Fervor (13 page)

Of course she
had to say something I let her say her piece, after all she was the least of
our worries. I'd know after she was through if I needed to fuck her shit up or not
because I was dead serious about what I said, if anyone was against us they
could go fuck themselves.

"So I've
got only one thing to say." The whole fucking table went quiet. My girl
looked like she lost a little color so I took her hand giving her a little
squeeze to let her know I had her back, I would bitch slap my sister in law if
she got out of hand, I think my whole family pretty much knew that including
Connie herself.

"They've
all decided to forgive you..."

"Connie...!"

"No Brian
let her finish." I put my arms around butterfly drawing her into me.

"Right, as
I was saying, they've forgiven you, I'm withholding judgment until farther
notice, but know this, if you fuck with him again I'll take your ass
down." She sipped her coffee she was done. Okay I had to give her that, it
could've been worse.

Tiffany of
course had to put in her two cents.

"Well I
have something to say...SPA DATE. " She clapped her hands like a kid in a
candy store.

Of course my
mom and Connie jumped on that bandwagon. Butterfly looked at me with tears in
her eyes, this meant they'd accepted her again. We'd already called and talked
to Steve, he was just happy his little girl was pulling through. Of course now
he wanted to know about the set up and shit but I convinced him to give us a
couple days of happy time before we dealt with the fuckery again.

"I'll call
right now and make the appointments, and not to worry they're extremely
discreet."

Fuck, say what
now?

"She's not
going to any spa without me."

"Oh Gage
come on she'll be perfectly fine, no one knows you're here, we should be
perfectly safe." Mom might be right but I didn't give a fuck. Damn, I
didn't expect to feel this nervous about her going out in public again,
especially without me. Well Maddox you're just gonna have to get over it you're
not fucking joined at the hip. Yeah motherfucker? Well not today though fuck
that it was too soon.

"She's not
going without me." Yeah that was my don't fuck with me voice they knew the
deal.

"Why don't
we all go? I could go for a massage." Dad to the rescue.

"Sounds
like a plan you in Brian?"

"Fuck yeah
I need to get a bikini wax." The douche batted his lashes at me. Connie
took care of that with a slap behind the head.

"Hey, what
was that for?"

"For being
a big girl."

"Derrick?"

"Of course
my Derrick's in he loves being pampered." Talk about big girls, when did
Derrick give his balls to my sister anyway? Was there some kind of ceremony for
the event? Just saying.

The spa was
fucking awesome, me and butterfly got a couples massage, by two women of
course, I'm not down with some dude having his hands all over what's mine
whether he's gay or not. The only dick that should be anywhere near her naked
ass is mine.

The only glitch
occurred when this society maven looked at my butterfly with a sour look on her
face, like she’d smelled some shit that was rancid. I gave her the mean brow
and she suddenly became interested in something else. Fucking bitch.

Now I'm very
much aware that I can't brow beat every mother- fucker out there that's going
to talk shit but I was more then willing to punch a fucker in the face if he
fucked with my girl.

I knew it was
time to get back to real life and I can't say I was looking forward to that
shit.

I knew the public
would be out for their pound of flesh and I was gonna try not to lose my shit,
because people could be stupid. They acted like the shit actors did was any
different to what they and their neighbors did every fucking day. What they
didn't understand was that the shit we did on the screen was for them, we put
our blood sweat and tears into it to make it as enjoyable for them as possible.
But when the cameras were off my fucking life belonged to me, go live in your
own fucking glass house and stop throwing mother-fucking stones at mine, maybe
I liked having a few smudges on my fucking windows what the fuck is it to you?
I'm also doubly sure that half these assholes out there passing judgment did
some fucked up shit in their lives that would make what my baby did look like a
walk in kindergarten. I'm sure if I turned the spotlight on some of these
paparazzi motherfuckers they'd run screaming into the fucking night, bitch
asses. Okay rant over I'm hungry as fuck and my girl is looking all kinds of
fuckable after her spa treatments, time to go. I had a baby girl to make.

Oh my word Gage
is trying to kill me, I don't think we have this much sex in a week, and we
have a lot of sex in a week. He was insatiable, as soon as he rolled off of me
he would be back for seconds, or thirds, or, I lost count, and my kitty cat,
her name's Katrina by the way, she keeps purring at him until he pounds the
shit out of her and then she'd start whining to me about being sore. Not much I
could do about it if she insisted on being a greedy bitch.

I'm not sure
what set him off this time, but as soon as we got back from the spa and lunch
he frog marched me up the stairs the door to his room was barely closed before
he had me pushed up against it with my thong around my ankles. He said
something about my glow whatever that was. I'm sure his family knew what we
were up to.

I know he
didn't want me to keep harping on it, but I could never put into words how much
his forgiveness meant to me. He saved my life because in all seriousness I think
I would've given serious thought to ending it. That might seem weak but that's
where my head was at, that pain was not to be borne. I know one thing I'd never
be that damn stupid again in this lifetime. I hope that was the worse thing I
would ever do in my life, especially to my Gage. He deserved so much more than
me, but I'm glad he loves me enough to take me back.

