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| Elden couldn't smother the snort that escaped at the mention of Stan, what he remembered of the man and what he'd seen last night.... He had a feeling the man wouldn't last long against Des. She'd tear him up and stomp him into the ground if she so desired, and likely even if she didn't care. Only way that man was taking the position of her father was if she wanted him. He snarled, not liking the corner Sphinx was pushing him into. He wasn't so much of an asshole that he'd lie, not when they had so much to repair already. There was a wild glint to his eyes as he spun to face his father, a combination of the rage that was coursing through him at the memory of the night before and the fact that he had to tell someone, knowing how Des would feel about that breach of trust. His voice was rough with the throttled emotions, irritated that he hadn't been fast enough to avoid the whole mess "Its not something I planned" He snarled, trying to find the words to explain what had happened without pissing himself off farther "Des got the shit beat outa her last night... I didn't realize what was going on soon enough, she didn't tell me about the threats..." He snarled again, turning to open the door to the truck, he snatched a pack of cigarettes from the seat, lighting one up. He didn't smoke often, but you could bet that if he was smoking, something was wrong. "I got to her in time to keep anything serious from happening, but she's in pretty bad shape...." He took a long drag, leaning back against the truck slowly. Though he'd managed to save her from rape, or worse, he'd still failed in protecting her. She'd gotten hurt because he hadn't been paying enough attention to notice the texts, to notice her reaction to them. |
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