You're Not Enough

Chapter 107

"So, do you want to go up to the loft?" He asks.

"No," Sternly say. I stay close to the door, just in case. I remember what happened last time I was alone with him. My heart is beating outside of my chest; I want to turn around and run— but my desire to learn the truth outweighs my fear.

He steps closer to me, "Want a drink?" He's so close I can smell the alcohol on his breath, the same as last time.

"No," I say again.

"You sure?" He steps even closer, my body backs into the wall. I can feel the heat from his body radiating off of mines. When I close my eyes, my mind flashes back to the last time this happened; I remember what he tried to do.

I remember his cold dead hands against my waist.

I remember his tainted cigarette tongue trailing down my neck.

I remember how clammy his body felt against mine.

When I open my eyes, I push him back, hard. "No!" I yell. "You know what? This was a bad idea,"

"Cmon now-"

"I don't want to hear anything you have to say. I don't care," I growl. "You leave Ryder alone; he isn't giving you anything, whatever he gave you at first, if he even gave you something, that's all your getting!"

He throws his hands in the air, "Well, I guess you'll have to come back and work for me, even longer, and pay what you owe me."

"No, i'm not doing anything for you."

He laughs, "Well then, I guess I'll tell daddy what really happened to his precious dealership and his luxury cars."

My stomach twists just thinking about my father finding out the truth; he'll find out eventually so, it is what it is. "I don't care." Travis looks taken back by my words; he wasn't expecting me to say that. A part of me always wondered if he was even telling the truth about the video he has. Now that I have seen his reaction to me say that I don't care if he sends the tape to my father, I'm calling him a bluff. This I can use. "You were never going to send the tape."

"I was," he says, clearly lying,

"No, you weren't; you and I both were in that office when I set it on fire; turning the tape in is basically like you turning yourself into. You wouldn't do that." A cricket smile comes upon my face; it feels good being on the other side, being the one with the power. I see why people enjoy it, why they live for it. It's refreshing.

"I would 've--"

"What?" I question, cutting him off. "Go on the run for the rest of your life?" He doesn't say anything. He just stares. "Leave me alone, leave Katie alone, and leave Ryder alone," I state.

"You expect me to just leave the mother of my child!"

I roll my eyes, "Like you actually care, you can't take care of a baby, you can't be a father!" I couldn't even imagine Travis being a father; that child can't grow up here with him. His face twists in anger, but he doesn't rebuttal what I just said. "We don't owe you anything; Katie doesn't owe you anything, Ryder doesn't owe you anything," Travis rolls his eyes. "If you ever contact us, I will tell my dad and the police what happened," I walk up closer to him; he looks defeated. I'm not as afraid of him like I used to be, well at least right now I'm not; that's because I have him where I want him, his tail between his legs.

"You won't?" he says, calling me bluff.

"I will; I'm his daughter. I won't go to jail, but I can guarantee you will." I pause. I rather go to jail than to see the heart on my father's face when I tell him. "And even if you don't go to jail for that, I have the girl who will testify that you raped and impregnated when she was under eighteen. You'll surely go away for that," I say, sounding like my mother. She would be proud right now.