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for trying to ruin what spirit
she had left. I couldn’t seem to control myself, my absolute fury at her
weakness driving me into a frenzied need to punish her.
“Bulk!” Janey shouted from behind me as she ran over and
pulled me off Spirit, “What the hell are you doing?”
“Look at her, fucking look at her!” I yelled back at
Janey who was now settling Spirit back down on the bed, her hand stroking the
soft hair off her face before she kissed her forehead and sighed with a heavy
sadness.
The action calmed me somewhat. Shit, I shouldn’t have shaken
her, Kenny had caused her enough pain and I hissed through my teeth as I fisted
the wall in a need to rid the anger at both Spirit and myself.
Janey grasped my arm and dragged me out of the room
before seating me on the sofa and pouring us both a measure of whisky.
“There’s a lot you don’t know about Spirit, Bulk” she
said sombrely as she handed me my drink and settled beside me on the couch.
“Then tell me” I urged prior to knocking back the whole
of the glass and leaned forward to help myself to the bottle Janey had placed
on the small table in front of us.
“It’s not for me to tell you her story but you need to
know she really struggles with herself. Go easy on her, Kenny gives her enough
grief and to be honest, she doesn’t need it from you as well.”
She eyed me darkly over the rim of her glass as she
tipped her head back and downed her own drink in one.
“What’s the score with her and Kenny?”
I leaned back on the sofa and rested my ankle on the
opposite knee as Janey tipped her head slightly and scoped me out. I could
read the hesitancy in her eyes but she sighed again, “He… he has something over
her that Spirit really doesn’t need… exposing. I hate him, Bulk, with a passion
but as he regulates her he guards her and at the moment, he’s all she’s got in
that department.”
I blew out a breath and reached in my pocket for my
smokes. The room was non-smoking but fuck it.
Janey eyed me as I lit up and blew the smoke into the
air, watching it swirl and dance in the streak of moonlight through the window,
“Why her need for coke?”
She curled her tongue between her teeth and shot a glance
at the bedroom doorway before locking me down with a warning stare, “It’s not
the coke you need to be concerned about. Yes, her usage seems to have grown
over the previous few days but usually she only hits when she’s real bad, once
a month or so. It’s the Jack she has a… penchant for.”
I rubbed my face with my fingers as I stood from the
couch and stubbed my cig out in the plate of rocks decorating the table, “I’ll
keep an eye on her tonight. You get some sleep, you look shattered.”
She sighed and gave me a grateful smile, nodding her
thanks as she headed towards her bedroom.
“Bulk…” she murmured as I was about to enter Spirit’s
room.
I looked at her, the sad expression on her face bringing
forth a slight shimmer of my own sorrow. “Please don’t hate her for this, she
is the most amazing person I know but she… she’s broken, completely shattered
by her life and…” She shrugged unable to finish the sentence but I understood
and nodded, giving her a slight smile.
“Yeah.”
She smiled and swallowed harshly as a single tear slid
from the corner of her eye but gave me a tight nod before escaping to the
confines of her room.
My chest tightened as I glanced at Spirit. Her small body
was still twitching slightly but her face was a lot more relaxed and easy.
She was utterly beautiful and I cursed myself for
thinking so. Shona had been stunning, her long blonde hair had framed her sculptured
cheekbones and her twinkling blue eyes had lifted her whole pretty face but
Spirit, Spirit was striking. Her long black waves reflected the life in her
pure green eyes. The soft slope to her petite nose brought on an urge to nibble
the tip and her mouth, Jesus, her lips were so pink and soft but sinful at
she had left. I couldn’t seem to control myself, my absolute fury at her
weakness driving me into a frenzied need to punish her.
“Bulk!” Janey shouted from behind me as she ran over and
pulled me off Spirit, “What the hell are you doing?”
“Look at her, fucking look at her!” I yelled back at
Janey who was now settling Spirit back down on the bed, her hand stroking the
soft hair off her face before she kissed her forehead and sighed with a heavy
sadness.
The action calmed me somewhat. Shit, I shouldn’t have shaken
her, Kenny had caused her enough pain and I hissed through my teeth as I fisted
the wall in a need to rid the anger at both Spirit and myself.
Janey grasped my arm and dragged me out of the room
before seating me on the sofa and pouring us both a measure of whisky.
“There’s a lot you don’t know about Spirit, Bulk” she
said sombrely as she handed me my drink and settled beside me on the couch.
“Then tell me” I urged prior to knocking back the whole
of the glass and leaned forward to help myself to the bottle Janey had placed
on the small table in front of us.
“It’s not for me to tell you her story but you need to
know she really struggles with herself. Go easy on her, Kenny gives her enough
grief and to be honest, she doesn’t need it from you as well.”
She eyed me darkly over the rim of her glass as she
tipped her head back and downed her own drink in one.
“What’s the score with her and Kenny?”
I leaned back on the sofa and rested my ankle on the
opposite knee as Janey tipped her head slightly and scoped me out. I could
read the hesitancy in her eyes but she sighed again, “He… he has something over
her that Spirit really doesn’t need… exposing. I hate him, Bulk, with a passion
but as he regulates her he guards her and at the moment, he’s all she’s got in
that department.”
I blew out a breath and reached in my pocket for my
smokes. The room was non-smoking but fuck it.
Janey eyed me as I lit up and blew the smoke into the
air, watching it swirl and dance in the streak of moonlight through the window,
“Why her need for coke?”
She curled her tongue between her teeth and shot a glance
at the bedroom doorway before locking me down with a warning stare, “It’s not
the coke you need to be concerned about. Yes, her usage seems to have grown
over the previous few days but usually she only hits when she’s real bad, once
a month or so. It’s the Jack she has a… penchant for.”
I rubbed my face with my fingers as I stood from the
couch and stubbed my cig out in the plate of rocks decorating the table, “I’ll
keep an eye on her tonight. You get some sleep, you look shattered.”
She sighed and gave me a grateful smile, nodding her
thanks as she headed towards her bedroom.
“Bulk…” she murmured as I was about to enter Spirit’s
room.
I looked at her, the sad expression on her face bringing
forth a slight shimmer of my own sorrow. “Please don’t hate her for this, she
is the most amazing person I know but she… she’s broken, completely shattered
by her life and…” She shrugged unable to finish the sentence but I understood
and nodded, giving her a slight smile.
“Yeah.”
She smiled and swallowed harshly as a single tear slid
from the corner of her eye but gave me a tight nod before escaping to the
confines of her room.
My chest tightened as I glanced at Spirit. Her small body
was still twitching slightly but her face was a lot more relaxed and easy.
She was utterly beautiful and I cursed myself for
thinking so. Shona had been stunning, her long blonde hair had framed her sculptured
cheekbones and her twinkling blue eyes had lifted her whole pretty face but
Spirit, Spirit was striking. Her long black waves reflected the life in her
pure green eyes. The soft slope to her petite nose brought on an urge to nibble
the tip and her mouth, Jesus, her lips were so pink and soft but sinful at
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