvious. “She talks about you all every day, but I guarantee she’s not the type of person to tell you about us.”

Before any of us could respond, there was a commotion and we all stood up and looked toward the door to see Thea searching for us with a deadness in her eyes. Devastation washed over me, but I had no time to think about it as she caught up to us.

“Chase! He isn’t breathing,” she deadpanned as she pulled at him to follow her. “Marcus isn’t breathing!”

“Fuck,” he said.

“Did you Narcan him?” he asked as he turned to follow her towards the exit. “Dude’s on enough coke to kill a racehorse that shit could be laced.”

“I only had one dose,” she responded. “I don’t think it was enough.”

Everything inside me wanted to tell them to leave the bastard lying there, but another thought had crossed my mind. I looked over at Ares and his face told me what I already knew.

Well, maybe tonight wasn’t such a bust after all.

If the douchebag stays alive.

Chapter 16: Maverick

As we made our way outside of Jynx, Marcus was on the ground outside gasping for air, and Chase knelt beside him and sprayed Narcan into his nose. This dose did it. The dumbass started coughing as air finally reached his lungs.

I looked over at Thea and she still had the same dead look on her face. I wanted to grab her, pull her to me, do everything in my power to bring back her smile, but before I could decide, the sirens did for me.

Of course, someone called the police. Shit, Sheriff Brinkley was the last fucking person I needed to deal with right now.

“Prospect,” I said, calling out to Blake, the prospect. “Get the van and take dipshit to the clubhouse.”

“He needs a doctor,” Chase, or Captain America, I’ve decided to name him, answered.

“We’ve got a doctor back at the club,” I said. “Unless you want to answer to the cops,” I signaled to the lights heading towards us, “why your friend just overdosed. I’m sure mommy and daddy would love to know, too?”