Chapter 11

Colton hung his head down, his guilt setting in. After being interrogated by the officers and Tilly Scott, he finally caved. He ratted out his own father—his blood. He wasn’t guilty about telling the police about everything that happened over the years. He was guilty about lying to the one woman who’d stood by his side—the only one that became his rock over the years. Now that he was going to prison, he knew she would know that he was a bad man. She would probably hate him. The only reason he hurt everyone he ever loved was to protect her—Jenna Bradley.

What would she think of him after reading about it in the news?

Throughout the years, his father brainwashed him. His father made him do unspeakable things to his sister. He told him to do as he said, or else he would hurt Jenna. His father even made him start a war with Benjamin Grayson and Jeff Scott. Everything he’s done, was all for Jenna. He hated the fact that he used the one person against him. The door opened and a police officer stepped inside. Colton raised his head, confused to why they were coming back.

Hadn’t he told them everything?

“Get up, you have a visitor.”

Colton rose up from his chair and obeyed the man, “What visitor?”

He replied, “Pretty little blonde is demanding to see you.”

Colton was escorted to another room and took him to a table with a chair. He sat down, waiting for his guest. He kept his head down, his nerves in knots. He really hoped it wasn’t Jenna. He didn’t know if he could look her in the eyes. He couldn’t—not yet. He heard the door open and close, but still couldn’t bring himself to look up. He didn’t want to.

“Colton, what have you done?” Jenna whispered, taking a seat in front of him.

He slowly raised his head, looking into her eyes and whispered. “Jenna, baby—”

“People are saying things—horrible things. They say you’re a murderer—that you beat your sister.” Jenna said, holding back her tears.

“Baby, please.” Colton whispered.

“How could you do those things?” She said as she wiped her tears.

“I’m sorry… I’m…fuck, Jenna. I did this for us.”

Jenna pounded her fists on the table, “I never asked you to kill someone!”

“You don’t understand.”

“That you’re a killer…an asshole who beat your own sister and tried to kill your mother.”

“God dammit!” Colton hissed, “Everything I did was to protect you.”

Jenna choked as tears fell down her face, “I thought I knew you, Colton.”

“You do, baby. I was only trying to keep you out of harm’s way…to protect you.” Colton said truthfully, but knew she wouldn’t believe him.

“Protect me from what, huh?”

“Dammit, I was protecting you from my father. My father killed my aunt and almost killed my mother. I was scared he—”

“Fuck you, Colton Davenport. I’ve been there for you every fucking time.”

He sighed, “I know. And that’s why I couldn’t let him hurt you. I love you, Jenna.”

“If you love me, then you wouldn’t have lied to me.”

Colton reached for her, but she recoiled. “Don’t fucking touch me.”

“Please, baby.” Colton begged.

“I hate you and never want to see you again. Goodbye, Colton Davenport. Have a nice life.”

“No!” Colton screamed, “Don’t leave… I need you.”

“I loved you and you killed our love…just like you did to that woman.”

Jenna scooted her chair back and walked to the door. She paused, looking over her shoulder and whispered, “I knew you were too good to be true.”

Colton was officially broken, just like his sister—his mother. The officer escorted him to his cell and locked the door. Colton leaned against the wall, letting his back slide down the wall. He held his head in his hands, breaking down completely. He cried for Jenna—his sister—his mother. If only he could’ve just stood up to his father, none of this would be happening. But in a small town like this, who would believe the man everyone trusted was corrupt.

Over the next few days, he was a mess. He wanted to curl up in a corner and die. Without Jenna, he was nothing. He couldn’t even muster the strength to eat the food that was brought to him. He just laid on the uncomfortable bed and looked up to the ceiling. He prayed that Jenna would come back, not that it would help. God probably was looking down laughing at how pathetic he was being. To his surprise, the officer from a few days ago came to him.

“You have another visitor.”

Just like before, he was escorted to the same room. He waited patiently, hoping that it was Jenna. He widened his eyes in horror as he watched Benjamin Grayson sit down in front of him. He cleared his throat, “Colton.”

“Why are you here?”

“I came to tell you that your sister will be staying with Tilly and I. She is never going anywhere near you or your father again. And, if you touch her again… I’ll fucking kill you. I’ll make sure nobody ever touches her, again. Chloe wanted to come see you, but I couldn’t allow that. Not after you hurt her.”

Colton agreed, “It’s best she doesn’t see me.”

“I just have to know one thing. Who took the pictures?”

“My father hired a private detective. I swear it wasn’t me.”

“What’s the name?”

“Her name is Sarah Jennings.”

“One more thing before I go, I hope you rot in hell for everything you’ve done.”

Colton watched Benjamin leave without another word. In the morning was his preliminary hearing, and that meant one thing. He was going to have to face his father—The Devil himself. That was something he wasn’t prepared to do. By now, his father knew he ratted him out to the cops. His father was probably already plotting on how to kill him slowly.

***

Benjamin felt like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. Chloe’s father and Colton were behind bars… where they both belonged. Mr. Davenport was supposed to be a man of God. A person everyone looked up to, but that wasn’t the case. He was a corrupt man. The Devil in disguise. Now that word has spread around town, Benjamin was no longer ‘town trash’. The only trash was the two Davenport men. It would only be a matter of time till they went before the judge, jury, and many peers. Benjamin was coming out, when he saw Jenna Bradley walking in through the doors.

