over to him to get him
moving the longer I stayed in here the closer he came to death.
"How do you expect me to explain this, her sudden
disappearance? What am I supposed to tell people?"
"You really are stupid. Do I look like I give a
fuck how you explain anything? All I care about is keeping you away from her,
as of yesterday you can forget you even have a daughter."
He sneered at me as if he wanted to kill me, I'm sure
that thought was giving him the warm and fuzzies .
Join the line you fuck, the nerve of this sick fuck to call me a pedophile
after what he’d had planned for his own flesh and blood.
"You don't seem to hear so good since you still
went after her after I warned you not to, so heed me now, fuck with me on this
and the tape recording I have of you goes to the six o clock news. I've already
left instructions, just in case by some twist of fate you get the drop on me.
Now get going."
I shoved him away from me onto the floor his face had
paled at the mention of a recording. Good you piece a shit, now worry what
recording I'm talking about I'm sure your treatment of your daughter isn't your
only vice. I followed him up the stairs and went to her room while he went
after what I needed.
In her room I gathered only those things she would
need for school. On a hunch I opened her closet and a few drawers, fucking
bastard, she barely had the bare necessities.
I met him in the living room where he had a packet
ready for me. I opened it up and checked just to be sure, I didn't trust him
worth a damn.
"You owe me four thousand dollars I expect it by
the end of the week."
"What? I don't owe you anything." He tried
to get huffy but we both knew it was only for show, I’m pretty sure if he gave
me any excuse I’d end his ass right here and now.
"Yeah, the shit you destroyed, I paid for, you'll
give me four-thousand, and for every day that it's late that will be another
five hundred. If more than a week goes by then I start taking it out of your
ass and trust me that little skirmish is nothing compared to what I will do to
you."
"You don't need that money..."
"I know, but I hate you, I want you to suffer in
anyway I can make you suffer, besides you owe her a hell of a lot more than
that you monster."
"I want that tape, I kept my end of the bargain I
gave you what you wanted."
"You'll never see that tape. Until I'm sure she's
safe from you and that you won't be a pain in my ass the tape stays. Funny you
don't even know what's on those tapes and you're still worried, you really are
a sick fuck."
"All this trouble for that little bit..."
My fist was in his mouth before he could finish the
sentence, I didn't stop there either, he’d finally given me just the opening I
needed dumb fuck.
It had been some years since I had to talk with my
fist, but it all came back to me. His puny attempts were no match for my
burning anger. I hit him for every year she had spent in terror, for every
missed childhood dream. I didn't stop plowing my fist into him until I grew
tired.
"Come near her again, I'll kill you."
I turned and walked out. There was no way of knowing
whether or not he would heed my warning the guy seems not too bright. Either
that or his personal vendetta against her superseded everything else including
self -preservation.
I cleaned up before going to work and at about one I
left to pick her up at school. Our house hunting will have to wait one more
day. Today I’m going to fill every closet in the penthouse with shit for her. I
thought of calling my sister over to get her input but changed my mind. I’m
just not ready to share her with anyone else as yet not even family.
She walked out with the rest of the kids and headed
for the car, the down look on her face disappearing as she climbed in next to
me.
"How was your tests love?" I drew her in to get
a fix it felt like forever since I’d dropped her off. I looked at her to make
sure she was okay and that there were no lingering effects from her
moving the longer I stayed in here the closer he came to death.
"How do you expect me to explain this, her sudden
disappearance? What am I supposed to tell people?"
"You really are stupid. Do I look like I give a
fuck how you explain anything? All I care about is keeping you away from her,
as of yesterday you can forget you even have a daughter."
He sneered at me as if he wanted to kill me, I'm sure
that thought was giving him the warm and fuzzies .
Join the line you fuck, the nerve of this sick fuck to call me a pedophile
after what he’d had planned for his own flesh and blood.
"You don't seem to hear so good since you still
went after her after I warned you not to, so heed me now, fuck with me on this
and the tape recording I have of you goes to the six o clock news. I've already
left instructions, just in case by some twist of fate you get the drop on me.
Now get going."
I shoved him away from me onto the floor his face had
paled at the mention of a recording. Good you piece a shit, now worry what
recording I'm talking about I'm sure your treatment of your daughter isn't your
only vice. I followed him up the stairs and went to her room while he went
after what I needed.
In her room I gathered only those things she would
need for school. On a hunch I opened her closet and a few drawers, fucking
bastard, she barely had the bare necessities.
I met him in the living room where he had a packet
ready for me. I opened it up and checked just to be sure, I didn't trust him
worth a damn.
"You owe me four thousand dollars I expect it by
the end of the week."
"What? I don't owe you anything." He tried
to get huffy but we both knew it was only for show, I’m pretty sure if he gave
me any excuse I’d end his ass right here and now.
"Yeah, the shit you destroyed, I paid for, you'll
give me four-thousand, and for every day that it's late that will be another
five hundred. If more than a week goes by then I start taking it out of your
ass and trust me that little skirmish is nothing compared to what I will do to
you."
"You don't need that money..."
"I know, but I hate you, I want you to suffer in
anyway I can make you suffer, besides you owe her a hell of a lot more than
that you monster."
"I want that tape, I kept my end of the bargain I
gave you what you wanted."
"You'll never see that tape. Until I'm sure she's
safe from you and that you won't be a pain in my ass the tape stays. Funny you
don't even know what's on those tapes and you're still worried, you really are
a sick fuck."
"All this trouble for that little bit..."
My fist was in his mouth before he could finish the
sentence, I didn't stop there either, he’d finally given me just the opening I
needed dumb fuck.
It had been some years since I had to talk with my
fist, but it all came back to me. His puny attempts were no match for my
burning anger. I hit him for every year she had spent in terror, for every
missed childhood dream. I didn't stop plowing my fist into him until I grew
tired.
"Come near her again, I'll kill you."
I turned and walked out. There was no way of knowing
whether or not he would heed my warning the guy seems not too bright. Either
that or his personal vendetta against her superseded everything else including
self -preservation.
I cleaned up before going to work and at about one I
left to pick her up at school. Our house hunting will have to wait one more
day. Today I’m going to fill every closet in the penthouse with shit for her. I
thought of calling my sister over to get her input but changed my mind. I’m
just not ready to share her with anyone else as yet not even family.
She walked out with the rest of the kids and headed
for the car, the down look on her face disappearing as she climbed in next to
me.
"How was your tests love?" I drew her in to get
a fix it felt like forever since I’d dropped her off. I looked at her to make
sure she was okay and that there were no lingering effects from her
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