"To thine own self be true" Yellowstone fanfiction

chapter 27 "good hearted woman"

"give it back you little bastard! I know you took it!"

"Didn't take shit! Get away from me!"

"You know what!" Walker grabbed Carter by his shirt slamming him against the barn. "Get your fuckin hands off that boy Walker before my foot goes so far up your ass it'll remind you of your prison days" I stood between him and Carter as I push walkers chest. The rest of the men stood along the both of them watching in entertainment and chuckling in amusement. "That son of a bitch stole my guitar!"

"I did not!" Carter yells. I hold my hand up to Carter. "What makes you think the boy has it?" I asked. "Son of a bitch be eye ballin it since he got here! Little fucking thief!"

"I wouldn't be cussing out a 14 year old thief, Mr seven years in prison" I looked at Carter. "I'm gonna ask you once, once only. Did you take walkers guitar?" Carter didn't speak. He stayed quiet. Rip stood with his hands on his hips. "She asked you a question boy!" Carter huffed. "I needed the cash" he murmured. I roll my eyes with a groan. "Told you! Lyin Little shit!" I open to the door to where Carter sleeps. There sat walkers guitar, along with multiple bottles of whiskey unopened. Lloyd gasped "my whiskey!" I stuck my tongue in my lip looking at Carter. Carter put his head down in shame. "The hell you need money for so bad you're willing to risk your chances here?" I questioned angrily. "I need Fuckin boots! I'm tired of sneakers! I can't do shit in them!"

"Then you work for the damn boots! A man works for the things he needs! This is strike one Carter! I ain't Fuckin around!" I say as I slam the door to his room. He mumbled under his breath "fat bitch".
"Fuckin bastard" rip grabbed Carter by his shoulder hitting him hard across the face. Carter winced in pain as he held his face. I grabbed Rips shoulder also, punching him in the mouth causing him to stumble back. Rip held his mouth blood in his hand. "Put your fuckin hands on another kid of mine I'll slit your throat so wide it'll make a whore look tight!" I gritted my teeth angrily. Rip stepped back to allow me to take over. The boys didn't laugh. They stayed quiet. They knew not to laugh at Rip. I turned to carter stepping close to him. "You ever get punched so hard in the nuts that taking a shit makes you cry?" I asked. Carter shook his head "n..no" I pointed out to the pasture. "Come Monday morning you're breakin horses. You're gonna ride them till your tiny little ass cheeks are black and blue. You're riding till you're crying out your Mama's name. You're done Carter. This is it. Your last fuckin chance. Jimmy! Show him your ass!" Jimmy quickly dropped his pants revealing bruises. "Them bruises are over a year and a half old! Now get your ass to bed before those bruises come from something else other than a fucking saddle!" I waved my hands at the boys. "Go on! Get! There ain't no show anymore!! Find something to do!" I yelled. The boys scattered like ants back to their bunks. I waddle my fat ass up to the direction of the hunting cabin. "Damn it Twitty!" Rip calls out from behind me. I turned around in my tracks to look at him. He was rubbing his sore mouth. As if nothing happened he took my hand to continue to walk with me "that fuckin hurt" he grumbled in his hand. "If you ever put your hands on my children like that, you'll be a single man, with no woman and no kids to love" I say as we walked through the grass. He grumbled. "I ain't gonna. That kid had it coming" I shook my head "words don't hurt me rip. I grew up with Beth" rip chuckled as he opened the door for me. I stepped through the door as I released my hair from a loose bun. I ran my fingers through it as I stretched. Rip grabbed a beer from the fridge then kneeled down to the wood burner. "You're already saddling that kid up?" He grunted as he sat on the ground with his back against a recliner. He chucked his beer bottle lid into the fire. "I think we're being too soft on the kid. He needs something painful. Hard working pain. Kid is just now learning what a callus feels like" I kicked his butt for him to lean forwards. I sat in the chair he leaned on. He leaned back again between my legs. Rip released a content sigh. "you sure as hell spooked him" he held his I've cold beer against his swollen mouth. I laughed sightly running my hands through his tight curly hair. "I think you spooked him more than I did. And Im not sorry about your damn mouth. You deserved it" I draped my leg over his shoulder. He chuckled as he sipped his beer. "I know darlin. I know I did" he rubbed his rough hand over my foot. He began to rub it intensely. I shut my eyes as the roughness felt good. "Swollen honey?" He asked sweetly. "Mhm" I mumbled tiredly. "Almost six months baby" he turned to face me still sitting on the ground. He gently took off my socks. "Think it's time to stop working so much mama" he gently pressed his thumb into the bottom of my foot. I shook my head. "Too much work to be done before winter rip" I leaned head on my hand as I watched him. I let out small groans of pleasure. "Darlin there are one of you and plenty of us. We can manage on our own" I shook my head "you saying you don't need me anymore?" Rip released a chuckle. "Noooo Twitty girl, what I'm saying is that you have a little someone who needs you more than the herd needs you. It is way too dangerous for a little mama like you to be prancing around in them fields". He let go of my foot as he reached up to rub my protruding belly. "Besides, ain't you ever gonna buy baby clothes or a crib or something" I laughed aloud. "First off!Ain't isn't a word. Second! I didn't even think about that! I haven't bought shit!" He nods after sucking his bottle. "See. You've been too busy busting your ass you forgot you were having my baby" I laughed joyfully as he pulled up my shirt to put his callused hands on my skin. "Three more months and she's having my baby" he kissed my stomach gently before rubbing his thumb over it. "I've been so busy doing the shit my dad is supposed to be doing...Aren't you scared" I say softly as I fluff his hair with my fingers. He cackled into my tummy before smooching it. "fuckin terrified mama. Terrified!" He stood up before kissing my head then walking into the kitchen. "How do you think I feel! My fucking vagina is going to do the grossest thing humanly possible!" I shouted from the recliner. Rip chuckled as he placed his empty bottle next to the kitchen sink. "You don't think it's a beautiful thing?" He questioned. "I do. I really do" I stood up. "But not when I'm giving the birth it ain't!" I stood up with a grunt. I stepped towards him with my arms wrapped around his sides. "Aint, ain't a word Twitty" he kissed my lips gently. "I ain't even worried about it!" He smacked my butt playfully before kissing my lips then jogging to the bathroom. "So! Anyway!" He shouts from the shower as he turns it on. He Steps out with nothing but his boxers on with the shower running behind him. "You promise me you ain't gonna work anymore. Now that you're almost past 6 months" he stared me down like a hawk. I glanced up at him while munching on potatoe chips. "we'll see" I say after swallowing. Rip sighed. I look up again from the chips. "Rip. I don't know. I have to see what I have to do" he shook his head and his hands "no no. It doesn't matter what you think you have to do. You need to watch out for our child Twitty. Your health matters more than ever now. Im not asking anymore Twitty I'm telling. No more working" I sigh as I step over towards him. "Mmm I like when you're assertive" I graze my hands on his sides. He watched me with zero amusement. "You're kinda turning me on. Call me like a bad girl for working or something. Bend me over your knee and Smack my ass" I chuckled. He had yet to crack a smile. "Twitty"
I scoffed and rolled my eyes. "okay! Okay! I promise! I swear! No more work. No more." He nods and kisses my head. "Thank you" he turned to go into the bathroom. "Wait" he turned back to look at me. "were you serious about the bending you over thing?"
I laughed loudly. "Later. I gotta go check on my dad"
"Need me to walk you?" He questioned from the steaming shower. "I think I can manage. If there Is a bear I'll just shoot it"

