Forbidden Love - Segment 19

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Segment 19 – Daddy’s Calling
POV: Emily
Word Count: 4584
Warnings: Mild Violence, nothing major.
Authors note: Special thanks to koolies20 for inspiring this segment.



September 4, 2007 – Atlanta, GA (Tuesday)

 We had arrived at 4 am; Amanda picked me up at 4:30 from the hotel. I was not staying with them tonight and would return the next day for the show. She took me to her apartment where we both slept for a few hours before getting up and making rounds to see people. The town had changed very little since I left, a few new places but otherwise the same. I saw friends and her family and Craig’s, but not mine. Christopher and I had spoken several times since he showed up and while he insisted that I not come here, I told him I was. We spent the whole day visiting, talking, shopping just a little bit, having lunch and dinner with people and then we caught a movie. We returned to her apartment afterwards and after opening some wine coolers we sat down.

“You look tired.” Amanda said.

“Well, we rode so long and while I slept quite a bit it just seems to not help.”

“It’s the riding probably. How is it being on tour?”

“Being able to watch the shows sometimes is very nice. There was one venue that had extra people helping us, so they let me view the whole show. If nothing else, I have memorized every single song because I have heard it so many times. The lack of showers bothers me but it’s not that bad. Boredom is the biggest problem but really there so good at keeping me occupied it’s insane.”

“I bet Zac can find ways to keep you occupied.” Her smile was huge after that one.

“Actually, that’s not as possible as you’d think it might be. Literally the only private places are the bunks and the bathroom, neither of which are very big and then there are three other men on the bus. So…I tend to avoid that. Hotels make it easier sometimes but generally by that point we’re so tired it’s not worth it.”

She giggled. “At least you get to spend time with them all. You said Ike was teaching you to play the guitar?”

“Yes. Zac’s been teaching me the drums when he can. I pretty much knew the piano already.”

“You seem a little down though, is something wrong?”

I took a sip of the wine cooler. “Not really but Zac’s been talking to Kate quite a bit and the downside to the bus is there like 60 or so feet and that’s as far as I can go. Generally, it’s more like 20 feet. I know he has to keep up the appearance with her but…”

“Sometimes it doesn’t seem like its fake?”

“Yeah. It’s not like every time he talks to her but I can hear it.”

“The lust phase is wearing out Emily, you are wondering now if there is more and what are you coming up with is not what you can see happening.  I’m not going to lecture again, I think by now you’ve had enough. But, I think the lack of sex is helping you both.”

“No, lack of sex with him is making him ill and pissed off most the time.” We both laughed.

“Well, he’ll have some time today to work on that on his own. When do you have to be back?”

“Taylor told me before I left that I could miss the unloading but I had to be there with enough time to set up, so at least by four tomorrow.”

“Good, we can visit a few early. You’ve been talking to Christopher, what about the others?”

“I told him he could give them the number, Aaron sent me one text message and simply told me he loved me and wanted to talk more when we had time. The older three haven’t sent anything yet.”

“I always felt Aaron and Christopher were closer to you.”

“Yeah. In any event maybe we should crash so I can be somewhat useful tomorrow.”

She smiled and we both went to bed.

September 5, 2007; Wednesday

  We had gotten up early, got breakfast and then made more trips to visit people. I sent Aaron a message to ask if he was available, he replied that he had to work with a frown face, but I told him it was ok. We were at Amanda’s apartment building; she came by to get her concert tickets before we headed back to Atlanta. I told her I’d wait and I was standing beside her car stretching knowing I’d be standing for a bit when I got back. I saw the car pull in and heard the car door, but it was an apartment complex so that was not new. I got my phone and sent Zac a message.
(Zac's in bold)

We’re about to leave and head to Atlanta. Amanda is getting her passes now.

Thank god! Taylor and Isaac are driving me insane!

Why you? I told Taylor this morning I’d be back around 4ish.

It’s not anything to do with you, but there just driving me insane.

I smiled. Baby, they cannot drive you insane. For starters that is MY job and for second, you are already insane!

