His shoulders deflated and he started scratching at his body like he had a sudden flea infestation or some shit. He mumbled something that sounded like ‘I knew that stupid bitch would get me in some shit.’
“Come again?” The hair on my body was standing at attention and my gut had gone into overdrive. It had been a toss up the whole way here. Shaw or Brenda, I couldn’t quite work out the dynamics in my head.
On the one hand Shaw has been her friend forever and there’d never been anything romantic between them. Until this shit happened I’d never really got the feeling that he wanted to go there, she was more like a kid sister to him. But why would Brenda go to these lengths? What’s in it for her? It didn’t make any sense. I’d rebuffed her a time or two and had thought that that was the end of it. I never even told Maddy about her freakish come-ons because they just hadn’t been that important, maybe that was my mistake.
I walked up on him keeping my gun trained now at his heart. “Who?”
“That chick with the red hair, I can’t remember her name.”
“Try fucker.” A hard poke in the chest with the business end of a nine-millimeter ought to jog anybody’s memory.
“Brenda okay, it was Brenda. Stupid bitch.” The last was mumbled but I heard it all the same.
“And why did she need it did she say?”
“No man I swear; I asked her ya know. Usually it’s guys buying that shit but she said she needed it for something else so I didn’t push.” I looked him in the eye for a long minute letting the fear set in before stepping back.
“We never had this conversation.”
“So we’re cool, you won’t get me involved in this shit? Whatever she did I had no part in it man I swear.” If he only knew how close he came to losing his fucking life just then. No part in it? He’d supplied the drug that could’ve harmed my unborn child not to mention the shit they’d done to my wife.
Chapter 12
I called Silas as soon as I made it back to my truck. I didn’t tell him who had been the buyer but I filled him in on what had gone down. I had no doubt he’d coordinate with the local authorities in this town and take care of this piece a shit. I should get my guys on it but there was no time. I had to plan my next move carefully, had to find out Shaw’s part in all this. If he was innocent, well! I still wasn’t apologizing to his ass. He’d kissed my fucking wife; the fact that he was still breathing was apology enough.
I wanted to rush home to her and hold her the rest of the day but first I had to tie up all the loose ends. I’d spent the time waiting to hear from Garret lining shit up. I knew what I was going to do to all the players involved according to their level of guilt. I have a kid on the way and a wife that needs me, and who truth be told I need just as much. I can’t put a bullet in Brenda and spend the rest of my life away from my family as much as I’d like to, but there were other ways to make that bitch suffer. First things first.
I found Shaw at his office in the savings and loan place in town. He didn’t look too happy to see me, which was understandable considering. I held up my hands so he’d know I came in peace. “Is there somewhere we can talk?” He looked around at the others who were trying hard to pretend disinterest. That’s one of the perils of living in a small town everybody knows everybody else’s business. He nodded towards his office in he back and I followed him.
“I need to hear your side of what went down the night you kissed my wife.”
“Look I didn’t…”
“That doesn’t matter now, I’d as soon not even talk about that part and who kissed who. I just want you to tell me what happened.”
“Okay, but you can’t use this against her I think she was just too drunk or something.” He seemed to be waiting for my reassurance so I gave it to him.
“She wasn’t herself, I don’t know how else to put it. I’ve known her ever since we were kids and I’ve never seen her act like that. She’s usually quiet and reserved when we hang out in public, you know. But for some reason that night she was clingy and weird. She started out okay; I picked her up because she said you didn’t like her driving down the mountain at night. Brenda had been on my ass all day about hanging out which I found strange, but then she said that it was for Maddy, that Maddy was feeling down because you were gone so I gave in.”
“They were there when we got to the bar, Brenda, Donna and some of the others. Brenda had bought Maddy her first beer and had it waiting so I went to the bar to grab one. I thought I’d hang out there for a bit and give the girls some time alone together but Brenda came and dragged me back to the table. I didn’t think anything of it when she kept insisting that I dance with Maddy, I thought she was just trying to cheer her up.”
“I honestly don’t remember seeing her have more than the one beer so I can’t say what happened. I know she’s a lightweight but not after just one you know. Anyway she started acting really strange.” Here his face started to redden and I felt the old strains of anger awaken again. I wasn’t about to lose my cool though I’d given my word. “Go on.”
“She um, she started like rubbing herself against me.” He stole a quick look like he expected me to swing on him or some shit and as much as I wanted to it wouldn’t be fair. Neither of them was to blame for this, still the thought of it made me mad as hell. I braced myself for what came next and nodded for him to continue.
“Then she kissed me. That’s when I knew something was wrong. Look Maddy and I have never had those kinds of feelings for each other and I know she worships the ground you walk on. Just an hour before she was going on and on about all the things she had planned for when you came back, and now here she was all over me. Brenda started hooting and hollering and I guess that got everyone’s attention and I knew I had to get her out of there.”
