Daddy's Girls: Chapter 8
Author's Note: Okay, okay...we're gonna end the suspense and upload enough to give an idea of the actual plot...i.e. "The Good Stuff". Please do again note the PG-13 rating, because this and subsequent chapters will get racy in some parts. Have fun reading! :)
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Jess pulled her car into the parking lot across from the club. Ecstatic was the grungiest hottest nightclub in
town. The two story building use to be an abandon warehouse, but was reopen and redesigned for the best night life
experience of dancing, dining, and trouble.
Annie blinked her eyes as the huge neon sign caught her attention, "Ecstatic? This place is known for bar
room brawls and illegal drug activity."
"You read something in the newspaper once and you automatically think it's a dump."
"Actually," Annie clarified, "it was a police wire I saw at the Ranger Station, and this place IS
a dump."
"Come on Annie, I have a friend who works here. That stuff doesn't happen all the time." Jess turned
off the car and stepped out.
Annie observed the long line of people outside the club. They ranged from gothic, businessmen, college students,
hard-core punks, and some people who looked like they had very little on period, "This don't look like a country
club. You told me…" She turned her head to object to Jess, but she was too busy removing her good girl disguise
to reveal her very provocative club wear.
Jess throws her clothing in the back of her car and pouted to Annie, "Quit your gripping. It's a club out
in the country. What's the difference?" Annie opened the car door ready to step back inside. "Annie,
live a little will you. You're a teenager you need to do something your father would disapprove of, or your just
going to live a very dull life."
"Well, considering this little stunt just gave me a death sentence, I guess the state of my life doesn't really
matter now, does it?" Annie turned a bleak glare on Jess and added. "Dad is going to KILL me when he
finds out about this."
"He won't find out as long as you don't tell him," Jess retorted. She walked around the car and pulled
Annie's hand off the handle, "Trust me, you'll have a good time. Will you at least try it? Please…"
Annie watched as Jess looked like she was ready to beg, "I guess it doesn't hurt to try. I'm already dead
anyway."
"Thanks, but um…lose the hat."
"I like my hat. Thank you very much." Jess looked like she was going to protest again, but thought better
of it at Annie's dark look. "You'll ride a black tornado cross a western sky, rope an old blue norther and
milk it till it's dry, bulldog the Mississippi, pin its ears down flat, long before you take this cowboy's hat."
"Uh, okay..." Jess just shook her head, knowing Annie's penchant for quoting country music lyrics out
of the blue. "I'm not even gonna ask."
"Chris LeDoux." Annie offered with a smirk.
As the two girls walked towards the entrance, a motorcycle pulled up driven by a muscle man bearing a jacket of
Hell's Angels. A young woman dressed in black boots, camouflage cargo pants, a black mid-drift shirt with a skull
on it, and spikes on both wrists hopped off the back. Roxanne removed her helmet and handed it to him, "Thanks
Pete"
He smiled back, "Eh no problem…you just enjoy yourself."
Once he droved off, Roxanne turned her head and locked eyes with Annie. Both girls froze with a slight displeasure.
Jess broke the silent with a smile, "I figured you two knew each other. I thought we'd all set aside differences
and have a good time together."
Roxanne snickered eyeing Annie's wardrobe and ran her hand through her brown hair with purple streaks, "Well
nobody told me the Rodeo was in town?"
Annie balled her fist, yet remained calm and collective, "You haven't changed much either, Roxy, I see you've
been opening your options as a future member of Hell's Angels. Still planning on murdering your father and everyone
else's father I see. You traitorous bitch!"
Roxanne just smiled and shifted her eyes to Jess, "Apparently you forgot to inquire about who you were bring.
Just for a reference Annie…Pete knows your dad and been his bodyguard at some of his concert…so don't go bashing
the guy for giving me a lift. But hey unlike some people, I'm not going to let this get under my skin."
Annie grabbed Jess's arm, "We're heading back now!"
Jess removed her hand, "Will you relax. Ok I know I set you two up shame on me, but…"
"But nothing, Jess!" Annie hissed through clenched teeth, trying to control her rising temper. "How
could you do this to me?! You're supposed to be my friend!"
Jess flashed her eyes, more or less oblivious to Annie's outburst. " I need two really good friends to keep
an eye on me in there. Since we're here we might as well go in, unless you prefer to wait out in the car Annie,
while me and Roxy have a blast."
Annie crossed her arms and sighed. She doesn't understand how dangerous this girl is. Somebody's going to have
to watch her back. "Fine I'm going in."