I should laugh, but I don’t think that was meant as a compliment.

Maybe, anyway we should be back soon. I’ll see you then.

He sent an ok reply and I put my phone inside my bag in the car and rose up. I felt someone there and turned around.

“Hello Emily.”

I didn’t move from where I was standing and all I could do was stare at the grey eyes, he was not Christopher or was he one of my
brothers.

“Daddy?”

“It’s nice of you to visit, but you didn’t really visit anyone in your family. I am sure Joshua or George would have wanted to see you, what about Jason or Aaron?”

It did not escape that he failed to mention Christopher. I really had no words because all I could remember was being hit that night and leaving, hearing how Adam would be so good for me. I just stood there. It was the pain in my arm that kind of brought me out of my trance; he had a very tight grip on my upper left arm. I tried to pull away from him and couldn’t.

“Let go of me.”

“No. You are coming with me.”

“No I am not. I have a job to get too.”

“What are you there personal slut to ride with them? I suppose you’re fucking them all now. I will not allow that to happen anymore.
You are coming home with me right now.”

He was pulling me across the parking lot roughly by my arm and no amount of protesting changed his mind or made him stop dragging me to his car. I kept trying to pull away but I’d forgotten how strong he was, his grip on my arm felt like a vice grip. I couldn’t get in the car though.

“Let me go! I am not your property anymore.”

“No. You’ll be Adam’s by the end of the night. The preacher is already there at the house.”

“I’m not signing anything for you or him. I am not marrying him.”

“You will Adam assures me you’ll sign the papers.”

For some unknown reason that pissed me off, how was someone going to ensure I would sign? I was not some lab rat or slave. It took everything in me to stop him from pulling me, to try for once to stand my own ground and not rely on Craig or anyone else.

“I am not marrying Adam!” I screamed.

It was sudden and quick, but the stinging and pain would surely last for a while and it was his hand digging into my jaw to direct my attention to him that brought back the memories of before my 16^th birthday.

“You will never scream at me again little girl. I am your father and you will do exactly what I tell you to.” He growled.

I felt the stinging in my eyes and the overwhelming wish that I had stayed out of Georgia. I heard Amanda’s laugh and diverted my eyes to her direction, she was coming down the bottom set of steps and someone was with her, the closer they got to the bottom the more I realized who was with her. He was pulling me toward the car again and all I could think about was what Adam would do to me, so I screamed for my brother, instead of just staying quite and letting them decide I screamed for his help. It got a second pretty hard slap to the face which actually knocked me to the ground. I laid there a moment wondering if I could stay up but I saw two sets of feet in front of me.

“Get away from her.” Christopher said.

“She is my daughter Christopher; now move out of my way before I make you.”

“No. You are not taking her back to Adam. I will not allow you too.” I knew that voice too.

“Get out of my way!” Dad screamed.

Neither of them backed down both stood in front of me. Amanda wisely stayed clear, he wouldn’t think twice about hitting her either. I wisely stayed on the ground where I couldn’t be hit again. I know he swung at Christopher but I was as shocked as Christopher when our father fell to the ground.

“I do not care what your reason is, what you believe or why you think Adam is better for her but you need to stay the hell away from her. I am not standing by while you treat her like Mom. Emily is not the reason Mom died, you are. You hit her after Emily was born because she told you she was having another son. George saw you hit her! You are the reason and you are not blaming Emily any longer.”

I stayed down but it felt like time ticked by slowly, he’d hit our mother after she had me? Why would he do that? She’d just had a baby! I saw him get up but he did not advance on them or me, he didn’t even look at me he just walked to his car and got in and pulled out of the parking lot.

Aaron kneeled down in front of me and got my hand. “Emmy are you ok?”

I looked over at Christopher, he looked rather surprised too. “Why are you here?”

He smiled at me. “I was going to text you and see if I could take you back, was pulling in when he hit you, I saw Christopher running across the parking lot.”

He helped me up and Amanda came over. She was looking at the side of my face. “Zac is going to have a conniption fit when he sees you. Are you ok? Do you need to go inside for a moment?”

