Blake Canvass3 smI continued to walk backwards, staring at the front door when Max burst in. How he kept getting through my locked doors I had no idea.

He eyed me and Chase, and marched over to us, hands in fists, anger radiating out of his eyes. I stumbled, Chase caught me. I yanked out of his grasp and ran out the back door. I leaned on the deck railing and gulped some air. Chase stepped in front Max with his hands held up. I couldn’t/ wouldn’t take anymore of this tonight. My nerves were already wound up too tight because of Alexis and Trina.

“You have to calm down Max.”

“Calm down,” Max growled. “I’ve been trying to reach you since I got your message. Where the hell have you been?”

Max was pissed. His anger vibrated through me like a chainsaw, making my head throb and my stomach hurt. I stood frozen, watching them with tears streaming down my cheeks.

Max glared at Chase. “I need to talk to Montana. Let me through.”

“No. Not until you calm down!” Chase spat.

Max pushed Chase aside and strode toward me. Chase swiveled, caught his balance, grabbed Max’s arm, and spun him around.

“I’m not letting you near her until you get yourself under control.”

Chase was getting extremely angry now. I wanted to help Chase, I really did. I wanted to step in and calm them both down, but my head felt like it was going to explode from the intense energy they were emanating.

I stumbled off the deck and threw up. When my stomach protested its emptiness I rose, wobbled down to the barn on rubbery legs, and crawled in-between some bales of hay. Holding my head, I cried until I fell asleep.

The next thing I knew Chase was picking me up and carrying me back to the house. He set me down by the fire and began to peel off my wet cloths.

“How do you feel?”

Mentally and physically exhausted. “Extremely hung over,” I started to cry again.

He wrapped me in a blanket and held me until my tears dried up.

“So where is the big bully?”

He laughed. “Only you could bounce back that quickly. He’s at Roses with the girls. As soon as he realized they were listening to everything he calmed down. We stepped outside and I explained what’s been happening here. He went from mad, to surprisingly pale, to extremely worried, cursing the whole time.” Chase laughed again. “It would have made your head spin if you were here. We agreed he would get the girls settled while I found you and brought you home.”

“I hate drama.” I said, willing my strength back, so I could deal with Max.

“Max said he tried to get in touch with us. Where’s your cell?”

“In my jacket pocket, but I haven’t heard it ring at all.”

He stood up to retrieve my phone. “It’s dead,” he laughed, “So is mine. We forgot to charge them with the excitement going on.”

I giggled with him, it must be the stress.

“How’s Alexis and Trina holding up? They must feel uncomfortable now.”

“Nah, we just let them believe it was a lover’s quarrel, they’re rooting for Max winning the prize.”

I laughed. My body solidified into lead weight and my brain was beginning to misfire from the stress.

I leaned heavily onto the couch. “I have to get some sleep Chase. I’ll deal with Max in the morning, if I can handle it.”

“He promised me he would stay centered around you.”

“Thanks for everything.” I laid my head on my arms. I was on the verge of shutting down.

“I’ll take you upstairs.”

“No I will,” Max said as he entered the living room.

Max pulled me into his arms and carried me upstairs. His heart beat against my chest and love surrounded me as he laid me down on the bed, pulling the covers over me.

Blake-A Montana Dayton Novel Ch. 15:2

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