EroticReverie

Axl Shaw….Two Days later

Liviana slept all evening. And all day the day after. Only waking up to dress and bathe Violet before crawling back into Gibsons bed. She slept alone that night. Last night too. Hasn’t talked to any of us. But she did leave a small piece of paper with three more names on it, on the fridge.  Jagger had noticed it last night. Then we’d burned it. Just like the other list. Just like we’d already burned every fucking name on that list into our heads. 

I walk downstairs. Stopping as I see her at the table. She’s in one of Gibsons shirts and a pair of long pajama pants. In front of her. In her hands is the newspaper. 

Shit. 

I can see the headline from here. 

It’s a large picture of the church. Several people standing outside. Candles and flowers laid on the ground. Dozens and dozens of people standing there with their own little candles. Holding a god damn fucking vigil last night. 

She drops the paper and just stares at it. 

I know they wouldn’t put the details in the paper. But I also know the heights is great for fucking gossip. And I know probably half of those people mourning that sick bastard probably heard what was carved into his skin. Why he’d been crucified in his own church. But they didnt care. Hypocrites. All of them. 

She doesn’t know what Sid did. She hasn’t asked. She hasn’t spoken at all. So she doesn’t know that those people are mourning someone accused of fucking children. She doesn’t know yet that the cops standing watch at that vigil are privy to exactly what happened to him in that church. Yet are still there. Defending him. 

She turns her head to me. My heart stops. So beautiful. Even when she looks tired. She looks like she hasn’t slept in weeks. But slept for over twenty four hours. 

“Thank you.” She says softly. My brows raise with surprise. 

“For?” I ask. Walking over slowly. She turns her head back to the paper on the table. She taps a finger nail once on the photo. 

“This.” She says. 

I sit down beside her and turn towards her. 

“Thank Sid.” I say and she turns her head to me. 

“He demanded to take care of the first one.” I say and she takes a deep breath. 

“You can’t kill them all Axl.” She says and shakes her head. 

“I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure they can’t hurt you anymore. Or anyone else.” I say gently and she swallows. 

“Where is everyone?” She asks. 

“Jagger and Gibson took Mick and Violet to the    Springs. The others are at the garage, working.” I say and she nods. 

“Do you want to eat?” I ask her. She shakes her head. 

“Liviana you need to-“

“I know.” She sighs. “I will. Just. Not right now. Okay?” She says looking at the paper. 

“By dinner time.” I say and she nods. 

“Okay.” She says softly. 

I reach out to her and she turns. I don’t even need to touch her before she’s pushing off her chair and sliding onto my lap , sitting sideways as she lays her head on my chest. 

I wrap my arms around her. 

“Do they think I’m dirty?” She asks quietly. 

“What?” I ask. 

“Because I kept their secrets. Do your brother think I’m dirty?” She asks. 

“No baby” I shake my head. 

“Do you?” She asks and I hold her tighter. 

“No.” I say softly and kiss the top of her head. 

“Do you still want me?” She asks. 

“Always.” I answer quietly and she lifts her head. 

“Do you still like looking at me even though I let those men have me?” She asks. 

I gently cut her face. 

“It’s not your fault.” I say. 

“And…I love looking at you. I always have. Nothing could change that.” I say softly and she keeps looking into my eyes. 

“Does Gibson hate me?” She asks. 

“Why would he hate you?” I ask. Stroking her cheek. 

“Because I was sleeping with him…while sharing my father’s bed” she says and my jaw clenches. 

“No. Gibson does not hate you” I say. 

“He called.” She says. 

“Who?” I say. Sitting up straighter. 

“My dad.” She says and looks down. I grit my teeth. 

“Did you answer?” I ask. 

She nods and then starts to cry. 

I take a deep breath. “What did he say?” 

She shakes her head. 

“Nothing good.” She swipes her tears. 

“Tell me.” I whisper.