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Underestimated Too by Woodruff, Jettie (13)

Chapter 13

 

 

 I stayed mad at Drew for three days. I couldn’t help it. He had no right. He didn’t have to do that. I was going to give it right back to him as soon as it was my turn to talk again. I’d tell him how Dawson did, well, when he, shit, Dawson didn’t really do anything. Drew put him to shame in bed, but he was very into me. He always made me feel like nothing in the world mattered but me. I’d go that route. Damn it. No, I wouldn’t. I didn’t want to hurt Drew. Drew had been hurt enough.

I loved the fact that Marta was back. Nicholas was happy that Marta was back. I think Drew secretly was as well, although you’d never get him to admit to it.

Drew and I continued our Thursday meetings with Deidra and I continued to endure the long hour sessions of listening to him talk about his life. The next visit was finally going to be about us, and not just him or me separate. That made me happy, until the actual meeting that is.

Of course I spent the entire hour listening once again. I guess I’m not really complaining about that. I was more interested in Drew’s story than mine. He just made it very hard sometimes. I think he did it on purpose to be honest.

Moving my feet under my butt, I settled in when Deidra wanted Drew, not me, Drew to tell her about when he and I got together. He was so dramatic, talking like he was narrating a great novel or something.

I rolled my eyes when Drew began like he was auditioning for a role in a movie or something, “Derik confessed to me ‘I still don’t understand what Dr. Reynolds is doing here,’ as we walked to the awaiting car with the doctor following behind.

‘I told her piece of shit dad that I didn’t want her if she wasn’t a virgin. He’s just coming along to humiliate the little cunt for me.’

‘You’re not going to fuck this chick are you?’ Derik asked me.

‘Fuck no. She’s probably got every disease out there,’ I replied.”

FUCK YOU!

“Derik probed, ‘So what if she’s not a virgin?’

‘I don’t give a shit whether she is or not. I told you, I just want to demean her a little, show her what a dumb little cunt she is,’ I informed Derick.”

The grumble that surfaced from deep in my throat couldn’t be helped and landed me the look from Deidra.

But Drew kept talking, “I still can’t believe anyone lived in that dump. It was downright disgusting. I thought I would fall through the floor as I was led to Morgan’s room by her father. What a dick. Who sells their daughter off for thirty thousand dollars? He didn’t care. He’d be drunk, dipping his cock in some barroom country bumpkin by nine.

Drew was sure. That didn’t bother me. He could say all he wanted about that man. I didn’t give a shit about him, and he wasn’t my father.

“Maybe I was a cold-hearted bastard. No. There was no maybe about it. I didn’t see the scared young girl, perched on the mattress with her knees to her chest. I saw Michael fucking Callaway’s daughter. I felt no remorse for him or her at all. I wanted her to pay, pay for fucking everything up for me, pay for everything that her dirt bag father did to my mother, pay for the strain I was having to put on my relationship with Skyler. I wanted her to feel every last thing that my mother felt, and I hoped like hell Michael’s spirit was able to witness it all. I smiled as the doctor opened his bag and told her to undress from the waist down. Closing the door, I turned to witness her frightened demeanor. I can’t explain what I felt, or why I felt it, but it did something to me. I was fascinated by her petrified behavior. It tuned me right the fuck on, and I actually felt my cock twinge.”

Oh, my god, Drew. Reel it in a bit.

“I grabbed her legs, pulling her to her back after she protested being examined. That felt liberating too. Unbuttoning her jeans, jerking them off her, and telling her to spread her legs was fucking with me in a bad way. I didn’t feel a twinge anymore. I had a full blown hard-on going on. I was definitely going to have to visit Skyler when I got back.  I had to adjust myself in my slacks, watching absorbedly as the doctor inserted the instrument into her pussy. Her eyes were tightly closed and her small stomach rapidly moved up and down, breathing erratic breaths. I wanted to tell him to move the light down, wanting a closer look but controlled myself, remembering that he was there, and I didn’t care what her pussy looked like.”

Drew and I were going to have to start discussing things before we came in here. I felt myself sink in to the sofa, trying to hide from the embarrassment my idiotic husband was freely handing out.

 “The doctor announced, ‘Her hymen is fully intact,’ removing the instrument. Morgan quickly sat up and closed her knees. I nodded, letting the doctor know that he could be excused.

