Chapter 12, The Ass Long Day.
When she still had not appeared by 12 he went looking for her. She had definitely not set her alarm and was still sound asleep. She was curled up on her side and she looked to be about 16. There was long black hair everywhere and she still looked sick, black circles under her eyes and her pretty little mouth turned down at the corners in a sad little bow. He felt bad waking her up but he thought he had to teach her a lesson. It was 12pm after all, so he made himself wake her up when all he really wanted to do was crawl back into bed with her. She looked venerable and sad. He wanted to pull her on top of him and let her sleep like she had on the floor at her house. He wanted to see if that made her happier in her sleep. But he forced himself to go ahead and wake her.
"Up and at um sun shine. Time to get up and meet the day." He through open the curtains and the sun came pouring in. She looked up at him through a squint and groaned, then pulled her blanket up over her head and turned her back to him. He shook her shoulder. "Come on sleepy. Get up." No response from the blanket pile. He pulled the blankets off her. She put up a good fight. She did not want to give up the covers.
"Sorry girl, time to get up. I let you sleep in to 12 but now you need to get up."
Oh he was an evil man. Her head was just pounding and she was just barley able to not throw up. She thought he would give her the day off but no, he was going to make her work. Man she felt awful. Why did she go and act that way. She was so humiliated. Oh well. She could pretend that a lot of things were a blur to her. Dom stood at the side of her bed. She stood up and promptly started to fall over. Dom caught her against his chest. She looked up at him and he could see she was dizzy and out of sorts. If you went by the look in her eyes she was going to be a total space cadet today. He wondered if she would be able to go about her day. Maybe he should just put her back to bed. They both became aware of her scanty attire and his shirtless state at the same time. She still only had on very brief panties and a cropped tank top. Nope he had to get out of this room so work it was. He set her away from him.
"Get dressed Torrie but be careful." He left the room.
She pulled on her normal outfit of tank top and shorts and pulled her coverall up to her waist and tied the arms around her waist to keep it up. She put her hair in pig tail braids. She headed down to the kitchen. There was Dom looking pleased about the whole thing and smug. "So remember. The civic by the end of the day Torrie."
"Ya ya I hear you ya big bully." She mumbled under her breathe. She headed for the back door.
"Aren't you going to eat breakfast?" He heard her gag and laughed to himself. She would think twice about getting that drunk again. She needed him around. He would have stopped her long before she got that wrecked. But you say you don't want the responsibility either a voice said. But someone has to look out for her. The girl was not street smart at all. She could have had anything happen to her getting that drunk in a strange bar with strange people. He hated to say it but thank god for Vince. Her girlfriend was pretty out of it too. I will have to keep a closer eye on her from now on, he thought.
Torrie slaved all day and had the car finished by the end of the day like Dom asked. She killed herself to do it though. It had really been more like two days work. She didn't understand why he made her work so hard when he knew she was ill and hardly able to stand without falling over. He could have gone easy on her this once. And that was why she was not telling him that Vince and Leon had helped her out while he was not around. They felt sorry for her. Vince brought her a large Pepsi and aspirin when he came down to the garage too. She would love V forever for this. She downed the soda and the aspirin and sat Indian style on the floor and watched V work with Leon on the car. He was such a nice guy. He wasn't stupid but he wasn't complicated. He pretty well was what he appeared. Not much hidden depth there. But that was refreshing. He wasn't playing her or lying to her. He was just Vince. She liked that. She got up and insisted that they let her help them finish up.
She wanted nothing more then a cold bath, strange huh, and a good nights sleep. She still felt really bad. Like sick to her stomach and dizzy. She had worked straight through and had not stopped for lunch or anything. She hoped you could not get really ill from drinking too much. Why did she have to run off and do that anyway? It had not been smart for sure. She wished she had just come home. Although it had been obvious that Dom had been jealous of her dancing with other guys. She had fun till the morning after too. "Or he saw you had made a fool of yourself and he wanted to make you stop" she thought. No that was no reason for him to instigate the kiss on the floor in front of everyone. No but you told him about the other thing you did not want him to know about. How silly was that. Oh well, hopefully it would be old news by the next day.
