Author's Note: Sorry for the long delay, school is kicking my ass right now but I'll try to update more often in the future.
I own nothing you recognize. Only original characters are my own.
Chapter Ten
"Come on, you'll make a cool two fifty plus gas money. You won't get a better offer elsewhere." I gave him a smile and he just turned his back on me and continued talking to the sweetbutt.
I sighed and continued scouting the room for Sons I knew were heading back to Charming. I had just finished the administrative work and refused to be stuck alone in the small, hot cab of a truck with Juice for four and a half hours. Luckily he wasn't leaving until the morning and if I managed to get lucky I could leave right away.
"Hey Milla!" I heard the shout and looked over to see Cherry leading a man over. He was one of the Tacoma Sons
"Hey Grunt." I smiled as he grunted in response.
"He says he'll bring you home." She had been working on securing me a ride and grinned at her success.
"Yeah, sweetbutt here says you need to get home and your Old Man is leaving too late. That right?" He took a pull of his beer and gave me an assessing look.
"Yeah, I need to get back and go over some stuff with my dad. Juice isn't leaving until tomorrow." I gave him a hopeful look and he nodded.
"I'm leaving in fifteen, be ready." He turned around and walked outside.
Cherry and I said nothing as we left the party that was going on. With her help I was packed up and ready to go in less than five minutes. As we left the room an angry Juice impeded our progress.
"So it's true? Grunt said he was bringing you home." He sounded hurt and I sighed. Of course Grunt would talk to my Old Man, it was simple protocol.
"Yeah, I'm leaving. Cherry, give us a couple of minutes and tell Grunt I'm coming."She nodded and Juice stared down at me.
"I'm leaving in the morning. You know that." The accusation in his voice was scathing.
"Yeah and you know I can't stand to be alone with you lately." I fixed the duffle on my back and put my hands on my hips.
"How many times am I gonna have to say I'm sorry? Just stay tonight and everything will be ok in the morning." He tried to touch me and I moved away. His touch was my biggest weakness.
"I need some time to myself. You've been up my ass all week and I need space." His eyes glazed at the 'up my ass' comment and I rolled my eyes.
"If you stay tonight I could show just how 'up your ass' I can be, I could work your pussy pretty good too." He gave me a smirk and I just moved around him.
"If you ever want this pussy again, you get no pussy tonight. You may still be on a run, but that shit doesn't fly with me anymore. I promise I'll be home with you tomorrow night, but my day's being spent at Cara Cara. You better not show up there." I walked out and ran into Grunt who simply nodded. He brought me to his bike and we started our ride back to Charming.
Grunt lived up to his name and we had a nearly silent ride, punctuated by stops at rest areas and convenience stores to gas up and go to the bathroom. Riding with him was just what I needed after my week of hell. Everyone seemed to want to ask me how I was feeling, what I was gonna do, just asking. I needed the silence.
"We're almost to Charming. Want me to take you to the Clubhouse?" I was jolted out of my silence infused reverie by Grunt's question as he handed me a water bottle he had just gotten from the convenience store.
"Sure, I have a feeling everyone's there anyway." I sipped the water and stared at the horizon.
He nodded with a small grunt and got on the bike. I stashed the water in my duffle and joined him. The rest of the ride was blissfully silent and we were at the Clubhouse before I even realized it. Bobby came out to greet us and immediately crushed me in a hug when I got off the bike. He wasn't on my shitlist, I knew he would've stopped Juice.
"I was worried about you kiddo, come inside your mom wants to talk to ya." He nodded at Grunt and maneuvered an arm around my shoulders.
As I walked into the Clubhouse I found my mom, dad, brother and Tig sitting at the table. I bristled when I saw Tig and he looked ready to bolt. Piney was standing behind him and that appeared to be the only reason he hadn't bolted yet.
"Hey baby." Dad got up and pulled me into a hug while Bobby helped me out of my duffle.
"What's going on?" I asked as I stared hard at Tig.
"We wanted to talk over some things with you. Find out your thoughts on the club now." I was insanely offended by the implications my brother was making.
"This Club is and always has been my top priority Jackson. I don't give a fuck what Juice or that bastard there have done to me I am SAMCRO down to my blood and will die for this Club. That answer your questions VP?" I had slammed my hands to the table and was still leaning over Jax who gave me a grin.
"Good, we wanted that out of the way before we told you the reason for this middle of the night get together." Dad had me sit next to Mom and she held my hand, I almost cried I had needed my Mom for the last week and her late night phone calls weren't enough.