‘Get dressed, we have a plane to catch,’ I ordered her. I already liked telling her what to do.

She started to cry, and I knelt to her level. Her tears didn’t faze me one bit. They intensified my state of mind. I’d watched my mother shed tears over Morgan’s father so many times I couldn’t count them all. ‘No tears, Morgan. I am doing you the biggest favor of your life. You are going to live like a queen and all you have to do to earn it is listen to me. Now get dressed. We’re leaving.’ I couldn’t help myself. I placed my hands on her bare knees and moved them apart, having the strongest urge to run my fingers up her slit. It turned me on to no end, knowing she’d never been touched. I stood, coming to my senses and she quickly dressed.”

Drew explained the day he picked me up. I remembered that day too, exactly the way he’d just described it. Jesus Drew, I thought, hoping he stayed facing the window. I could see he was sporting a full blown hard-on.

“Her worthless piece of shit father never said a word to her as she walked in front of me toward the awaiting car. He sat at the table, whistling and counting his money while I walked right out the door with his daughter,” Drew stated.

“This is as illegal as hell,” Deidra decided, shaking her head.

“Yeah, we know that. We knew it eleven years ago too,” Drew assured her and continued, “I stayed on my phone, needing the distraction of Morgan riding in the backseat with me. I didn’t know what the fuck was going on? I had Skyler at home, patiently waiting on my return. I wasn’t even attracted to this girl. I didn’t even like brunettes, but from that day, the day I picked her up, she did something to me,” Drew smiled at me.

I thought he was full of shit. I never did anything for him, not something he was speaking of, maybe in his pants, but that was it.

“I sat right beside Morgan on the plane, noticing her excitement as the plane took off. I was sure the girl had never been on a plane, probably never been out of those hills. I handed her a glass of wine, and she asked where we were going. I told her and then pretty much ignored her the rest of the trip. I was fighting demons that were manifesting by the minute. I needed to get away from her. I needed Skyler, or so I thought.”

Fuck Skyler…

“Once my fucked up illegal as hell wedding was over, I stormed out of my office. It was the whole feel of the mansion. I hated being in that house, hated the evil spirits that I could feel lurking, and the recollections of all that I had seen growing up there. ‘Get her settled in. I’ll send orders later,’ I barked to the girl who would be taking care of Morgan and keeping her big mouth shut to whatever went on there. I made sure of that before I hired her. It took seven interviews before I felt comfortable enough with Rebecca. She needed the money, and I was pretty sure she’d keep her there and follow my orders. I just wanted to go to my fucking apartment. I didn’t want to stay there in that fucked up house. I wanted out of there already. What the hell was Callaway thinking? He knew my mother had just blown her head off there. Did he not think that I would be affected by that fact? Maybe it wasn’t that at all. It was the other fucked up shit that I tried to forget that was eating at me. I stormed out of the house with Derik trailing after me.

‘What the fuck, man?’ Derik called.

‘What?’ I snapped, turning on my heels.

‘Where are you going?’

‘To Skyler.’

‘You mind if I go back and you know?’ Derik asked with a sly nod toward the house.

I knew what he was asking. ‘No, Derik. I don’t know. Go back in and do what?’ I angrily asked, taking a step back to him.

‘You know, tap that,’ Derik bluntly stated.”

I shivered from the cold chills running up my back, thinking about Derik touching me. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, listening to Drew talk about Derik.

Drew explained, “For whatever reason it pissed me off. ‘You fucking touch that girl, and I will beat the living life right out of you. YOU UNDERSTAND, Derik?’ I yelled, poking him hard in the chest with one finger.

‘Damn, dude. Calm down. I was just asking. Okay. Okay. Are you going to?’

‘I don’t know. NO!’ I assured him, realizing what I had just said. Fuck no, I wasn’t touching her. I was going to find Skyler. ‘Where are you?’ I yelled into the phone, hearing the loud music.

‘Out with Jena. I’ll call you later,’ Skyler said and hung up on me.

