Geek Without His Beauty

Ten

YN

When I woke up I felt a weight on my stomach and a warmth pressed against my back, a warm breath on my neck. My whole body stiffened as the memories from yesterday came back. Pictures of Sidney's mother on the wall of Detective Kincaid's office. The decision that Billy would go home with him and Tatum would go home with Stu. The fucking decision that Radny would stay with me again. Then there was the one that I didn't want to remember. The one where he had his head between my thighs and then fucked me until my legs shook so bad I couldn't walk.

Okay, it was good or whatever. I almost forgot how good he was able to make me feel. But that doesn't mean I all of a sudden forgive him. Hello, I'm stubborn and don't like to admit to defeat. He has to earn his trust back and yes before anyone says anything I know he has been trying and I'm taking that into consideration. I love Randy. I never stopped. But it's hard to get over the fact that he just so casually killed someone. Now my brother and Stu are a different story. They killed Sid's mom. How Billy could do that to his girlfriend's mother is beyond me.

I lifted Randy's arm slowly and slid myself out of my bed. Like literally I slid myself out of the bed and onto the floor! He's delusional if he thinks all that will make me forgive him and jump into his arms like a love sick puppy. Beg him to fuck me like that again. Pfff… nope never again. Anyway! I need coffee or something stronger. Speaking of which, my wine was still on top of my dresser. What time is it? I turned around and looked at the clock sitting on my nightstand. The bright green numbers said nine. I looked towards the window to see it was dark outside.

"Oh it's not even that late," I whispered to myself, grabbed my glass of wine off the dresser and left the room. As I was heading down the stairs my stomach growled. "Sex, bath, bed. He could have fed me too." When I was at the last step I noticed the kitchen light was on and stopped. How did I not notice that before going down the stairs? I slowly made my way across the den. "Hello?" I could feel my heart rate picking up. "Hello!" I didn't want to walk any further just in case I needed to run. I jumped when someone came into view. "Shit! Dad, what're you doing home? I thought you were staying at the hotel."

I walked further into the kitchen to see him making a sandwich. "I didn't want you to be alone. Figured your brother probably went over to Sidney's with these murders happening again. Do you want a sandwich?" He asked. I smiled and nodded my head. "Please. I'm starving." He turned back to his task and I walked over to the wine fridge. I didn't notice that I was only in a baggy tee shirt until I bent down to open it. "I noticed Randy's car in the driveway." I shot up and looked at him, clearing my throat. "Yeah. Billy told him to come stay with me. Can't say I was happy when he showed up." I popped the cork and poured more wine into my glass.

"And here I was hoping you forgave the poor kid." I scoffed and leaned on the counter across from him. "Definitely not,' I said and took a sip of my wine. "Why not? What did he do to make you so mad? What did your brother do? Or Stu although I never liked that kid much." He slid the plate over to me and I looked at the sandwich up. "I don't really want to talk about it. But I do want to say I'm sorry for what I said the other day. I shouldn't have talked to you like that."

"No you shouldn't have. You and brother both know not to talk to me with disrespect. But you're not kids anymore, you're younger adults and need to start learning how to make mistakes. I can't bail you two out forever." I still feel like a child being scolded when he says shit like that. "And you two need to stop with the childish bullshit. The silent treatment, yn, needs to stop. I don't know what he did and I really don't care. You two need to work it out." He took his plant and headed towards the stairs before pausing. "Ih and when I said take a break from work that was extended to home as well." With that he walked downstairs.

I let out a heavy sigh then jumped up on the counter to eat the sandwich. I'll have to admit our dad hasn't always been the easiest person to talk to. Although he was slightly more gentle with me than he was with Billy. It was the opposite with mom. She was always more gentle with Billy than she was with me. He was always perfect in her eyes and I couldn't do anything to please her. Being the top student, skipping a grade and graduating a year early, going to college. None of it was good enough for her.

Billy could do no wrong in her eyes. But Billy did everything wrong in dad's eyes. When mom left it hit him harder than it did me. We even fought about it. Screaming at each other and throwing things. Okay I was throwing things. Billy was mad that I wasn't upset about her leaving. I was upset that he cared so much. Dad screamed at the both of us, sending us to our rooms. It was a total mess. We haven't heard from her since she left or at least I haven't heard from her. I'm sure she found a way to get in contact with her precious baby boy.

I was so caught up in my own thoughts that I didn't hear the footsteps pounding against the wooden floor of the stairs. I didn't notice someone rushing into the kitchen until they spoke, scaring me. "What the fuck the are you doing?" I whipped my head around to see Randy, wide eyes, slight fear hidden behind anger? I stalked over and stood in front of me. "Why didn't you wake me up? What the hell, yn! I woke up and you were gone then you didn't answer me when I called out for you! You can't just do that."

I gave him a bored look, brought my glass to my lips and downed the rest of my wine. "What's going on up here?" Randy's gaze looked behind me and he stepped away from me. "Mr. Loomis. Sorry, Sir, I didn't know you were coming back tonight Billy said you were staying at the hotel." Dad walked over and sat his plate in the sink then grabbed my plate and took my glass. "Hey!" He gave me a look that told me I had enough wine and not to argue. "Yes, well, I didn't want my daughter to be alone."

"Yeah, so you can go home now," I said, smiling. Randy gave me a look and I gave him a big sarcastic smile and clicked my tongue. "Actually, Mr. Meeks, if you don't kind dealing with my very rude and stubborn daughter I will be going back in the morning. I have a very important case going on." My face dropped and I let a huff out through my nose, jumped off the counter and walked towards the stairs. "I can take care of myself for fuck sakes! I don't need a damn babysitter. Especially when it's my ex-boyfriend!"