Her Deadly Friends

Chapter 43

3rd Person Pov

"Where the fuck is she. You are losing this. If I can't have her then I will ruin you. Do you hear me? I'm tired of listening to you saying you will deliver. I'm running for senate soon and I need her as a fucking wife. You said you will deliver. What the fuck am I paying you for!"

"Don't worry, Tom. I will deliver her to you soon. I want to start my own organization, and your bid is what I need to get in. Trust me, I'm doing everything I can with the manpower I have. She's behind those walls now. It's like Fort fucking Knox. I'm working on getting an inside man."

"Work harder," the caller said, then hung up the phone.

She turned to the guards in the room. "Find me a fucking mole. Now!"

"Yes, ma'am," they said, then scrambled from the room.

"Useless fuckers," she said while wiping her forehead.

Danny Pov

Dean left for Saudi this morning and I couldn't be happier. I felt relieved. I felt free. I was on a cloud until my grandfather came in and said that he was leaving as well. That he was called away.

"Pops, please don't leave me. Not now."

"Sweetheart, you will be fine. Dean is gone. He can't come here and threaten you. When I come back, we will sit down with him and work this all out." He started grabbing guns, clothes and ammo.

He came over to me, kissed Kyleigh on the forehead then left. When he left Tasha came in. She came down from the main building. My grandfather's house is about a mile from the membership hall. Which is another reason why I'm paranoid. The house is too close for my liking. A mile is a considerable distance for some. But not for Dean.

"Hey tee tee baby. How's my honey bunny, ah moo moo, ah moo moo." Tasha talked baby talk to Kyleigh. She was playing on the floor. When she saw Tasha, she raised up on her chunky legs and walked over to her. Tasha picked her up and made fart noises under her neck. Kyleigh giggled and grabbed Tasha's ears.

"Tasha, how is Betty doing at your parents' sanitation company?"

"How do you think? Her and the others are complaining so much that mom is about ready to kill them all."

"I can pull them back if you want."

"No, they clearly haven't learned the lesson that you are trying to teach them. Until they do, they will be cleaning up shit."

I giggled and so did Kyleigh. "Shit," Kyleigh said.

"Kyleigh, no," I reprimanded.

"Shit, shit, shit," she sang.

"Damn it. Pops is going to kill me."

"Damn it, damn it," Kyleigh said then giggled.

"The little minx," Tasha said, then started tickling Kyleigh. "Don't worry, she will have forgotten this tomorrow morning.

"Tasha, have you seen him? Is he still angry?"

She sighed. "He's terribly angry with me. I think the only reason I'm still alive is because I'm his baby sister and he loves me. Dean and I only found each other years ago but I feel like he's been my big brother my whole life. We connected instantly. He didn't care about the affair when I told him like everyone else did. He didn't judge my mother or me. He actually blamed his father. My mother told me about him being my father when I started asking questions about why he was coming after our company. The council members wouldn't help because he lied and said my mother seduced him. My mother didn't know he was married at first. When she found out, she broke it off. After that, he started making her have sex with by any means he could. He played very dirty games to bend my mother to his will. When she became pregnant, she found a man that she respected and got married. He agreed to raise me as his. My mother was furious that I went to Dean at first. She thought he would tell his father, and the threats would get worse. But Dean was on our side. I didn't even have to convince him that I was his sister, even though we took a test to confirm it. I told Dean all of this and he believed me. He knows how his family is. He didn't care that I was a lowly member. He didn't even care that I was black. Now." She sighed again. "He won't even take my calls. I don't know how to make him forgive me. I just couldn't let him go on abusing you. So when I got the call, I sprang into action."

I rubbed her back, feeling guilty. I can tell she valued her and Dean's relationship and don't like the current state of it.

"He will come around, Tasha. You're family. He has a soft spot for family."

"I hope you're right. I'm heading out. I just came to see my baby." She looked down at Kyleigh. She had fallen asleep on her chest. Tasha picked her up and laid her down.

"I'll see you later."

I nodded. I went to a couch close to Kyleigh's crib and laid down. I can't stop replaying last night in my head. Dean had sex with someone else. I thought the days of me being hurt when I saw him with other women were over. Doesn't matter. I'm done with him. I'm free. That was my last thought before I fell asleep.

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I had a sense of foreboding. I snapped awake. My breathing was hard. It's like I was scared already. I went to sleep this morning. Now it's dusk. I can see the moon outside the window.

"You know. I was contemplating on how to wake you up."

I gasped. Dean was in the corner sitting in a chair. His gun was in his lap facing me. He stood.

"I thought about pouring cold water on you. Slapping you, beating you until you woke up. You were sleeping peacefully as hell so I wanted to wake you up with a bang. It seems that you have robbed me of that as well, along with keeping my baby girl from me."

I cried heavy tears. My chest thumped with fear. "Shut the fuck up crying. Why are you crying? You should be relaxed as hell. You just had a fucking massage and pampered by 3 men."

I wouldn't dare bring up what he did to cause that reaction. It wouldn't do any good. In the past when I asked about him sleeping with women, it didn't go well for me.

I cried silently. "Grabbed my daughter and let's go."

"Dean please." Whack! I grabbed my face. Why isn't he in Saudi Arabia? What happened?

"Ok Dean. I'm sorry. I was wrong about all of it."

"You're not fucking sorry, but you will be."

I got up and ran out the door. I felt a pinch in my back. I fell to the ground. I became dizzy and lightheaded. The last thing I heard was, "grab her."

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I moaned when I felt cold water being thrown on me. I was naked in the basement. I knew Dean would make me pay for what I've done. He saw it as an act of betrayal. He wanted me to remain here and put up with him and his family's abuse. I was in a coma for 5 months after birthing his daughter because of all I went through. Because of what he put me through. Now he still wants his pound of flesh.

"Dean, don't do this to me. I gave birth to your daughter. I was in a coma for you. I told you she was yours. I tried to win back your love. You degraded me over and over and I still stayed. I tried hard, but you left me no choice!"

"You left me. Again!"

I closed my eyes. He will always look at me doing anything other than being by his side a betrayal.

"You tried to play get back with me. Let those motherfuckers put their hands all over you. I'll fucking kill you."

I wouldn't say anything else. I would just wrap my mind around the torture. But nothing could have prepared me for what he did to me.

He started with a whip. A long whip with 4 or 5 tails dangling from it. Each tail had small knives that looked like razor blades at the end of it.

"Dean, please. Don't do this."

"Do you remember what I said I'll do with your fingers if you leave me again. I said I would chop them off and I want to be a man of my word. But I'll let you choose. Do I chop your finger off or do you want the whip?"

"The whip." As soon as the words left my mouth, he started whipping me.

I had so many small cuts on me. He didn't heed me. Nothing I said would stop him from whipping me. By the 14th cut I passed out. The blood loss and pain were too much.