"Tigger, why don't you tell Milla why you're here with us?" My Mom was using her reasonable voice and it couldn't be good.
"Nah, I'll just sit here. I like having my balls." Piney put his hands on Tig's shoulders just as I felt hands on mine and looked up to see Chibs giving me a smile.
"Tell her Tig. Since you're the reason her life's in the shitter right now." Piney was as protective of me as he was of Opie and Donna.
"Fine, the retard got my ass bit by a Doberman and I knew the only way I'd actually get any real revenge would be to hurt you. The moron has no natural instinct with self-preservation but you he'd die and kill for. Hurting you or losing you, well that's the only way to get through to him. Numb nuts felt guilty about the dog and I knew he wanted to make amends so I used that and fed him all the bullshit about you holding him back, making him less of a man. I knew he'd fuck things up but I never thought he'd do such a good fucking job of it. You should have seen his face when you walked outta the bar. Jesus, that was funny." He started laughing and I tried to launch myself across the table but Chibs held me still.
"You tried to ruin my life OVER A FUCKING DOG BITE!" I yelled and tried to launch myself again but Chibs still held me tight.
"I didn't really want to hurt you Mills, really you've always been like a niece to me but my ass still hurts. There had to be some pay back. I never thought he'd let another girl touch him. I wanted to sit back and watch the fall out and call him a fag whenever I had the chance. I figured he'd tell you I put the ideas in his head and you'd beat his head in and be done with it." Tig looked genuinely sorry and my rage dissipated.
"You fucking prick." I started crying and Chibs hands on my shoulders turned into a hug while he kissed my hair.
"She's right, you are a fucking prick." I laughed a little while Chibs admonished Tig.
"I'm sorry, just let me go I can't deal with this touchy feely emotional shit." Piney backed up and Tig tried to bolt but my dad stopped him.
"When the retard gets back we're having church and you're gonna give him the same explanation. You hurt my little girl and I can't let that slide brother."
I looked up and saw Piney, my brother and Bobby nod while I felt Chibs nod against my hair. My Mom was glaring at Tig and I felt a small smile ghost across my face. She was a mama bear and he had hurt her cub. He nodded and walked back toward the dorms where a croweater was waiting and grabbed her.
Chibs let me go with a kiss to the top of my head and I felt myself sag, emotionally defeated and drained. Tig and I had always had a weird relationship and everyone knew that he and his conscience had a disconnect. I never thought he would ever intentionally hurt me but this series of events quickly removed that delusion.
"Let's go home baby." Mom got up and took my hand while Bobby handed her my duffle. Once in the car I leaned my head back and willed this all to be a bad dream.
"Do you still love the doofus?" She was the first person to ask me that and I looked at her in shock.
"As much as I ever have. That's the big issue Ma, I love him, I want him. Hell I want his babies but right now every time I even think about having sex with him the sweetbutt's little hand acrobatics enter my mind. I can't even say that I feel unwanted. Juice has made it painfully clear that he'd crawl on his belly over hot coals to screw me again, and I feel an ache for him but seeing that…I feel like he's tainted somehow, not just mine anymore." My Mom nodded and put her hand on my leg giving it a comforting squeeze.
"Baby, you aren't gonna wanna hear this but he is yours and only yours. He's the only man you've ever fucked and that gave you ideals no real man can live up to. His heart is yours, his soul is yours, but his dick is something else entirely. You're an Old Lady, part of that is realizing that things happen that you can't control but your man will always come home to you. Punish him if you have to but don't forget that where it matters he's loyal. You're his everything baby." She squeezed my leg again and we pulled into the driveway.
"Did you ever see Daddy with one of his pieces?" I knew the answer but I wanted to see her reaction. She laughed a throaty laugh and looked at me.
"Your daddy's still alive baby, what does that tell you?" She laughed until we got into the house then kissed me on the forehead and sent me to bed, just like old times.
I got up in the morning to the smell of my mom's banana pancakes and salivated. Whenever I was going through shit growing up she'd make the pancakes and we'd have a girl's morning. I dashed downstairs, fully aware of how goofy it was for an almost twenty five year old woman to get so excited over pancakes. As I rounded the corner into the kitchen there was Mom, smoking a cigarette and flipping pancakes.
"Set the table baby, I've gotta get to TM." She smiled at me as I got us plates, glasses and utensils.
"So, your man's comin back today. How're you gonna deal with him being home, you gonna play house or actually welcome him home?" She poured a healthy dose of her banana butter on my stack and handed them to me.
