Story: Trailer of Surprises (chapter 9)

Authors: Jdwheels

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Chapter 9

Title: Chapter 9 - Release my soul

[Author's notes: Even when you are low, the one that you love always pick you up.]

Chapter Nine - Release my soul

 

 

The heat came fast and furious. By eleven thirty, it was now well over a hundred degrees with no sign of letting up. Even the air was heavy, as not even a small wind was blowing, making a hot day feel almost unbearable.

Libby finally came back to the house after a long while and came out to where I was sitting at the pool side. I knew that she had came back but did not even try to venture a look at her. It was like I just could not bring myself to... I felt so low at that point, I wanted to hide and never be found..

My pretty blonde cousin eyed me after calling out to me once, and apparently she had noticed that I did not even wave back. She took a few steps closer to where I sat and tried again.

" You bored with babysitting the kids yet?" She asked with a curious type of chuckle, trying to get me to laugh perhaps.

" Not really..." I said right back, but I could hear just how flat my own voice had came out.

" Not... Really?" Libby echoed back to me, with a question mark going along with it.

" Yeah...It’s fine." I said, again I heard my own flatness.

I could see out of the corner of my eye that Libby was standing there for a few moments, her expression was one of being totally dumbfounded. She hung where she stood for a moment and then turned and went into the house with the bags she was carrying, thankfully. I did not want to say what was wrong, to anyone... Especially to the girl that I so very much was in love with.

I made myself totally fix my gaze on the kids who were still splashing around in the water, fighting to keep my mask of normalcy on. I hoped that soon I could just blank all of this shit completely out of my mind by the time the pre-wedding supper got started this evening, because I did not want to ruin this wondrous time for my Aunt... or hurt my beautiful Libby because of my pain.

Libby came back out of the house again about ten minutes later. Even out of the corner of my eye, I could see that there was a determined look set on her lovely angular face. I swallowed hard and kept my eyes from wandering over to see her properly, but I saw that she was now very close to where I was. I stayed very still, thinking that somehow, the girl knew that something was up

I knew that Libby was only about twenty feet away from me, but never once did I let myself look at her. I could not let myself do that, because my put on smile was not going to hide what I was feeling for long... and neither was my Oscar award winning little act of being alright either. I needed the time to try and push this down, so I could feel if I could function like normal and not ruin what was suppose to be a celebration of love and coming together just because of what David had done.

Libby stood there for a few moments more, then she walked straight up to me and started to pull me out of my chair. I did not even fight it, and rose to my feet while never once making eye contact. I tried to look away, but the closeness that she stood to me, made that pretty much impossible to do.

Libby placed herself directly in front of me, her arms were crossed as she forced me to be look right at her, her blue eyes were trying to read my face..

" What is wrong here?" She asked directly, while making me look at her. " You won’t even look at me..."

" Nothing..." I said, my voice still sounding so flat, even tough I was trying hard to mask things out.

" Don’t seem like it to me.. Not in the least..." She said, keeping me looking right at her. " I can tell something is not right."

" I don’t want to talk about it..." I said turning my head away more, blurting it out in one fast sentence then forcing myself to stop talking and look a little past her.

She moved again so she was again right in front of my face, making it not an option for me to look past her and avoid her gaze. Libby stared right into my eyes, but I shifted my gaze downwards and away from her scrutiny.

" Your acting like you are avoiding me or something?" She said, now more pleading than what she was. " From how you are acting, I know that there is something going on with you..."

" I said I don’t want to talk about it..." I said a second time with a sharper tone, my mask was feeling like it was starting to slip. " Just let me be..."

She eyed me for a moment after I had spoken, then began pulling me away from where we stood. I resisted being pulled off a little this time, but she was so damned determined of a person, dragging me away from the pool.

" Come on... we are going into the trailer... we are goin’ to talk, and get to the bottom of this!" She said, looking at me with her wonderful blue eyes.

Into the trailer she pulled me, and pulled me quite forcefully. I wanted to pull away and run off to hide fore a bit, but she was serious about getting to the bottom of what was bothering me, and I was scared that she just might get it out of me... but I did not want to say it and ruin such a festive occasion like this.

