Desire Ch. 40 - Freedom

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Chapter 40 - Freedom
POV: Adam
Word Count: 2643

December 24, 2009

  It had been a long time since I set foot on Georgia soil and I was fucking happy as hell to be home and away from that wretched city. I was released yesterday and after a long ass bus ride I was finally home. I hailed a cab and gave him the address; she should be waiting for me. The cab dropped me off at her house and I walked to the door, it was just past noon when David answered.

“Adam! It’s been a while.”

“It has.”

I didn’t wait for an invitation inside, I knew I was welcome; I walked in and found the house to be very quiet. Considering it was Christmas Eve there should be more people here than just us, but then I saw Paul and if he was here then she had to as well as he was suppose to be watching her like a hawk.

I could still remember the first time I saw her, she was only a few days old, completely innocent. They were all grieving over the loss of their mother and his wife. They weren’t neglecting her, but it was obvious she upset them because Emily is a spitting image of her mother. She was such a gorgeous baby even to me then, as the years passed she became more gorgeous. I always felt so happy and alive when I was around her. Her brothers were always a problem though, especially George. Once he realized how turned on she made me he ran to daddy. If he’d only known then what his father was he wouldn’t have told him.

Sure, her father talked to me when his son came to him, what normal father wouldn’t? But, in the course of that conversation I learned that even then Emily had turned him on as well. Even still, David was very protective of Emily mainly because she looked like his deceased wife, a wife he pretty much killed. I wasn’t stupid; I knew at that time hurting Emily would make him kill me, she was four after all. I told him however what he needed to do with her, how he needed to push her and exactly what punishments she needed to be as obedient as the girls I provided were. He didn’t listen, insisting that his boys were obedient and she would be too. It wasn’t until her teenage years that he realized I had been right, but even then he didn’t do it right. By 16, she was smart, beautiful, and very disobedient.

I would have to change that.

I looked at David. “Where is she?”

His eyes flicked around before settling on me. “She’s not coming.”

“What do you mean she’s not coming? It is Christmas time and she came home last year.”

I noticed then the lack of decorations in the house. He hadn’t even put the tree up, which was odd for David because Christmas was his favorite holiday.

“She invited the boys out to Tulsa this year; she didn’t come home for Thanksgiving either and most of them went out to her.”

That was very unusual, because his boys regarded him highly normally, sure they knew about Kaelin but they didn’t know that he’d been there as well. They knew he liked young girls but didn’t know the devious thoughts that ran through his mind about his own daughter. I was processing the information I had been given, either Paul’s calls, e-mails, and the packages were scaring her or something else had occurred that I was not aware of.

We went to the living room and sat down; he had no presents or anything around either.

“Did you exchange with the boys before they went to Tulsa?”

“No.” he said.

That really shocked me, what the fuck had happened?

“David, what is going on? You didn’t decorate, no presents, and they all left.”

He looked at me and took a deep breath. “In May when they were here for George’s wedding she asked to get the photo albums to scan pictures of her and the boys, family pictures, and her mom. I agreed but there was a mix up in flights, so she asked to take them home.”

“You agreed?”

“Yes. She and Zachary came over before the flight and packed them up and took them back with them.  In September I went to get her album and couldn’t find it anywhere. I searched everywhere and then I remembered that she said she got her mother’s album, which was beside them.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing; he let them take pictures out of the house without anyone being here. How stupid could he be?

“She went through them that weekend and she found all three of the red albums and she flatly refused to give them back for any reason. She said neither of us deserved to have them.”

I looked at Paul.

“I tried to find them when I was inside the house in September, but I couldn’t find them anywhere.”

“So, Emily has all three of them. Surely you made copies of them?”

“No. I didn’t think I needed too and the last set you sent me I intended to make you a set but she got them before I could. It was why I was looking for them in September actually.”

“So what, she saw them it’s no big deal. I’ll get them from her. It doesn’t explain why there not here.”

“Because she called her brothers and confronted them, George confronted me and our conversation didn’t go so well. He’s more aware and because of that none of them are speaking to me. I spoke to Emily in October when I went out there to bring her back.”

“Apparently you weren’t successful in bringing her back.”

“No. That bastard had convinced her that I didn’t need to be at their wedding. He uninvited me himself and that was before he stomped my ass. I’d like to spend an hour alone with him and teach him some manners.”

“I’d like to help.” Paul said.

“What did he do to you Paul?”

“Besides beating the shit out of me at that retreat, he’s obnoxious and fucking protective as hell.”

“Well, he won’t be around for much longer. I am sure once she sees me she will come willingly. She is more aware of what I can do, right Paul?”

“Yes. I’ve sent the messages just like you told me too. Although, she stopped responding to them about mid-November, it tells me there read but she doesn’t reply.”

“Did you send them to that bastard too?”

“Yes. Until she started checking his messages, she was worried about stress apparently.”

That wasn’t good news to me, the purpose of the messages was to scare her and make her remember what I had done that week, make her understand that I can do so much more to her and I totally planned on it. But, she wasn’t here waiting for me and by the sounds of it; the messages had not totally done their job.

“You sent them just as I wrote, correct?”

“Yes.”

“So, she is not here. She is in Tulsa with her brothers where there celebrating Christmas?”

“Yes. She’s also with that bastard and his family.”

“Not a problem, I will just go get her. It can’t be that hard you can give me the address.”

“I’m afraid it won’t be that simple.” David said.

He handed me a small envelope which I opened, the card inside was a dark blue and it had silver writing and all I really seen was “wedding” and their names.

“What the fuck is this?”

“It’s a save the date card, I image she mailed them before she stopped talking to me.”

“For WHAT?!” I shrieked.

