A Fighter Not A Lover

CHAPTER 16: My Daughter.....

MIKE (aka Maci's father)

         Despite the way I treated Maci all her life, I know I messed up as a father. I never wanted children and didn't know how to take care of other's. 

        I was in love with her mother in the beginning when we first met each other and she was the only person in the world that I would've die for. At least that's what I thought until I found out what she REALLY was like. 

       Then one day, she left, after I argued with her about how I found out about her cheating on me. That's how I was left with Maci. I tried buying her things to keep her occupied and not getting close to her. In fact, anything she wanted, I got her. Even if she didn't ask for it, I still got it because this way, I didn't have to worry about her getting in the way of distracting me and eventually causing me to lose sight of my business and then I eventually no longer have a business and I wasn't about to have some little kid that I never even wanted, destroy my hard earned reputation and business. 

        She is the spitting image of her mother and I can't stand to look at her because all I see is a disgusting whore, like her mother. 

         Growing up, I always knew what women were like. My mother was an alcoholic who cheated on my dad non stop and for some reason, even when he knew, he just accepted her. He loved her. 

        It was when I turned seven years old that I got tired of my dad being treated like shit and giving her everything she wanted and her not appreciating it. 

       I was in my room, reading when my mom came stumbling into my bedroom, smelling like alcohol and walking up to me, yelling about how I hadn't taken out the trash yet and then how I needed to go down to the recycling place and cash in some bottles and cans to get some money for her to buy more cigarettes and booze. 

       I turned to face her and told her 'no'. That's when she went on a beating rampage as always and started whipping me with a belt while still yelling at me and telling me I was worthless and a nuisance. 

       Then when I was fifteen, I met a man that could help me financially and get me out from my house. 

        The man had me run errands for him and I was making good money. Then, it got to the point when I was nineteen that I wanted to have my own business. So I asked my boss at the time that I was running errands for for many years at that point, if I could have a loan to start it up. 

        He gave me the loan and I had tried paying it off but then stopped after he decided to become threatening and even tried sabotaging my business. Things got heated and now, we are both on bad terms still and would like the rest of his money that I owe him, now. 

        He thinks he can still try and boss me around and call the shots, however, he has no idea that there are people I know that I eventually had found out, he himself owed a lot of money too and that have been looking for him. So I paid off his debt with them and paid them a whole lot more to have them work and do business with me. He has no idea that I am bigger and more of a threat than he is. 

         When Lee had first come to me, looking for a job in my building, even though I liked him, I wasn't gonna hire him because he had no college degree or any idea of what it took to work for my type of company and I was wanting someone with a degree or some kind of experience. 

         He had begged for anything, even as part of a cleaning crew. However, seeing the determination he had, I began thinking about how great he'd be to help work for me outside of my company. 

         I explained to him the details and what all he would be doing for me and at first, of course, he wanted nothing to do with it cause it's illegal. However, after finding out he was getting married and knew he needed money and not many jobs were hiring with decent pays, he was skeptical still. Then what sealed the deal was when I promised him that if he refused to be my 'Errand Boy' that I would take his wife, let my men have their way with her and then make sure she was sold off into the 'sex trafficking' business I am partners with. That's when he finally agreed. 

         Of course, another part of that agreement was that he was never to tell anyone about it, including Maci who I was gonna take care of eventually. She may be curvy and ugly as shit, but I know that some men like that and will pay big bucks to have that. 

         Then once I invited myself to the wedding, I knew that Maci would never pass that up, seeing as to how good of friends they are, so I went and couldn't wait to see her. 

         While walking towards the tent where the reception was at, I was stopped by a young guy who introduced himself as Henry and that he was dating my daughter. 

         "Mike Thompson?" I heard him ask me. 

         "Yes?" I turned around to face him. 

         "Name's Henry. I'm your daughter's boyfriend." He says as he holds out his hand. 

         "So?" I reply without shaking his hand. 

         "Well, I wanted to ask you a few things." He begins. 

        "And what is that? Did that fat ugly whore cheat on you or something? Cause if so, she got that from her mother and is your problem now." I say to him with a small chuckle. 

        He then began to scowl at me and seemed to be forming fists. 

        "You fucking prick. She was right about you. But this isn't about her. This is about you owing an acquaintance of mine, money. He wants it or else." Henry says. 

         "Or else what? Listen kid, this so called 'acquaintance' of yours, you can tell him that I will be getting in touch with him soon and not to worry, he'll get everything back, along with interest." I tell him while putting a little more synthesis into the last part. 

         Before either one of us could say anything else, I noticed his glare towards me looked past over my shoulder and his eyes softened a little bit. 

        I turned and saw her..........my daughter. 

Next chapter will be posted soon! :):)