Jenna Bradley was a good girl, much like Chloe. She owned a little flower shop in town that she inherited from her mother. Benjamin knew she had been involved with Colton and couldn’t understand why. Did Colton hurt her like he did Chloe and the waitress?

Benjamin paused as she locked eyes with him. She had tears staining her face from crying. Her hair was up in a messy bun, and she was wearing baggy clothes. This was definitely not Colton’s usual type. His type was skinny and brunette—anything with tits.

“Ben… I’m so sorry.” Jenna said, tears streaming down her cheeks.

“Jenna, are you okay? Did Colton hurt you, too?” Benjamin asked.

“No. Yes.” Jenna wiped her eyes, “Not in the way you’re thinking. Colton would never—”

“Then, he threatened you? That’s why you’re here…to press charges.”

She shook her head, “No. It’s complicated.”

“Sweetheart, either he hurt you or didn’t. Which is it?” Benjamin narrowed his eyes, taking a step forwards.

“The only thing that got hurt was my heart.”

“Jenna, I—I’m sorry you’re hurting, but you didn’t answer my question. What are you doing here?”

Jenna looked down and smoothed down her shirt. “I came for answers. It’s the only way I can move on with my life.”

Benjamin frowned, confused why she was even friends with Colton. He didn’t deserve her. Jenna sighed, “Tell Chloe hello for me and that I’m sorry…about everything.”

“Jenna, wait.” Benjamin said as she began to walk away.

“I’m sorry, but I have to go. I can’t do this right now.”

Benjamin nodded his head and watched the blonde walk away. He furrowed his brows as she walked up to the front desk. Benjamin stepped away from the door and waited for her to be escorted. She was here to visit someone, but who? Benjamin stepped up to the desk and tapped on the counter to get the woman’s attention.

“Excuse me, but can you tell me who she was coming to see?”

“I’m sorry, but I’m really not supposed to give out that information.”

“Please, she’s a friend of my girlfriend. I need to know.”

She sighed, “Mr. Axel Davenport. She’s been visiting him for about a week now.”

“Shit.” Ben muttered under his breath.

“Can I help you with anything else, Mr. Grayson?”

Benjamin shook his head, “No.”

Benjamin stormed out and pulled out his phone, dialing Tilly. “God dammit, Tilly! Answer your damn phone. Did you fucking know Jenna Bradley has been visiting Mr. Davenport?”

The second he reached his car, his phone rang. He looked at the caller ID and hit ignore. It was only Jeff calling. He could wait. Right now, he needed to get to Tilly’s and get some answers.

Why was the girl visiting the very man that was facing murder charges and child abuse?

It only took him abruptly five minutes to get to her house. Benjamin ran to the door and stormed inside. Tilly looked up from her book, confusion all over her face.

“Benjamin?”

“Why didn’t you call me back?”

“My phone is charging in my room. What’s going on?”

“So, I was at the police station and saw Jenna Bradley. I asked the clerk who she was visiting.”

“And, who was it?”

“Axel Davenport…Chloe’s father.”

Tilly sat there stunned, not knowing what to think. She was just as confused as Ben to why Jenna Bradley was visiting Mr. Davenport. She leaned back, taking her glasses off. Tilly shook her head sadly, “But, why? It makes no sense why she would visit the bastard.”

“I know. Did you know she was involved with Colton intimately?”

She nodded, “Of course, I think everyone knew she and Colton were a thing. Why do you ask?”

“I think whatever she was visiting Mr. Davenport for was about Colton. Do you think she’ll be okay?”

“She’ll be fine. The guards are always present when she’s sitting in front of him.”

“Can you just call to make sure she’s okay. Chloe would hate it if anything happened to Jenna because of her father.”

Tilly picked up her home phone and dialed the station, “Betty, this is Tilly. Can you tell me if Jenna Bradley is okay? I heard she’s been visiting Mr. Davenport.” Tilly paused and frowned, “Are you sure? But he didn’t hurt her? Thank you.”

Tilly hung up the phone and looked up to Benjamin, whispering. “Jenna Bradley was admitted to the hospital. And before you say anything, no. Mr. Davenport wasn’t responsible for it. She collapsed just as she was about to leave.”

“Is she okay, though?”

“I don’t know. Betty didn’t know anything, except the fact they rushed her to the hospital. Did you talk to her when you seen her?”

“Briefly. She seemed…troubled. Jenna had been crying.”

“About Colton?”

“Yes, but something was bothering her. The last thing she said was she was there to get some answers.”

“Did she seem scared?” Tilly asked.

“She wasn’t scared, but she did seem concerned about something. She was very secretive about why she was there. I think maybe she might have been there to confront Colton’s father. There was one thing she said that threw me off. She said, She came for answers. It’s the only way she can move on with her life.”

Tilly raised an eyebrow, “Meaning?”

“I have no fucking idea. We need to get to that hospital and see her.”

“They won’t let anyone but family see her. You know this, Benjamin.”

“Oh yeah, and where is her family now?”

Tilly warned Benjamin, narrowing her eyes. “Benjamin Grayson.”

Benjamin grinned, making Tilly narrow her eyes. “But you can put those lawyer moves on your sexy doctor.”

“Benjamin.” Tilly warned.

“Please, I’ll buy you a new book if you do this.”

“Fine, but you seriously owe me. I want you to buy me an entire box set of that sexy romance author I love so much.”

“Deal. Now, let’s go. Chloe is still with Amber, so it gives us an hour.”