I went to my apartment, hoping I could still get in. Thank god I could. I couldn’t stay in that house. What the fuck was I supposed to do? I should have insisted that I wasn’t living there. Yeah, right, like you could insist anything with either of the Callaway’s. I walked out to the verandah with a drink. Looking out at the city lights, I shook my head, wondering how the hell I was so lucky to get involved with this fucked up family. Downing my drink, I walked back in for a refill. Wondering what Morgan was doing, I powered on my laptop and walked back out. Typing in the code for the multitude of cameras, I found Morgan in the bathroom. Rebecca was in the bathroom with Morgan as the water filled the tub. ‘If you need anything else, just dial 3 on your bedside phone. It’ll go directly to my room.’ Rebecca said to her.

‘Where’s Drew?’ Morgan asked.

‘I’m not sure. He only told me that he would send orders for you later.’

‘What does that mean, Rebecca?’ she worryingly asked.

‘I don’t know. I’ll let you know when I do. Good night, Morgan,’ Rebecca said, closing the door and leaving her. I smiled that she was listening to my orders about not carrying on a conversation with her. She wasn’t there to be her friend. I made sure she knew that before I hired her. Morgan took a deep breath and looked around the stylish bathroom. I knew she’d never seen anything like it in her life. I observed the way she took everything in, admiring the luxuries she’d never in her life been around. I noticed how young she looked as she removed the clothing that I still remember her coming with. She wore a black t-shirt with a white crow in the middle, worn jeans that had gone out of style in the eighties, a gray sports bra, and white cotton panties that reminded me of something a grandmother would wear.”

He remembered what I came there in?

“The mound had to go. What the fuck? I remember thinking, I didn’t care that she had hair. I wasn’t touching that piece of shit, gold digger. I slammed the laptop closed and stopped watching. That lasted until I was in a somewhat of a drunk stupor. I opened my laptop again after crawling into bed and watched her some more. She was watching television, snuggled in the lavish bed. My bed. The bed that I was going to sell with the house as soon as Callaway died or burn to the ground, I hadn’t decided which yet. She looked comfortable with a small smile as she watched the dumb little kid show, the one with the two little Olsen twins. Clicking the different camera views, I watched her slide off the bed and out her door. Okay, maybe I would fuck with her a little. I felt my cock pay attention as I noticed her perky little breasts with her erect nipples poking through the satin. Rebecca did well picking out clothes for her. She did have a hell of a nice body for being trailer park trash.”

If you call me trailer park trash one more time, so help me god.

 “I guess she could be hot if she’d clean herself up, maybe get rid of the dark hair. I hated dark hair on girls. She should go lighter, not quite blonde, but maybe some blonde highlights. I watched her get a drink of water and wander around the house, observing her new surroundings. It felt as though I was staring into her unfamiliar eyes as she studied a picture of a pirate ship. The camera was hidden right in the middle of one of the sails. She was kind of pretty, and I wondered about her teeth as she bit her bottom lip. They were white, extremely white for a poor girl from nowhere.”

Yup, poor people brush their teeth too. Stupid boy.

“I glanced at the time, not really caring that it was almost midnight. I dialed Rebecca and told her what her duty was the following day. Knowing I was playing with fire before I did it. If Callaway found out he’d have my nuts for sure. I didn’t care. This was for his fucking offspring, buried in the cracked dry ground. I sat in the office of the jewelry store all morning the next day. It wasn’t what I should have been doing at all. Rather than taking care of business myself, I sent Derik. He could handle it, it was only a half a million dollar transaction. Jesus, what the hell was I thinking? He better not drop the ball, Callaway would be furious with me. He wasn’t going to know that I was holed up in my apartment instead of being at the mansion with Morgan. He could think I was away, taking care of business. That is if Derik didn’t fuck it up. I watched Morgan argue with Rebecca about her hair color, the clothes, the panty hose, and the best part of all, the bikini wax. I made sure that it was done in the downstairs bath, where the walls were lined with mirrors, and I would have full view of her pussy as they waxed her. I needed Skyler in a bad way. My hard-on was starting to ache, needing to be relieved. I called Skyler. ‘Hey, beautiful. Stop by the office for a little bit.’

Her retort was, ‘Why? I’m getting my hair done.’

‘I need you to. I’m wearing this massive erection, come over here and bend over my desk.’

‘You’re ignorant. You make me wonder who you are sometimes. I’m having dinner with my folks tonight. I’ll talk to you later.’ And just like that, she was gone. Damn it. Now what the hell was I supposed to do?” Drew wondered out loud, like he was living the moment again.

If he went into detail about their sex life again. I would murder him, no doubt about it.

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