Bruised Angel (River of Lies #2)

by Sammy King

  “Take it easy. It will be easy to drive like a dickhead in this. So go slow” Knox said with a nod of his chin to Chelsea “you’ve got precious cargo on board. And don’t forget her aunty is married to a big time lawyer”

  Mason shook his head and laughed.

  “Yeah Lincoln reminds me that I’m going out with his cousin regularly. I can’t forget” Mason said with a laugh. “I’ll go easy Dad”

  Knox nodded and patted the roof stepping back from the car and letting Mason pull out of the driveway. It wasn’t long before they were driving the highway, the air blowing in their faces through the open windows, their hands tangled in each other’s and free.

  “Where do you want to go?” Mason asked turning his head to look at Chelsea.

  “The mountain” Chelsea replied with a smile.

  Mason nodded his head and grinned.

  “What my lady wants; my lady gets” Mason said with a smile, revving the engine and heading towards the Mountains that lay on the outskirts of the city.

  It wasn’t long and they saw the big Mountain looming in front of them. Chelsea sat at ease as the big car took the corners beautifully. Soon they found themselves sitting at the observation point of the mountain and watching the people wander around. Chelsea and Mason were in their own personal bubble in the car, in their world, their world of freedom. Chelsea looked out as the cars funnelled up and down the highway like ants on a mission all busy doing not much. She never wanted to be one of those people. That’s why she loved art so much, she could work at her own pace. If she didn’t want to paint, she didn’t have to paint, if she wanted to walk the beach she could walk the beach. Her life was hers. Her art was the one thing she could control and that was what Chelsea loved about it.

  Chelsea rested back in the seat and closed her eyes sighing with contentment.

  “You alright?” Mason asked stroking her hand absently.

  Chelsea opened her eyes and looked over at him nodding her head.

  “I’m better than alright. I’ve got the most beautiful man I’ve ever met by my side. I’ve got a sister I never had before. I’ve gained a cousin who I consider a good friend and I’ve got a best friend. I have somewhere to belong. And I’ve been accepted into a school doing what I love. Life is perfect” she said with a smile on her face.

  Mason smiled and kissed her hand.

  “I love you” he said.

  Chelsea smiled and nodded.

  “I love you to. Now let’s go find somewhere and fuck ourselves senseless in this pretty car of yours” Chelsea said.

  “Hey it’s not pretty, it’s manly and tough” Mason said with a laugh.

  “Oh sorry, let’s go find somewhere and fuck ourselves senseless in this tough and manly car of yours” Chelsea corrected herself.

  Mason nodded and grinned.

  “That’s better” he said gunning the engine to life.

  They drove around the back of the observatory and found a quiet little spot nestled in amongst some trees. It wasn’t quite far enough off the road for Chelsea’s liking but she knew that Mason wouldn’t take his shiny new car too far off road for fear of scratching it so she said nothing. When he turned the engine off they wound the windows up and Chelsea climbed out of the car and swung the back door open. Mason watched her with a smile.

  “Am I going to have to start without you?” Chelsea asked pulling her dress up to expose her crotch.

  Mason raised an eyebrow and gave her a crooked smile. She watched him while she gently moved her hands down over her pussy and began to slowly dip her fingers into the folds. Mason gave a throaty moan as he watched her fingers moving in and out of herself. She had never done anything like it before. With Mason though, she felt like there wasn’t anything she could do that would turn him off, maybe lick his toes or something but not touching her own pussy. That he seemed to be enjoying greatly.

  Chelsea spread her legs wider and leaned back against the seat watching Mason intently. She dipped her fingers inside her again, but this time as she brought them out she allowed the sticky wetness to sit on her hands. Chelsea took her finger and slowly inserted it between her lips and sucked off the juices. Mason groaned and quickly opened the driver’s door climbing into the back seat. Chelsea smiled at him, when he grabbed her hand and ran his tongue across the palm tasting her juices. He groaned again gently pushing her against the door and pushing her thighs apart. Mason buried his head and flicked his tongue through the wet folds until she was grinding her hips into his face and crying out for relief. Mason sat up and wiped his chin with the back of his hand.