Tomorrow we're
supposed to meet with that James guy to talk strategy or something, I'm super
nervous, I know I let a lot of people down and I can't begin to make reparation
but that kind of pisses me off too you know. I mean I'm just a person like
everybody else, I made a mistake I don't think I should be held to a higher
standard than say the checkout clerk at the grocery store, but that's just the
way it is. People pay for a movie ticket and they think they have the right to
have a say in your life. I'm also worried about Gage, I saw that lady at the
spa today and the way he reacted to her, I know his temper he thinks he's kept
it hidden all these years but I've seen glimpses of it and though he has great
control, I was sure this would push all his limits. I just wish I knew how to
deal with it all.

“What are you
thinking about so hard over there beautiful?" I rolled over on the bed and
looked at him.

"I thought
you were taking a nap?"

"Yeah your
snapper knocked me the fuck out but I could hear you thinking in my sleep, come
'ere." He pulled me into his arms and nuzzled behind my ear the way I
liked. Of course his hand worked its way down to my crotch for an exploration?

"Hmm, your
pussy's so sweet baby, I think she's trying to kill me though."

"How's she
trying to kill you? She isn't doing anything, it's you that messed with her she
was just laying here minding her business." I laughed at him.

"No she
wasn't she was purring at me, more, more, more."

I missed being
silly with him, it amazed me that we could get that back so soon, it didn't
seem possible.

"Are you
sure we're okay Gage? There isn't anything else about this that bothers
you?"

He stopped to
think for a while, while I held my breath.

"Everything
about this shit bothers me babe, but it's not about that, it's about us, you
and I, what happened is fucked I'm not gonna sugarcoat it, but I love
you." Kiss.

"You love
me." Kiss.

"And that's
all the fuck that matters so put this shit away for now, tomorrow's soon enough
to deal with the fuckery."

I wish I could
be as sure as he that all will be well. I knew it was guilt that was making me
so nervous, guilt for what I'd done and guilt for the ridicule Gage was sure to
face for taking me back. I decided to do as he said so I took a deep breath and
enjoyed being held in his arms again.

The following
day James showed up with some new info. This time I had my girl sitting next to
me at the table. The whole family was there as was to be expected whatever the
fuck happened was going to be a family effort.

James was being
his usual stoic self while scary bitch Amanda just had his back. There was no
preamble, we came in sat down and got right the fuck down to it. Just the way I
like it.

"So, what
we have here is a convoluted sequence of events that took serious time and
effort to piece together in such a short time. So far it appears this thing has
been in the works for quite some time. This was not a fly by the seat of your
pants operation. It was meticulously thought out and executed. First and
foremost new intelligence has surfaced that would suggest the wife was part of
the whole thing."

The fuck?

There was a
ring of audible gasps all around the room, total disbelief, this fuckery just
kept getting better and better. Meanwhile I 'm trying to keep my cool until
he's through.

"This is
what we’ve come up with so far, this is just conjuncture at this point but
we’ll learn more as we go on. He’s just a little known actor and she’s a
mediocre stage actress somehow he became fixated on you Miss. Sorenson; the
plan was to seduce you, make a big splash, which would propel him into the
limelight ergo the leaked photos.

As for the wife
being on board, apparently they get up to some seriously kinky hi jinx behind
closed doors so she had no issue with her husband seducing an impressionable
young girl. Now here's where it gets tricky, the O’Reilly angle, how does she
fit into the scheme of things?

It appears
Miss. O’Reilly knows the wife, they met in boarding school over twenty years
ago and have kept in touch ever since. Apparently what she gets out of the deal
is you Gage." I felt butterfly's body jerk next to me and I pulled her
into my side. What kind of sick twisted fuckery are we caught up in? This shit
was too twisted for colored TV.

"The
phones are still pretty quiet no contact between the parties involved since we
put ears and eyes on them, they might need a nudge, that's what we're working
on right now."

He said some
other shit but I zoned out, I was too fucking mad to get in to it when my
family started throwing around ideas, my girl was too fucking quiet which meant
this shit might've set her back. I'm gonna go Michael Corleone on that mother-
fucker.

"I want
that mother-fucker dead."

"Bro,
seriously, I know we're dealing with Hollywood here but this is the real world,
you can't go around killing people." I wasn't surprised that my brother in
law knew I was serious as fuck.

"I don't
have to kill him, just shoot his mother-fucking dick off. He'll live."

"Bubby..."

"No babe,
fuck this shit, this is all kinds of fucked up."

"Honey you
have to calm down I don't want you getting into trouble because of me." I
didn't want her losing her fucking mind again so I reined it in, but inside I
was a boiling cauldron of pure hate and anger.

"I say we
destroy them completely; financially, mentally, every fuck right across the
board. I want them to have to go into hiding for the rest of their natural
motherfucking lives, or until they off their mother fucking selves."

"Gage they
have kids."

"Yeah
Connie? They should’ve thought of that before they decided to fuck with what's
mine. The kids have grandparents don't they? Let them raise the motherfuckers I
don't give a fuck. Besides those two shouldn't be allowed to raise a fucking
gerbil. Greedy fucks."

Mom and dad
tried to calm me down after my tirade, Suzette was crying again and my head was
about to explode. I was over this shit already, no matter what anyone else said
I was going to destroy them, I don't know how yet but I'll figure that shit the
fuck out. One thing was for sure Terry Poole was going to get the beat down of
his pathetic mother-fucking life. Bitch ass.

The whole thing
turned into a big powwow with everyone throwing around ideas of what should be
done.

"There's
more here than just the personal affront to you guys." James who'd been
silent for a while finally pitched back in.

"What
you're all overlooking is the criminal aspects of the situation. Our experts
are leaning towards some of the pictures being doctored."