“Emily and Zac’s wedding, which is in three months at a location somewhere in or near Tulsa.”

“WEDDING?!” I screeched.

My attention went right to Paul, he’d not mentioned anything about a wedding and I was sure he had to know if her father did.

“Do you care to fucking explain why I was not told about this?”

Paul shrank back as I looked at him. “I was afraid you’d blow a gasket if I told you, it was important that you didn’t get added time.”

“WHEN was it announced?” I demanded

“They went public in July the week before her birthday. He asked her on her birthday after they left the song writing event, I couldn’t follow them where he took her. She accepted his proposal and they announced it when they came home. Added, it doesn’t appear that the wedding is a scheme or a ploy either, both of them are putting money down for it and I overheard her telling Amanda before I left that she had her dress ordered.”

“You should have told me! The entire plan needed to be adjusted!” I screamed.

Both of them kept silent and I walked out of the living room. That cock sucking bastard thinks he’s won her, thinks that he’ll marry her and they’ll live happily ever after. There was no way in hell he was taking her from me. The bastard already took her virginity from me, at least one of them; he would not take her forever. No, she was mine! I paced the hallway before I returned to the living room.

“Show me the pictures you have without your fucking edits.”

Paul quickly got his laptop and handed it to me, opened to the right folder. I recognized some of them because I’d seen them while I was in jail. I noticed where he’d edited out her ring but he had a few fairly close up shots of the ring, which admittedly was nice. Then I came to a photo of Emily dressed like some whore, apparently it was Halloween.

“Is this really my Emily?”

“Yes. Their friend chose the costumes for them all.”

“No way in hell I would let her out of the fucking house in that.”

I finished the role with the last bit of her shopping for Christmas items, it was with Amanda.

“Surely you did not agree to give her away to that bastard did you?”

“No. I told her I wouldn’t.”

“Good.”

“He never fucking asked me if he could marry her, he asked her brothers and got their blessing. But, telling her no didn’t matter, sure it hurt he feelings but you don’t seem to have a firm grasp over the situation. She told me she didn’t want me there at all and that while she’d dreamed of that day, she didn’t want me there. She’s either going to walk that aisle alone or with one of her brothers.”

“Are you sure she would proceed without you?”

“Yes.  She hasn’t returned any of the calls, e-mails, or text messages. She’s basically cut me off like she did when she was 16.”

I looked at him. “That would have never happened if you had listened to me before. If you had been doing what I told you, but you said your way was better and you couldn’t.”

“You wanted me to tie her up and beat her until she submitted Adam, I couldn’t do that. George, Jason, and Joshua would have ripped her from me because she would have told them.”

“No she wouldn’t have, you were far too easy on her. Believe me David, if I had been able to keep her in that apartment all week, she wouldn’t have dared to tell a fucking soul. I couldn’t because of that cock sucker, I be damned if he’s doing it again.”

“She would have told them. I couldn’t do that.” He seemed defiant with me and god I hated that so much.

“I supplied you with your little obsession for many years with the understanding that when Emily turned 16 she would be mine. All you had to do was have her obedient enough to follow your orders and you couldn’t do that because you were afraid of what her brother would do to you. George is nothing David; he is your son and should be as obedient as your daughter. You failed to make any of your children obedient to you! Yet, you told me when she was four that you could have that control.”

He didn’t say anything because he knew I was right, I had fucking told him what to do!

“Show me the pictures, messages, and e-mails you have sent her Paul.”

He quickly moved and brought them up and I read them all, including her replies which honestly pissed me off because she was very certain that I couldn’t get to her. I considered what to do, because the engagement and being public was new and that did affect the outcome. It didn’t appear that she was scared at all.

“Continue to watch her Paul, carefully obviously. I will send the messages myself but I need eyes on her and I cannot risk being caught near her yet. Fucking restraining order in Tulsa prevents that. I want to know everything, do not keep shit from me.”

He nodded, I got the newest burner phone that he had and pulled up her number. I needed a message that was sure to simply ruin her day; I wanted hers to be destroyed as well.

Hello Emily. If the detectives haven’t told you, I wanted you to know I was out. It is sad that you’re not home for Christmas; I was looking forward to seeing you, all of you… I’ve been informed of your wedding and I am sorry, but that simply will not happen unless I am the groom. It is time to stop playing childish games, you are aware of what I am capable of and I am sure you can image exactly how much your body will hurt when I am done with you.

It was over an hour before a response came but it wasn’t what I expected, nor was it from whom I expected.

I’m sorry Adam; I promised her a great Christmas after your little fuck buddy stressed her out. Not that I am complaining while I’m holding her naked in our bed though. The only “groom” she will ever have is me. We’re not playing childish games, you are. We have a restraining order against you and rest assured I will have no problem breaking your nose again. Want some advice? Forget about Emily and move on because she is my future wife.

I read the message before the implication hit me full force, he’s said naked in our bed implying that the more stressed out Emily was the more she was having sex with him. As if he hadn’t taken enough from me, he was now rubbing it in my face?

“That fucking bastard.”

They both looked at me and Paul sighed. “Zac must have intercepted the message to her, he is very good at that and there are times where he has both of their phones.” Paul said.

I stared at him, yeah that would have been information I needed months ago as well, why was I surrounded by incompetent assholes?

“He’s good at standing in the way too.” David said.

Again, information I needed and was denied.

“Well, he can’t be there every minute of every day.”  I replied.

Paul looked at me. “He pretty much has been Adam. She doesn’t go anywhere without him and the only time he was away from her since your attack was Fool’s Banquet last year. But, he brought her with him to the second retreat. Even if Zac is not right under her ass, someone else who is just as protective is. It’s usually Craig or Christopher.”

“We shall see…”

I closed the screen and began making plans.