Taboo (Merle Dixon x OFC)

Chapter 10

I turned my head so I could kiss Merle's rough palm, then watched as he walked around the corner to go to the front door. His footsteps were heavy and annoyed. They echoed throughout the house, even without his shoes on. I could feel his sudden mood shift. He was tense. All feelings of happiness had left the building when Jimmy knocked on my door.

I heard Merle unlock the door and rip it open. He didn't say a word, just waited for Jimmy to speak. I could picture him in my mind, standing there with his hand against the door frame and glaring down at Jimmy, waiting for him to talk.

"Wha'cha want, boy? Cat go'cher yer fuckin' tongue?" Merle finally snapped when Jimmy didn't speak.

"I'm here fer Autumn, not you," Jimmy grumbled.

"My girl's busy chowin' down on a delicious breakfast she made us. She ain't got time fer yer bullshit. She's done with ya. Wha'da ya want?" Merle demanded to know.

"I know that. She left somethin' at my house." Jimmy shook something in his hand. The sound it made when it clattered around made me realize it was my extra vibrator. I had kept it in a wooden box in his nightstand. "She's gonna miss it if I don't give it back and come fer it herself." He sighed. "I don't wanna fight. I just want this shit over with."

I rolled my eyes. What a pussy. Of course, Jimmy didn't want to fight. Merle would destroy him, just like he'd done every other time he'd put his hands on him.

"What is it?" Merle's curiosity got the best of him, momentarily replacing his anger.

"It's...uhh...maybe ya shouldn't look in there," Jimmy suggested timidly, handing him the box with a clunk. He sounded embarrassed as hell.

'Good. Fucking prude,' I thought.

I smirked to myself, gulping down the rest of my coffee. I was hoping Merle would mortify him even more.

"Why not?" Merle opened the box anyway. Jimmy should have known he was going to do the opposite of whatever he told him, just to get under his skin. "Ohh, man..." Merle actually laughed instead of getting pissed off. "My girl left her toy at yer place. What? Ya think she ain't got another one?"

"I dunno," Jimmy mumbled. He was definitely embarrassed. Dumb fucker.

Merle snickered, sitting the box down on a table in the hallway. "Yeah, she's got another one. Seen it in her bathroom while I was takin' a piss earlier. It was sittin' on the sink. Think she might o' used it after I brought her home yesterday. Ya know, since ya never gave her any dick. The poor girl was frustrated, but I made it all better. Now she's right as rain."

I cracked up, clapping my hand over my mouth to drown out the noise. Merle had no idea how right he was. I had used that same toy after he had dropped me off to make myself feel better while thinking of him and those pretty blue eyes of his.

"Ya fucked her?! I knew it! I knew this was gonna happen! I knew ya wanted her! That's sick! Yer s'pposed ta be her Uncle! Yer old enough ta be her Daddy! What a whore!" Jimmy blurted out furiously.

My eyes widened, my heart sinking. I wasn't a whore. I had dumped him before hooking up with Merle. I just loved sex. There was nothing wrong with that.

'Asshole,' I thought, cringing. I knew what was coming. No one calls me names around Merle and gets away with it.

The next thing I heard was the sound of Merle's fist colliding with flesh and bone, then the thud Jimmy's body made as it hit the front steps with. That was one thing you didn't want was Merle's fist making any kind of contact with your body. He hit like a ton of bricks.

"Fuck..." Jimmy groaned.

"Yer gonna regret that, ya pathetic lil bastard!" Merle shouted. I could see his face in my mind, twisted with rage, the tendons in his neck beckoning me to bite them.