  “That had to be the hottest thing I’ve ever seen” he said with a smile.

  “Oh really? You didn’t seem interested at all” Chelsea laughed.

  Mason smiled and winked at her as he lowered his jeans over his hips and rolled on a condom. She widened her eyes and gasped as he moved deep inside her in a sudden movement. It wasn’t long before they were both clinging to one another and crying in ecstasy. Mason and Chelsea sat back in the seat both completely satiated. Chelsea closed her eyes and reached out for Mason’s hand. They sat there for a long time and when she opened her eyes again, she noticed Mason had his eyes closed and mouth lightly open, his breathing deep and slow showing he had fallen asleep. She reached over and took the condom off his now soft cock and tied the end up, shoving it into a paper bag she saw in the glove box and pulling his jeans across to attempt to hide him from the outside world.

  She got out of the car and walked to the front, leaning against the bonnet. Chelsea lifted her face to the sun that was poking through the trees and sniffed at the clean air that the city didn’t have. She listened as the birds sung their song each trying to get laid in their own way. Chelsea breathed in a deep breath and smiled.

  “Hello there” Chelsea heard from behind her.

  Chelsea turned to see an old lady and man coming towards the car. She started to panic slightly at the thought of Mason being exposed in the back seat and had to stifle a giggle at the imagined look on the old couple’s faces.

  “Hello” Chelsea called back to them.

  “It’s a beautiful day to be out in the sunshine” the old lady said.

  Chelsea smiled and nodded. The couple approached her and thankfully stayed at the front of the car. Chelsea moved over in front of the driver’s side so that they couldn’t see in to where Mason was sleeping.

  “It is” Chelsea agreed.

  “You have a beautiful dress” the lady said again with a warm smile.

  Chelsea smiled again and thanked her for the complement. The old man pulled his binoculars out and started to look up into the tree’s as he walked towards them to get a better look at whatever bird was nesting there. The lady leaned forward as if to tell Chelsea a secret. Chelsea looked at her and leaned in as well.

  “Your dress is caught in your bottom cheeks” the lady smiled sweetly as she whispered.

  Chelsea’s face immediately went bright red as she reached around and pulled the dress from out of her hungry backside. The old lady laughed and touched Chelsea’s arm gently.

  “It’s alright dear, we were young once and had our fair share of backseat romps” she said nodding to Mason who was still asleep in the back seat.

  Chelsea smiled through her embarrassment and lowered her head. The lady chuckled again.

  “He’s a looker” she said lifting her chin back towards Mason. “I wouldn’t let him sleep too long”

  The old lady gave Chelsea a wink. Chelsea let out a laugh, which made the lady laugh harder, holding onto Chelsea’s arm for support. The old man turned around and put his hands on his hips cocking his head and looking at them like they had completely lost the plot while they giggled like school girls.

  “What are you two cackling about?” the old man asked.

  The old lady shook her head and giggled again.

  “Nothing dear, secret women’s business. Now let’s keep going and let this young lady enjoy her day” she said with a w
ink to Chelsea.

  Chelsea grinned and waved them off as they continued on their walk before shaking her head and turning back to the car. Mason was still asleep when she gently nudged him. He opened his eyes and smiled at her.

  “Sorry baby I didn’t mean to fall asleep” Mason said groggily.

  “That’s alright” Chelsea said with a smile. “Wanna go get something to eat. I’m starving”

  Mason sat up and smiled nodding his head. They drove down the mountain in silence, Chelsea’s mind still with the old couple she had spoken to. She hoped to be just like them one day with Mason, although she’s not sure he would be that oblivious and she couldn’t really see him looking at birds with a pair of binoculars. Chelsea let out a giggle at the thought of it. Mason looked over at her with a confused look on his face.

  “What are you laughing at?” he asked.

  Chelsea shook her head and regaled him of the story that had happened. He looked shocked and opened his mouth.

  “She saw my dick?” Mason asked as he cheeks reddened.