"Don't know yet. I think I'm gonna see how it goes. I'm going to Cara Cara today Luanne needs some help and Chantal wants me to direct her "solo" video." I bit into my pancakes and closed my eyes in bliss, it's the closest I'd come to an orgasm in a week.
"You need your man baby, you shouldn't be that excited over pancakes." She laughed then she looked at me soberly, "I think you should be careful around that Cara Cara tart. She seems to like you a hell of a lot more than you realize."
"Chantal's just my friend, not every porn star is a selfish bitch bent on ruining everyone, look at Luanne. I never could have asked for a better surrogate Mommy."I finished off my pancakes and wiped the excess butter up with my finger.
"Whatever you say sunshine. I gotta go but you clean up and call me when you get to Cara Cara." She kissed my forehead before she grabbed her bag and left.
I cleaned up the table first before I moved onto the kitchen. It felt good to be productive and I turned on music as I did the dishes and almost didn't hear the phone ring. The opening cords of I Can't Decide by The Scissor Sisters started and I smiled. It was Juice and for the last week I really couldn't decide whether he should live or die. I wiped of my hands and answered.
"Hello Mr. Ortiz." I had started acting professional around him and I waited for the indignant huff but instead I heard a feminine giggle.
"Sorry, wrong degenerate. I stole Juicy's phone. I'm coming to Charming babe." Cherry squealed and I squealed with her.
"Oh my god! I am so happy babe. Shit I have to be at work but Juice can bring you to the house. You're free to stay with us for as long as you need. When I get back we totally have to talk shit out. I really am happy to hear that you're coming to town babe." I was grinning like an idiot. It would be so great to have two girlfriends, for so long I just had Donna to pal around with and even then there was a tension. With Tara we were just renewing our friendship. When it came to Chantal and the other girls, they were there for me when I needed them and vice versa but I definitely wouldn't classify them as "girlfriends."
"I'm pretty happy too. I can't wait to see Half-Sack. When you get back we have to do pedicures. I brought my kit. Gotta go, your boy is looking murderous." I heard his voice growling in the background and he obviously jerked the phone from her.
"Who's this?" His voice sounded sexy with that bit of gravel thrown in there and I decided not to be so hard on him.
"Hey baby." I could practically hear the tension flowing out of him as he heard my voice.
"Baby? Haven't heard you say that this week. We'll be there in about three hours. You still goin to Cara Cara?" I could hear hope in his voice and almost felt bad for squashing it.
"Yeah baby, I'm still going to Cara Cara. It's the first day of my new job. I'm officially Luanne's Production Assistant. Besides there's apparently some shit going down with the club so I know they'll need you. I'll be back tonight." I bit my lip as he sighed.
"Ok but we're talking tonight baby. I think we have officially discovered the most inhumane torture known to mankind." I could practically see him squinting and running his hand over his Mohawk.
"What torture would that be Mr. Ortiz?" I added a seductive lilt to my voice.
"Celibacy. I need you baby, my balls are so blue they're a new shade." I laughed and caught myself wanting to help him with his problem.
"Maybe we can discuss fixing that if we have some time alone tonight. I miss you baby. I didn't think I would but I talked with my mom and put things in perspective. You're my Old Man and I fucking love you." I felt a weight lift off my shoulders as I confessed.
"Still don't want me to come to Cara Cara?' I could hear desperation in his question, he wanted a 'no' answer and I couldn't give it to him.
"Yes Juice, it's my first day and I need to get into a groove. I'll be home when Luanne sends me off but not before. This time it's the real deal I'll even be on her payroll and everything. I love you and I'll see you tonight." I hung up and finished the dishes before I went out and found my jeep. One of the guys must have driven it here from wherever they had stashed it during the week.
I drove to work and was greeted with hugs and kisses from the girls and Luanne when I walked through the doors. Luanne took me to her office and had me sit down while she brought out a file and placed it in front of me then she leaned back and put her legs up on the table.
"Before we start the work, I need to know where your head and your heart are at baby." I knew what she wanted to talk about so I sighed and leaned back in my chair.
"I'm not dumping Juice. I still love him more than anything else. If given the chance I will cut off Tig's dick for being the catalyst. I still want to work for you, perhaps now more than ever and I will answer any other questions you have." I gave her an expectant look and she smiled.
