More Trouble
Otis was on his way to the station to pick up his two stupid sisters. He used Rufus's tow truck because his truck was "in shop." Halfway to the station he changed his mind and went to get Cutter's truck instead. The man was going to be pissed off when he saw what happened to his car. After he got he car he would get his sisters. Otis found the car and discovered the damage was worse than he speculated. To say it was totaled would be an understatement. Even totaled looked better than this shit. He felt almost sorry for the girls. Almost. He stopped by Cutter's gas station to pick him up from work. The lazy ass didn't feel like walking his lazy ass home, but this time Otis didn't mind. He almost wanted to see what was going to happen when Cutter got ahold of the girls. Cutter was just closing shop and heading out when Otis pulled up. His eyes widened in disbelief, then a black rage took hold of those eyes. For the first time, Otis felt genuinely scared.
Meanwhile at the station
I saw my sister get let out to make her phone call. Of all the people she decided to call…Daddy. Mama would have been a better choice because Mama rarely yelled. She would calm Daddy down. I saw Baby pull the phone from her ear and could clearly hear Daddy's voice as if he was in the cell with us. "Yall stupid ass—I outta come over there and kick your damn balls in!" Ima come over there with Whitey, and shove my boot up both yer asses!" Baby put the phone down. Tears in her eyes she returned to her cell. "we're dead." She whimpered. I shuddered. I hated seeing her scared like this. I had never seen or heard daddy that mad before. Usually he stopped whatever shenanigans from us with a glare. For the first time ever, I was scared. We waited there until we saw Otis come in. I breathed a sigh of relief. That meant Daddy was home or still at work. As he signed the papers for our release he was strangely quiet. "I-is daddy—" Baby asked. Otis grimaced. "Cutter's in the truck. He ain't too happy none. I feel sorry for the both of ya." "does this mean he's pissed?" I asked nervously. Otis chuckled. "to say he's pissed is and understatement. I don't th ink there is a word for what he's feeling right now. But I suggest the next things that come out of your mouths be mother fuckin' Mark Twain shit coz its definitely gettin' chizzled on your tombstones." I groan. That meant BIG trouble. We walked to the car and briefly I wished that a stray bullet would hit me and my sister and take us both out.
We sat in the car for a moment before Cutter started yelling. First at Baby then me. When I saw baby burst into tears I lost it. "Hey, leave her alone Cutter!" I snarl. Daddy whirled around pointing a finger in my face. "I suggest you shut your yap. The way im feeling right now, if you want all your teeth you'll shut it.! He growled. I shrink back. Otis looks briefly at him. "hey cutter…" he starts. "YOU TOO!" Cutter warns. Otis shuts his yap. Baby is still crying. Cutter whirls around in his seat. "You ain't got no reason to be cryin!" Baby's breath hitches once…twice…then gets under control. Baby moves towards the door and motions me to move with her…we didn't' think daddy would hit us but just in case the tried something we'd be able to jump out of we had to.
The rest of the ride home was quiet. When we got home Daddy told us to go to ur room and stay there until dinner. We went without complaint. We heard Daddy telling Mama what had happened and Mama being Mama put her two cents in. I guess Mama had a way with daddy because he sounded like he was calming down. I saw Tiny peer in at us and give a sad apologetic smile. But he knew better than to interact with us. I heard Earl put his two cents in. "I would have beat them both within an inch of their lives." I heard Cutter issue a deadly warning. "Touch my girls and ill let Otis use you as a canvas." Otis grinned in agreement hoping that Earl would do something foolish so he could use Earl as a canvas.
Later that evening Mama came in with our dinner and explained why he acted the way he did. He didn't want us to end up dead and no one knowing what happened. And he was even more worried that Wydell would get us and even more trouble would happen. Apparently, someone found the body of the last rabbit we killed and called it in. being as it was on our property, naturally we were suspect. But they couldn't prove anything. Daddy himself came in and apologized for his behavior but gave us a stern warning. He didn't care if we got shitfaced drunk, as long as we did it at home. And if we did something like this again, well…lets just say there would be a good chance either of us would be getting much older, if you catch my drift.
We were grounded until the day before Halloween. Just in time to have new playmates come over. The ones that I remember most was Bill and this girl Mary Knowles. Oh, boy this was going to be fun.
Coming soon: Mary Knowles and her friends meet our Firefly family.
and in this fic Baby is 18 and Sydney is 13. I am keeping them at this age because its more fun to write everything out when they are young.