  Chelsea laughed and nodded.

  “How could she not, you fell asleep with it hanging out” Chelsea laughed. “She was impressed if that makes it better”

  Mason puffed his chest out and grinned.

  “Yes it does. See what can I say, I can even make old ladies all juicy” Mason said with a beaming grin.

  Chelsea scrunched up her nose and held her hands up.

  “Alright there is a line Mason Knox and you just skidded right over it” Chelsea laughed. “I do not want to think of old ladies getting juicy”

  Mason barked out a laugh as he pulled into a little roadhouse that he assured her sold the best burgers in town. He wasn’t wrong. She engulfed her burger at breakneck speed, letting out a big burp at the end. Mason watched her with a raised eyebrow.

  “Where the hell do you put all that food?” Mason asked.

  Chelsea laughed and shook her head.

  “Hollow legs” she replied patting her legs.

  Mason nodded and grinned, pushing his fries over to her to finish off. That night she started packing clothes to take to the beach. She had let Mason buy her bikini to wear and a couple of sundresses. Chelsea only let him buy them with the promise that when she sold some more art that she would pay him back. She knew he wouldn’t let her, but she felt better being made believe that was what was going to happen.

  Chapter Twenty Three

  The next morning they left early to meet Kelly and Lincoln at Lincoln’s house. Kelly had been spending more and more time at Lincoln’s house. Chelsea missed her but she was really glad that she was happy. When Chelsea saw Kelly though that morning, she didn’t look right. Chelsea frowned and went to her friend.

  “Are you alright?” Chelsea asked.

  Kelly nodded her head and gave Chelsea a weak smile.

  “Yeah, I think I just ate something weird, I’m feeling a bit sick” she replied.

  Chelsea nodded and smiled at Kelly.

  “We can stop as often as you want to puke” Chelsea said with a smile.

  “Oh trust me I will be” Kelly replied with a grin.

  “We don’t have to go today if you don’t feel well” Chelsea said frowning.

  Kelly shook her head.

  “No it’s alright, I was sick yesterday too, but by the time I got moving in the afternoon I was fine. I am just a bit tired and need to wake up. Lincoln’s going to drive for me” she said.

  Chelsea frowned again but nodded accepting her friend’s explanation. It wasn’t long and they were on the road. They only had to stop once for Kelly to hang her head out on the side of the road and bring up the little amount of food she had in her stomach. When they arrived at the little beach cottage that sat nestled amongst the salt bush shrubs and sand, Chelsea could smell the sea and the air was warm. She followed Lincoln, Kelly and Mason into the cottage and looked out through the big French doors that opened onto a little patio containing a small outdoor dining set and barbecue but then lead out to crisp white sand and an endless blue ocean. Chelsea breathed in deep and smiled. She had been looking forward to the week so much, she could already feel the ice cold ocean water on her hot body. She had her whole week planned out. Have as much sex with Mason as possible and lay on the beach as often as possible.

  Later in the afternoon Chelsea was sitting down on the beach watching Mason frolic around in the water, she couldn’t help but lust over the way the water dripped over his muscles and his long dark hair hung down over his back. As they were walking back to the cottage she could hear Lincoln and Kelly shouting. Mason and Chelsea looked at one another. Suddenly a door slammed and Chelsea heard Kelly’s car rev and bang on the way out the drive way as it bottomed out on the road and squealed its tires up the road.

  When they went inside Lincoln was sitting on the couch with his head in his hands.

  “What was that about?” Mason asked.

  Lincoln looked up with tears in his eyes.

  “I’m going to be a father” he said with a shrug of his shoulder.

  Chelsea shook her head. Kelly wanted nothing more than to be a mother, so she couldn’t understand why they were shouting.

  “Shouldn’t that be a good thing?” Mason asked.

  Lincoln shook his head and ran his hands over his cropped hair.

  “How am I supposed to look after a kid. I can’t give up Uni. My Dad would kill me for a start, but I’ve wanted to be a lawyer for as long as I can remember” Lincoln said miserably.