"Still gonna marry him? I want to find the right dress. Juice asked if I'd fill in as Mother to the Groom since his mom's dead. I do consider him a son baby, just like you're my daughter." She and I shared our secret smile, a smile Mom would have killed her for sharing with me.
"I am gonna marry him, the only thing we don't have squared away is what happened in Indian Hills. He's gonna find out that touching anyone else and anyone else touching him is now a criminal offense. I can't be like you or mom. If he goes on a run it stays in his pants or in his hand. The only pussy he's getting is mine." I got vehement and she smiled wider.
"That's my girl, now I need you to get to work. I need you to go over these invoices and check the latest deliveries. Make sure we got the right toys and the right lube. Then you're going over the script we're filming today with me, it's a schoolgirl thing." She pointed to the file and I picked it up and flipped through it.
"You got it." I started working and was soon caught up in the wonderful, beautifully mundane world of porn.
I was in the back getting a new costume for Ima when I heard a familiar voice out front. Something bad must of happened if Mom voluntarily came to Cara Cara. I walked out, costume in hand and found Mom sitting in the seat Luanne usually reserved for me looking heartbroken.
I set down the costume and went to my mother who leaned up and gave me a hug.
"Hey baby." I could hear the tears in her voice and it scared me, my mom wasn't a crier.
"You ok Ma?" I asked as I used my thumb to wipe away a tear that had escaped.
"I'm a hypocrite baby. I tell you that you're being silly and selfish by being pissed off at Juice but I feel like killing your dad for the same thing." I looked at her, completely confused. I had no idea what she was talking about. "Juice brought back a sweetbutt your dad was hittin' baby and it screwed me up."
My eyes went wide, she was talking about Cherry. Cheery slept with Dad? Shit, Mom was hurting and wanted me to be mad but I couldn't be. At least, not at Cherry.
"I'm sorry you're hurting Mom, really I am." I leaned down to hug her again.
"I need you to find out where she's staying I'm thinking of having a blanket party." She laughed and I looked down, "What?"
"Ummm, she's staying with me and Juice, Mom. She's the girl I was telling you about, the one who was keeping me sane in Indian Hills, Cherry. I didn't know she was with Dad, I wouldn't have even talked to her if I'd have known. I'm so sorry." Mom moved away from me and I hung my head in shame.
"Why don't you just slap me in the face? You little selfish bitch." Her words were like a punch to the stomach and they set Luanne into action.
"You have no right to say that to her. She didn't know and that girl kept her from walking into the desert and doing something stupid." She pulled my mom's attention away from me and I ran out to have a cry in the back. As the tears flowed I got a call.
"Not a good time Juice." I sniffled and I could hear a concerned murmur.
"What's wrong baby?" Juice sounded genuinely worried so I decided to tell him.
"Mom just told me that you brought back a tart who Dad was hitting. She said some pretty harsh things when I told her I knew Cherry. Why didn't you tell me that baby? You had to have known."
"Sorry to say but I was more concerned with the fact that you were going to leave my stupid ass. Does it make any difference?" I could hear the frustration in his voice and eased off.
"No it doesn't, I still like Cherry a lot. Did you just call to check on me babe?" I wiped my eyes and slid down to the floor.
"ATF is here and starting shit. I just wanna make sure you're ok." Despite everything there were still times when he was perfect.
"I'm good, but Ma is pissed as hell at me. I don't like it when she's angry." I started playing with the hem of my skirt while Juice chuckled a little.
"No one likes it when she's angry baby. If I can get away I really wanna see you. I still need you baby." His voice got deeper and my lower body responded, a little too sharply for my comfort.
"God baby, I need you too." I couldn't keep the need out of my voice and he groaned.
"As soon as I can get away I'm comin to Cara Cara and I'm gonna fuck you so long and so hard that you won't be walkin right for fuckin days."The visual went into my head so fast and so detailed that I almost came right there.
"Don't come here baby, I'll go to you. I finished Luanne's to-do list for today, I'll put in a full day tomorrow. I never thought I'd need you this bad, but I need you so bad baby." My voice was coming out breathy as I was trying to keep myself in check.
"Fuck, Jax just called me. Don't come to the clubhouse, go home and get naked. I don't wanna deal with anything between you and me. I love you baby, I love you so fucking much." He hung up and I stayed seated, I didn't trust my legs to carry me.
"Milla, you ok hunny?" I could hear Chantal's voice as she neared the storage closet I had locked myself in. "You're mom left, Luanne wants you to know that your mom didn't mean anything babe. She's just having a bad day."
