Chapter Nine

I let out a defeated sigh, and my face buried in my hands. “Un-fucking-believable.”

I am finally calming myself down, but now I feel like I’m going to get sick. The anticipation of not knowing what’s going on is killing me. If Kayden has found Logan, what will happen once he comes face to face with him? 

“Logan is the ex that I keep hearing about, huh?” Zak asks sitting down beside me.

“Yeah, I take it you’ve read about my love life drama, or heard all about it on TV. It’s embarrassing and extremely annoying at the same time. I just wish sometimes I could live a normal life. Boy and girl break-up; friends, family, and people in your town maybe fuss over it for a few days, but by the end of the week it’s old news.” I blow out a puff of air glancing at Zak before leaning back against the couch and staring up at the lights dancing on the ceiling, “Not with my life. Everyone wants to just drag this shit out. It has been months, and I still have to have the worst night of my life shoved down my throat twenty-four-seven.”

Zak rakes his fingers through his hair, and sits back, “Yeah, I can see how that can be hard. I guess us normal people take our average life for granted. I don’t think I could handle people judging my life every second of the day. Thinking what you wear or whom you’re dating is a topic free for them to scrutinize, it’s sad really, there are far worse things going on around the world, and all they care about is who’s out buying Starbucks in sweats.”

Rolling my eyes, I turn to look at Zak, “Yeah, it’s stressful, that is why I’m a freaking mess right now…some idiot was snapping pictures of us on the dance floor. I thought Logan was Kayden at first when the guy took pictures of us and then followed us through the dance floor snapping pictures as we fought. So I won’t be shocked to see them all over the news tomorrow. Sleazy magazines pay good money for a juicy story and photos to boot.”

Pulling me against him, Zak rubs my arm. It felt odd having him be affectionate and caring towards me, seeing I barely know him. I start scanning the crowd looking for anyone else ready to pounce on me and take my picture now with Zak.

“People wish for fame and fortune, but they don’t realize the price we pay is bigger than any amount of money we have. Don’t get me wrong I love the life style that I get to live, thanks to my mom and dad. But sometimes you wish you can just be normal for a little while.” I say letting out a small laugh, trying to lighten up the mood.

“Yeah, true, but it sucks for those of us who are struggling money wise. A few thousand in my pocket would make all that seem like a tiny annoyance.”

I let out a small groan, “Only people who don’t live the life I live say that. Believe me after a while it gets old.”

Zak is just about to say something when we hear shouts from across the bar. “Oh Shit! I think Kayden found Logan!” Zak yells, causing my stomach to flip flop.

Jumping up from my seat, I rush towards the commotion. With Zak behind me, we run through the bar to where everyone has formed a circle around Kayden and Logan.

Kayden towers over Logan by at least three inches and in the muscle category there is no competition. Kayden wins hands down. This could get ugly and fast.

“What the fuck is your problem, bro!?” Logan screams at Kayden whose centimeters away from Logan’s face, with Logan’s shirt fisted in his hand.

“My problem, bro, is that you can’t get it through your fuckin’ head to stay the fuck away from Savannah!”

I don’t know if it’s because Logan is drunk, but he doesn’t seem to be fazed at all by the fact that Kayden is two seconds away from pounding his face in. I’m just standing here taking in the scene unfolding in front of me, frozen in place.

Security is trying to get through the crowd, but people seem to want to see a good fight and are making it impossible for them to get through.

“Last I knew it wasn’t illegal to sit in a bar and have a drink. It’s just a coincidence that Savannah happens to be here.” Logan spit out raising his hand up, grabbing onto Kayden’s shirt.

I let out a small gasp; I would love to see Logan get the shit beat out of him, but the last thing I want is Kayden hauled off in handcuffs because he got into a bar fight.

Kayden let out a deep chuckle. The angrier he gets, the thicker his Southern drawl becomes. “Coincidence? If you would’ve dragged your sorry ass back to Los Angeles days ago, you wouldn’t be able to run into her here!” Kayden pauses for a second, as a laugh escapes him, “Nice black eye by the way. My baby has a mean right hook.” Kayden glances at me giving me a wink. Even from across the room, Kayden helps me feel at ease.

Logan’s face flushes as he boils over with anger, “Don’t call her baby! Savannah is mine! You are just a speed bump along the way. It won’t be long, and she will be crawling back to me; begging for me to take her back!”