  “So why did Kelly fly out of here?” Chelsea asked concerned.

  Lincoln dropped his head into his hands again.

  “I asked her to have an abortion” Lincoln said quietly.

  “Oh” Chelsea said dropping her head.

  She looked at Mason.

  “Come on we better go find her” Chelsea said.

  Mason nodded his head and took his keys from the counter. They started to drive down towards the beach, hoping that Kelly would be there trying to calm down. Telling Kelly to abort a child was probably the worst thing Lincoln could have said to her. Chelsea chewed on her nail absently, her mind slipping to what she would do if it were her in the situation. Chelsea knew she would be happy but she didn’t know if Mason would feel the same as Lincoln.

  “Would you ask me to abort if I was pregnant?” Chelsea asked suddenly.

  Mason gave her a sideways glance before he shook his head.

  “I would support your decision no matter what. My family is a bit different to Lincoln’s. He lives with an expectation to be like them. Get a career and make bucket loads of money” Mason said.

  Chelsea nodded and smiled. She believed him. Not that she wanted a baby yet. She wanted to wait until she had established her art gallery and was successful before she even thought about having children. They drove slowly along the boulevard trying to see if they could see Kelly’s car anywhere but it was nowhere to be seen.

  “Maybe she started home” Mason said.

  Chelsea nodded her head. Mason turned the car onto the Freeway to head towards their home, they only lived an hour away from the cottage, so it wasn’t a big deal to go home and talk to Kelly before heading back. They got half way down the Freeway when Chelsea saw flashing red and blue lights ahead of them. Chelsea started to shake her head. Her heart fell into the pit of her stomach and the panic gripped at her throat. Mason frowned and gripped the wheel turning his knuckles white. As they approached the lights, they saw Kelly’s car on its roof. Police and ambulance were surrounding the car and a tarp had been pulled across the driver’s door. Mason stopped in the middle of the road and Chelsea flung the door open, jumping from the car.

  “No, no, no, no” Chelsea screamed as she ran towards Kelly’s car.

  Two policemen grabbed hold of her and swung her away as she fought to get free. Tears streamed from her eyes as she punched and clawed trying to get to Kelly. Chelsea could see her lulled against the steering wheel which was resting on the ground.

/>   “Kelly” Chelsea screamed as her eyes blurred with tears. “Please God wake up Kelly”

  Finally one police man was able to get Chelsea to stand still, he bent down and looked into Chelsea’s face.

  “I’m sorry, she is gone” he said sadly.

  Chelsea screamed incoherent words, again fighting to get to Kelly. She looked around for Mason who was slumped on the ground, his head buried into his knees. Chelsea broke free of the policeman’s arms and went to him, falling to her knees she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into her. They sat on the road amongst twisted metal and glass crying to each other. After some time Mason looked up at her.

  “I need to tell Dad and Lincoln” he said.

  Chelsea nodded and hiccupped her sobs. She looked back over her shoulder to see the ambulance officers freeing Kelly from the wreckage, blood covered her face and her arm lulled lifelessly from the stretchers.

  “She’s dead Dad” Chelsea heard Mason cry down the line.

  His whole body shook with tears, he looked up just as the ambulance officers slipped Kelly into a large black body bag. Mason screamed a guttural roar. Chelsea had never felt so helpless.

  “The baby” she cried to the policemen.

  The policeman looked at Chelsea with a confused look. He shook his head.

  “There was no baby there” he said starting to look panicked.

  Chelsea shook her head and touched her stomach.

  “She was pregnant, you have to save the baby” she cried.

  The policeman shook his head.

  “I’m sorry Chelsea we can’t, she wasn’t far enough along to save the baby” he said gently, putting his hand on Chelsea’s shoulder and giving it a squeeze.

  Chelsea nodded sadly. She knew that was the truth, she knew before she even suggested it. The baby wouldn’t have even had a heart beat yet, she just wanted to cling to something. Once they had put Kelly into the ambulance the coroner came to where Chelsea and Mason stood. Mason was pale and tears streaked his face.