EroticReverie

Liviana Love LaCroix

As I sit at the Shaw's dinner table, all of them are looking at me, half of them pissed, some of them seeming indifferent, Gibson smiling. 

Upstairs I can hear Axl moving about , doing something or other.

I look to Sid, who hasn't said a word to me since Axl brought me and my sister back here. None of them have said much at all. 

After taking my sister for ice cream, we went to my dads, I packed up a bag for myself, a bag for Violet. My dad would probably be home by now, reading the letter I'd left. Reading the letter that Axl left too. That's why he wasn't calling or texting. His money maker was gone, the body he used, to warm even his own bed, was gone. He would call me eventually. He would text me tomorrow probably. Because sure Axl, knew what he made me do for other men, but he has no idea about the fact my father uses me just like his friends always have. Because if he did, I know for a fact, he would have waited in that prison I've lived in forever, waited till he came home, and taken care of him. Axl wouldve done what my mother should have done, when she found out what my father was doing with me. But instead, my mother just left...and didnt even take me with her....didnt even take Violet....who was just a baby. So instead.....I became her mother...and became my mothers replacement to my father.....and his paycheck. The amount of money rich men were willing to pay to indulge in their immoral fetishes, was sickening. 

After dinner, I take Violet out back, along with Mick, and Jagger Shaw, his father, comes with me. We watch the kids play in the little sand pit, and chase each other around. Jagger smokes a cigarette, not talking to me. And that's okay. I think it mean at the very least, that Axl kept his promise, and didnt tell anyone why I was here, with my sister in tow. Because the Shaw men, may hate me, but they hated men like my father a lot more. They're also not looking at me, or treating me any differently than normal, so I have to believe, at least for now, they dont know my dirty secret. 

"Mick, time for bed." Jagger stands an hour later, not a word spoken between us.

"Tell your cousin goodnight." Jagger says and I nearly choke. 

"She's my cousin!? Awesome!" He says and hugs Violet tight, both of them putting their little arms around each other giggling. I say nothing. I just watch as Mick runs up to his dad. 

Jagger places a hand on his head and turns his son to me. 

"Tell your Aunt Liv goodnight" he says. A boulder forms in my throat, and my eyes water slightly. 

"You said not to call her that" Mick says, confused, looking up at his dad.

"I was wrong. She's family. Now say goodnight." Jagger says and a tear slips, but I force a smile for Mick and open my arms, bending over in the little lawn chair im sitting in and grabbing him in my arms.

"Night Auntie Livvy!" he squeezes me and I laugh, another tear slipping.

"Gnight buddy" I say and then grab his head and kiss the top of it. I look up to Jagger. He's just looking at me, zero emotion on his face. 

"Go on inside." He says to Mick. 

"Can I go inside too?!" Violet chirps and I nod. 

"yeah" I say, standing. 

Jagger and I watch them go. 

I look back to Jagger.

"He told you." I say and he just looks at me. 

"My brother doesnt tell me shit. Ever." Jagger says. "All I know is whatever it is can't be fucking good if he's bringing you back here on purpose. And your sister." Jagger says and tosses his cigarette in a large tin can by the lawn chairs. 

"You fuck up this family Liv, and I'll make you regret it." He warns and I nod. 

"You gonna tell me why he brought you and your sister back here and demanded we all fall in line with it?" He asks and I shake my head. 

"Yeah, didnt fuckin think so." He says and steps closer. 

"Does Gibson know why if I ask him?" he asks. 

I shake my head. 

"You dont belong here Liv. No matter what Axl says, or why he brought you back here. You'll never belong here." He says and I flinch , not wanting him to see how much it hurts.

"You're too good for the swamps." he says. And its not mean. I thought he meant I didnt belong here, because he didnt want me here, but he's saying as if he doesnt want me here...but for my benefit." 

I suck in a breath as he lifts a hand to my face, I keep my eyes on his. 

"Guess were keeping you then, huh?" he says almost too quietly, shaking his head and my heart pounds in my chest. 

"You're gonna look good with one of our babies inside of you Liv." he says and my breath hitches and he smirks, ever so slightly.

"All those Heights girls, dream of rich husbands with expensive suits, sugar daddys to buy them designer gowns, shoes and handbags....but not you huh? Naw...you dream of us...dont you Liv?" he says and his thumb pushes past my lip and into my mouth and over my tongue , I dont move my mouth, it stays parted, his thumb stroking my tongue with a grin. 

