Chapter four : A mothers love

"Deputy, we couldn't find anything." one of the officers said, after thoroughly searching through the entire room.

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‎"That's because I don't have anything on me deputy. Just, my girlfriend and I engaging in random adult activities." he said, with his tongue dancing in his cheeks.

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‎The tension in the room grew with each second, and the deputys eyes boring holes into my head wasn't exactly helping.

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‎"Deputy...."I said,

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‎The words screamed at me to apologize and give him some sort of explanation,

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‎"Victoria what do you have to say about this .. mess" his eyes grew wide and tinted with red.

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‎I swallowed, but suddenly, reminiscing the sound of Trisha and Carls hot sex sounds.

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‎I nodded my head.

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‎I wasn't going to let both father and son treat or talk to me like trash.

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‎"He is right., you didn't find anything, you might as well give my boyfriend and I some space to finish what we started.

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‎"No Victoria... that's not true" his voice faltered, "but...Carl says you are a..you know.. Virgin."

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‎I pursed my lips.

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‎Perfect.

Carl spoon feeds him all about my life as well.

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‎Somehow, the room felt quieter than it was before and all I wanted to do was sink.

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‎But then the pant sweeping smirk plastered on Lucas's lips were suddenly lost.

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‎I needed the ground to open up and swallow my shame, else.

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‎"You know what.... Excuse me." I walked past the men out of the room and pulled my shoes out.

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‎Where was Becky?

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‎"oh my god Becky.." I placed my hand over my forehead, as I saw her across the car with some random dude.

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‎She had a bottle of wine in her hand, and for the most part of it,

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‎Becky was highly drunk.

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‎"Hey, easy. Don't spoil the fun." the random guy slurred as I intruded.

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‎"Becky, you were supposed to be sober!" I cried, yanking out the bottle from her hand.

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‎"Now, Im going to have to kill us both in an accident." I cried over a heavily drunk Becky who wouldn't stop counting the stars.

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‎"Or, I could help you drive home." Lucas said from behind.

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‎I whipped my head to face him. " Actually, I remember you now, " I hung my hands on my waist saying.

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‎"You were the creep who stood by my door glass earlier."

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‎"and no I don't need your help" I spat.

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‎"yes, I had impulsively slipped a tiny bit of my substance and I needed it back,

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‎"But you had tears decorated on your face like a human water fountain."he said.

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‎"And guess what, you are also a jerk too?, wow excellent." I bit back.

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‎"Listen I don't care okay, your relationship with the deputy and all that drama back in there but I really need you to know Im grateful."

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‎"what?" I exhaled.

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‎"For not selling me out, and I don't care if you think you need my help or not but Im not going to let two unstable ladies ride themselves to their deaths."

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‎"oh my god, Vicky, that's so hot! Did you screw this one? Because, it'll be so worth it. " Becky said as she staggered to the car.

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‎My cheeks grew hot.

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‎"Becky that's enough, just get in the car already."I blinked away.

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‎Lucas got into the car and soon we were half way on the road while I remained burning with embarrassment and liquor and an achy taste bud.

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‎But most strangely, energy.

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‎"take your left turn." I said looking out of the window.

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‎I didn't want to give a chance to sneak up a look at him,

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‎Not after everything he's heard.

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‎"So who is the deputy to you?" he broke the silence.

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‎"that's none of your concern," I said, not taking my eyes off the boring roads.

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‎"Something tells me we are about to be friends, Victoria, that's your name isn't it?"

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‎"well if you must know, the deputy is my boyfriends father and...."

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‎"Did you just say boyfriend?

‎but you weren't remorseful

‎" he interrupted.

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‎"Yes and that's because he cheated."

‎And the last thing I would want to do with you right now is trauma bond."

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‎"so if you don't mind, please step out... my friend and I need to go inside."

‎I said, stepping out of the car as well.

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‎Then he walked over to me.

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‎"fine, but you still have my tiny parcel, fitted underneath your panties." he said casually, tucking his hands firmly into his pockets.

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‎"great." I rolled my eyes. gently shifting up my dress to pull out the parcel.

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‎His eyes remained glued to my every movement.

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‎"Can you take your eyes off for even a second?" I pulled out the parcel and handed it over to him.

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‎"With legs as hot as that, im beginning to think you are not the virgin you claim to be."

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‎My cheeks grew hotter, but so did my temper,

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‎”Do you not have any regard for a lady?”

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‎"hey, I think if you didn't want me to see it, you wouldn't have allowed me watch you." He said cockily. ‎

“And something tells me you did.” He added with a smirk.

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I couldn’t believe what I was hearing,

“I think it's best you get out" I said firmly.

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“Well I don’t think you mean that.” He said dismissively.

‎"Now." I repeated.

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‎He tilted his eyebrows up, in surprise.

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“And one more thing, I don’t want to see you ever again.”

‎My words fell cold but from the look on his face, he wasn't used to that tone on him.

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‎Then he stepped backwards.

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‎"Fine."

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‎"You will come looking for me Victoria. And you know where you will find me.”

‎And I'll fuck you so good the only thing you'll wish you were never the virgin you claim to be." and with that he disappeared.

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‎I pursed my lips tightly.

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‎"Arrogant lot."

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‎Just then my phone rang.

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‎"mom,,?" this was unusual.

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‎I searched my head for a possible reason why mom would want to call me.

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‎Then slowly, realization washed me.

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‎I swallowed right on as I answered the phone.

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‎"hello Victoria,"

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‎"So, Deputy Charles tells me you are not just the absconded daughter of Thompson family now,"

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‎" but you have somehow managed to be a slut too." she said calmly.

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‎"You know that's not true." I tried to speak.

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‎"I won't allow you bring shame and disgrace more than you have already done Victoria."

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‎"So will you be a darling and honor your sweet mother with a meeting, and bring the toy along with you, he should know never to cross wrong boundaries."

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‎"but I didn't do anything wrong mom...".

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‎"oh yes you did sweetheart , The moment you set foot in my life.

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