douche.
“A lot when we were little, then he stopped for a little bit. But as soon as she became a teenager he started up again. Some days she didn’t even have food…” kid looked like he was about to break down.
“Bring h im.” I didn’t need to elaborate. My boys knew who the fuck I meant. “How’d he keep this shit hidden, didn’t the teachers or counselors notice anything?” Nosy ass teachers were always in my shit when I was in school.
“No, she lied a lot because he would always threaten to throw her out on the street if she told anyone. Now everybody thinks she’s just clumsy.”
“You can come see her in a few weeks, I’ll let you know when. At this meeting, you will not tell her anything about what we discussed, and you won’t tell her about getting away or any of that happy shit. You fuck up on any of those two things, I’ll gut you and feed you to my dogs. Take him back home. Oh yeah and kid, anybody show up at my door with any bullshit, I’ll know you sent them.”
I left to go back to the house. Usually I don’t give a fuck about what goes on in other people’s lives, I’ve got enough of my own shit to deal with . But this was my baby mama, sorta. The idea that she’d been mistreated was a big fucking no-no.
She was in the room where I’d left her flicking through the channels on the TV. I studied her for a minute before alerting her to my presence. She was young, just eighteen, she still had that innocent tint to her, I guess I hadn’t defiled her too much yet. That shit’ll change in a week.
When I went after her, I had one thing in mind. She was perfect to bear my sons. From what info I’d garnered, she was one of those old world types. She never went anywhere but home and school and occasionally to the grocers. Had I known that it was not by choice, that her own father was abusing her, would things have been different?
I’ll never know now, because she was here, and I’d had her, and she was mine. I walked in and dropped down on the bed next to her. “What’re you watching babe?” I laid my head in her lap to see what she’d do. Fuck if she didn’t make room for me. Progress.
“Just some show, I didn’t get the name of it.”
“You never saw it before?”
“I…uh…we didn’t own a TV.”
What the fuck did she mean they didn’t own a TV? Who doesn’t own a fucking TV?
“Why not?” I kept my voice conversational like, so as not to let on that I knew anything. But I had the feeling this had to do with the man I’d thought was her dad.
“My dad pawned the last one years ago. He never got around to buying another one I guess.”
“Huh.” I wonder what else this fuck had pawned over the years . I asked her questions about her mom but she was very vague. All she would say is that her mom died when she was six or seven and then they moved here.
Chapter 10
My boys couldn’t find her old man anywhere, it’s almost like he’d dropped off the face of the earth. I wondered if he’d pulled a runner because he was afraid that I’d find out the truth, that she wasn’t his kid.
For the next week or so I was very good to her. I let her roam around outside but she couldn’t go off the grounds. After hearing about her dad treating her like a prisoner it kinda made me feel like more of a monster than I usually am. Besides, she had nowhere to go since the fuck had disappeared.
I’d told her that he was M.I.A. but she hadn’t seemed too torn up about it, though she did seem worried about her fate, until I reminded her that she was now my responsibility.
The sex was getting outta control though. It seemed the more time I spent fucking her, the more I wanted to fuck her. She’s now been fucked in every position known to man.
Now I’m teaching her how to suck my cock until I cum. She didn’t seem too thrilled with the idea of me cumming in her mouth, but hey, it’s what I like, she’ll get used to it.
“Wait babe, you’re doing it wrong.