Music in My Hart: Huskerdust Children FanFic

Chapter 18: Father Figure

That same Tuesday...

        I just walked past the bar in the lobby and went straight up to my room. I didn't want Demetrius to see me crying and then have him ask me a shit ton of questions about what happened, why I was crying, so on and so forth. To be honest, I was too disoriented right now to be answering anyone's questions. Right now at least, I just wanted to be left alone. Not a moment too soon after laying down on my bed, someone knocks on my door.

       I let out an exasperated groan, "who is it?" "It's your auntie, Angel. I just wanted to check in on you and make sure you were doing okay," I let out a sigh and turn over on my side, "I'm okay auntie but if you don't mind... I kind of just want to be alone right now." His voice on the other side sounds a bit sad and disappointed, "oh, okay, Caro. I'll just let you have your space then."

           "Thank you, auntie," I called from my bedroom. I hear him turn around and walk away down the hall. I let out a sigh and crawl onto the floor in the small corner of my room and curl myself up into a ball. I buried my face in my arms which were wrapped around my knees. The tears kept pouring from my eyes like a constant rain.

         All thanks to that bitch Cherri, now I am finding myself stuck in this constant ring of torture and reliving the pain of my past life. Not to mention the one lingering thought that for unsettling reasons, won't escape me keeps ruminating over and over again in my head... 'what if my mother is down here in hell too?' That one question then led to even more concerning questions. 'Does she know that I'm down here? What if she finds me?

        What if she comes for me? What if I get taken away and tortured by her for all eternity?' I tremble at the revelation and hear a knock at my door, "Hey Jessie? It's Husk, I'm just coming in here to check on you, okay?" I want to open my lips to speak but nothing comes out but whimpers and sobs.

           I hear Husk walk into the room and sit down in front of me. He reaches out to touch my shoulder but I flinch instinctively. He then makes the decision not to touch me and instead decides to sit down beside me and let me cry it out. After a few minutes I felt safe enough with Husk to nuzzle up close to him. He looked down at me and slowly wrapped his arm around my shoulders and hugged me close to his chest.

         He then rocked me in his arms back and forth like I was a baby and for the first time in decades... I could almost feel my daddy's presence surrounding me. I felt... safe and warm. I hear some knocking at my door but I chose not to look up. From what I could tell however, it seemed like there were a group of people standing outside my door. Once again, it seemed like I drew unwanted attention to myself when all I really wanted was to be left to deal with my pain all on my own.

        I could feel Husk gesturing for them to leave and a few seconds later, I hear the shuffling of footsteps fading off into the distance. When everyone has gone he looks down and speaks to me softly, "I know that you don't feel like talking right now and, you don't have to say anything. I just want to know if you'd be okay with Angel telling me what happened?" I looked up at nodded at him giving him my consent. He looks down and smiles at me before rocking me again.

        A few minutes later I fell into a light sleep and I felt him scoop me up in his arms and carry me to my bed. He grabs one of my throw blankets and covers me up and makes sure that I'm tucked in. I hear him turn around but I stop him. "Mr. Husk?" "Hmm?"

        "Can I call you, papa? I really miss my papa and you just remind me of him." He nods his head and smiles slightly, "sure, kid if that'll make you feel better." I smile feeling happy to hear that response and nuzzle my nose into my fluffy pillow. He leans in and kisses me on the head which makes a solitary tear fall from my cheek.

       It was just like what my daddy used to do each night when I was a child and for a second it almost felt like I was home. He walks to the door and turns off my light, "good night, Jessie." He softly closes the door and I gradually fall back asleep.

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        I had started out getting a nice and restful sleep however, it was short lived all because the image of my mother decided to make its way into my mind. I shoot my head up and look all around me and notice that Demetrius is sleeping in the spare bed next to mine. I smile at him slightly before taking notice of the letter that was placed on my nightstand. I chuckled here and there as I read through the letter. I could tell from the handwriting that Demetrius had written the letter.

         After finishing the letter I place it back on my nightstand and climb out of my bed and walk over to where Demetrius was sleeping. I climb under the covers and lay down beside him and wrap an arm around him. He purrs in response and I chuckle as I always find his purrs to be unbelievably adorable. I leaned over him slightly and noticed that he was sleeping without his shirt on. He had a nice, cut and toned body that had me blushing bright red.

        I shake the thoughts from my mind and run my fingers through his hair. I then kiss him on the head and whisper three little words that I felt deep within my heart but was always too afraid or too proud to say when he was awake, "I love you,... Demetrius." Afterwards, I lay down on the bed and hold him in my arms before falling into a peaceful slumber.

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        The next morning I wake up early in the morning because I had to leave to go into work. I quietly climb out of bed and head downstairs to the kitchen. I grab some food that had been freshly prepared for breakfast and placed the plates on top of the tray before carrying the tray upstairs to my room. I open the door and pick up the tray and bring it into the room. I shut the door behind me quietly. I place the tray on the corner of the table.

      I sat down and grabbed a sheet of paper and a pen and began to write him a letter:

'Good morning, D!

      I hope you slept well last night. I brought you some breakfast because I know you won't eat anything unless I practically place the tray of food in front of you. Thank you so much for always being there for me. I also wanted to take the time to tell you how much I truly appreciate having you as a friend. Anyways, I have to leave for work today so you won't see me for a while until I get back. If you need anything, you have my contact information so feel free to call, text or even just write me a letter to read when I get back.

~Jessie'

       As soon as I'm finished, I place it into the envelope and seal the back with my tongue before flipping it over and writing my name on it. I place the letter on the tray, grab my room keys and walk out the door quietly shutting it behind me.