by Nicety
“Every damn second, I know what could happen to you if the wrong people found out, but Kojack, did you ever stop to think that no one is going to find out? Did you ever think about the fact that no one cares? I won’t be seventeen forever and I for damn sure won’t be acting seventeen with a baby.”
In actuality, he had not thought about any of her scenarios. She made valid points but all Kojack could think about was the fear of doing hard time in a county jail all in the name of love. She was an amazing person and an even more amazing lay but he struggled with the one question that he could not find an answer to. Was she more than worth it? He did not want the answer to be yes simply because she was carrying his child.
“Can we talk about this back at the house…please?” Kojack winced picking up her light bag throwing it over his shoulder.
“I guess, since I have nowhere else to go.”
“I didn’t mean that, Lex,” Kojack sighed. “Anyway, I figure we could stop and get something to eat and then go to my office so I can get something I left there.”
“It’s not what you meant, it’s what you said. Don’t try to change the damn subject, but whatever.”
“Have you heard from Diamond yet?” Kojack replied trying to switch the subject to a lighter mood. “Does she know about the baby?”
“About the baby, don’t trip on that cause I’m getting an abortion,” Lexi retorted as she headed out the hospital room door.
Chapter 14
“Prove it.”— Oxy
“This shit was never supposed to happen,” Ivan snarled as he backed out of Pandora’s snatch relieved of all of his stress.
“But it did. So try to take it back,” Pandora teased hopping down off of the table straightening her dress.
“You just keep your mouth shut, alright?” he replied with heavy panting desiring to taste her sweet lips.
“I’ll think about it,” she smirked as she headed for the staircase, “You just make sure I can beat that case lover.”
Ivan knew that he had been played, used and he hated the feeling that followed. He felt dirty, icky, and nasty needing to cleanse his self of all the wrong doing that took place just minutes ago. He rubbed his skin attempting to remove the leftover smell that lingered from her juicy, tasting opening. The more he scrubbed the more the smell spread, refusing to disappear. He turned, watching as she disappeared up the stairs like a quiet little rat as he headed for the kitchen to try and rinse off.
Pandora slowly ventured up to the bed to check on Oxy. Her eyes were closed and the slight snoring that was present before she left was still sounding off. She appeared as though she had not actually moved since Pandora left. Her shoulders shrugged feeling as though she may have imagined her watching them, even though it felt so erotically real. She lived for shit like that, making other people jealous and pissing people off. To her, it was stupid of Oxy to believe that she would ever marry her. Another woman would never get all of her ever again.
Without slipping out of her party clothes, she slid in on the opposite side of the bed being careful not to stir Oxy as she slid under the thick covers. She relaxed her tired bones staring up at the clock on the wall noticing that it was rather early for her to be in the bed, 7:45 pm. Her eyes could not find a way to drift to sleep regardless as to how soothing Oxy’s snoring became. She turned over on her left side staring out the window at the trees blowing in the wind thinking heavily that it was a sign, a sign for her to get the hell out of there before the good Attorney could inevitably decide her fate. Pandora closed her eyes forcing herself to fall asleep from boredom, feeling that when the sun made its presence in the sky again she would put her thoughts in motion.
Two hours went by without movement or noise in the room. Oxy rose, creeping out the bed effortlessly like she was floating on air, still feeling the effects of the drugs and alcohol she had previously consumed. She stood at the foot of the bed gawking down on Pandora’s golden face as she slept unaware that she was being surveyed. Oxy took her fingers running them along the tops of her bare naked toes testing to see if that would stir her but when it never did she knew she was in a dark, deep sleep.
“Is she asleep?” Ivan said peeping slightly in the door.
“Shh,” Oxy hurriedly scampered shoving his head back out the door and closing it behind her, “You put the bitch to sleep now you wanna wake her up?”
“No. I was actually coming in there to get you,” he replied walking back down the stairs.
“I bet you were,” Oxy expressed following right behind him.
“I was. I told you I don’t like her.”
“You sure have a funny way of showing it. She belonged to me. She was mine and you spoiled her!”
“Lower your fucking voice to me. I am still your daddy.”
“What the fuck ever. Some fucking daddy you are, sleeping with my girlfriend,” Oxy fumed shaking her head and crossing her arms. “I thought you would never do that to me?”
“Hey you listen to what the fuck I say! You got that,” Ivan reached down wrapping one hand of his strong fingers around her tiny neck, squeezing just enough to send her the message, “She’s poison. She seduced me.”
“I’m sorry daddy. I just figured since my mom left that you would be all mine. You would never give it to anyone else. I haven’t fucked any other men, only bitches and you just took one from me.”
“You went rogue, Oxy. You wanted to go out in the streets and act crazy and run with fools while I sat here deprived. After your mom left, you said you would take care of me.”
“I know what I said. I just…I just needed a break is all,” Oxy lowered her head in shame feeling badly that she had disappointed Ivan, “You said that you would always understand about my needing to spread my wings and fly so long as I didn’t fuck other men. Well I’m only fucking women but I will never stop loving you, daddy.”
