Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24356 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24356 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
She’d spray painted the word WHORE in capital letters on the side of her car and scratched the shit out of it. I knew the guy across the street at CTV and was sure he’d caught whoever had done it, not that I had any doubts.
I told the deputies exactly that once they showed up and they walked over there once they’d taken our statement. “Come on baby, I’ll take you to work, we’ll have someone come out to tow the jeep. It’ll be fine.” And Christine’s ass was going to pay for it.
The cops got what they needed from across the street and took some pictures of the damage. I called a tow company and set up the pick-up before driving her out to the house she was working on. I didn’t like the idea of leaving her there alone so I called Steve to come out and hang with her while I went to take care of this shit.
“Where are you going?”
“I gotta make a run. Steve will stay with you ‘til I get back.”
“Jackson don’t go near that idiot let the cops handle it. You told me to calm down now you stay calm.”
“It’s cool babe. I’m not going to do anything stupid.” I left her as soon as Steve showed up and headed for my ex mother in law’s. I was in luck her car was parked in the driveway. I jumped out of the truck with the engine running and walked up on the porch.
I pounded on the door. “I know you’re in there, get out here.”
“What did she do now?” Her mother came around the side of the house with her gardening gloves on.
“Where is she?” Just then Christine came out the side door and made a run for her car. I jumped off the porch and met her at the door, slamming it shut and caging her in.
“You’ve gone too fucking far. She’s as far removed from what you painted on her car as a person can get, but I can think of someone else who fits the bill.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Sure you do and so do the cops. They have the security tape of you doing the deed and your ass is going to jail.” She swallowed and looked around for an escape.
“I…”
“Kill it, I don’t wanna hear. After this, I’m going to the judge and have him rescind your weekends, you’re out of our lives for good.”
“You can’t do that they’re all I have.”
“You should’ve thought of that before you fucked with her. I told you. You had your one chance to fuck with me and you already used that. You ever come near her again I’ll fucking bury you without a thought.”
“Jackson.” What the fuck? I turned to see Casey getting out of Steve’s truck. He shrugged his shoulders but he didn’t need to say anything, I know her hardheaded ass had talked him into it.
“What’s she doing here?” My dumb ass ex moved around me and charged Casey. I wasn’t in time to get between them but I didn’t need to. Her leg came out and she dropped Christine with one kick to her crotch. “Oh fuck!” Well, since I couldn’t hit her it was good to see someone else drop her on her ass.
All I needed was the cops to show up just then and they did. Fuckers slammed out of their cruiser guns drawn. “Whoa-whoa.” I put myself between them and Casey and moved her back.
“What’s going on here?” Surprisingly my ex mother-in- law stepped in. “I saw the whole thing Jasper. My daughter tried to hit this young lady and she dropped her on her ass.”
Christine didn’t like that too much. She set up a racket loud enough to raise the dead. “You bitch, how could you? Wait what are you doing?” The deputy was putting the cuffs on her.
“You’re under arrest for vandalizing the jeep belonging to one Casey Bennett.” She gave us both a look hot enough to scorch as they dragged her away.
“By the way Jackson, we put her name in the system and her old man called us up. He’ll be here in an hour.” Well shit.
***
It turns out her dad had some kind of trace on her, if her name and identity showed up anywhere on any database for any reason he was to be called. Like the deputy said he was here in an hour and he was not too pleased that his daughter was caught in the middle of my life’s drama.
“Is this what’s been going on behind my back? You brought my child to this, this hellhole backwoods town so some degenerate could attack her person? That’s it Casey you’re coming home with me.”
“Dad, cool it. Jackson’s not responsible for his ass of an ex. Now why don’t you go back home? Everything’s fine here I promise.” He looked at me but I wasn’t saying shit. I was standing in front of the door of my house where I had been since we got here, because if he tried to get her out of here there was going to be trouble.