I got up and got out of the closet. Chantal was leaning against the wall dressed as a naughty schoolgirl with six inch heels and a tie between her practically bared breasts. She gave me a tender look and covered the distance between us quickly. As she hugged me my mom's words from that morning came back to me. Maybe she was overly fond of me. She was the only friend, with the exception of Donna, who told me I wasn't over reacting and that I should drop Juice. I hugged back and she let go when I did but she let her hand move down my arm and clasped mine.
"You ok?" She reached her other hand up and used her thumb to clean up the mascara that had trailed down my cheek.
"A lot better. I think Juice and I are gonna be good. At least one good thing came out of my mom hating me." I sighed and looked down the hall toward the bathroom, "I need to clean up."
She nodded and held my hand as we went to the bathroom that the talent tended to use to clean up. Ima was inside brushing her teeth and gave me a soft look as she saw my face.
"There are some makeup remover sheets in the case there. You need me to help you with anything honey?" She asked after she rinsed out her mouth and retied her shirt.
"I'm fine, just worried about my mom." I grabbed the sheets and started cleaning my face. I wanted to look good for Juice, this reunion had become important to me.
"How's your hot brownie doing? Chanty here says he may be on the way out." She asked as she reapplied her lipstick.
"Actually things are going well with Juice. We're working through our issues. Remember the rules if he comes to the set Ima." I gave her a hard look and she smiled.
"He's off limits, anyone that touches him loses a job and maybe their face. Don't worry babe, we all love you. You're man is safe from us and from any other bitch who thinks he's prime for the fucking. We take care of our own babe, you may be behind that camera but you're family." She hugged me and I hugged back. I did love these girls.
Luanne had let me take the rest of the day off once I told her about Juice's call. She had already told me her feelings on the situation so I didn't need to know that she wanted Juice and I to reconcile. On the way home I received a call from Cherry, apparently a crazy bitch had hit her in the face with a skateboard and she needed to go to the hospital. When she described her assailant as a hot older woman with blonde streaks in her hair I groaned, Mom got her blanket party. I decided to swing by the shop and let Juice know we'd have to postpone our fun. As I pulled into the lot I was met by my man looking more jittery than usual, I had barely stopped before he came to my window.
"Baby, I wanna see you right now. Hell I wanna drag you to the clubhouse right now but you have to go. ATF will be here any minute." He leaned in and kissed me for the first time in over a week. I kissed him back with everything I had and he had to force himself to break it up.
"Ok baby, I have to go to the hospital anyway. Mom saw Cherry outside the pharmacy and cracked her in the face with a skateboard. Did you give her a spare key?" I ran my hand over his Mohawk and he smiled at me.
"No, she said she wanted to wander, get a feel for the town. I figured you'd call my cell when you got into town so I loaned it to her. If you need to talk to me call the prepay baby. If you need bail or something call Jax but please just go, I don't want you involved with this." His concern warmed my heart and I leaned up to kiss him again. This kiss wasn't as heated as the previous and we broke apart quickly.
"I'll just head out then. Luanne gave me some fun stuff to play with, maybe we could play tonight." He groaned and I grinned.
"Just go before I lose my shit and drag you behind the clubhouse. I love you baby." He smiled and I couldn't help but smile back.
I love you too babe, see you later." I put my car in reverse and turned around, eager to get to the hospital and talk Cherry out of assault charges.
I stayed at the hospital for a couple of hours visiting with Cherry and sitting with Abel. I had missed the little guy and was happy to see that he was getting bigger and stronger every day. Cherry apologized for not telling me and I told what I said to Juice, it didn't matter she was still my girl. I got a call from Tara about the raid and brushed it off like it wasn't a big deal, in my life I had seen three different ATF raids and they were all the same. A lot of posturing and comparing dick sizes.
After talking to Cherry's doctor and signing her paperwork I was informed that she would be spending the night in the hospital because they were worried about neural trauma. That meant that Juice and I would have the house to ourselves and I got excited. After a quick hug to Cherry with assurances that I'd pick her up in the morning and a peek in on Abel I went home and stripped the bed. Juice had said that he wanted nothing in the way and I wholeheartedly agreed. As I was getting myself ready I heard Juice's bike pull up and knew I was grinning like an idiot. I threw on my robe and dashed down to the back door where I was greeted with the sight of my man and the worst smell I had ever encountered.
"Baby…" He grinned and started to walk to me when I put a hand up, he looked confused so I placed my arm over my mouth and nose and took a deep breath to keep from gagging.
