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When Darkness Comes (story) ch. 6

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Chapter 6

I didn’t go out much after that. I wasn’t safe anywhere. Moving back to my parents wasn’t an option…Corbin didn’t care where he had to find me and I couldn’t involve my family. Mostly I withdrew, sat curled up in my big chair and waited. When I heard the rumble of a bike, I knew what…and who…was coming.

The only comfort I had was, usually it was over quickly. Corbin didn’t have an audience here that he felt he had to impress with his meanness…and besides, he was in a hurry to get his next fix. I wasn’t hit so much here but still, I was always left bruised, sometimes bleeding and my pussy so sore and raw that taking a piss was pure torture with the burning.

Only once did I venture to Pete’s. It was on the news that Corbin had been arrested for assaulting a women in Caston, the next town over. The cops there weren’t so intimidated by him and he was held pending bail. I knew he wouldn’t be incarcerated long but I’d have at least one evening when I could see my friends at Pete’s…in peace!

That’s when I heard those rumors. No one would tell me anything specific, “The less you know, the better” and that’s all they’d say. For the life of me, I didn’t know how anyone could stop Corbin without retaliation and I feared for my friends and told them so. They just shushed me and told me not to worry so much.

Corbin’s drug buddies bailed him out and I returned to my own seclusion. I knew I’d be one of the first places he’d come to vent his anger. It was really a mean, ugly night and the first time I ever really feared for my life.

Then, to my surprise, I didn’t see Corbin for well over a week. I watched the news incessantly and talked to Jake several times a day, but no one had seen him. Had he left the state to avoid prosecution? Would we be so lucky? Maybe he overdosed and was gone for good but, no, that would’ve been in the news. As each day passed, the tension grew…Corbin was up to something, we could bet our asses on that!

But there was something else that nagged at me. It was when I talked to Jake. There was an undercurrent there but I couldn’t put my finger on it and Jake acted like he didn’t know what I was talking about when I asked him. He just kept telling me to lay low and be careful. It use to be that Jake would stop by my place where we’d sit on my patio, drink beer and shoot the shit but we’d stopped that several months ago…it wouldn’t do for Corbin to show up and all hell would’ve broke loose. I was lonely now and missed Jake’s visits. His assurance that we could do that again soon only raised my suspicions that something of no good was up and he wasn’t saying what.

Then on Saturday night, I was watching the eleven o’clock news and it brought me right outta my chair…a body had been found out on Canyon road! The police wasn’t giving any details yet but they did say it wasn’t accidental and an investigation was in progress…more to follow.

I could feel the blood drain from my head. Was it Corbin? I certainly wanted him out of my life, and preferrably out of Corrigan, better yet, out of the state…but did I care that he might be dead? I thought of our summer together, those good times. I’d loved him deeply during those months. But that Corbin was gone in an ugly haze of drugs. No, on one hand, I didn’t want him dead but as I searched my soul, after the way things had turned out, I knew, sadly, that I really didn’t care either.

I tried to call Jake but his folks said he wasn’t home…hadn’t been all day so I tried his cell and it went to voicemail. I called Pete’s but no one had seen him. Jake. That undercurrent. Now I was really scared and worried. I thought about going out to look for him but I knew that when Jake wanted to ‘get lost’, that trying to find him would be futile so I figured all I could do was wait. Just as I did with Corbin. It was Saturday night…Corbin’s night to have his fun with me. All I could do was wait. I hated it!

Now it was dark and I could hear a Harley comin’ in on the wind. Revving up and downshifting as it rumbled and growled to a stop just outside my door…

To be continued…

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Mar 6 @ 6:09PM  
Softie, Damn it girl I read this earlier today and swore I left a comment but I guess not! See I told you this story haad me ! I still think you should be published!
Sending another green thing but it's not nearly enough!

Mar 6 @ 10:14PM  
Well dang it!!! Left hanging again!

It's a sign of a good story to leave em hanging.

Mar 6 @ 10:25PM  
She sure know when to put in the comercials don't she Sugar!

Mar 6 @ 11:06PM  
Thanks for the greenie Hog...and yes, all good things need

I agree Sugar...each chapter needs to leave the reader hangin'...gotta bring 'em back

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When Darkness Comes (story) ch. 6