Page 41 of Tame Me

“The couch?” Giovanni asks.

“That’s where her dad died,” Reid answers innocently.

“Ah. Yes. Let’s get that out of here. Anything else?”

“Basically, all of the beds and chairs. I was probably raped on everything at least once,” I mutter.

“Why don’t we just get some dumpsters and toss everything?” Thane suggests. “There is nothing here worth keeping.”

“I have a box of Mom’s things in the attic, but otherwise, I don’t need anything. It just needs to be cleared out so I can clean.”

“Let’s do that. We can start piling shit into the living room and clean out whatever room you feel safest in. That's where we will stay. We can get some air mattresses and camp out in there.”

“The guest room is probably the safest,” I say. “So the whole house is in the living room?”

“Yeah, and then we can move it from there to the dumpsters. I can have a few delivered tomorrow,” Thane says.

“I have one coming tomorrow, too, so you can toss some shit in there, too,” Giovanni tells us.

“Thank you for helping,” I say. “I didn’t really plan to do any of this, but I know it needs to be done.”

“Once it’s done, you can move on and leave him in the past,” Reid says.

“What pieces do you want out first?” Thane asks me.

“Uh… The couch, his bed, and my old bed,” I say. “I can start in the kitchen.”

“Okay. Gio, why don’t you help her, and we will get those items out first?”

“Works for me. Come on, Bunny,” Giovanni says, nudging me.

“Oh God,” I laugh. “That name hits differently now.”

“Oh yeah?” Giovanni laughs.

“Bunny?” Thane asks with a smirk.

“Yeah, as kids, the girl would not sit still. She’d always be jumping around like a bunny, so I called her a bunny,” Giovanni explains.

“Look at her now, bouncing on cocks,” Thane chuckles. “She’s a good bunny.”

“Oh, I bet she is,” Giovanni says, scanning my body.

“Okay. I officially regret letting the three of you meet,” I say, turning to walk to the kitchen.

“You love us!” Thane calls after me.

“Yeah. Yeah,” I laugh, waving them off as I go to the kitchen counter to the bags.

Fuck… I never thought to look into that bastard’s family, and now they're after Ayla. I don’t know who or what they want, but it was them. I recognized the barbed wire and snake tattoo on that guy’s inner forearm when he was first getting out of the tagless car. It looked a little like a Corolla, which doesn’t matter much. It’s probably stolen. I don’t know who the other two are, but him… it looks just like the fucker that raped Tabitha had.

In hindsight, I should have looked into who his family was and who he ran with, but I can’t change that. I do need to figure out why the fuck he is fucking with Ayla. She has nothing to do with that soulless motherfucker's death.

“Hey,” Tabitha says when she walks into the living room. “Holy… wow, this place is a wreck.”

“Yeah, just piling everything in here to put into a dumpster tomorrow,” I say. “Listen, I think Joe’s family knows how he died.”

“Who is Joe?” Reid asks.