"Why do you smell like shit?" I got another whiff and the gagging started.
"God baby, this is how Jax got the guns out before the raid. They were in a septic truck." He said it like it was the most natural thing in the world.
"Baby, I love you but before you can get inside this house and inside me you need to clean up. God, I can't breathe." I went inside and breathed the clean air. I looked out the window and saw him stripping down, placing his cut on the steps. I nearly drooled at his definition, the muscles on his back bunched as he hung his shirt and hoodie on the line, then I let out an unconscious groan as he bent over to untie his boots and remove his jeans he was getting ready to take off his boxers when I stopped him. "Baby, come inside and finish this, you can throw your boxers in the washer."
He didn't say anything and came bounding up to the house where he put his boots under the back porch and picked up his cut. He came inside and most of the smell was gone but there was still a lingering aroma. He pulled me into his arms but I pushed him away.
"What?" He asked as he moved away his brow creasing in worry.
"I was serious babe, you need to get the stink off of you. You shower and I'll be waiting for you in the bedroom." He grinned like a kid on Christmas morning and practically ran to the shower.
I went upstairs after him and peeked into the bathroom, admiring his profile through the glass. I could stare at him all day and nearly drooled when I saw him soaping up.
"Baby!" I called from my newly acquired perch on the sink
"Yeah." I looked over and saw him running his hands over his Mohawk.
"As much as I want you we still need to talk." I said loudly over the water. The water turned off and Juice shook his head before he opened the door. This time I think I did drool when I saw his hardening cock, I had to look away.
"Baby, I'm not picky about where we do this, just let me make love to you. Then we'll talk." He came up to me and untied my robe as he pressed himself against my bared stomach.
"Before I let you in I have to know." I looked him in the eyes and held his gaze, "Never again, only me."
"It's always been you baby and it always will. One moment of insanity almost wrecked us and I won't ever do it again. You baby, only you." With that confession I knew I'd never have to worry again and pressed my mouth to his.
He responded hungrily and we didn't make it to the bedroom. He lifted me until I was half on the sink half wrapped around his waist and he thrust inside me harder than he ever had before. The mixture of pain and pleasure was so intense that it pushed me over the edge and I threw my head back, catching the medicine cabinet. I started to laugh but the laugh died in my throat as I met the intensity of his eyes. From then on the only noises that could be heard were the sounds of flesh meeting flesh with groans and moans punctuating the stillness. He pushed me over a second time by biting my collarbone and that set off a chain reaction. He came with a groan and leaned his head on my shoulder as his breathing started to calm. I ran my hands over his back and shoulders while he nuzzled my neck.
"Want to go to the bed for round two baby?" I asked as I felt him stir.
"You're gonna kill me baby, but at least I'll die happy." He picked me up and I wrapped my arms around his neck and legs around his waist as he carried me to the bedroom where we commenced with round two.
The next morning I woke up to the smell of breakfast and smiled. Usually I made the food and Juice just went about his thing. It was always a special treat. The only recipes he knew were his mom's and she must have been an amazing cook when she was alive. I was getting ready to go downstairs when I heard the unmistakable sound of glass clinking.
"Don't you dare get outta that bed!" Hearing Juice's order I sat back down and propped myself up on the headboard. He brought me breakfast and we had an amazing morning before the hospital and Luanne called in quick succession. We bemoaned the need to return to the real world and went our separate ways. I went to fetch Cherry while he went to work.
Cherry was in a good mood when I picked her up, apparently she and Kip had a reunion similar to mine and Juice's and she recounted every detail while I did the same. This was one thing that I couldn't do with Donna; she didn't like talking about sex, especially when she wasn't having it. As we approached the Police Department I saw my Mom and Dad in the parking lot. Cherry didn't even need to say it. I pulled in and parked, she and I got out. While she went up to my Mom I leaned against the Jeep. Dad caught my eyes and raised his eyebrows as if to ask if I was ok, I nodded and he smiled. Once Cherry and Mom were done talking she strolled back and got in the Jeep while Mom walked up and stood at a respectful distance from me.
"I'm goin through a lot of changes baby. I shouldn't have taken this shit out on you. Can we call a truce?" She would apologize, just not in front of Cherry.
"I'll do you one better. I forgive you." Mom smiled at me and pulled me into a hug.
"I love you baby." She kissed my forehead then released me and walked back to Dad while I got in the jeep. I waved at Dad and he waved back before I pulled out and went to Cara Cara with Cherry as my guest.