Truth be told, she was torn between the idea of being with her mother’s husband and the fact that everyone outside of them considered her his stepdaughter. It felt a bit sickening at times but at others she was in heaven. Her break away from him only heightened the long-lived infatuation she has had for him, since her pussy was old enough to throb. They had been fucking since she was sixteen but now that she was a grown woman and done running the streets and running from his love, she was determined to get the one thing every young girl dreamt about, the ring.
“Well I hope you’ve sowed enough oats because if you ever leave me again, we are done,” Ivan snarled worse than a ferocious dog. “No more lavish hand me outs, no more daddy dick, nothing.”
“Oh yeah, well give me a reason to stay if you want me here so badly.”
Oxy wrapped her scrawny arms around his neck allowing his tongue to slap box with hers. Her lips had never graced the lips of another man and her pussy belonged to him as well. He was okay with her doing girls because they were not any kind of threat to him. He laid pipe and knew no bitch or dildo could ever amount to that. As he ran his muscular hands down her back to her flat almost nonexistent backside, he began to become aroused ready for round two except with her. As they continued to make out heavily in the hall, she began to become turned off, tasting the very essence of her pussy in his mouth.
“Wait!” Oxy groaned backing away from his advances. “You have to promise me that you will never fuck her again.”
“Oxy, I told you that I don’t fucking like her.”
“Do you take me for some kind of fool? You licked her pussy, daddy. I taste her all in your mouth. You’ve never licked my pussy before and we’ve been together for years,” Oxy folded her arms pouting like a five year old.
“She made me. I told you she made me.”
“Well you’re gonna get on your knees and lick mine too, then,” Oxy demanded.
“Anything you want me to do, I’ll do,” Ivan responded feeling hotter than ever for Oxy as he leaned in sucking her neck, moving down to her petite breasts.
“Oh my God!” Oxy paused, “You’re in
love with her, aren’t you?”
“What? No, no you’ve got it all wrong. How could I love her? I don’t even know her.”
“You don’t love her, daddy?”
“No. I don’t,” he replied between kisses.
“Prove it.”
Ivan halted his lustful act then looked away from her gaping over at the moonlight shining through the window. He rubbed the left over spittle from his lips massaging all the way down to his chin before looking back up into accusing eyes. Oxy reached up scratching her fingers on his chin stubble like he was a helpless puppy. Their history together twinkled in their eyes as they stared deeply, reading each other’s thoughts like soul mates.
“Go do it right fucking now,” Oxy whispered to his face. “And when you’re done, I’m going to take good care of you.”
“Yeah…mmmm,” Ivan moaned as he leaned in to slob her down once more but was halted by her finger to his lips.
“There will be plenty of time for that later. Right now is business,” she demanded.
As Ivan headed for his office, Oxy remained by the stairs looking in the direction of her room trying to see if there was any movement. Oxy danced wondering what the hell was taking him so long then noticed how dark the house actually was. She began to grow impatient swallowing her insecurities about the dark and slowly heading back towards the office. A dark figure emerged prompting her to back up her stride all the way to the mildly lit area of the dining room, watching as Ivan loaded his gun.
“Are you sure you wanna do this cause once it’s done there’s no going back,” Ivan questioned as he finished loading and securing the piece.
“Get your ass up those stairs so we can fuck already,” Oxy smiled.
Ivan moved with haste, heading up towards her bedroom with Oxy tugging close behind. She bit her nails but she was far from scared anxious to see what Pandora’s brains would look like plastered all over the wall. Thoughts ran through her mind about burying her in the back yard directly under her window so she could think of what they had from time to time and still feel like she was in her life. Remorse for her flew right out the window the closer they came to the bedroom door and anger began to fill her head with the thoughts of Pandora’s eyes when Ivan was banging her.
“Hey. Don’t get any blood on my Hello Kitty blanket, alright. I really like that blanket.”
“Ox, you can buy another blanket,” Ivan shrugged.
“So but I like that blanket. Why should I go buy another one when I have one already? Just don’t get any fucking blood on it.”
“Are you shittin’ me right now?”
“No. Ugh, just go,” Oxy urged.
Ivan carefully pushed the bedroom door hoping it would not make a squeak. As they tipped in the room their eyes were focused on the big lump on the bed waiting for it to stir as they moved in closer. Oxy placed her hand on Ivan’s arm gripping his Oxford button down as tight as could be. He looked back urging her to let him go as he inched around to the side of the bed to peel back the covers and get one last look at the beautiful goddess before he destroyed the wonderful canvas forever. The sound in the room was eerily quiet, not even the sound of breathing could be detected. Ivan fidgeted at the side of the bed looking up at Oxy for reassurance.
“Go on,” she mimed using her hands in a shoving gesture.
The fingers on his right hand made a typing motion as he toyed with the notion of killing something so beautiful and then it hit him. He was mildly attracted to her. He could not make out if it was the mind-blowing sex that had him gone or if it was indeed her beauty but something in him could not bear the thought of ending that connection for good.
“Do it!” Oxy encouraged as she walked over to pull back the blanket herself.
