and pulls me to him so that I am leaning against his chest. I relax into his arms instead of fighting with him.
I see Lane looking at Jake’s arm around me. “Egypt, you want to come stay with me? You will have whatever you want and then some, I need someone new as you well know.” Lane says smiling.
“Thanks but no thanks, I’m happy right where I’m at,” I say. Taking my hand, I put it over Jake's. Looking over at Lane I see that’s he’s laughing and shaking his head.
“Whatever you say Egypt, for now.” He says.
He looks above my head at Jake. “This isn’t over asshole, and I will get her," Lane says. He turns and walks away.
I hear Jake say, “You can try, buddy, over my dead body.”
Watching Lane, he walks over to his guys and they start to leave. I know I have made the right decision here with staying with Jake. He is the lesser of two evils. I just have to bide my time and wait for Mack.
I hear Jake talk into his walkie. Turning around in his arms I look up at him. I’m tired, cold and hungry and starting to hurt. “Could you please get me out of here, Jake?”
He looks down at me and smiles, nodding a yes, he picks me up gently and starts to walk to one of the running SUVs. “Egypt, we need to talk, but we will wait until we are at the safe house,” he says.
We get to the back of the SUV and Gus opens up the door, Jake gently puts me in and goes around to the other side. My door opens up and the medic guy gets in. Great I’m sandwiched between two guys I really do not know with hardly any clothes on. Rick starts looking at my knees and ribs, I lean my head back and close my eyes. Why fight them I’m really messed up and chances are I will just make the injuries worse. I wonder how everyone back at the house is doing. I wonder if Mack left and where he is at. How much longer will I be with these guys? No, they have not hurt me, but what Jake did was wrong. Taking a deep breath, I feel a prick in my hip. What the hell, I cannot open my eyes and I feel hands holding me down. I feel like I’m floating…
Chapter 4
Mack and Sal
We have been driving for two hours and I still have not gotten to her. Gripping the wheel tighter, I could only guess what he is doing to her. I know I told her do whatever it takes to stay alive. But the thought of him touching her makes my skin crawl, I just want to kill him. Looking over at Sal I wonder what he is thinking. I know they like each other but, I do not believe it is serious. Sal is a good guy really, but he is soft in ways where Egypt needs hard. I need to find out why she came to me this morning and not Sal. And I know he has to be wondering too. He really has not talked to me other than telling me to speed up or turn this way or that.
“Sal, hey man, what’s going through your head?” I ask.
“There’s a lot going my head right now, Mack. What the fuck do you think I’m thinking about? Why did she run to you, Mack?” Sal says.
“I’m going to be honest, Sal, I love her plain and simple. I told her I’d wait for her until she figures out what she wants, that I have all the time in the world. Tell me something Sal. You don’t love her, do you?”
Looking over at me, Sal runs his hands through his hair. “No, Mack, I don’t, I can’t. I know I should and that is what she deserves. I mean damn, man, she’s perfect in every damn way. But you know me I’m getting antsy, I can’t stay in one place for a long time,” Sal says.
“Sal, you’re an asshole! You need to stop leading her on, that’s really fucked up,” I say angrily.
“Mack, slow down. They’re stopping up ahead,” Sal says.
Looking to where Sal is pointing, it looks like they are pulling into an old house. Pulling over to the side of the road, I stop the truck.
“It doesn’t look like anyone else is here,” I say.
“It sounds like they are checking the house. I bet they are going to stay here for the night. Then meet up with the rest sometime
Lisa Mondello, L. A. Mondello