Chapter 18

"You bastard, I'm going to kill you.  Don't you ever turn my friends against me again!"  Bron yelled at him furiously.  "You have no right to keep me here and neither does Mc.  Who do you people think you are?  I'd call the cops but they wouldn't believe me."

Kevin stood by the door, legs spread wide apart and his arms crossed at his chest.  He was letting her blow off steam before he said anything to her.  "Are you done now?" he asked as very calmly. 

"Get the hell out of my way!" she bellowed at him. 

He casually glanced at his watch ignoring her.  I really don't have time for this, I only have ten minutes left, he contemplated. 

"Move Kevin or I'm gonna go through you," she hissed through closed teeth waiting for him to move.  I can't believe it, he's just standing there, smirking at me.  Fine that's the way you want it she thought, as she jumped for the door.

She was caught in mid air and deposited on the bed.  Crawling on top of her, he sat on her hips backwards so that his back was to her face.  As he sat on her he thought, I'll fix your ass Bron, you're not going anywhere until they find this freak.  I'm not going to let anything happen to you.  You act more like a child than a full-grown woman.

He grabbed her boots, ripping them off her feet and threw them by the door.  The entire time he was speaking to himself in his head.  Lady you can bitch and moan all you want about guys running your life.  So far I have seen you get your way every single damn time, you run circles around these guys, well maybe not Mc and definitely not me.  You are a spoiled little brat.

Bron started screaming and pounding on is back, "No Kevin!  Please not again!  Please!"

Ignoring her pleas, he moved his hips further back so he was over her ribs and he removed her jeans and underwear, tossing them with the boots.  His thoughts continued, honey some day we're going to look back on this and have a good laugh.

"Please don't do this to me!" she was begging him. 

He thought about telling her he wasn't going to but she wouldn't believe him anyway.  He turned himself around and took her shirt and bra off her body.  He was starting to get angry with her because she had smacked him in the face again.  The interviews were in a few minutes and he didn't want to have to answer questions about a handprint on his face. 

He climbed off her and stood up.  Bron sprung off the bed standing a few feet away from him.  He smiled at what he saw, an outraged Bron, her chest heaving, fists clenching, and eyes flashing at him.  She could care less that she didn't have a stitch of clothes on.  Damn what a sight and I don't have the time, he whined to himself. 

"Now you can't go anywhere, can you," he quipped, raising one eyebrow. 

He saw that she was starting to get scared as the anger died away.  Walking up to her, he grabbed her by her hair and forced her head back.  He bent and kissed her deeply, plunging his tongue inside her mouth sliding it across her teeth and twisting around her tongue.  As he took her breathe away, her fear left her.

Releasing her hair he her pulled closer to him, deepening the kiss.  He waited, then with one hand on her waist he raised the other, tugged her head back again and released it.  Observing her, he recognized the lust in her eyes and continued to watch her.  A loud crack rang in the room and he saw her eyes fill with tears and lips start quiver. 

"You needed a crack on the ass, maybe next time you'll do as you're told.  You act like a spoiled child; you get treated like one.  I have had enough of this.  I don't want anything to happen to you, you're important to me.  Stop acting like a baby and deal with it.  Don't forget the fact that you are mine!  Mc gave you to me." 

He calmly walked over picked up her things and proceeded out the door closing it lightly.  He waited a minute by the closed door; he heard her yell, "Dammit that hurt!"   Chuckling to himself, he was satisfied she would be Okay. 

Kevin set her clothes and boots on the couch next to her duffel.  Walking back to the dining area he grabbed a chair and returned to the bedroom door.  The chair was jammed under the knob of the door.  In an ominous voice he turned to Jake, "You answer to me, remember that."  Kevin looked at the girls who were staring at him in complete horror.  Not saying a word to them Kevin and Mc strolled out the door and down the hallway. 


"OH MY GOD!"  Gillian yelled as Amy jumped to shut the door to the suite.  The three girls clamored to the door and heard Bron crying on the other side.

Gillian grabbed for the chair but Jake pushed her hand away saying, "Don't."

"Jake she needs us!"  Amy yelled at him.

"No!" was his return. 

"Let us talk to her Jake, come on," Amy pleaded to him.

"So talk." 

Mary looked at him; "Through the door?" she was floored. 

"Nobody is moving that chair," Jake announced. 

"Fine," Mary whispered in a nasty tone. 

"Bron are you all right?:  Mary waited for the answer. 

"Yes," Bron answered.

"Did he hurt you Bron?"  Amy asked. 

"Just my pride!" came from behind the door. 

"Bron he didn't mean it, he's just worried," Mary spoke to the door.  

"Get real!  He doesn’t even know me," was Bron's angry reply.

Mary told Amy and Gillian to leave and they did as Mary asked.  "Bron, I asked Amy and Gillian to go back to their rooms," Mary spoke looking at Jake.  They both knew Bron was holding back because of them. 

"I just want to go home, I want Bounce.  I don't want to be here!" she wailed from the bedroom and started sobbing.

Jake rolled his eyes and shook his head, "Oh, Mare!" 

"Bron, the guys will be back in an hour, why don't you rest for awhile," Mary said.  Mary heard Bron sniffle on the other side of the door, "okay," sounding totally defeated.

Mary and Jake sat in the room staring at each other the entire time.  They watched the clock as an hour went by.  Mary stated to pace she was really pissed at Kevin for being so obnoxious with Bron.  She didn't hear what he said to her but she did hear him speaking to her and she heard Bron screaming no not again.  That part she would talk to Bron about later.  They all heard him strike her.  She thought he is almost as bad as Mc.  As matter of fact, he is exactly like Mc.  Mary giggled to herself no wonder has the hots for him.

They heard the water turn on in the bathroom.  "Bron are you okay?"  Mary asked her. 

"Yes, I just want to soak and sulk, okay." 

"Are you sure?"  Mary gently asked her. 

"I'm sure Mare."

"You know Bron, this is your last night maybe you should think about enjoying it," Mary said as she winked at Jake.  Jake grinned back at her. 

"Go to hell and leave me alone!" was Bron's angry response. 

Jake and Mary were chuckling to each other over Bron's response.  Mary knew it was just what Bron wanted and needed, but she also knew Bron wasn't going to admit it.  Granted Mary had spoke to Nick last night and was told just how fascinated Kevin had become with the fic.  Mary thought you just need Kevin to screw your brains out of your head the right way and you'd feel a whole lot better girl.

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