The breath of fire
Lacey sat opposite Ike in her bedroom and tried to find to courage to tell him what had happened.
She knew Mark would get into trouble, and she still thought it was mainly her fault.
Plus she didn’t know Ike that well.
But she knew she had to.
Ike sat watching Lacey, his heart doing backflips.
Please find it in your heart to trust me. He silently prayed.
‘I know you don’t like me very much and probably hate me even more for prying, but I know some thing is going on and even though I don’t know you very well either, I want to help you.’ Ike tried.
Lacey remained silent.
How could she trust anyone again?
And Mark might find out still.
What would happen?
Ike played nervously with his hands.
It was time.
Lacey nearly keeled over when Ike spoke next, but didn’t, just broke down completely.
‘Mark, he raped you. Didn’t he?’
Lacey felt something die inside her.
Ike kicked the wall, hard, tears of frustration and bitter anger escaping him.
‘You will pay Mark Inness! You will pay bastard!’ he screamed to the empty house.
Mrs Hanson was not going to be impressed when she saw the hole Ike had made in his bedroom wall.
‘No! I can’t! I can’t call the police! Mark said I couldn’t! They wouldn’t believe me anyway, and he’ll come and get me!’ Lacey struggled against Ike’s strong grasp.
‘Lacey! You have to! There’s no other option!’ he tried to plead with her.
‘No Ike! No!’
Ike released his grip.
In a strange way, it was lucky that Ike had to go to Oklahoma City for a concert, it lessened his chances of running into Mark. God knows what would have happened if he did.
But it was killing him inside just knowing he was away from her, after all that had happened and after she had told him, the bond they had formed, he thought she might need him.
But she insisted he go.
Ike wondered if she still hated him a little, wanted to be away from him.
‘Ike? Earth to Ikey-poo! Come in please!’ Tay waved a hand in front of his brother’s face.
Ike had been so different lately, reclusive, secretive, moody.
Tay was really worried, Ike told him everything. Now, nothing.
He had also seen him at the Burbank’s house more than a few times.
Of course he and Zac had made their jokes, but it was obvious it was a lot deeper than a little good fortune on Ike’s part.
Tay sat back and studied his older brother, aware of the deep pain and anguish in his eyes.
‘You have to Lace. You know you have to.’
Pain forcing her to look away, Lacey made up her mind.