Be Here Now: Ch. 2 - Fractured
“Abby…” She said uncertainly, taken aback by his impudent behavior. “Is this Marcus Kane’s home?”
The man studied her for a few moments before he crossed his arms over his chest. “He’s not home.”
“He didn’t pick his mother up from her dialysis appointment, she’s worried,” she replied, trying to peer passed him into the house.
“How do you know Vera?” He asked, making himself as big as possible in the doorway to block her view.
“I’m her doctor,” she said with a sigh. She really didn’t care for the boy’s theatrics, she wanted to fulfill her promise and go home to her daughter. “Listen, is Marcus here or not?”
The young man rolled his eyes and stepped aside. Abby narrowed her eyes as she looked him up and down, stepping into the house. He nodded toward the right and she walked passed the small front room where he had clearly been watching TV to the living room where Marcus Kane lay on the sofa with a teenage girl at his side, a German Shepard at his feet. The dog perked up when she came into view but settled back down when he saw that his owner wasn’t making a fuss over her intrusion.
The girl scoffed, “Who the hell is this?”
“Vera’s doctor,” Marcus said quietly, trying to slide himself further up the couch with one arm. Bellamy hurried forward to help but Marcus held up his hand and just shook his head. The young man stood next to the fireplace as Marcus’ eyes found Abby’s, he asked, “What are you doing here?”
Abby motioned to his very swollen shoulder that strained against his shirt and said, “You must be in a great amount of pain, Detective Kane, to forget to pick your mother up from her appointment.”
His head fell against the back of the couch and his hand raked through his already messy hair. He muttered, “She sent you here to check on me, is that it?”
“Yes,” Abby said simply, stepping closer to him. The dark haired teenager glared at her and slid closer to Marcus. Abby ignored her as she said, “It’s a good thing she did because that doesn’t look too good.”
“The big baby won’t let us take him to the hospital,” Bellamy said with a smirk.
Marcus shot him a glare and barked, “Go upstairs, Bell. Take Octavia.”
“Go, O,” Marcus said sharply, nudging her leg with his.
Octavia glared at Abby as she passed — as if this all was her fault — and stalked toward the stairs with her brother, saying just loud enough for them to hear, “He just wants to be alone with the pretty doctor.”