Just Let Go

Hudson

Hudson

I watched the foul mouthed siren as she couldn't get her boots on quick enough and scurry her peachy arse out of the door. No woman, ever has turned me down, let alone hung me out to fucking dry. I haven't got time for women that I have to work for, no matter how sexy they are. My throbbing cock reminded me of her outburst and how she went into some kind of panic seizure at the mere touch of me, I know I'm rude as fuck, but I seemed to repulse her! The short sharp voice of my pa brought me back to the here and now.

"I swear on everything I own, if you have hurt that girl, I will rip the balls off you that she so kindly left. Darcy has rules, and yes, even you have to abide them if your staying." I went to cut my pa off and push further on why Darcy (a name I really fucking liked) had 'rules' .. But knowing my dad, if I interrupted him, I'd find his bourbon glass firmly imprinted in my skull. He continued,

"Now I know why your here, and I appreciate that you've come home to be with us through today, I know your mother will be pleased you're here. But you do not come up in here and start causin trouble, you leave our girls alone, you understand? As you won't suffer your fate at their hands like every other poor bastard has, you will suffer at mine. Got it?"

I knew better than to press my dad on this subject, as much of an arsehole I was, I had respect for my parents, at least I had one redeeming quality.

"Yes sir...you're looking well pa, I know it's been a whi-" my dad silenced me with that voice of his, his Texan drawl came out with a boom when he was pissed at me,

"Stop right there, I don't wanna hear your sorry ass excuse as to why you haven't been back to see us, and quite frankly I couldn't give a shit. So don't apologise to me, as I sure as shit wouldn't believe it if you did. But for your ma's sake, you better straighten your shit out and apologise to our Darcy, your mother loves you, but she won't stand for anyone puttin a streak on D, do you understand me?"

I forgot how passionate a man my pa could be, I envied it. The only thing I gave a shit about was money and pussy, and by the looks of things I sure as shit wasn't getting either in my time here, so I nodded my head which seem to appease my father as he poured me a bourbon and we sat and sipped in silence.

I was about to leave to book into a hotel when a warm and comforting voice drifted through the bar door,

"Mitch honey, I just saw our D in the cafe looking as sad as I've seen her in years, any clue what that's abo-....Hudson! My boy!"

I stood from the stool and caught the bundle that was my mother in a bear hug, I pulled her face back and saw the tears stream down her face..tears for me, tears for Casey. I wiped them with the backs of my hands and pulled her tight again, letting the scent of her cherry pie fill my nose. How could I have left her for so long?

Our emotional reunion was finished just as soon as it started as a soft hand walloped the back of my head,

"I swear Hudson, please don't tell me our D is crying in a shit hole of a cafe because of you, so help me god!!"

I couldn't lie to this woman, she would have seen it in my eyes they've always been my give away, thank fully and surprisingly my pa jumped in to help.

"Hudson and Darcy had a misunderstandin, but H was just waitin on seein you before he went and made things right..ain't that so Hudson?"

Between the two glaring eyes and the rage that was currently emanating of my 5ft2 mother I thought it best to just go with it, but I sure as fucking shit would not be apologising, my aching balls would be a reminder of that.

"Yeah ma, where is she and I will go set it all straight?"

Mum gave me directions to where Darcy was and I made my way down the road.

I found the grot pit that she was siting in, good Jesus I hope she wasn't eating in here. I pushed the door open as the bell rang, a few heads looked up, but the one face I was looking at was sat in the corner huddled over a coffee. As I weaved through the tables and chairs to reach her, I noticed what a strange colour her hair was, the sun shone on it to give it an almost burnt red tinge but she was mainly brown, it suited the fire she clearly had in her. I stood next to her and coughed for her attention, well that and I was totally uncomfortable in this situation. She gazed up at me, her azure blue eyes sparkled with tears and were framed by her running mascara. Shit. Just as I was about to speak, she rolled her stunning eyes and faced back down at her coffee like it was the most interesting this in the fucking world, I inwardly growled as she was getting away with murder in my fucking book.

I took the seat opposite her and spoke,

"Whatcha drinking there?" Lame as fuck, what else was I gonna say as sorry was not a word that came out of my mouth.

"Coffee" she didn't even look at me, the rude bitch, I inwardly counted to 5 before I spoke again,

"Any good?" Darcy scared the shit out of me as she stood up and looked over to the nosy waitress behind the counter who couldn't make it more obvious she was eavesdropping unless she had her ear pressed up against our table, and shouted,

"Gemma, one coffee for the leather clad knob jockey over here, no milk, no sugar but extra arsenic please" I sat open mouthed at this girl who had a mouth that needed filling immediately. A few of the builders that sat in the cafe snickered at Darcy's smart remark which she soon snubbed,

"And a couple more plates of grease for the fat fucks over there"

I laughed openly at that one, this girl really couldn't give a shit, it was refreshing.

She sat back down and pulled herself back. Through her fire I could see she was fighting a battle inside, and I remember how defensive my parents were of this Darcy,. I had no doubt if push came to shove they'd have this girls back over mine. I remember my ma's tears, I needed to make it right with this girl, for her.

"Look Darcy, I didn't mean to make you...uncomfortable...earlier" she quirked and eyebrow at me and I was ready for her smart arse reply,

"Uncomfortable..well Captain Fuckin Obvious, guess who wins a medal for their observational skills..ding ding ding", she was trying my patience, big time.

"Look Darcy, if it was up to me, I wouldn't be here fighting for a scrap of forgiveness as really, I couldn't give a shit how you feel. But I'm guessing you know what today is, and I'm guessing you know why I'm here. For my parents, not for your smart fucking mouth. My parents seem to care for you deeply, which is beyond me, and they don't need any hassle today or ever for that fucking matter, so suck it up, and let's move on, not for me and sure as shit not for you, for them...okay?" I stood and held my hand out for her. I was expecting her to gnaw it off or at the very least smack it away, but she surprised me by taking it. Her hand felt so small and soft it mine, but I shoved that thought away and pulled her up.

"No quick witted response from the queen of sarcasm over there?" She got her purse out of her bag, but I'd already thrown money on the table. She looked at what id put down, picked it up and shoved it back in my breast pocket, then locked her silky blues on my harsh jades,

"I'm a big girl, Hudson, I've got my own money and my own fuckin mind. I swear to shit that you are fuckin lucky I love your parents more than life itself otherwise I'd have ransacked one of those big old builders tool boxes over there and hammered your vicious tongue to the table. Don't make the mistake of thinking you can talk to me like that again. Stay out of my way, and I won't lodge my fist in your face."

There she was. She walked out leaving me with 8 sets of eyes all on me waiting for my response, but I had nothin, she rendered me speechless. No woman had ever done that, and I didn't hate it as much I should, and that was a problem.