She closed the trailer door once we were in, and then stood there. She made firm eye contact with me, while I tried to look past her, but she moved back into my line of sight with a purposeful look in her eyes.

" Come on... out with it now that we are away from out family here..." She said, peering at me with that look like she was really serious about knowing. " I don’t think your made at me, but I can tell when something is really wrong..."

" No..." I said, less than convincingly as it came out more like a weak breathed whisper.

" No?" She echoed back.

" No..." I said again, but it was a little weaker than the first time.

Libby eyed me, her face showing this deep down worry that was growing in those sky blues of hers. She leaned in closer and made me look at her again, this time not letting me turn away

" What is the matter.. You seem... scared.." She said, her voice warbling with a touch of fear.

" Please... I don’t want to... get into it..." I said, now my voice was barely up into a whisper.

She moved close to me and drew me into her with an embrace. For a second, I fell into her body like a frightened little girl, then I shot back and away from her. I happened to glance at her face, there was a look of shock there.

" Now I know that something has happened." She said, after her shock had wore off from me moving away from her. " C’mon... out with it."

I turned to try and not look at her, I could feel my tears fighting to come. I fought to keep my mask up, so I could not have to tell what happened in the playhouse... but the dam had already started to rupture. I collapsed on my trailer bed and began sobbing like crazy, which never was me. Libby shot to the bed and instantly was sitting there, arms flung around me and holding tightly against her as I cried.

" What the hell happened?" She whispered to me gently, while stroking my back lightly.

" It’s... bad..." I sobbed, feeling so small at the moment... and hated that I was feeling that way.

" What... what is it?" She asked drawing me in closer to her, but I never answered except to weep a little harder.

Suddenly I felt her body stiffen as she held me. I froze in her arms, wondering what was going on.

" Did David do something to you..." Libby asked me, her voice was so clear and strong. She had figured it out somehow.

Whether it was her soft embrace wrapping me in it wonderful tenderness, the feeling of love I was feeling coming from her or just that I could not stop myself... I started to literally exploded. Crying, I came out with what had happened in the playhouse only hours ago, leaving nothing out. It just all came out with unexpected ease, my tears also doing the very same..

Libby said nothing and just held me tight... simply listening to me as I pored out what had happened... baring my injured soul to her. It was like she was getting me to release my beat up soul to the world once again... all just by taking the time and love, to just listen. As I released it all, it was becoming clear that I felt like I was becoming myself once more.

After I was done, she held me for the longest time. She kissed me on the head a few times as I wrapped myself around her. The feelings that I had been having all morning, were now melting away.

" Damn him!" She spat a few times over, her voice holding this great wall of anger back. " I knew that fucker was capable of this type of shit... but at out Aunt’s wedding.... Fuck him!!"

" I’m sorry..." I said softly into her chest, where I had buried my face.

She let me go a little so she could look into my face. Her face was painted with this shocked look, as she shook her head vigorously.

" Do not say that your sorry... you don’t have to be sorry for David trying to rape you..." She said with her eyes locked on to mine. " Not now... not ever!"

" But..." I stammered, trying to explain myself to her.

Libby shook her head again very hard and made me look right at her, putting both hands on either side of my face.

" You have nothing to be sorry for... He tried to force himself on you... for his own pleasures..." She said.

" I know... but..." I stammered.

" Let me ask you.. Were you horny or asking for any of this in any way when he grabbed you and did all of this?" She asked me, very bluntly.

I stopped and shook my head, that was far from what I had been feeling when he threw me up against the wall and half undressed me. I was afraid as he ripped my bottoms off of me, scared as he threw me down... not horny. For a second, I was hurt by the allegation that I had been horny and wanted him to do this... but instantly I saw that she was not asking this for that sort of reason.

" Why...no..." I said, seeing now what she was trying to get through to me.

" Has he tried other things like this before? I know he has with me many times..." She continued on so straightforwardly. She giggled and looked at me. " Let’s say that he got a surprise knee instead, back then.."

" Yes..." I said, telling the truth, while laughing at the image of Libby kneeing him in that special place on a boy.. " He has..."

