Page 17 of Cuffed Love
“You’re coming with me, right?”
“Damn straight I am. If all hell breaks out, Bruiser will handle it.” I wink at him, and he looks down at my woman.
“I got your back,” he says and vanishes into the back of the house. The man can move in silence like no one I have ever met.
With my hand in Othella’s, we walk to the front of the cabin and open the door. Glynna looks raving mad as Othella stands there, holding the door open. “What are you still doing here?”
“What’s the matter, Mother?” Othella bites back. Well, this may not go smoothly after all.
“I don’t want you here, Othella. It’s that clear. You were…” Glynna stops talking as she sees Clyde on the ground.
“What did you do?” she screams at Othella, and I step in front of her.
“You mean, what did Clyde try to do with Othella?”
Glynna’s face contorts in anger. “I’ll have your job for this.”
“What a threat, Mayor!” I laugh and watch as Othella steps up behind me and puts her hands on my back. Damn it, she’s scared of her mother. For all her bravery, this woman can bring Othella down to a scared little girl. That pisses me off to the point I’m seeing dots in my vision. Of all people to be scared of, it shouldn’t be your mother.
“I think you need to know that Clyde will be going to prison for his attempted assault, breaking and entering, and for what he’s done in the past.”
At the mention of the word “past,” Glynna whirls around and stares at me with dead eyes. “And what’s that supposed to mean?”
Othella steps around me and pulls up her shirt. There’s embarrassment on her face, but she stands there. “You know exactly what it means, Mother.”
There’s no love in Othella’s voice as she glares at her mother. Glynna laughs manically. “You can’t prove anything.”
Bruiser chooses that moment to step into the living room. “Well, ma’am, that’s not quite true. You see, your office has been under surveillance for quite some time. There were some things not quite right, and the governor’s office decided to step in.”
Utter silence. You could hear a pin drop in this place, but I wait by Othella to see how Glynna is going to react. “You all are crazy. I’ve done nothing wrong, and I have nothing to hide.”
Bruiser just stands there and gives me the smallest of nods to go ahead. Pulling the remote from my back pocket, the television comes on. The screen lights up the room with Glynna and Clyde talking about taking out Othella.
“Look, what we did when she was younger didn’t work. I want you to take her to a remote location, have your way with her, and then kill her. Make it look like suicide or something. Just get her out of my hair. With her here, it could raise questions.”
Glynna demands Clyde to do the deed and Clyde smirks. “Just like last time, we shipped her brother off to the military. Maybe I can ship her off to the slave trades. We don’t have to kill her.”
Clyde sounds like he doesn’t want to hurt Othella in a deadly way, but still, the slave trade? Dear God, they both deserve to be put in jail for a long time. Othella trembles next to me and I pull her into me.
“As you can see, ma’am, we have a conspiracy to commit murder charge and tax evasion to start. I’m sure my team is digging through the entire office and the archives to see what else we can find. But as of right now, you are under arrest.”
Glynna’s mouth opens in shock, but only for a second. “You!” she screams as she moves toward Othella. Bruiser stops her right before she reaches my ladybug.
Othella looks at Bruiser, happy to have him on her side, but then turns to her mother. “I used to believe that if I was a good girl, you’d love me. I can see how wrong I was about that. Even now, I tried to come home to patch things up. To see if you could at least tolerate me. You can’t and while it stings to know, I do know and I hate you. You treated me like dirt, but not anymore. Not even your name will save you now.”
I expected her to slap her mother but she doesn’t. No, my sweet girl turns to me and hugs me. “Can we go somewhere?”
Her question is so sweet and shyly asked. “Of course. Let’s get out of here.”
I pick her up and swing her over my shoulder. She screams but giggles as she slaps my ass. “You keep that up, and I’ll fuck you right here.” We make it to the bedroom just as Glynna is being read her rights, and the house starts crawling with the state police.
Epilogue
“Othella Enderson!”I stand up from my seat to my brother, Bruiser, and Noah hollering their delight in watching me cross the stage. The Dean of Education hands me my diploma, and I shake her hand.
It has been a wild month since my mother and Clyde were arrested. If it weren’t for my brother’s testimony, we wouldn’t have been able to get Clyde on the past assault charges. The tapes were missing. But even through all the drama, my grade point average didn’t drop one bit, and I graduated Summa Cum Laude.
That chapter of my life is now closed. Well, except on Tuesdays, when I go to my therapist with my brother to help us heal. I’m glad that Noah is by my side, too. He wouldn’t let me go back to class, though. Luckily, my professors allowed me to do online tests to finish out the semester. It was like pulling teeth to get Noah to agree to come out here to Florida for my graduation. I whittled him down with the promise of ocean sex. My blow jobs—per him—are life-altering, and he couldn’t help but to cave.
