My father refused to look me in the eye. He refused to confront me. I came back home to grab my things I was still a hot mess. I was greeted outside by Jamie. "Pop doesn't want you to go. But he doesn't want you living in the house anymore. He thought it'd be better if you lived in the bunkhouse"
"The bunkhouse? There's no room in there!"
"No twitty there is now. Pop gave lee's house to rip"
"To rip!? To fucking rip!? Someone who isn't even his blood?! I'm the oldest! I should've gotten a house to begin with! This is bullshit so I mean nothing to him anymore!? I hurt his little ol feelings and I get this?!"
"I agree I really do, but it's his words over mine. There is a fresh bunk waiting for you"
I couldn't believe it. My father, after years of serving him he is treating me like I'm no longer his family. "Fine" I sighed. I made my way into the bunk. "hey scar face!!" Lloyd smiled. I rolled my eyes. "Tony Montana is that you!?" Colby snickered. "Shut up! I don't wanna talk about it" I walked past them then stopped Infront of jimmy whom sat on his bunk. "Top or bottom?" I asked. Jimmy looked up confused yet turned on. "Huh?" He froze as he looked up at my body. He stared at the skin that perked from underneath my t-shirt between my jeans. "Top Or bottom Jim Bob?" Jimmy still looked at me puzzled. He pointed to himself. "I..I prefer being on top. But I'm willing to try anything new" he stuttered as he drooled. I kicked the bed he was sitting on making him jump. "Top bunk or bottoms bunk you fucking idiot!!?" I wasn't in the mood. I was pissed. "Oh...oh!! What ever one you prefer twitty! You pick!" He stood up quickly moving out of the way. "hold up you're staying here?" Ryan asked as he leaned on the bunk I chose. "What's it to ya?" I looked up at him. "Just wondering"
"You y'all can't handle a woman being in the fuckin house you can fuckin go. There's the fuckin door!" I slipped off my t-shirt tossing it onto my bed. I scuffled through my duffle bag for other clothing. Ryan whistled as Lloyd cleared his throat. "What happened to staying in...ya know. Your house?" Lloyd questioned as he spit his dip into a cup. "my old man is a piece of shit. A back stabbing bastard! A man who I will never trust again! He kicked me out, moved Casey and his feathered Indian wife right the fuck in. Even after they turned against my father and broke his word" Lloyd huff. "Huh" He thought. "Have I ever hurt my father? Ever? In my life" Lloyd shook his head. "Have I ever denied anything he asked?" Lloyd shook his head once more. "He hurts me then tosses me out. What kind of man is that?" I complained as I ranted to the boys. I stepped towards the bathroom door. "what kind of man is a real man?" Jimmy questioned. I looked at him in confusion. "Like...like a real man has a real woman. How do I know if I am a real man...then how does a real man get a real woman" jummy asked serously. I put my hands on my bare hips. "Jim Bob-""Forgive me twitty but you in my eyes are in fact a real woman" he says very specifically. "You act like a woman, talk like a woman, walk like a woman. How do I find someone like you?" I smiled slightly at his words. I was flattered. I glanced over at beth stepping through the door of the bunkhouse. "One step Jim Bob. Avoid sluts like that" I pointed to beth as she rolled her eyes. She traveled towards me. "I need to talk to you!" Beth calls as I walk into the very large community bathroom. She followed. "Leave me alone Bethany! Im not Talkin to any of you. You're all backstabbing pieces of human feces" beth held up her arms then dropping her arms, slapping them down at her sides. "I didn't even say anything"
"You say enough. You're an evil son of a bitch. A sick one at that" I unclasp my bra after turning on the shower. "I don't trust Casey! He says he is here for dad but I know he gonna ruin it all! And I! Work too hard to watch all this go down the drain and so do you!" I looked at her. "I don't care about what happens to this ranch anymore beth. I don't care what happens to anyone either. I've tried to make a difference on this fucking ranch. I've done my job. Like you said, dad doesn't care about me or what I do. He's just using me. I'm worthless. You said it yourself beth" I stepped into the shower. "Are you even listening to me!"
"I am! I did! I'm done talking to you beth! Dad has made his choices! He didn't give me a chance after lee died. He was ready to throw me out. He went straight to Casey. I don't care anymore!"
"You're fucking useless! I don't know why I tried" beth scoffed. I stuck my head out of the shower. "I will always care for the ranch! Im just not letting dad push me around anymore! I'm here to do my job, get paid, that's it! Im not doing any more favors! Maybe Casey has come around, I don't know. That's all on him! Not my problem!" I shut the curtain. Beth sighed. "Casey is just gonna run away again" she sat on the sink. "I know Beth... But dad really wants him here. Casey is his favorite. He wants him to be the next rancher so damn badly. Now that lees gone. Dad needs to retire. He's old beth"
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"To thine own self be true" Yellowstone fanfiction
FanfictionTwitty was born January 8th 1976 in paradise valley Montana. raised by her mother Evelyn Dutton and father John Dutton. she grew up beside her younger siblings lee, Jamie, beth and Casey. after years of being the eldest sibling it seemed that she wa...