check into our room, I send Romeo for some food. The girl will be hungry when she wakes up. "I can't believe you came for us," Betty is looking at me like she wants to reach out and touch me to make sure that I am real.
"Sure as fuck didn't come for you, you are supposed to be cold and in the ground. Woulda done you in back there but was afraid the kid would need you. So thank her she is the only reason you are still breathing." I cross the room and look out the window watching for Romeo to get back, I need a shower but I don't trust Betty for a minute.
**
"Are you going to kill me?" Sarah is looking at me with her mother's eyes.
"What gave you that impression? I have spent the past thirteen years searching for you, so I could bring you home with me, so you can live with your sister." She looks at me puzzled.
"My sister?" She asks unsure of being able to trust me.
"My girl, Baby, she is your half sister. I loved your mother and I made her a promise to get you from the Devils Rejects, this is me keeping that promise. No one is ever going to hurt you again. I promise I will always look out for you, you will never live in fear again." She nods in understanding.
"What about Betty ," she looks over at the woman with pity.
"Honestly I would have left her back there to burn; she hurt your mother, and me. If it weren't for her, things may have been a lot different; your mother might still be alive." The girls is looking at Betty differently as if she is seeing her for the first time. "You don't have to talk to me about it, but when we get to Kentucky, I am going to get you taken care of for you know the stuff Squirrel did to ya." Looking at her and saying the word rape, makes my chest knot up and I can feel the anger boiling in my veins again.
**
Traveling with the kid and Betty is making our trip back go over a day longer than I intended. I am afraid I am going to miss Baby's birthday all together, and I know Romeo is missing his woman and kid something fierce. I wouldn't mind being home right now myself and having Sunshine writhing beneath me.
Chapter 12
Drag Creek Kentucky
Grim
Pulling up to my trailer instead of being greeted with a warm embrace I am met on the porch by Foxie and Sunshine going at it. "You are just another whore to him, you watch and see, Grim is never going to make you his bitch." Foxie raises her hand to slap Sunshine but instead she is met by Sunshine's fist hitting her square in the jaw. Damn I picked a feisty one; Sunshine has one hell of a right hook on her.
"Look here bitch I am Grim's old lady, can't talk to me like that, got the motherfuckin' paper to prove it." Foxie's face goes white; she takes a step back and looks to me to deny it.
"You didn't..." Foxie is rushing down the steps, she thumps against my chest with tear-streaked eyes. "It should have been me." She cries as I grab her wrists to stop her from hitting me.
"Never loved you never promised you a damn thing, Sunshine is my top bitch, I suggest you take that into consideration the next time you decide to mouth off, I might not let you walk away."
Betty walks over to Foxie after climbing off the back of Romeo's chopper, "I used to think the same thing, come on I need a drink." The two of them walk off arm in arm towards the Roadhouse. I wave Romeo off, I know he is ready to go home and climb in bed with LL. Baby is watching from the doorway as I nudge Sarah forward. "Sunshine, Baby, this is Sarah. She has survived a shit storm and could use a friendly welcome." I pointedly look at Baby, telling her she better wipe that scowl from her face. Daddy is home and she best not give me any of that smart mouth she has, just like her mother. I wonder if Sarah has that same fight in her...
Recognition is apparent on Baby's face as she looks at Sarah and sees her own eyes staring back at her. The two girls walk into the trailer unsure of each other. What did I just get myself into... The thought hits me as I realize I am
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