" More than once, I take it?" She prodded.

" Yes." I said, seeing that she believed me.

" Then you had nothing to do with encouraging him to do what he did...." She said firmly. " This was about him being in control, about him trying to show his dominance over you... not about anything else but. The fact that he threatened to expose us like he did... says something."

" He’s afraid that I will..." I said, the whole thing dawning on me.

" Precisely." She said. " He’s a fucking coward... always has been."

I found myself now having my shame leaving me, my anger now was beginning to taking over. Libby was right, he had always tried to be the one who dominated everybody. I just looked into her face, finally able to do it.

" What can we do then." I asked, wanting him to pay for this.

Libby kissed me sweetly on the cheek, her eyes already showing that she had thought it over already.

" Wish we could... but because nobody saw him enter that playhouse of yours, he has the upper hand right now." She admitted. " Going to your parents or his parent might not work ... neither would the cops, without any evidence."

" Nothing? We cant do nothing?" I asked, a little shocked that my wonderfully angry girl would say that.

She looked at me, her face showed the seriousness of what ever she was going to say next to me.

" For now, we cant do anything..." She started with a little shake of her head, her face showing that she hated that little piece of reality. " But I have a feeling that someday very soon... he will get what he deserves."

" What do you mean?" I posed, not quite getting what she was getting at. " Are we going slam him or something?"

She shrugged her shoulder a little, but this time she was giggling when she did it.

" I have this hunch that he will get what he has coming to him, and big time..." She said.

" Until then what can I do to that bastard?" I said, wanting some form of revenge quicker than that.

She looked at me and sighed, her eyes seemed to sparkle as she did.

" The way that you can get back at him for now... show him that even though you cant say anything, you are not afraid of him." She smiled. " Show him that you have strength.. The strength that I know you not only have, but that he does not know."

I looked deep into Libby’s eyes, and I knew now that he had did this to try and break me mentally... and saw that he had been doing that for many years with his actions towards me. My beautifully gorgeous gal had shown me that he had never truly broken me... because of her love for me, and my renewed sense of myself... that was now so clear. I vowed right then, never to let him try that ever again.

I kissed her squarely on the lips, as we hugged one another hard.

" We should get back out there and do what we have to do..." I said blushing while having other ideas, float around in my head being more than aware of her firm body was up against mine. " Unfortunately!"

" Yeah... unfortunately..." She smirked, her hand playfully tweaking my left breast. " We will have to ‘wait’ until later for the unfortunate to happen."

" Promise?" I felt myself smile at her, as I boldly tweaked her back, but right at the juncture of her long legs..

" Yup!" She winked as she giggled because of my hand between her legs, kissing me one last time

We laughed and hurried back out, so I could make sure the kids were not drowned... or drowning others. I returned to watching over the kids until it was time to dress up for the supper, while Libby hurried off to help out with some things. I now felt better, stronger. My urge to hurt the lad was still there and very real, but I knew that I would have my revenge on David in one form or another.. As did Libby. I could not wait for that.

As I resumed my babysitting duties, I noticed that David was lurking around in the back yard. He seemed to be hanging around for a reaction from me, always looking over and smirk at me. His eyes were telling me that he was rather pleased with himself, but there was something else in his eyes... something that I already knew how to exploit on him. I saw his weakness, and it was simply himself.

Every time David gave me that look of pure smugness, I simply returned it to him by flashing such a sweet style of smile and a little wave... while never hiding my look of defiance I knew I also was showing him. It was soul redeeming, as I watched how his face went white every time, because I purposely locked my eyes onto his and showed that I had no fear.

Every time I did that to him, it seemed to be causing him to quickly spin and go off in the other direction rather fast. He would just hurry off and be gone for awhile, to hide in some dank hole like the rat he was.

It was a fitting little bit of revenge to have him know that I was not broken.. But I was seeing by the franticness that his eyes seemed to have in them every time now...that I was making him crack a little. I could see now how much of a fucking coward he was.

"It’s good for the fucker!" I snuffed to myself.

I was enjoying making that asshole squirm.

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