“What do you mean stop? He was molesting you.”
And who the fuck knows for how long he’s been doing this shit. We’ve been dating for nearly two years. God, I can’t fucking stomach it.
“How long?” I shout. “How long has he been doing this shit to you?”
“I’m not doing anything to her that she doesn’t want, so you need to calm your ass down, son.”
Calm down? I need to calm down? He was just licking my girl’s cunt, and I’m supposed to calm down?
“It’s only been going on for a few weeks, Holden,” she states, but she’s saying it like she’s defending him. I don’t understand what the fuck is happening.
“I don’t care how long he’s been doin’ it. It still ain’t right.”
I go to lunge for him again, but she clings to him.
“No, stop. It’s not his fault. I wanted him to do it.”
She what? She wanted him to? Why on earth would she want him to touch her? She’s eighteen and he’s thirty-eight.
“What the fuck do you mean you wanted him to?”
“It means she wasn’t getting what she needed from you, and she wanted me to take care of her. If there’s anyone you want to blame, son, blame yourself. If you’d been taking care of your girl, she wouldn’t have allowed me a taste.”
He’s trying to blame this on me. He preyed on a young girl, and he’s now trying to claim I wasn’t good enough. Who the fuck is this man? The accident must’ve fucked his head up because he is not my father. The man before me is a monster.
“Why, Kim? Why would you want him to touch you?”
“Because I… I care about him. He looks after me and he makes me feel good.”
Is this because her own father is a bastard and she’s got daddy issues?
“I look after you, Kimberly. Not him. It’s me that takes care of you.” I’m the one that moved her in here to keep her safe. I’m the one who took her away from her toxic parents and showed her how special she was. Me. Not my dad.
“That’s bullshit, son. I’m the one that pays the bills around here and puts a roof over your heads. I’m the one who can provide for her.”
So, this is about money?
“I’m gonna be going to school on a full ride, Kim. And one day, I’m going to get signed with a big team and be able to give you whatever you want. Why would you give that up?”
She swallows hard, glancing back at my dad as his arm wraps around her frame, no doubt pressing his old dick up against her as he pulls her against him. I’m going to be sick.
“It’s not about the money, Holden. He just makes me feel so good.”
So this is about the sex. Un-fucking-real. She never complained about how I performed in all the times we’ve been together. She never once had to fake an orgasm with me. I’d have her squirting all over me, but now, she’s trying to tell me that he’s a better fuck. Fine. She can fucking have him. She can fuck that shriveled old dick all she wants because I’m done.
“You’re a fucking whore, Kim. And you…” I look to the bastard I once called Dad. “Are a sick pedo fuck. You’re dead to me, old man. Same goes for you, bitch.”
“I stormedout of the house and went to go live with my grandad. Haven’t spoken to either of them since. They even had the nerve to send me a wedding invitation a few years back.” Asif I’d have forgotten and just show up and support that shit. They aren’t just bastards but they’re delusional.
“No! Are you kidding? Those assholes!” Payton looks just as disgusted. “I can’t believe they would do that.”
“Neither could I. But they didn’t care how I felt. Neither of them ever once apologized for what they did.” Not a call or a text. Not one single glimmer of remorse was even on their faces when I caught them. “When I ran into them at the diner this morning, they informed me that she’s pregnant with his kid. The bastard was trying to act like we were going to be one big happy family, and I lost my shit. Everything came flooding back. That’s why I was in such a bad mood. Then when you didn’t show, it just drove the knife in deeper. I needed to see you, baby. I wanted you to help me forget, but you didn’t come, and I let the anger take me down. I’m sorry for the way I acted. I mean it, babe.”
I hate the way I treated her. She was right to call me out on my shit and walk away. And had she not, I wouldn’t have snapped the fuck out of it. But almost losing her ripped my head out of my ass and put me in a panic. Payton’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me, and I don’t want to lose her. My feelings are growing by a storm for the girl, and I want her as a permanent fixture in my life. And I’m hoping she feels the same.
“No, Cage. I’m the one who’s sorry. I can’t imagine how it must’ve felt to have the two people you loved most betray you like that. And I’m sorry I wasn’t here to comfort you. Next time, call or text me and I’ll be here. You don’t ever have to suffer through this alone. I’d rather you turn to me than to alcohol.”
God, she’s an incredible woman.