“I got us out of there and took her to her father’s house. She threw up on the way there in the truck and told me she felt sick. She wasn’t even acting like she knew what she’d done and I didn’t bring it up until she came to see me the next day when the rumors started. She was scared out of her mind about what you would do, I see she had every reason to be.” he touched his jaw where the bruising was just starting to fade.
“Sorry about that, sorta. Look some things have come to light that lead me to believe she was drugged that night.”
“What? That’s crazy, if you’re thinking I drugged her for…”
“Not you.” I looked at him head on.
“But… Brenda? But why, why the hell would she do something as fucked up as that? Just for kicks?”
“No I think there was more to it than that.”
“This doesn’t make any sense, they’ve known each other since kindergarten, why would she want to play such a mean trick on her friend? What if I’d been a different kind of guy? I could’ve…” He headed for the trash can and puked his guts out. I guess that answers the question of his guilt.
Chapter 13
I left him and headed for home. The picture was clearer now, I still didn’t know why but I knew who. All that was left was my revenge. How to get her back for this shit without ending up in the slammer? I already had some ideas on that but I right now needed my wife.
She was sitting out on the porch with her little notepad when I pulled up. “Dad called.”
I guess she knew what I’d been up to then. Her eyes were traveling all over my body I guess she was looking for signs of a fight. “I’m okay babe stop worrying.”
“What’re you gonna do?”
“I don’t know yet but whatever it is it’s nothing for you to worry about.”
“Who did it? You can’t tell me it was Simon I won’t believe that of him.”
“It wasn’t him.” I held her little face in my hands and kissed her worried lips.
“Then who was it?”
“I’ll tell you later, right now I need to feel you beneath me.”
I picked her up and carried her inside, my mind going from one thing to the next. I barely made it to the bedroom before I was tearing at
her clothes and mine. With all the shit I’d just learned running through my head all I could think of was getting inside her. Reassuring myself that she was okay, that she hadn’t been harmed.
I started off with my face buried in her pussy. The way I felt I knew I was going to come at her hard so I needed to get her body ready for the pounding I was about to give her. I ate her until she was soft and wet, her cries letting me know she was ready to take me. Lifting her legs over my shoulders I dug in deep reaching her cervix and pulling back before driving in again. “Stay with me.” I held her hips roughly as I pummeled her pussy fucking into her over and over again as if I could erase that night and everything that had come after with my cock.
She took me and asked for more as my cock refused to be appeased. The harder I fucked the more I needed. “Ride my cock.” I flipped us over and pulled her up and down on my cock while sucking her tit into my mouth hard. She screamed and came but I was nowhere near finished. Nothing seemed like enough, I had reached the end of her pussy but still it wasn’t enough. I threw her off and onto her knees and fucked her doggie style. This way my dick went in at an angle and I finally felt like I was getting somewhere. I pulled her hair roughly and bit into her neck as the need in me threatened to drive me insane. We stayed in bed all day locked together in one form or the other until I remembered that I needed to feed my kid.
I waited until she was asleep that night to make my move. This shit had taken a lot of thought because I couldn’t go with my first instinct, which was to totally annihilate this bitch. Since my hands were tied there wasn’t much I could do but there was no way I was letting her get away with this shit. Maybe Silas could find a way to bring her up on charges, we had the dealer’s word that she had bought the shit from him but I wasn’t too sure about the law handling this shit the way I wanted it to.
I reached her house in the dark after parking a few blocks over. I entered through the back door after jimmying the lock and made my way slowly through the house. Opening her fridge I opened the half bottle of pop and poured the little potion I’d brought along with me inside. It won’t kill her but it would make her very uncomfortable for the next little while as well as making her think she was losing her fucking mind. And it was a simple little thing found in most people’s kitchen cupboards. My campaign of terror was only just beginning. By the time I was done she won’t know what hit her and she won’t ever know that it was I behind it.
I left the way I came and headed back to my wife. I was sure that it wouldn’t be long before her strange behavior was bandied about in the small town. I just had to sit back and see which way the wind blew. The shit I’d put in her soda could make her run through the streets naked without even knowing she was doing it, or it could have her cowering in a corner afraid of the men in black. At times she would feel like she was about to die as it caused rapid heart rate and nausea along with severs anxiety. Wish I could be around for that shit but I have more important things to do with my time.
For the next few months we got our lives back on track; everything was about the baby, we were both obsessed. Simon was around more now than he had been before. After I got my head out of my ass and accepted the fact that he was a stand up guy who had looked out for my woman when he could’ve totally taken advantage of the situation, it was easy for me to let him in. We had even become friends, sorta anyway. I no longer stressed the kiss because at the end it wasn’t either of their doing. I’d made Brenda’s life a living hell, most of her friends were now shunning her because of the fucked up shit she’d been doing thanks to the little potion I’d been feeding her in heavy doses for weeks. I also let it slip to the right people that she’d spiked my wife’s drink and that had just about got her ass lynched.
