Chapter 57

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Since you never give a damn in the first place
Maybe it's time you had the tables turned
'Cause in the interest of all involved I got the problem solved
And the verdict is guilty...
...Man nearly killed me
Steppin' where you fear to tread
Stop, drop and roll - you were dead from the git-go!!
Big mouth fucker, stupid cocksucker!
Are you scared of me now? Then you're dumber than I thought
Always is and never was
Foundation made of piss and vinegar
Step to me, I'll smear you - think I fear you? Bullshit!
Just another dumb punk chompin' at this tit
Is there any way to break through the noise?
Was it something that I said that got you bent?
Gotta be that way if you want it
Sanity, literal profanity hit me!

Song: spit it out, by Slipknot (yep, things just got a bit more insane)


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2019, November, 16th - Saturday | 3:30 pm

Harry's P.O.V.:

"You sure he knew you were there?" Rickie asked, his eyes trained on the road as he drove us to Phillip's house.

"He showed up there completely out of the blue, excused himself to the bathroom and searched around the apartment." I tell him matter-of-factly. "Besides, he tried bad mouthing me to Aster, saying some shit about me being drunk with naked whores in my office last night."

"What? How come?"

"Guy's an idiot. He thinks so little of his own daughter, it's fucking ridiculous. It's like he thinks he could say any shit about me and she would immediately believe him."

"Do you think she would, though? If she weren't with you last night."

"Well I sure hope she doesn't." I shake my head, my mind drifting off to Aster, even the memory of her face making my heart skip a beat.

"Dude you're so whipped." Rickie scoffs, never leaving his eyes from the road, and I press my lips to a thin line.

"Just drive, dickhead." I mumble, rolling my eyes.

What does a guy have to do to earn some respect around here?

After leaving Aster's apartment, I went straight back to mine, shifting my chunky rings for brass knuckles and adding a pocket knife to the gun I was already packing. Not that I'm planning to shoot her father, but when it comes to Phillip, you can't never be too cautious. He didn't give me too much of a clue on the phone, but I feel in my gut it's about his visit to her apartment earlier. He is probably starting to be suspicious about our friendship, maybe he saw us leaving S&L yesterday, maybe he even put another one of his little spies to watch on us again.

I won't lie, part of me actually wants to tell him exactly what's happening between Aster and I. Not only the fucking part - even though the idea of looking into his eyes and telling him I fucked your daughter's ass last night and she called me daddy is thrilling as fuck, not only that was not the case, the sex part is not even what's best between Bunny and I. What's best about us is that we're exclusive now, and although she has me wrapped around her little finger like a damn boy toy, after last night I'm starting to believe I got her around mine just as much.

Aster is always so hard to read, emotionally-wise, but lately she has been way more open than she used to be. She is slowly turning to the girl I fell for so many years ago, carefree, smart and sexy as fuck. I totally let it slip, last night, about how jealous I'm about her going to a place like Pandemonium, but what surprised me the most was how easily she gave up from going there.

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