EroticReverie

Liviana Love LaCroix

Axl and Jett leave together after breakfast. I spend the afternoon with Jagger outside as we watch the kids play in the yard. I nearly snort as I watch Violet make Sid get on all fours while they play house. He gets to be the dog. 

“We’d do anything for her. For you.” Jagger says drawing my attention to him. I give a soft smile. 

“I’d do anything for you all too.” I say and he nods. 

“Where did they go?” I ask him a moment later. 

“Who?” He asks. But he knows who I mean. I’ve noticed how they all leave it little shifts throughout the day. But this is the first day Axl has left my side since the whole my father nearly killing me and almost hurting Violet in a way that would’ve broken not just her, but me too. I could handle what my father did to me. Even if I was her age when it all began. I couldn’t deal with it though if he’d gotten ahold of her like that. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself for not protecting her enough. 

“You know who. Where are they?” I ask again. 

He shrugs. “Garage stuff I guess” he says. Lying to my face. 

“Is that where you all go ? Garage stuff?” I ask and he nods. 

“Yup” he says and lifts his beer and takes a drink. 

“I’m not stupid Jagger” I say. 

“Didn’t say you were.” He says and I just look at him. His eyes out on the yard. 

“Are they…working on the list?” I ask and he grips his beer bottle. 

“No. I mean. Yes. But that’s not what they’re doing now.” He says. 

I’m not sure how they got away with it. How they worked in order to keep themselves from being taken in by authorities. With all the mayhem that’s taken place here. The shooting. The lives almost lost here that day. The incident with Dennis in the thrift shop where he’d assaulted me. Ontop of all the gruesome deaths being reported and the cases of missing persons that weren’t found at all. 

The priests they left to be found to send a message.  

“How many are left?” I ask and he looks at me. 

“Not many.” He says.  

I wait. 

“Nine.” He says. 

“Maybe more.” He says with a shrug. 

“More?” I ask and he nods and takes another drink. 

“I told you I gave you all the names I have.” I say. 

He nods. “We’re gonna get them all Liv. Even the ones you don’t know their names” he says. 

“The only person that would know their names is dead.” I say of my father. 

He shifts uncomfortably and my eyes widen slightly. 

“Is….Jagger…..is he….is my dad alive?” I ask and he sucks his teeth.  

“That piece of shit is not a dad” he says and I suck in a breath. 

“Where is he ?” I ask shaking. New fear coursing through me and Jagger looks to me and shakes his head. 

“He can’t get to you. Trust me.” He says. 

“He’s alive?” I ask. 

Jagger doesn’t say yes. And he doesn’t say no. Which is answer enough. I grit my teeth. 

“You all let me think he was dead.” I say. 

“Because he will be. When we’re done.” He says. 

“Done with what?!” I hiss. He looks at me and levels me with a glare. 

“Done getting the names of them men that raped our fucking girl.” He says and I bite my tongue and tears spring to my eyes. 

“Take me. Take me right now.” I say. “Take me to him” i say. 

“No fucking way” he shakes his head. 

“I don’t want him on this fucking earth. Not after what he…not while she’s….please Jagger…I can’t have him alive….take me to him..I’ll do it my fucking self!” I cry. And he stands and lifts me by my arms and the cups my face. 

“He’s not going to touch her. Do you understand? And he’s not going to get off easy. There’s a price to pay. And he’s going to fucking pay it. And keep paying it. Over and over again. Till the day he fucking dies. Because sometimes living can be worse than dying. When the people keeping you alive wish you were dead. “ he says. 

“I don’t care. I don’t care” I shake my head. 

“I want him gone. I don’t want him to get to her” I cry. Jagger turns me so my tears can’t be seen by the kids and he places his hands on my shoulders. 

“I’ll talk to the others.” He says. 

“Fuck that. Take me there. Take me wherever they have him.”

“Can’t do that” he says and clench my teeth. 

“If someone threatened Mick like that, would you leave them alive ? It’s not your call to make!” I raise my voice and push at his chest. 

“Liv” he sighs as I walk away to the house. 

I grab my cellphone off the counter and call Axl .

“Hey Love” he whispers and I hear shuffling and metal door clank shut. 

“Where are you?” I ask through gritted teeth. 

“At the garage” he says. 

“Dont fucking lie to me Axl” I say and he’s silent. 

“We’re taking care of some stuff. Almost done. What’s wrong? Is Everyone okay?” He asks. 

“Everyone’s fine. Is my dad alive?” I ask. 

“Love…” he says and then sighs. 

“Axl….is he…alive?” I bite out. 

“Yes.” He answers. 

“Kill him.” I say and he lets out a harsh breath. 

“Can’t do that Love” he says. “He has information that we need and-“

“Do it. He threatened to rape her , he was GOING TO FUCKING RAPE HER!” I Scream at him. 

“Liviana. Calm down” he says softly. 

“Oh fuck you, fuck you, don’t tell me to calm down! You let me think he was dead and that she was safe!” I cry. 

“She IS safe. He’s not going to fucking touch her. Trust me on that. He can’t.”  He says. 

“If you love me, the you’ll either do it or bring me there so I can fucking do it myself!” I cry and Jagger is behind me as he takes the phone and I crumple to the floor. Panic setting in. 

“Get home. Now.” Jagger says as he hangs up the phone and sits on the floor. 

“Come here” he says gently and pulls me into his lap and hugs me tight. 

“He’s coming okay? Shhhh, he’ll be here soon, he’s not far, shhhh” he rocks me like a child in his arms and I bury my face in his neck and hold onto him for dear life as I try to breathe.  

How could they let me think he was dead and the Violet was safe? How could they risk Violets safety by letting him fucking live? 

Less that ten minutes later gravel crunches outside and car doors slam and large footsteps pound outside the front of the house and carry through the house and into the kitchen where I’m on the floor still in Jaggers arms. 

“Give her to me” Axl growls. 

I’m lifted up. Cradled in Axls arms.  

“We’ll do it okay, we’ll fucking do it Love, I promise, shhh” he whispers and carries me through the house. Up the stairs and to his bed. 

He kisses me as I cry and lays me down and unbuttons my shorts , pulling them down along with my panties. 

“I promise, let me turn it off and then I’ll take care of it” he says and I whimper. Hot tears soaking my cheeks and running into my hair as  Axl licks his fingers and rubs them over me between my legs and then around his cock. 

“Shhhh” he whispers. “It’s just you and me Liviana , is this what you need ? Tell me.” He says and I nod and clutch my hands to his back as he sinks into me.