"So how's your head? Obviously it must still be healing up, if you picked that to wear tonight." Roxanne
innocently smiled.
Jess punched Roxanne lightly in the arm, after she spoken with the bouncer, "Hey now that's my fault. I sort
of mislead her that was the only way I could get her to come."
"I'm just glad my head can heal, unlike yours," Annie retorted to Roxy with a malicious smile. "I'm
surprised no one's had you committed yet."
"We're ok to go in." Jess said calmly, breaking apart the two bickering girls.
Annie bit back any more comments, not wishing to speak with Roxanne any longer. Roxanne took pleasure in her silent
treatment, "Well Miss grumpy face isn't going to ruin my night."
The club was dark, loud, and crowed with people from wall to wall. Roxanne put a hand on Jess's shoulder, "I'm
going to the bar to see if I can get some drinks."
Meanwhile Jess dragged Annie towards the dance floor. Jess started dancing crazy to the techno music, while Annie
just stood there stiff as a log. A guy who resembled James Marsden came up to Jess and started dancing with her.
Before Annie knew it, he had stolen her away else where on the dance floor and had lost track of her. Annie felt
vulnerable and absolutely miserable standing alone and being in the same room as her nemesis. Her eyes shift to
Roxanne cutting her way through people to reach the bar. As long as Roxanne was here, Jess was in danger. She'd
probably get themselves kidnapped by a group of sex-deranged males. Her concentration broke when she felt somebody's
hand squeeze her butt. She turned around, "HEY!"
The guy was dressed in a polyester suit, and his breath reeked strongly of liquor. Despite her anger he just smiled
and continued to advance upon her, "Ooowwie we got a cowgirl." He then whispered to her in a bad John
Wayne impression, "You want to go for a ride on my horsy little lady."
The guy reached to put a hand on her, but Annie grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back and slammed him
into the wall, "Didn't your mother ever each you it's not nice to talk to a lady like that." She released
her grip long enough to give him a shove in the opposite direction. "You better find another place to park
your horse before he ends up lame."
The guy took off feeling like he had just been mortally wounded. Annie was surprise that she received some applause
and whistles for slamming the guy up against the wall. It was almost like nobody really cared, "This place
is a disaster area."
She then noticed a sign saying 'Restrooms & Phones' and took off towards that direction. I'm not putting
up with anymore of this garbage, Annie thought as she managed to find an empty phone without getting accosted.
If I stay here much longer, I'm going to end up knifing someone. Hopefully when I explain what happened to Dad,
I'll just get away with a severe tongue-lashing and still be able to live life.
She dug out some change from her front pocket, slipped it into the phone and dialed. One ring, two rings, three
rings... Come on, Dad! She was practically dancing with anticipation by the time Brad finally picked up.
"Hello."
"Dad, it's Annie. I'm at the nightclub Ecstatic and I need you to come get me." She left it short and
sweet, hoping that 'no questions asked' meant exactly that, at least until they got home.
There was a significant pause on the other end of the line before she heard his static filled reply. "Honey,
your reception is horrible and I only caught every other word through the music in the background. I'm glad you're
having a good time, but I'm not sure why you want me to come get you."
Annie sighed deeply, trying desperately to remind herself that it was a bad connection and Brad was not deliberately
being obtuse. "The name of the night club is Ecstatic, Dad!" She practically yelled into the receiver
so that he would hear her. "I NEED you to pick---"
Someone yanked the receiver out of her hand. "Sorry, this number has been disconnected or is no longer in
service," Jess said into the phone in a perfect operator's voice. "If you feel you have reached this
recording in error, please check the number and try your call again."
Annie lost it when Jess calmly hung up the phone. "What the HELL are you doing? You just hung up on---"
"You said you were going to live a little, so get out there!"
Annie let Jess drag her back out to the dance floor and put on a fake smile, all the while knowing that Jess' little
hang up stunt would only bring Brad here all the faster. At least it will, if he understood what I said.
On the other side of town, a very perplexed Brad Turner stood in his kitchen, still holding a dead telephone receiver
in his hand. All he could make out from Annie's panicked tone was the word 'Ecstatic'...and something was definitely
not right with the voice that had disconnected him. His eyes drifted toward the counter where a flier for a new
nightclub rested. He remembered getting a call asking him to play there; he didn't remember the name, but he remembered
refusing outright on the basis of their reputation alone. He picked up the flier and blanched as he read the name:
Ecstatic.
"Oh God..."
As fast as his feet could carry him, he was out the door, stopping just long enough to grab his jacket and his
car keys.
