Sin's Woman

Chapter 9

Copyright 2016
Chapter Nine – Priorities, Baby...Priorities

**ALL CHARACTER 18+**
**EXPLICIT LANGUAGE CONTENT**
**MATURE CONTENT, PLEASE BE 16+ TO READ**

I run my hand over my eyes with a sigh after checking the clock over the stove for the fifth time. 2:42 a.m. My night terrors haven't gotten any fûcking better. It had been two days since Micah had shown up in my head, and I couldn't get him the fûck out of it now. To make matters worse, I had claimed Ida fûcking precious Rose as my woman, and I couldn't even enjoy her because she was avoiding me like the mother-fûcking plague, and won't tell me what the fûck's wrong. How am I supposed to fix shît if I don't know what I'm supposed to fûcking fix? And to add the fûcking cherry on top...I still haven't made the fûcking rent.

I don't know what to fûcking do. My mind is fûcking shît. It's like I can't even fûcking function properly now that my sweet girl is ignoring me. It's been four fûcking days and apparently I've already pîśśed her off. Even though its driving me fûcking crazy, I'll admit that her irritation is the cutest thing ever, though. Her little huffs and puffs as she stomps through the book store...so fûcking adorable.

I have so much on my plate, but that little woman...she is my number fûcking one priority. I know a good thing when I see it. And she isn't a good thing. She's fûcking everything extraordinary. That's what she is. Fûcking extraordinary. I have to make rent, but she comes first. I have to fix my head...but she comes first. If I put her first, everything else will somehow fall into place. It will all fall into place, with her holding my hand.

Her fûcking soft little hands....

A soft buzzing pulls me from thoughts of my little Red, and I glance down at my phone, a smile forming when I see her name flash across my screen,

"Hey, little one", I whisper softly, being careful of still sleepy ears.

A soft sob sounds across the line, and my grip tightens around my phone, "S-sin..."

"Baby...what's wrong? Are you okay? What happened, Ida Rose? Ida, you better fûcking talk to me, sweet girl. Ida-," a soft sniffle sounds before she whispers softly, "It's storming really bad, and a tree fell over outside and I...I'm scared. I know it's silly and I sound stupid but...."

I breathe out a sigh of relief and loosen my grip on the phone. She's okay. "You aren't stupid and it definitely isn't silly, sweetheart. Go lay back down and I'll ring the doorbell when I get there. I'll be there soon, okay?"

"W-what? You're coming o-over?" I smile at her sweet little stutters. "I'm coming over." I whisper, reassuringly.

No way in fûcking hell am I going to leave my baby alone while she's scared. It might just be a thunder storm, but we all have our fears. And if this is one of hers, then I'll be right there to hold her while we get through them together.

"Why...y-you should sleep...we have work in t-the m-morning."

I bite my lip to hold back my smile as I realize that this is the first time that she's really talked to me in two days. She called me when she needed comfort. She called me when she was scared. Not Jack.

Thank fûck for thunder storms.

"Priorities, baby....priorities."

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I'm sorry that you've had to wait. I wasn't going to put this up until the end of this week...because honestly, I don't like the chapter. But you guys have been wanting an update, and I love you all...so. Here ya go ❤️