You Are On My Mind

Keep Her Safe

Danny sat on the edge of the bed and sighed, trying to force the burning lump in his throat back down. He swallowed multiple times and grabbed the water on the nightstand. He took a long, calming sip of the water; one sip became two, and two became four. Eventually, without realizing it, the thermos was empty and he had slight brain freeze. His heart still pounded in his chest though, his mind on what he had just heard.
   "Danny, I have something to tell you."
    "What is it?"
    "My father didn't just hit me. He, um, he sort of... also... kind of... touched me."
His blood boiled as he imagined some one touching his wife in an inappropriate way. He hadn't wanted to pry, but he did.
     "It was only sometimes. And not very often. He never... never actually had sex with me. Just touched me. And, um... k-kissed me... down t-there."
Danny wanted to snap her father's neck. He knew her parents weren't the best, but they certainly weren't the worst. She was taken care of, even if it wasn't an ideal situation. He felt so angry, he didn't know what to do. Not only did her father hit her, but he also violated her? He couldn't imagine why she had decided to reside with her father after the divorce.
Maybe he beat her. The thought flashed through his mind. It was loud and intrusive, and he didn't want to think about it.
Danny looked to the closet, and, without really deciding what to do, he entered the walk-in. He pulled out an old lock box, and peered inside. There was a small yellow note book. Despite not being used very often, it looked like it had lived a good life. He sat in the closet, took the pencil from the box, and started writing.

How can anyone hurt their child like that? Their teenage daughter who already was going through so much. I don't understand. He beat her and hurt her, and now this? Now I leant she was sexually assaulted as well? What kind of an-

Danny growled when the tip of the pencil snapped in half. He sharpened it the the hand held sharpener also in the box, and continued his entry.

-imal would do such a thing? No wonder she was hesitant to give herself to someone who wasn't going to be her husband! I thought she was just antiquated, but maybe she was protecting herself? Maybe that's why she was so adamant that clothes stay completely on and hands above the hips during make out sessions.....

Danny tapped the pencil on the notebook, wanting more than anything to get revenge for Linda. His want for her to feel loved only outweighed justice by a small amount.

It doesn't matter her reasons. I never questioned them then, why should I now? I'm gonna find her father, and I'm gonna scare the living shit outta him... but first I'm gonna give my wife a big hug and kiss, and show her how much I love her.

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Danny waited for Linda to come home that night. He greeted her by the door, and was going to kiss her when a thought occurred. "It's alright if I kiss you?"
"Oh, please do! I've had a crappy day."
He wrapped his arms around her, kissing her sweetly. It was she who initiated the lustful kiss, silently begging him to right her world once again. That night, he made slow, sweet love to her, promising over and over again to do everything in his power to keep her safe.

A/n
Linda's parents are dickheads. Headcanon book will be updated with the info