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CHAPTER6
Nixon
“Masterson! Get the fuck away from my daughter.” I halt, throwing my head back, groaning. Do I take a chance on getting my ass kicked? No. Even I know Brylan would kill me.
I walk over to the women, dropping down by my aunt and laying my head on her shoulder. “What’s wrong with you?” she asks, her voice a bit slurred.
“My mom’s mad at me and so is my best friend.”
“You got that right!” My mom raises her glass in a salute.
“Mom, please. I’m hurting here.”
Her eyes soften as she scoots close to me, kissing my forehead. “It’s okay, honey. All men are stupid.”
“Amen,” is echoed around the table and I knew I came to the wrong people. They were the she-woman men haters, and I was caught in the crossfire. “Your uncle Vince got me thrown in juvie,” Aunt E says, casting a glare to Uncle Vince.
Fuck, now they were gossiping. “Your dad let me get kidnapped by his own uncle.” I turn to my mom with wide eyes. The fuck?
“Brylan sold me.” My eyes go to Jessica. What?
“You’re not old enough to know what Jackson did.” Makenna pats my hand. Again, what the fuck is wrong with this dysfunctional family?
“I’m going to head out.” Not literally, but I was leaving this circle. I get tons of kisses on my face from each mom. They are so wasted.
Sneaking by Brylan, I make my way into my uncle's house, but then I stop. Right by the door, Easton has his tongue in my girl’s mouth. I don’t think, I react. Grabbing him by the collar of his shirt, I throw him outside into the yard. “You got a death wish, cousin?” Fucker smiles at me.
Landing on top of him, I throw a one-two combo punch at him. Two hits to the ribs, one to the eye. “Aye!” my dad yells as Easton laughs.
“Nixon, stop!” Monroe screams, but I can’t stop punching the fucker. He finally lands a punch to my lip, splitting it open. Then I’m being lifted off of him.
“What the fuck is going on?” My dad pushes my chest.
“Nothing.”
“Oh, yeah, that looked like fucking nothing to me. Go ahead, lie to me.”
“He had his tongue down my… down Monroe’s throat.” My dad squints his eyes at me, sighing.
“You had your dick down my best friend’s throat!” Monroe hisses at me.
My dad looks at me, eyes wide. I shrug. Couldn’t deny it.
“Fucking hell,” my dad murmurs.
I spit blood at my feet, finally looking over at Monroe. She is on the verge of crying. I curse softly under my breath. “Ma fille, come here. Please.” She stares at me for a moment, but then she slowly walks over. I wrap my arms around her, breathing in her scent. Fuck, I missed this. I hold her tight as she grips me tighter. “I missed you, so much,” I whisper in her hair, giving it a small kiss. She doesn’t say anything. Pulling back to look down at her, I sweep a tear from under her eye. “Best friends?” I ask. She nods, eyes untrusting, but still, I smile.