She headed into the house and went strait up the stairs. Got changed into clean shorts and tank top and went to the bathroom. She locked the door and ran a cool bath. She got in and lay back and tried to forget everything about the last day. She should have brought a book. She drifted off into her own little world careful to stay awake this time. She lay there for an hour or so before deciding since she was wrinkled like a prune she may as well get out. She got out of the bath and got dried off and dressed. She headed back to her room. When she had been working on the civic she had had to take the old rotors off and she had pulled a muscle in her back while doing it. It was quite sore. She should have taken a hot bath to see if it would help.
She changed into track pants and a clean tank and sat on her bed. Vince and Leon came into her room. They told her they were going to grab a bite to eat and maybe see a movie and did she want to come with. She couldn't go to bed at 7pm so she figured she may as well. She grabbed a hoodie in case she got cold and headed out. They were taking Leon's car which had no back seat. She offered her car but they said no. If felt strange to climb in the 'drivers' side of the car. Leon's skyline was the European model, cause they were the ones with the japanese engines in them, but that ment it was build for left hand driving. She had to sit on Vince's lap but that was cool. They had dinner at some diner called fat burger the guys liked. She had more Pepsi and an order of fries the Vince finished for her. She did not think it was a good idea to eat too much when she felt crappy. They did go see a movie. It was called The Transporter and it was a really good movie. She felt much better now but it was still 12am and she was tired. The guys must have known cause they headed for home right after the movie.
Oh well she was going to bed now. She went to her room and got into bed. She fell asleep in no time. She slept the night through for once. She had been so tired it made sense really. She did not think to set the alarm though.
Dom went looking for Torrie; he could not find her anywhere. It was only 11:30pm, where could she be? She would not have gone out without telling him again would she? He checked the garage but she was not there. The civic was all finished though. That surprised him. He had just been saying that she had to have it done that quick to make her pay for getting drunk like that and making a fool of them on the dance floor. He searched the whole house and then thought to look upstairs. She was not in the bathroom. He peeked in her room and she was not there either. Her car was still there. He asked Mia who said she had no idea where Torrie was. He heard the tenor of Leon's car coming down the street and went out onto the porch to ask him if he knew where Torrie was. He watched Leon pull up and then watched Torrie climb out of the skyline and off Vince's lap. No one had noticed him yet. Vince crouched down and got Torrie to jump on his back so he could piggy back her to the house. She laughingly got on. She had never had brothers but this must be what is was like to have older brothers she thought. The guys had taken good care of her. No one had really bothered since her dad died.
Just then they noticed Dom standing on the porch staring. Everyone went from teasing and playful to quiet and nervous in 0.4 seconds.
"Where the hell were you Torrie? I can't believe you took off without telling me again."
Vince set her down on the walkway in front of the porch. He looked at her. "You gonna be ok if we leave you hear alone to talk to him?" He said low enough that Dom would not hear.
"Sure V, I'll be fine. Don't worry about it."
"Kay, you come see us downstairs if you need anything."
"I'll be fine, head in bro."
Vince did just that. He said hey to Dom on the way by and Dom answered him like he always would. Maybe he was not too mad.
He was not too mad at the guys, they took off as they pleased. He expected Torrie to tell someone were she was. "Where the hell were you?"
"The guys took me to dinner and, you know Dom, this is none of your business."
"Torrie you live here and I am responcible for your well being. You taking off with no one knowing were you are is not respectful."
"Dominic, I didn't even tell my dad my every move. Why should I tell you. I was out with two of your best friends. How can you object to that."
"You should have told someone you were going out atleast." He was not going to give in on this matter.
"Fine, I'll leave a note saying I went out next time."
Dom nodded and Torrie pushed past him and stuck out her tongue and made a face when he could not see her. She went downstairs to hang out with the guys for awhile, to relax and calm down before bed. She was very angry at him. Dom figured the next day was gonna suck.