Now everyone was coming forward with apologies because they knew that just wasn’t like Madelyn; they just couldn’t figure out why she would’ve done it but they’d seen it with their own eyes after all. At least the rumors had died down and the town now had a new focus for the rumor mill. I had stopped fucking with Brenda a few months ago but that shit seemed to have long lasting effects, because she was still known to act crazy on occasion. Whatever, the damage had been done.
“DOMINIC.”
What the fuck? I was out in my workshop working on a rocking horse for the kid when I heard Simon screaming for me. I came running because his voice sounded panicked. I’d left him in the house with her playing cards; she didn’t get around so well these days since she was rivaling my truck for size. So either her father or Simon came by each day to keep her company while I was out back trying to get shit ready for the nursery. They were the only two I trusted alone with her though some of her girls came by on occasion.
“What the fuck Simon, the house on fire?”
“No you ass, your wife’s in labor.”
I dropped the cloth I’d been using to wipe my hands and ran into the house.
“Did you call the doctor?”
“Yeah, hospital.” He was as nervous as I was and his words were all running together. She was sitting on the couch huffing and puffing like she’d run a marathon or some shit and my heart was racing away from me.
“Don’t worry baby we’ll get you down the mountain in no time.”
“I’m not worried I just wish Simon would calm down.”
“Calm down calm down?” he turned frightened eyes my way.
“She just doubled over, right in the middle of the damn game and then there was water and…shit I thought she’d peed herself.” We had a good laugh at that as we got her together and headed out the door.
I was more relaxed than I’d expected, but then again I’ve read all the books. That shit went out the window as soon as she started screaming though. Their assurances that things were progressing nicely wasn’t doing much in the way of calming my fear and when they refused to medevac her somewhere where people actually knew what the fuck they were doing, I threatened to burn the shit to the ground.
When all was said and done I got a beautiful baby boy for my troubles, the little fuck was the spitting image of me.
Epilogue
Where the fuck is she? I told her about this shit but her hardheaded ass never listens. Ever since little Evan was born she’s become this whole new person. That coupled with the shit that had almost happened to her seems to have unleashed this monster that I now had on my hands. Gone was my sweet pliable girl, not that she wasn’t still sweet, but along with the sweet was this little spitfire who was giving me fits.
I walked down the center aisle of the room with elliptical machines and treadmills on one side and bicycles and some other torture devices on the other. No woman should ever have to put herself through this shit to feel desirable, especially not one who'd given birth only two months ago. A woman's body went through enough wear and tear, what with giving birth and then suckling a kid for her to have to do this shit to herself.
Any man who didn't appreciate his woman after that shit, that made her feel like she had to whip herself into a frenzy trying to get back into a size two or what the fuck ever, was a fucking dick.
I had my two-month old son strapped to my chest as we looked for her; he was starting to fuss so I rubbed his little head.
"Ssh baby, we' gonna find mommy soon and go home." I pulled him up in my arms in his little sling shit and kissed his cheek my pride and joy.
I saw her on a bike pedaling her little heart out.
Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw us coming, and she slowed down with a sheepish look on her face.
"Let's go." I didn’t wait for her acquiescence I just helped her off the bike and headed back the way I'd come.
"Where's your stuff?"
"I'll get it."
She ran off somewhere and came back with a gym bag in hand. She looked hot as fuck in the tights and exercise bra thing she was wearing, another reason for her to stay her ass out of this place. Fuck if I want my wife walking around half naked and sweaty so these fucking pervs could ogle my shit. I
held her hand and helped her out the building.
Strapping Evan back in his car seat I opened her door and buckled her in.
When I was finally seated behind the wheel I turned to her.
"What did I tell you about this shit?"
"Dominic, I need to lose the baby weight..."
"Babes I fucked you three times yesterday and fucked your ass hard when you came to bed last night shouldn't that tell you something?"
She had no answer.
"It should tell you that I love the fuck out of your body."
"But I'm fat..."
"Madelyn, you're a size ten, in what universe is that fat?"
"But I was a size six before."
"Babe, you just had a baby, let your fucking body rest, if it goes back to a size six fine, but let it do it on its own. Don't you think it goes through enough without you punishing yourself for being a woman, the fuck?"
"You don't understand..."
"Then help me understand, help me understand how your husband fucking you at every turn says you need to lose weight. I love your body, your ass was beautiful before, now it's fucking off the charts, you lose that shit I'm gonna be mad as a motherfucker."
We pulled into the garage and I got my boy out while she got her bag and followed us inside.
I went upstairs to put the baby down since the drive had put him to sleep. Perfect.
Coming back to our room I cornered her in the bathroom, as she was about to step into the shower. Taking her plump ass in my hands I kissed her sweaty neck.
My dick was rock hard against her stomach as I used her ass to rub her up and down against me.
"Climb up."
She jumped up and wrapped her legs around me as I kissed her soft lips.
"I love your fat pussy and this fat ass, don't you get it?"
I kissed her as my cock leaked all over her stomach and Mons.
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