"Is it going to be Gibson?" he asks and, his thumb pulls out, he smears my saliva over my lips as I hold my breath. 

"Axl?" He cocks his head. 

"Not Sid....you don't like Sid...." 

"Cash and Crue cant stand the sight of you....but I bet theyd close their eyes and fuck Shaw seed into you if you asked real nice...in that sweet, soft way of yours" he says and then his thumb lowers, stroking along my jaw, his hand dropping and going around my throat, my hand shooting up to his forearm and I whimper , gabbing his forearm at the same time he tightens his hold on my throat. I close my eyes. 

"Maybe Jett? He doesnt want you here either, but maybe if he could make a mother out of you, he'd change his mind..." he says.

"And me? What about me Liv, hmm? I could give you what you want too....I already made one kid with Heights pussy, why not another?" he says through his teeth as he squeezes my neck a bit hard. I whimper. 

"Or are you just here for some Swamp dick till you realize this life isnt for you? Then you're going to leave and let a banker, a lawyer, or a doctor knock you up instead?" he asks and I keep my eyes closed.

"Please stop" I nearly whisper. I can feel the tears behind my eyes slipping out. 

"Get your fucking hand off her, now." Al growls, my eyes flying open. Jagger huffs, but drops his hand. 

"Just having a 'family' chat" Jagger says and looks at me, but I'm looking away, not at either of them as I wrap my arms around myself and Axl storms over and grabs Jagger by the throat.

"what the fuck!" JAgger chokes as Axl gets in his face.

"I told you...told all of you...to keep your god damn hands off her....or did you not fucking hear me?" He growls. 

"Touch her again, and I'll remove both your god damn hands, do you fucking understand?" Axl seethes and Jagger tips his chin up, looking his brother. 

"yeah. fuckin got it" he says and shoves Axl's hand and his brother releases him. 

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Ten minutes later, Im upstairs, giving Violet a bath as I hear Axl yelling at his brothers. I turn up the music on my cell phone to drown it out. He's yelling at them about me. Warning them. 

I flinch hearing the slamming of things, a door, or a body against a wall, who knows. I smile at Violet, waiting till the sounds and yelling stop. 

Another ten minutes later, I'm combing her hair in front of the sink, pulling it back into a ponytail and braiding it for bed when there's a soft knock on the bathroom door.

"You can come in, we're just doing Vi's hair" I say, not sure who it even is. 

"Hey babe" Gibson says with a soft smile. I smile at him. Our fight this morning long forgotten. 

"hey" I say softly and he walks over, placing a hand on my back as he looks down at Violet.

"Are you my sisters boyfriend or is it the mean one?" Violet asks him, craning her neck back, peeking up at both of us behind her. I give a tiny yank to her ponytail.

"neither of them are my boyfriend." 

"Mean one?" Gibson laughs.

I smile a little at my sister, then push her nosy head forward and straight and finish braiding.

"She means Axl." I say. 

"Oh" he laughs. "yeah, he's scary huh?" he asks Violet.

"nope, he's just mean" she says. "He made Livvy cry, but he doesnt scare me, he bought me ice cream" 

I pat her head. "Okay chatterbox, that's enough." 

"He made you cry?" Gibson asks and I shake my head. 

"No. He was angry, while I was crying, so she thinks it's his fault. But...a little ice cream and she's a traitor" I whisper. He smiles softly and then kisses my cheek.

"You okay?" he asks quietly and I nod, his nose brushing my cheek.

"You look like her boyfriend." Violet says and Gibson laughs. 

"We're just friends." He tells her. Then looks at me. "Right, that's all we are Liv?" 

I lick my lips, my eyes falling over his face, and I nod. "yeah" I answer and he smiles a little, He kisses my cheek again.

"Hey toothpaste breath" a voice calls from the door.

Violet giggles and I lift my head , seeing Axl standing in the doorway.

"That's me!" She shoots up her hand, proud of her love of all things mint and her new given nickname from Axl. 

"Wanna see your new room?" He asks, and I gawk at him.

"What?" I ask, but Violet is already running from me in her pajamas and grabbing Axl's hand. He looks at me. At Gibson. Back at me. Then walks with Violet.

"her room?" I ask after he's left the doorway. 

"Yeah, he moved Mick into Jaggers room so she could have her own room." He says.

"He didnt have to do that." I say and Gibson laughs a little.

