Page 105 of Resurfaced Passion
No one suspects the sweet little girl, her father told her. Certainly not cops.
If she wanted to eat, have clothes on her back, a bed to sleep in, she had to do his deliveries. What a damn swell dad he was.
The more he listened, the angrier Jud became.
Hours later with her safely back in his apartment he wanted to kill her family.
“Please, you can’t do anything. I’ve tried to tell him I can’t do it anymore; he threatens to throw me out.” The way her shoulders hunched in; told him it wasn’t the first time she’d heard that.
He’d thought they were just neglectful parents; he couldn’t have in his wildest nightmares thought it was this bad and for the length of time. Her whole fucking childhood.
“Sony has tried to help me a few times by telling dad I can’t do it.”I just bet that fucker has. He was selfless brother of the year.“He said I could live with him when he got his own place this summer.” Oh, did he now? That was it. Fireworks exploded in Jud’s belly, he about ran over to where she was sitting, plucked her out of the chair.
Her eyes went wild. “Please don’t end it with me, Jud!” she cried. “I won’t always live there, I swear. I know it’s wrong. I hate myself. I’m so scared I’ll get caught…”
“Stop.” He grated and watched two fat tears roll down her flawless face. “You think I love you so little I’d leave you to deal with that fucking circus alone? I’m taking you to pack your shit, you’re moving in here with me and never, I mean fucking ever, carting his drugs around again.”
Hair, long as Rapunzel’s dangled over her shoulder, teeny denim shorts hung on her hips, tears glistened on her pale lashes. This was the woman he wanted to marry and have a million kids with. But goddamn if he didn’t want to lock her up for her own good right now.
“Dad will be mad…”
Jud’s eyes flared holding his hand out to her, she immediately clasped it and he felt twenty percent calmer. “He hasn’t seen mad yet, bug. Threaten my girl and turn her into a drug fucking runner? Yeah, the asshole hasn’t seen mad yet.”
As he thought, while his girl was in her room packing—with the strict instruction of take everything she wanted because she was never coming back to this house again—her dad almost foamed at the mouth, yelling for her to sit her stupid, ungrateful ass down.
Jud stood in the doorway and told her over his shoulder. “Keep packing, baby.” And then to her piece of shit father. “This stops now. She’s not ferrying your fucking drugs another fucking day. Get that creep of a stepson to do it.”
“Who the fuck do you think you’re talkin’ to, boy?”
“Not a boy. And I’m the only one looking out for her. You could give ten fucks for the danger you’ve been putting her in.”
The older guy scoffed. “She’s been fine, hasn’t she? Don’t listen to her whinin’, she’s like her mother.”
It was then the creep came in and sensed the tension, he asked what was going on and dear old dad gave his twisted version of events making out like Jud was stealing her away into the night. Sony turned a glare on Jud who stared back just daring him to try anything.
He was hurting to put a fist in his face.
“You are not taking her from this house!” he screamed, spit flying out of his mouth, his two fists balled at his sides. “TELL HIM, DAD! HE’S NOT TAKING HER ANYWHERE!” The volume increased and Jud heard his girl’s gasp behind him. “Keep packing, baby.” He said calmly, his eyes on Sony.
Anyone else, Jud would have assumed it was a brother’s concern, but not Sony. His deranged attention was way off. Jud himself had seen more than once how he’d tried to touch her or pick her in a bear hug but slide her down his body. Not to mention the too fucking dirty glances the guy lingered on her.
Jud couldn’t get her away from this monster house fast enough.
“I’m ready.” She said behind him, touching his back and he turned with a smile, grabbed the roller suitcase, noticing how little she was taking with her.
It was fine, he’d buy her anything she needed.
They had a life to build together, she needed nothing from this house, or these people.
“Don’t think you can come crawling back, you ungrateful little bitch, when this one fucks you over and climbs onto the next willing whore. Me and your ma are done with you.”
Jud slipped her hand into his and squeezed, kissed her temple, showed her she always had someone who loved her more than life itself. “She’ll never need to come back to this place. Stay the fuck away from her.” He warned, glaring at Sony most of all.
Jud took her from that shit life, from a houseful of people who didn’t care if she ate that week and they made a life together.
Four amazing married years together.
And then it all changed.
