Chapter 16-
Telling Dom the Truth
(Sinner is pregnant with Leon baby for those who don't know.)
"So that's how it's gonna be Letty, huh? You gonna fuckin' play me, huh?" Dom shouted at me as he pushes pass me.
"Dominic, it's not even like that," I said trying to find a way to explain this all to him.
"Not even like that! I saw you fuckin' kissing him!!"
My heart says tell him, my mind says no, it won't work. It was like my heart and my mind were having a war, a war to the end.
"Dominic, please clam down."
"Clam down, huh, it's that what you tell all the other guys you play!!"
"Dom."
"Why the fuck did you do it, Letty? Why the fuck did you do it?"
"Cuz I love you, alright cuz everyone I love dies!! Or they leave me!!"
Dominic walked up to me and put his hands on either side of my face. "I would never leave you Letty, I love you with all my heart." Dom leaned down and kissed me.
"You promise?" I asked looking into his brown soulful eyes.
"I swear to God, I'll never leave you."
"You better not!" I said hitting him in the arm playfully.
There was a knock at the door, I turned around to answer the door. I opened the door to find a beaten up Jesse. He looked up at me with tears in his innocent eyes.
"Jesse, what happened to you?" I asked as I put my arms around him. "Jesse, who did this to you?"
Jesse looked up at me and I knew who it was.his bustard of a father. I lead him over to the couch and walked into the kitchen; I grabbed some ice and a towel.
"Do you need anything, kid?" Dom asked Jesse as I walked into the living room.
"No," Jesse said as I put the ice over his eye.
"Dom, help me get Jesse into my car," I said helping Jesse up.
"Where are we going Letty?" Jesse asked as Dom and I helped him up.
"To the hospital, and police station."
"Letty, I."
"Jesse, what if next time he kills you or goes after your sister."
"But Letty she's at my Aunts."
"Jesse, do it for me."
"Alright, but promise you'll go with me."
"I promise I will."
We put Jesse in the backseat, Dom and I got into the front seat. We drove to the police station first. We got out of the car, and walked into the police station. Dom was supporting Jesse, as I went to the desk.
"May I help you Miss?" the women asked.
"Yes, I want to file an abuse report," I replied.
"You don't look abused."
"Not me! Jesse, come over here," I called over to him.
Dom helped Jesse over to the desk, Jesse put his hands on the desk for support. The young woman looked at Jesse and cringed.
"Is this the abused person?"
"Whose the abuser?"
"My father, Michel Linberg," Jesse replied as he griped the desk.
"We have a file on him, is this the current address?" the women asked as she put the file in front of him.
"Yes, it is."
"I want you to take him to the hospital," the women said after she finished the paper work.
"I was gonna take him there anyway."
"Have the paperwork faxed to this number," she said handing me a paper with a fax number on it.
Dominic helped Jesse into the backseat of my car. I drove Jesse to the hospital; we helped him onto a gurney, and the doctors and nurses took him into an examining room. Thirty minutes later they came back out. They faxed the paperwork to the police; Jesse had to stay the night, so Dominic and I went to the garage to get some work done. I promised Jesse I'd come back tonight and stay with him so he would feel safe.
(Sinner is pregnant with Leon baby for those who don't know.)
"So that's how it's gonna be Letty, huh? You gonna fuckin' play me, huh?" Dom shouted at me as he pushes pass me.
"Dominic, it's not even like that," I said trying to find a way to explain this all to him.
"Not even like that! I saw you fuckin' kissing him!!"
My heart says tell him, my mind says no, it won't work. It was like my heart and my mind were having a war, a war to the end.
"Dominic, please clam down."
"Clam down, huh, it's that what you tell all the other guys you play!!"
"Dom."
"Why the fuck did you do it, Letty? Why the fuck did you do it?"
"Cuz I love you, alright cuz everyone I love dies!! Or they leave me!!"
Dominic walked up to me and put his hands on either side of my face. "I would never leave you Letty, I love you with all my heart." Dom leaned down and kissed me.
"You promise?" I asked looking into his brown soulful eyes.
"I swear to God, I'll never leave you."
"You better not!" I said hitting him in the arm playfully.
There was a knock at the door, I turned around to answer the door. I opened the door to find a beaten up Jesse. He looked up at me with tears in his innocent eyes.
"Jesse, what happened to you?" I asked as I put my arms around him. "Jesse, who did this to you?"
Jesse looked up at me and I knew who it was.his bustard of a father. I lead him over to the couch and walked into the kitchen; I grabbed some ice and a towel.
"Do you need anything, kid?" Dom asked Jesse as I walked into the living room.
"No," Jesse said as I put the ice over his eye.
"Dom, help me get Jesse into my car," I said helping Jesse up.
"Where are we going Letty?" Jesse asked as Dom and I helped him up.
"To the hospital, and police station."
"Letty, I."
"Jesse, what if next time he kills you or goes after your sister."
"But Letty she's at my Aunts."
"Jesse, do it for me."
"Alright, but promise you'll go with me."
"I promise I will."
We put Jesse in the backseat, Dom and I got into the front seat. We drove to the police station first. We got out of the car, and walked into the police station. Dom was supporting Jesse, as I went to the desk.
"May I help you Miss?" the women asked.
"Yes, I want to file an abuse report," I replied.
"You don't look abused."
"Not me! Jesse, come over here," I called over to him.
Dom helped Jesse over to the desk, Jesse put his hands on the desk for support. The young woman looked at Jesse and cringed.
"Is this the abused person?"
"Whose the abuser?"
"My father, Michel Linberg," Jesse replied as he griped the desk.
"We have a file on him, is this the current address?" the women asked as she put the file in front of him.
"Yes, it is."
"I want you to take him to the hospital," the women said after she finished the paper work.
"I was gonna take him there anyway."
"Have the paperwork faxed to this number," she said handing me a paper with a fax number on it.
Dominic helped Jesse into the backseat of my car. I drove Jesse to the hospital; we helped him onto a gurney, and the doctors and nurses took him into an examining room. Thirty minutes later they came back out. They faxed the paperwork to the police; Jesse had to stay the night, so Dominic and I went to the garage to get some work done. I promised Jesse I'd come back tonight and stay with him so he would feel safe.