She whisked the blanket away from the bed gazing down upon a long formed pile of clothes. The sight of the clothes angered Oxy to the max as she tussled through them screaming at the top of her lungs and searching the room. Ivan grabbed her by the arm forcing her to grab a hold of herself as he quietly pointed towards the closet. He knew she could not have gotten far and the jump from the balcony would have indeed injured her. Besides the sliding glass balcony door was closed, which was something that could not be accomplished from the outside. The closer they got to the closet door the more the anticipation built inside of the two of them.
“Ha, bitch!” Oxy roared as she slid the closet door over and flicking the wall light. “Where the fuck is this bitch?”
Pandora made a quick dash out of the bathroom, which was next to the room exit and high-tailed it down the steps and on towards the front door. Her feet moved swiftly like a roadrunner trying to get away from the two craziest motherfuckas she had ever encountered. Ivan and Oxy were on her ass like white on rice, watching as she struggled with the front door locks.
“Shoot her ass! Don’t let her get out!” Oxy screamed shoving Ivan slightly.
Oxy stood waiting on her blood to splatter all over the corridor already thinking about what cleansing product to use to clean it up. She looked at her attire wondering how she had gotten dressed that fast; feeling as though she might not have ever been sleep and was only pretending when she was standing over her. If that were the case it meant Pandora heard every single word they said. Ivan shot shattering one of the door’s glass triangles imbedded inside, which was two feet higher than Pandora. Finally the door opened freely, as she ran out in a panic without looking back. Oxy looked over at Ivan evilly knowing exactly what he did.
“Do you expect me to believe that you seriously missed her by accident? You’re a fucking ex-army nerd for Christ sakes,” Oxy crossed her arms showing the most sinister look on her face. “If you are in love with that bitch then go be with her.”
“I don’t fucking love her,” Ivan swallowed knowing he was only partially telling the truth.
“Then I’m going to get the car and you are going to run around to the back of the house and go after that bitch and this time, don’t miss. She will fuck up your career, daddy. She will let everyone know what goes on in this house. She’s poison. Remember?” Oxy coaxed, “Do you want her to fuck up your awesome lifestyle and your respectable career?”
“Hell no!”
“Then go get that bitch!” Oxy pointed, “NOW!”
Ivan did not hesitate to follow directions. This was no longer about Oxy it was about him. She was right. He could not allow Pandora to get away and exploit his business to anyone. He could not fathom the thought of losing everything he had worked so hard to acquire over fifteen years. She had to go and he was fueled with the adrenaline to get rid of her ass post haste. In the back of the house, Pandora ran through the huge yard and into a baseball field compiled of high snow mounds and dried up dirt.
“Pandora!” Ivan yelled putting his feet to the snow running as if he were in a track meet, “I just wanna talk.”
Her ears heard him but her mind was listening as she trucked through the calf length snow shivering and wishing she had enough time to grab a coat. She checked her pockets making sure she still had the four hundred dollars that Oxy had given her earlier. When she felt the tops of the paper, she pressed harder to make it to the streetlights ahead of her where all of the late night traffic was. Her gut told her that even though they were dead set on killing her they were not bold enough to shoot her in front of a ton of witnesses. She ran as fast and as hard as she could in the thick hard snow only minutes away from salvation.
BANG!
Ivan had taken another shot at her and missed again purposely, hoping it would slow her down. Not only was he sending out warning signals to Pandora to stop but also he wanted to make sure that if Oxy was nearby she heard it letting her know that he was on the job. He was not overweight but he drank so much alcohol that his body was not conditioned and unable to withstand long periods of exercise. Even though he found himself slowing down he pushed his body like none other, desperate not to let her get away.
“Oh Shit!” Pandora breathed as she found herself
closer to her destination.
“Pandora!”
There were absolutely no cars on the street and the nearest store was almost two miles away. She knew she would never make it with them hot on her trail and needed to find a way out fast. Her arms moved forward and backward faster to help her legs move faster. It worked and in the distance she could see a pack of cars coming up. She was not that far from the street and began waving her arms wildly hoping to catch the attention of someone that would stop and help her out.
“Oh God! Please! Help! Stop, please!” Pandora yelled as she neared the street, “Stop, please!”
“Hey, are you alright young lady?” An older man with salt colored hair slowed rolling his window down.
“Please wait!” Pandora was a few feet away from the car, pushing hard to make it those last few steps.
“What you running from, princess?” The elderly man asked. “I gots me a shot gun in my trunk. You need some help girl?”
“No, please can you just drive off please!” Pandora requested very much out of breath.
The old man looked in the field and could see no one in the distance. He was beginning to believe that she was on some kind of drug and was losing her mind. She stared off into the dark field of snow and had to admit she could not see where Ivan went just that quickly. He was hot on her toes but just like that he was gone. As the old man drove off slower than a turtle who needed to take a shit she couldn’t help but think of how lucky she was to get away, exhaling a sigh of relief. Pandora kept looking back behind them trying to see if they were being followed but it was just too hard to tell especially at night.
“Where are you going, princess?”
“Just keep driving. I’ll tell you where to turn,” Pandora stressed.
Chapter 15
“You are so fucked right now.”—Diamond
“Did you see that bitch try to rip my fucking hair out, Tommy?” Diamond laughed as she sat in the driver’s seat of the car.