When she still had not appeared by 12 he went looking for her. She had definitely not set her alarm and was still sound asleep. She was curled up on her side and she looked to be about 16. There was long black hair everywhere and she still looked sick, black circles under her eyes and her pretty little mouth turned down at the corners in a sad little bow. He felt bad waking her up but he thought he had to teach her a lesson. It was 12pm after all, so he made himself wake her up when all he really wanted to do was crawl back into bed with her. She looked venerable and sad. He wanted to pull her on top of him and let her sleep like she had on the floor at her house. He wanted to see if that made her happier in her sleep. But he forced himself to go ahead and wake her.
"Up and at um sun shine. Time to get up and meet the day." He through open the curtains and the sun came pouring in. She looked up at him through a squint and groaned, then pulled her blanket up over her head and turned her back to him. He shook her shoulder. "Come on sleepy. Get up." No response from the blanket pile. He pulled the blankets off her. She put up a good fight. She did not want to give up the covers.
"Sorry girl, time to get up. I let you sleep in to 12 but now you need to get up."
Oh he was an evil man. Her head was just pounding and she was just barley able to not throw up. She thought he would give her the day off but no, he was going to make her work. Man she felt awful. Why did she go and act that way. She was so humiliated. Oh well. She could pretend that a lot of things were a blur to her. Dom stood at the side of her bed. She stood up and promptly started to fall over. Dom caught her against his chest. She looked up at him and he could see she was dizzy and out of sorts. If you went by the look in her eyes she was going to be a total space cadet today. He wondered if she would be able to go about her day. Maybe he should just put her back to bed. They both became aware of her scanty attire and his shirtless state at the same time. She still only had on very brief panties and a cropped tank top. Nope he had to get out of this room so work it was. He set her away from him.
"Get dressed Torrie but be careful." He left the room.
She pulled on her normal outfit of tank top and shorts and pulled her coverall up to her waist and tied the arms around her waist to keep it up. She put her hair in pig tail braids. She headed down to the kitchen. There was Dom looking pleased about the whole thing and smug. "So remember. The civic by the end of the day Torrie."
"Ya ya I hear you ya big bully." She mumbled under her breathe. She headed for the back door.
"Aren't you going to eat breakfast?" He heard her gag and laughed to himself. She would think twice about getting that drunk again. She needed him around. He would have stopped her long before she got that wrecked. But you say you don't want the responsibility either a voice said. But someone has to look out for her. The girl was not street smart at all. She could have had anything happen to her getting that drunk in a strange bar with strange people. He hated to say it but thank god for Vince. Her girlfriend was pretty out of it too. I will have to keep a closer eye on her from now on, he thought.
Torrie slaved all day and had the car finished by the end of the day like Dom asked. She killed herself to do it though. It had really been more like two days work. She didn't understand why he made her work so hard when he knew she was ill and hardly able to stand without falling over. He could have gone easy on her this once. And that was why she was not telling him that Vince and Leon had helped her out while he was not around. They felt sorry for her. Vince brought her a large Pepsi and aspirin when he came down to the garage too. She would love V forever for this. She downed the soda and the aspirin and sat Indian style on the floor and watched V work with Leon on the car. He was such a nice guy. He wasn't stupid but he wasn't complicated. He pretty well was what he appeared. Not much hidden depth there. But that was refreshing. He wasn't playing her or lying to her. He was just Vince. She liked that. She got up and insisted that they let her help them finish up.
She wanted nothing more then a cold bath, strange huh, and a good nights sleep. She still felt really bad. Like sick to her stomach and dizzy. She had worked straight through and had not stopped for lunch or anything. She hoped you could not get really ill from drinking too much. Why did she have to run off and do that anyway? It had not been smart for sure. She wished she had just come home. Although it had been obvious that Dom had been jealous of her dancing with other guys. She had fun till the morning after too. "Or he saw you had made a fool of yourself and he wanted to make you stop" she thought. No that was no reason for him to instigate the kiss on the floor in front of everyone. No but you told him about the other thing you did not want him to know about. How silly was that. Oh well, hopefully it would be old news by the next day.