Daddy's coming, baby! Just hold on!
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Somebody shoot me, please! Dad, where the f*** are you?
Annie was starting to believe she was right in the middle of somebody else's nightmare. Under normal circumstances
she'd have avoided this part of town like the plague… especially with Roxanne around… but then again, she was with
Jess… and with Jess no circumstance was even remotely normal.
"See that guy over there?"
Jess pointed to a guy clad in leather from head to toe. "He's been staring at you all the time… another wanna-be
Easy Rider wanting to take Annie Oakley for a ride. But I convinced him it would be no use trying to hit on you."
"And how?"
"Told him you were my girlfriend."
At first, Annie didn't realize what Jess meant, but then it sunk in. "YOU DID WHAT!?!?"
"Ssshhh, not so loud… look, it was the first thing that came to my mind, okay? Anyways he didn't believe me
and wants to see some proof. If we can't prove it to him, he's coming over, and I don't think we could take him…
even if we joined forces."
"You've gone way too far this time, Jess!" Annie hissed angrily. "No way, you can just forget it!
I've got a REALLY long knife, and I can run REALLY fast. I'll take my chances."
"Did I forget to mention that he's got friends?"
Jess tossed her head in Easy Rider's direction, and Annie eyes followed the movement, resting momentarily on two
other burly bikers before turning a dark glare Jess' way. There was no way she'd be able to take all three of them,
and Jess knew it. "If you think I'm kissing you…" Annie growled in capitulation.
"Nah, please… you've eaten onion rings," Jess said. "Was thinking about a little dance."
"Dance? With you?"
"You rather want Roxy? Or Easy Rider?"
Taking a look at the latter who just smirked back at her, Annie shuddered inward… and then found herself moving
closer to Jess.
"You're soooooo gonna pay for this, Hayes," Annie hissed in her friend's ear as Jess put her arms around
Annie's waist.
" Cash or plastic? Or do you take checks?" Jess had to bite down not to laugh at Annie's face.
"Oh no, you aren't getting away that easy! When we get out of here, I'm carving payment out of your sorry
hide!" Annie said in a weak attempt at retort. After all, she was still stuck in this embarrassing predicament.
Jess just laughed at the threat she knew was empty. "Put yours arms around my neck and your head on my shoulder.
Makes it look more real."
Doing as her friend said, Annie put her head on Jess' shoulder and closed her eyes, evading Easy Rider's ugly face
and everything around her, desperately hoping her father would come and save her. Come on Dad; time to play
hero and show up just in the nick of time to save the day!
Inwardly, Jess grinned. This night was better than she thought. She'd managed to get Annie and Roxy in the same
place and keeping them from killing each other, plus, the current situation was another chance to get Annie up
a tree. Wishing she could see her friend's face, she let her hands wander down until they reached the lower part
of Annie's back. A nasty grin on her face, Jess let them rest there… and then, she squeezed Annie's butt tightly,
making the other girl jump.
"Sorry," Jess said barely hiding the amusement in her voice. "You got such a cute butt, I couldn't
resist."
DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD! Annie yelled mentally. Knowing rescue wasn't coming anytime
soon, Annie decided she better start to make good on a few more threats. She moved slightly closer to Jess and
tightened the grip around her neck, positioning her two thumbs so that they were centered on Jess' throat.
"Ooooh, Annie, you're really getting into thi-" Jess stopped talking as the pressure on her throat increased
slightly. "Hey, what are you do---" Again, she was cut off by more pressure around her Adam's apple.
Annie grinned evilly as she said, "You've got such a cute neck, I'd really hate to have to wring it right
here in front of all these people, so just keep your hands to yourself until we get this over with, okay?"
Annie applied a little more pressure on Jess' throat, forcing her to nod in agreement. "Thank you so much,
honey," she taunted, waiting impatiently for the song to end.
Jess looked at Annie, stunned for a moment. She knew Annie wasn't someone to mess with, but the same thing went
for Jess. Slowly she moved her hand upwards, to Annie's neck… then she pressed her thumb roughly on a spot before
Annie's ear, hitting a nerve center. Immediately Annie stiffened when a surge of pain rushed through her body.
"First lesson in messing with me: Eye for an Eye. You hurt me, I hurt you."
Finally the song ended, and both girls let go of each other, but Jess couldn't resist one last provocation. She
leaned forward and planted a kiss on Annie's forehead.
"Thank you, honey… was as good for as it was for me?" She gave Annie the most incredible fake real looking
innocent smile.