"It's fine." he says. 

"no its not, this is...Jagger home..Mick's home..not ours." I say.

Gibson, wraps his arms around me and pulls my back to his chest.

"It is now." he whispers. "Not sure what you said to my brother...but you can tell me later...right now I want my girl.....want a shower?" he smiles against my cheek. 

I shake my head. "I want to put my sister to bed first." 

"right, shit, yeah, sorry" he says and I gently remove his arms from around me and turn to him. 

"are we good Liv?" he asks, his brows pinching slightly.

"yeah, we're fine...I just...it's been a day...ya know?" I say with a sigh and smile and lift my hand to his face. 

"we're good" I say and he nods, and I gently slide my hand behind his neck and push up on my tip toes and bring his mouth to mine. 

We kiss softly, like always. I like him. I like this house. These men. This life. This safety. I like that Gibson is always soft with me. Treats me like im delicate. 

"love you, okay?" he whispers. 

i nod. "yeah, okay." I say and he smiles. 

"Love you too." I say and kiss him again and he smiles even wider, then kisses my forehead. 

I walk out of the bathroom and down the hall to Mick's room. I smile at Violet sitting in the little racecar bed craning her neck to Axl, with her little chubby arms crossed and scowling at him. 

"You have to!" She pouts. 

"Livvy always sings to me goodnight!" she huffs at him. I smile with my body tucked outside the doorway, my eyes peeking in. She's a stubborn little thing, fearless, not afraid of anything, and god I hope she stays that way forever. 

"well she'll be in , in just a minute, she can sing to you" He says.

"no! You do it!" she whines.

Axl runs a hand over his face. 

"I'm not a dad, kid. This is dad stuff." he says.

"sing me a goodnight song!" she demands, throwing her little arms up in the air and smacking her palms on the bed. 

I bite back a laugh as Axl groans. 

"Alright, geeze, you're just like your damn sister" he mutters. I cock my brow at that. 

"both stubborn as shit." he mutters and sits on a big ass bean bag chair at the end of the bed. Plopping his giant six foot six frame onto it. 

"you cant say shit to me, im five" she says as she wiggles herself onto her back, content with the fact shes broken down a thrirty three year old man to sing her a bed time song. I smile. 

Axl chuckles. "Well you can say shit to me either, because you're five" 

"you said it first" she says and pulls the covers up and grabs her stuffed pink rabbit, tucking it under her arm. 

Axl just shakes his head at her. 

"you want a song or not toothpaste breath?" he asks and she giggles. 

My cheeks lift with a bigger smile as he teases her and she eats it up. 

"yes please" she says still giggling.

I scrunch my nose as Axl's deep voice sighs with exasperation and starts to sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.

"no!" she holds up a hand in the air, gesturing for him to stop.

"Not that song! A good night song! Like Livvy does!" she says and her hands falls back to the bed. I bite back more laughter as Axl sighs.

"well I dont know what Livvy does, so twinkle twinkle will have to do" He tells her. As he argues gently with her. 

"I dont like Twinkle Twinkle!" she says as he starts singing it again, and he sings louder as Violet groans and covers her ears and thrashes dramatically side to side in the bed, and I accidentally let a laugh slip as his voice gets louder, try to force her to listen to him sing. Both of them look to me. I place my hand over my mouth. 

"Livvy!" She pushes up in the bed. 

"He wont sing a goodnight song!" She whines. 

"Kid, i tried my best" he says and I laugh, slipping from around the doorway and into the room. 

"First of all....did you thank Axl for this nice room?" I ask her and she looks at me, then at Axl. 

"Thank you Axl." she says to him. He smiles at her and gives her a little nod.

"You're welcome toothpaste breath." He says and she clasp her hand over her mouth and giggles into her hand, making both me and Axl laugh along with her. 

"I'll sing you a goodnight song, let Axl go to bed. " I say and walk over to the little racecar bed. 

"But I want him to do it!" she points to Axl and I lower her hand. 

"We dont point." I remind her. 

"i got it." I tell Axl.

"noooooooo, him!" she whines. I sigh and Axl does too, but both of us laugh a little. 

"Okay, but he doent know what a goodnight song is....so...im going to have to show him....is that okay?" I ask her and she sits there thinking about it. 

"only a little, and then he has to finish it!" she says and throws herself onto her back, grabbing her bunny again and wiggling under the covers as I pull them up. 

"alright then." I say with a little laugh.