She headed into the house and went strait up the stairs. Got changed into clean shorts and tank top and went to the bathroom. She locked the door and ran a cool bath. She got in and lay back and tried to forget everything about the last day. She should have brought a book. She drifted off into her own little world careful to stay awake this time. She lay there for an hour or so before deciding since she was wrinkled like a prune she may as well get out. She got out of the bath and got dried off and dressed. She headed back to her room. When she had been working on the civic she had had to take the old rotors off and she had pulled a muscle in her back while doing it. It was quite sore. She should have taken a hot bath to see if it would help.
She changed into track pants and a clean tank and sat on her bed. Vince and Leon came into her room. They told her they were going to grab a bite to eat and maybe see a movie and did she want to come with. She couldn't go to bed at 7pm so she figured she may as well. She grabbed a hoodie in case she got cold and headed out. They were taking Leon's car which had no back seat. She offered her car but they said no. If felt strange to climb in the 'drivers' side of the car. Leon's skyline was the European model, cause they were the ones with the japanese engines in them, but that ment it was build for left hand driving. She had to sit on Vince's lap but that was cool. They had dinner at some diner called fat burger the guys liked. She had more Pepsi and an order of fries the Vince finished for her. She did not think it was a good idea to eat too much when she felt crappy. They did go see a movie. It was called The Transporter and it was a really good movie. She felt much better now but it was still 12am and she was tired. The guys must have known cause they headed for home right after the movie.
Oh well she was going to bed now. She went to her room and got into bed. She fell asleep in no time. She slept the night through for once. She had been so tired it made sense really. She did not think to set the alarm though.
Dom went looking for Torrie; he could not find her anywhere. It was only 11:30pm, where could she be? She would not have gone out without telling him again would she? He checked the garage but she was not there. The civic was all finished though. That surprised him. He had just been saying that she had to have it done that quick to make her pay for getting drunk like that and making a fool of them on the dance floor. He searched the whole house and then thought to look upstairs. She was not in the bathroom. He peeked in her room and she was not there either. Her car was still there. He asked Mia who said she had no idea where Torrie was. He heard the tenor of Leon's car coming down the street and went out onto the porch to ask him if he knew where Torrie was. He watched Leon pull up and then watched Torrie climb out of the skyline and off Vince's lap. No one had noticed him yet. Vince crouched down and got Torrie to jump on his back so he could piggy back her to the house. She laughingly got on. She had never had brothers but this must be what is was like to have older brothers she thought. The guys had taken good care of her. No one had really bothered since her dad died.
Just then they noticed Dom standing on the porch staring. Everyone went from teasing and playful to quiet and nervous in 0.4 seconds.
"Where the hell were you Torrie? I can't believe you took off without telling me again."
Vince set her down on the walkway in front of the porch. He looked at her. "You gonna be ok if we leave you hear alone to talk to him?" He said low enough that Dom would not hear.
"Sure V, I'll be fine. Don't worry about it."
"Kay, you come see us downstairs if you need anything."
"I'll be fine, head in bro."
Vince did just that. He said hey to Dom on the way by and Dom answered him like he always would. Maybe he was not too mad.
He was not too mad at the guys, they took off as they pleased. He expected Torrie to tell someone were she was. "Where the hell were you?"
"The guys took me to dinner and, you know Dom, this is none of your business."
"Torrie you live here and I am responcible for your well being. You taking off with no one knowing were you are is not respectful."
"Dominic, I didn't even tell my dad my every move. Why should I tell you. I was out with two of your best friends. How can you object to that."
"You should have told someone you were going out atleast." He was not going to give in on this matter.
"Fine, I'll leave a note saying I went out next time."
Dom nodded and Torrie pushed past him and stuck out her tongue and made a face when he could not see her. She went downstairs to hang out with the guys for awhile, to relax and calm down before bed. She was very angry at him. Dom figured the next day was gonna suck.