“Yeah, I uh need to change cloths now I won’t have time when we get there and I think my elbow may have gotten scraped.”

I got my phone as I passed the car and got clean cloths, I did not want to worry Zac otherwise Taylor and Isaac would be mad at him, so I told him traffic was hell and we might be a little late. He said ok to that. We went to her apartment where I changed and Aaron bandaged my arm up. There was a nasty bruise on my arm and the left side of my face was pretty red as well.

“I can’t believe he’s still fucking trying!” Christopher said.

“Aaron.” I said.

He looked at me. “Yes?”

“What did you mean by he hit mom after she had me? What were you talking about?”

Christopher looked at him too, as did Amanda.

“George told me after you left home. He kept blaming you and we believed that Mom died because you did something when you were born that caused her to bleed out. It’s what he kept telling us. George was in therapy for the abuse and during a session he remembered being at the hospital when you were born, he was eight at the time and he remembered seeing dad punch her in the abdomen, saying she lied about having another son, that he didn’t want a daughter. It wasn’t long after that the doctors said she hemorrhaged; she was fine Emily there was nothing wrong with Mom. He hit her and George believes when he did he did something that caused the problem. Maybe it was because you were a few hours old, he couldn’t be sure but he said it wasn’t your fault.”

“He told you it was my fault?”

“Yes. We tried to protect you the best we could because he never was kind to women. I didn’t realize how bad it was until you were older. Realized that he told us not to play with you as roughly but it didn’t stop him from hitting you just as hard if not harder. George, Justin, and Jason are afraid that you hate them it’s why they haven’t called you. They remember holding you for him to hit you, remember how you begged them not too and how badly you cried when he was done. They’re afraid you hate them for doing that.”
Christopher snorted and I looked at him.

“Why did Dad not say your name? He said the other four would want to see me, but not you.” I asked.

“Dad didn’t know you lived in Oklahoma, he thought you were somewhere in Florida. The article triggered his memory and it dawned on him why I moved and just how close I was to you there. He also knows I’ve been fucking around with men so I’m pretty much dead to him now.”

I nodded. “Guys we need to go or she’s going to be very late. She’ll already have to explain to Zac, god help me I promised to keep her safe, he may not bitch me out.”

“He won’t, but um…there’s a small problem.”

“What’s that?” They asked.

“Taylor and Isaac don’t know about my past or anything about it. They don’t even know I have brothers. I wasn’t expecting to reunite with any of them. They’re going to question this too.”

“Address it when it occurs, but we have to go right now.”

“Are you two coming?” I asked.

“No.  I’m going to find the other three and have a talk with them. Christopher are you?”

“No. I have to be on a plane in a few hours, I only came out because I was worried he may do something stupid. Although, I am sure
Zac would protect her.”

“Isn’t he married?” Aaron asked.

“Yes.” Amanda and Christopher said.

He looked at me. “Please, just tell me you’re not like some tour bus sex slave or something weird like that.”

I laughed and even though it hurt it was worth it. “No. I’m only sleeping with one of them.”

“Emmy…”

“Grown up, can do what I want or in this case, sleep with whoever I want.”

“Point taken. Amanda drive safely and Emmy don’t go outside alone tonight. He’s liable to realize we’re not there and try again.”

“I’ll make sure there with me.”

I gave them hugs and Amanda started to ask for a picture but changed her mind. She let us out and they went their separate ways and she and I went to the venue. I lucked out that by the time I arrived, it was late and they didn’t have time to see me. I sent them all a text and said I was there, because it was close to opening. Ariel asked about my face but I didn’t say anything to her, she had set up well alone but I did the final touched and finished moments before they opened the venue doors. I fended questions about the forming bruise and after it was caught up I joined Amanda at the balcony for the end of the show. She and I sat there and talked for a little bit after the show and she stayed with me while we packed up what merchandise was left. I cleared her for the security people too to stay. She went out with me the four trips I had to make and when I couldn’t avoid them anymore she went with me. Zac’s back was to me at first until Taylor gasped and then he turned around, I didn’t expect him to really react with his brothers there and crew, it was why here was best. But I saw it in his eyes the moment they landed on me. He was across the room and then he was right in front of me, moving my hair gently to see the full extent of the bruising. His touch was soft and sweet.

