Caught In The Middle のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

“Hey, take it easy…” Cory whispered to him as Quinn ducked her head, ashamed.“I know that now, but now he’s escalated I’m scared of him and he knows it…”“Well, we’re here now.” Reese said firmly.Quinn’s eyes brimmed with tears again as she clutched the sleeves of her hoodie in her hands. That motion caught Reese’s attention and he frowned.“Show Cory your wrists…in fact, take your sweatshirt off.” He ordered in a growl.Quinn baulked and gave him a startled gape.“Can you be any more scary right now, Rice! Fuck’s sake…” Cory hit out at him.Reese grit his teeth making his jaw flex. “I don’t mean to be…babe, please show us…Cory needs to see.”Quinn swallowed hard and then slowly stood up, pulling her sweatshirt off over her head and clutching it to her chest as she turned

Wendy handed Quinn a pile of sheets from the cupboard in the hall. “Are you sure? I can very easily do it.”“No, thank you…I’m perfectly capable of making a bed up for myself, you’ve done enough just letting me stay.”Wendy gave her a smile and looked at Cory who was leaning on the hall wall, watching with a little loving smile on his lips. As Quinn turned and walked into the bedroom Wendy mouthed to Cory ‘She’s so cute!’ and made a little squishy face as she held her fists up under her chin.Cory laughed and walked past his step-mother, placing a hand on her shoulder. “Calm down…” He walked into the guest room and closed the door.He leaned his back on it and let out a sigh, shaking his head. Quinn was just throwing the bottom sheet out over the bed, she looked up with a frown.“What’s wrong?”His lip curled up. “Nothing…Wendy thin

Cory walked into the kitchen the next morning to make coffee and found his father waiting for him with a frown of disapproval.“Son, are you ready to talk now?”Cory sighed resigned to this conversation. “Sure, I guess…”“Those bruises on her wrists…have you got a name for the person who did that?” He sounded accusatory and Cory wondered if he had already figured it out.He gave his father a hard challenging look. “Antonio Ferrante.”Michael wiped a hand over his face as he groaned. “I had a feeling that conversation would have something to do with this, the timing was a dead giveaway…I told you…”“Those bruises aren’t the only ones, Dad.” Cory interrupted.Michael’s face deadpanned into his policeman expression at receiving bad news. “Go on.”“She has the remains of lash marks on her back, which I really hope are going to fully heal so she doesn’t have to live with them all her life! And he fucking tattooed his name on her skin!”“Jesus Christ…” Michael breathed out. “You do realize h

Quinn had a huge smile on her face as she panted easily out her mouth. Cory paced along easily beside her as they jogged around the crescent streets of the closed community. It was a chilly day but the sun was shining so once warmed up it wasn’t too bad. They crossed a street and Cory led them down towards where the larger homes were. Quinn’s eyes raked over the large mansions behind security gates of their own noting the cameras monitoring everything. They past one particular house that was a dark brown brick with white sashed windows, a large circular driveway with a fountain in the middle and armed security guards patrolling it.“Whoa…who lives there?” She muttered once they were past.Cory chuckled. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”“Who?” She demanded with a huge smile. “Come on…tell me. I can keep a secret, or don’t you know…” She teased.“Oh, I know alright…I’ve even been inside.” Cory boasted.“Who?” Quinn whined.“Beg me and I’ll tell you.” Cory teased right back. Quinn

Saturday night late had Cory sitting outside wrapped in a blanket and on his phone messaging Reese about how things were going with Quinn in the house.It’s hard, bro I think she’s avoiding meMaybe she’s just feeling displaced and unsure, she told me as much when we talked last night while you were at the game.Really? I wonder why she can’t tell me? She trusts you a lot moreNah, I just make her talk moreYou intimidate her to talk, lolYeah, probably, lol.Quinn tiptoed through the dark house quietly, feeling nervous and panicky, it was Saturday night and the thoughts of what should be happening to her right now kept invading her head. She wondered if Cory had gone out, he was moody since his team had lost Friday. She was scared but didn’t want to turn any lights on, fearing someone was right outside.