“You are a fucking lunatic, you know that? You fucked every whore who would willingly spread her legs for you! That’s not love, and believe me Savannah is very satisfied with our relationship. She won’t be runnin’ back to you ever. So, don’t. Hold. Your. Breath!”

With those words, Kayden takes his first swing; Logan stumbles back a few steps but doesn’t go down.

I’m gripping Zak’s arm to the point where my nails are digging into his skin. I glance to the other side of Zak and notice Jacob is back.

“Holy shit what’d I miss?” Jacob asks Zak. “Is that Logan Sanders Kayden is knocking the shit out of?!” He says spitting his beer out, and snapping his head back to Zak and me.

Nodding, Zak drags his gaze from the fight unfolding before us, over to Jacob, “Yeah, that dipshit followed Savannah here and practically attacked her on the dance floor because she won’t take him back. That dude is seriously fucked up.”

I try to just zone them out and focus my attention on Kayden. Security is getting closer, and the cops are outside, their blue and red lights are reflecting on the walls of the nightclub.

I instantly wonder where Brooklyn is and if she has left yet, or still here and trying to find me. I pull out my cell phone to text her; my hands won’t stop shaking from the adrenaline coursing through me.

Just as I hit send, I see Logan taking a swing at Kayden connecting with his cheek. Rage consumes Kayden, and he grabs Logan’s shirt with both hands lifting him off the ground, forcefully slamming him against the wall.

My ears are ringing from all the shouting; there are people all around us recording and screaming at Kayden and Logan egging them on.

Blocking the entire world out, all Kayden see’s is Logan, “You have one more chance to get the fuck outta here and head straight to L.A., it’s your choice! Just know this: if you don’t walk out that door when I set you down, I will not hold back anymore. You think those punches hurt? Those were fuckin’ love taps. When I’m finished with you, you’ll be shitin’ out teeth for a fuckin’ week!”

“Holy shit, Savannah. Your man is fuckin’ scary!” Jacob says while trying to pick his jaw up off of the floor.

Running a hand over my face, I begin pacing trying to control myself before I lose it and run in between them. The last thing I want to do is try to break up this fight and get hurt in the process. But I don’t know if Kayden will be able to stop himself once he starts going at Logan.

Kayden finally sets Logan down harshly slamming his feet against the hardwood floor.

I can’t breathe.

“Please, please, please Logan, just walk away.” I mumble to myself continuing my nervous pacing. All this crazy mayhem has sobered me up quickly.

Logan straightens himself and spits blood at Kayden’s feet while glaring up at him, the hateful tension between the two men stretching to the breaking point when the cops walk in.

One of the bouncers finally makes it through the crowd to the hostile standoff; he steps directly in front of Kayden and places a hand on his arm, bidding him to calm down.

“You can have the stupid whore; I’m done with this shit!” Logan calls out as he turns and walks towards the door. One of the cops prevents him from making it to the exit.

I hope to God Logan does not press charges. Before I have time to think, Kayden just about rips the Bouncer’s arm off, and lunges towards Logan.

Overcome with a primal need to protect Kayden, I can’t hold myself back any longer. I run towards Kayden, jump in front of him and press my hands against his chest; he’s heaving from the sharp intakes of breath.

Kayden stops immediately. His breathing is rapid and his face beet red, every vein bulging trying to break through his skin. The three guys he had looking for Logan are now around him.

Gently sliding my hands along his chest, I look him dead in the eyes, pleading, “Stop Kayden, please. Baby, just let him go. The cops are dealing with him now. He’s not worth getting arrested; just let him go, for me…please.”

Reaching up I plant a tender kiss on his bruised cheek. The only mark on his entire body, Logan, on the other hand, has blood running from his nose, mouth, and one cheek that is split open.

Pulling me into a hug, Kayden releases a loud sigh. “Okay baby, I’m sorry I let it go this far. I was hoping he would’ve just left so it wouldn’t have escalated to that, but he really had that coming to him.”

I snuggle into Kayden’s chest and close my eyes as relief settles over me. I’m beyond happy that this evening is finally over. I’ve had enough drama tonight to last me a lifetime. I don’t want to do anything else besides go home and lie in Kayden’s arms and forget about everything that has transpired this evening.

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The police talked to Kayden and me; taking our statements. Thankfully, Kayden is very well known, so the police didn’t bother him much. They just told him to try to stay out of trouble before telling us we were free to go.

The officers call Logan a cab instructing him to go back to his hotel. I just hope he finally gets it through his head we are over and goes back to L.A. so I can move on with my life.