“Who hit you? Was it Christopher?”

I got his hands. “No, it was my father Zac. He showed up at Amanda’s right after I text you, he was trying to get me into his car and I refused. I screamed at him and he hit me and when he had my jaw I saw Amanda with Christopher so I screamed for him to help me, which got the second hit.”

“What did Christopher do?”

“They stopped him, Christopher and Aaron, he was coming to see if he could bring me back and saw him hit me and then saw Christopher. Aaron hit him and he left. I would have told you sooner but I did not want you to worry about me, any of you. Amanda took good care of me afterwards.”

By then Taylor and Isaac were on either side of Zac, both looked a little concerned at him. “Who are Christopher and Aaron?” Taylor asked.

I looked at him. “There my older brothers.”

“You have siblings?” Isaac asked.

I nodded at him. “I have five older brothers, no sisters. It’s a complicated story and right this moment we don’t have time for it, because we need to finish packing. It’ll be a nasty bruise for a week or so but it should be fine. I will explain to you both tonight once we’re traveling.”

“Ok.” Taylor and Isaac said. They proceeded to leave the room but Zac stood right where he was.

“What did he want with you?”

Amanda put her hand on my shoulder. “Her father hasn’t apparently given up on her being with Adam.  Christopher told us to be around someone until she’s out of the state. It’s why I am still here.”

Zac actually kissed my forehead. “Stay inside the building and I’ll walk you to the bus when we’re done. Amanda I’ll have a crew member walk you to your car or pull it up for you.”

We both nodded and then moved away to finish packing. But, I needed to be out so she went with me twice to ensure the merchandise was loaded properly. I took a box of t-shirts out and she was behind me, I put the box up and marked the outside and turned but Amanda was not outside. It was fine though. There were fans near the front of the bus so people were around. I went ahead and counted the last box to verify if I needed to order more before the next show. I was lying across Zac’s drum boxes counting a box of shirts, almost done when I heard someone in the trailer.

“I’m almost done!” I said.

“That’s a good view actually, you can just stay there.”

I snapped my head around to look at him, it wasn’t Zac. I carefully moved off the box, leaving the box where it was.

“What are you doing here Adam?”

“I came to see you honey, it’s been a long time. You haven’t changed very much although I can tell the parts of you that have changed.”

I started for the opening he’d left to the right but he blocked my path. “Where you going so quickly Emily?”

“I need to get back inside, there waiting for me to come in with the count.”

I moved left and so did he. “Actually, you should be quitting I don’t approve of you working for them. I don’t like how close the younger one is to you, how much time you spend alone with them on that bus. I can image the great nights you’ve had with them all.”

I slapped him as hard as I could. “I am NOT sleeping with them! You need to get your facts very straight before you accuse me of doing anything. What I do is none of your business. It will never be your business.”

He looked somewhere to the left for several moments before he turned his focus to me. “I am not your father Emily, he loves you and uses restraint but you can bet that will be the last time you ever hit me.”

His grip on my arm was stronger than my father’s, right over the same spot as well.  “You better listen, you are coming with me and we are getting married tonight. Then, I’ll work on your obedience issue.”

In the dark all I could see was his face, but then there was another arm that came around his neck and I could see the defined muscles in the sleeve tighten up; Adam let me go to focus on the arm around his neck. I watched as Zac backed him out of the trailer and then he slung him to the ground away from me.

“I don’t know who you are, but you will not be touching her. She is going nowhere with you.” Zac said.

“She is going with me.” Adam got back up; physically they were about the same height and weight. But I didn’t want Zac to get hurt because of me.

Adam started toward me but Zac blocked him. “She is not leaving with anyone but us. Just leave before I call the police.”

“She is coming with me; I don’t care who you are or who you call.”