I walked up the driveway as I watched the sun go down. The sky was pink. It was almost soothing. I stepped up the porch before opening the door. As I opened the door I was met with my father who was fully clothed drinking coffee and reading a news paper. "Daddy!?" My eyes widened. He glanced over. "Hey Twitty girl" he smiled. I couldn't believe my eyes. "What the...how..you... Daddy?" I scoffed with slight laugher as I held onto his arm. "I fired that nurse you had for me. She's Useless" he says. "Well I had her here while I was working so she could keep an eye on you. What the fuck are you doing out of bed? How the fuck are you awake right now" he smirked as he glanced over at me. "I just opened my eyes and then I was awake. Kinda how it works" I laughed slightly. "Can I look at your wounds at least?" He shook his head as he sipped his coffee. "Nope. Seems to me you have other things to worry about" he reached his hand out placing it over my belly. I watched him in amazement as I couldn't believe he was awake. "Mind telling me a bit about your situation?" I shook my head in disbelief. "I was hoping you were gonna be out for a bit longer. So I could just wake you up with a child in my arms" I laughed. He rubbed his thumb sweetly on my stomach. "It's about time you had one of these" he stood up with a slight groan as he placed his mug in the sink. "theres just one thing Twitty" he put his hands on the island counter leaning over it. "who's the Daddy?" He asked. I cleared my thoat as I patted his arm. "Well im glad your awake. But you shoukd really stay in bed a bit longer."

"Twitty. I asked you a question. I've been gone far too long. I need some kind of news"

"I've got news for ya! You're gonna be a granddaddy! Yay!! Now go lay down" my father crossed his arms. I sighed. "Rips..." I say. He grumbled as he sighed. I looked down slightly. "He's a real good man Twitty. The only man I trust on this Earth. I never thought you fiddling with that boy was a smart idea. Especially with your sisters involvement"

"It's too late for the scolding lecture dad. I'm having his child"

"I understand that, but that doesn't mean much. Him and Beth have a reputation. You know how Beth is" I shook my head frantically "no Daddy. He doesn't even look at her anymore. He's mine"

"I know for a fact he will be the best father any child could ever have. But I'm not so sure about the husband part"

"Jesus Christ dad. You come out of the woodwork and you're giving me a whole life rant! Get your old ass to bed before you rip open your damn stitches!"

"I'm serious Twitty"

"Me too Daddy. I'm worried about your health"

"We you even listening to me?"

"I am Daddy. I listened. I took your words into consideration. I understand your worried feelings. But as of right now rip and I are happy. We're not married. Things won't go south"

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