Free Let Me Go by DC Renee Page A

that happened to him. God,
doesn’t he get that I actually feel sorry that he had to go through
any shit? And yeah, I hate him for doing this to me. I don’t
deserve this. But I’m not heartless. I get that someone messed him
up pretty badly and they should suffer the consequences, so I get
why he snapped and went through all this. I don’t blame him, but I
sure as hell blame him for getting me involved. I’m trapped here
and I have no reason to be. So yeah, Benny, I get that shit happens
to good people. I get it real well. Now if you’ll excuse me, I
better get back before Mason gets mad and finds another way to
break my damn back.”
    She tried to push past Benny, but he grabbed
her. “You know, Kat, I may not believe you, but I like you. You got
a little fire in you. And I’ll tell you this; I believe the person
you are now wouldn’t have hurt Mason before.”
    She knew he wouldn’t believe her. He was
Mason’s friend and he was okay with what Mason had done to her, so
obviously he believed whatever Mason believed. But she didn’t
expect him to say that. She nodded and went back to the kitchen.
That conversation shook her up. Maybe the way to get to Mason was
through Benny. Maybe she could get him to believe her. After all,
it was the damn truth.
     
    *****
     
    John and Chain left, leaving a much buzzed
Mason and Benny telling stories to each other. They barely paid
attention to Kat as she cleaned up the mess they had all made. She
was so used to cleaning now that it was second nature. After she
was done, Mason dismissed her to her room. She liked the reprieve,
and knew it was probably courtesy of the alcohol, but she wasn’t
one to look a gift horse in the mouth. She grabbed a book from
Mason’s office and walked to her room. She was about to close the
door when she heard her name.
    “So, you talk to Kat?” Mason asked
Benny.
    She stopped the door before it fully closed,
leaving it cracked open.
    “Yeah, had a chance to talk privately when
she used the bathroom.”
    “And?”
    “And what man? She’s a fiery little
thing.”
    That kind of made her smile. She didn’t know
Benny, but she knew coming from him that was a compliment.
    “Good God Benny, forget your dick for a
moment and tell me what you think. She remember accusing me of rape
or not?”
    And there it was. Kat’s jaw hit the ground
and her brain checked out. She didn’t hear anything else Mason or
Benny talked about. After a minute or two, she closed the door
softly so they wouldn’t know she had eavesdropped and walked over
to sit on her bed. She put the book down and hugged her knees to
her chest. Rape? Oh dear God! Sure, she was scared of
Mason’s horrible mood swings and his undeniable anger and hate, but
he hadn’t physically hurt her, and he had plenty of opportunities
to rape her. No, his idea of revenge was humiliating her, using her
for free manual labor, and a little door prize. But she had a hard
time believing he would ever rape someone, that she was pretty damn
sure of. It was yet another missing piece of the puzzle; that was
why he was behind bars. She still couldn’t figure out what the hell
that had to do with her. Hopefully he didn’t think that she had
accused him of rape. She rocked back and forth, the tears
threatening to fall. She tried to think of a time when she may have
been raped and maybe her mind was blocking the memory. But she
didn’t even live here over a year ago. She couldn’t remember ever
visiting or seeing him before. She began to doubt herself, and
everything she believed for what seemed like forever before the
logical part of her mind finally broke through. No! She knew
that she wasn’t raped. If someone had been lucid enough to go to
trial against Mason, and according to him, that would have been her
then she wouldn’t have blocked out huge chunks of her life.
Besides, her first impression of Mason was right – he wouldn’t rape
anyone and she actually believed that. Oh the irony, he was put