I walked to Zac. “He’s not worth it Zac.”

“Of course I am baby, you should be coming with me anyway, enough of this.”

“Go inside Emily.” Zac said.

I got in front of him, put my back to Adam. “No. I am not letting you do this. He’s not worth it Zachary.”

For a moment I thought he was going to give in to me and come inside, but when he roughly shoved me out of the way causing me to fall, I was confused he’d never did that before. I sat up and found Zac had attacked him, if I had any doubt that Zac couldn’t handle himself he was proving me wrong. Zac was screaming at him to leave me alone, to not come around me anymore. It wasn’t too much longer before Taylor and Isaac were trying to pull him off of Adam, I marveled at how effortlessly Taylor ducked to avoid being punched in the face. It was obviously not the first time they’ve pulled him back. But he was fighting them very hard, I saw the grimace on Isaac face, I only assumed he got hit somewhere.

“Zachary.” I called.

He stopped fighting them and looked at me, maybe realizing he’d shoved me out of the way it was when he moved his focus to me and not Adam. Giving Daniel and Jamal a chance to see about Adam, who was bleeding pretty badly, I was certain he had a busted lip and a broken nose from the angle. Taylor and Isaac finally let Zac go and he came to me.

“Are you ok?” he asked.

“Yeah, why the hell did you shove me aside and attack him?”

“He was coming after you from behind; I was not letting him touch you again. Did he hurt you?”

“Not really, just deepened the bruise on my arm.”

He helped me up, it wasn’t that fans had not noticed the fight, most just weren’t sure who was involved until afterwards and none had any idea why. Adam shoved his way away from the other two and stormed off into the night. I guess he’d never gotten his ass beaten before.

“Zac, what the hell?” Taylor asked.

“He was trying to make her go with him, I was about to come inside but he was advancing on her from behind and I wasn’t going to let him take her.”

“We need to get inside.” Daniel said.

We listened and went inside; Amanda was waiting by the door, vice grip around me for several moments. “I thought they’d taken you!
I was following and got lost and then I couldn’t find you.”

“I’m fine. Isaac are you ok? I saw you grimace.”

“Oh yeah, my ribs are fine I think. I think it was an elbow that got them.” He replied.

Zac went to wash his hands and make sure he wasn’t hurt. We finished loading the trailer from there and by 1:30 we were ready to go. Zac was fine and the others were also. Two crew members walked Amanda to her vehicle across the parking lot; she then drove them back to the door and left to go home. I was waiting on Zac when Christopher called me.

“Hey, what’s up?”

“I’m just curious really, did Adam come there tonight?”

“Yes.”

“I am pretty sure you did not give him the black eye or the busted lip. George sent me a picture and questioned if I had or Aaron.
Which, neither of us was there, and George said Adam refuses to tell them who did it.”

I giggled. “He doesn’t want to admit that he got beat up by Zac Hanson. How bad is he?”

“Broken nose for sure, busted lip and two black eyes so far. There is also a bruise on his mid-section, I presume where Zac held him down.”

“I wasn’t sure, I was a little stunned during most of it. We’re about to leave now.”

“I’m already home, I just got the message.”

“Ok, thank you.”

“No problem Emmy.”

 Zac walked me to the bus along with Taylor and Isaac and then they signed autographs for the fans left waiting.  Once they got on the bus, settled in, and we were on our way to the next city I sat down with them and explained to Taylor and Isaac what happen in my past and showed them some photos of my brothers that were on my laptop. They seemed suspicious that Zac knew the story, but didn’t ask him about it.

Zac attacking Adam made me think about whether he did care more about me that I believed. But, really, wouldn’t he defend any female against someone like Adam? He really gave Taylor and Isaac no answer when they asked him why, just that it was the right thing to do.  I would have the bruises for a few days but dealing with the reality of how my father felt may not be that easy. I finally broke down before going to bed and sent Craig pictures of the bruises and the picture of Adam that Christopher sent to me. He was not happy at all, but there really was nothing he could do but talk to me.