excited.
“Ivy, I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to go out tonight,” Jaxson said while approaching me slowly.
“Hell yes, it is!” Axel said and rubbed his hands together. “She needs someone to get her mind off Bo. Where are we going?”
“Dude, it’s Ivy. Not cool,” my cousin said to him.
I ignored both of them and pushed past them, heading for the door, only to be blocked by two of my uncle’s bouncers. They looked uncomfortable but determined.
“Let me through!” I shouted at them.
They crossed their arms in a way that would have been intimidating if I hadn't known they were softies at heart. They looked to my cousin who took one step and grabbed me from behind.
“Ivy! We have customers!”
“THEN LET ME THROUGH!”
I was suddenly airborne as Jaxson picked me up and attempted to carry me into the office. I screamed and flailed my arms and legs, fighting against him.
I saw several customers looking away from us, as if they were trying not to make it obvious they were watching my tempter tantrum.
Considering Jaxson probably had a good hundred pounds of muscle on me, my resistance against him was futile. He dropped me on the couch in my uncle's office and slammed the door behind us.
He bent over me and pointed his finger in my face. “I will lock you in this office for the rest of the fucking night if you don’t calm down!”
“SCREW YOU, JAXSON! LET ME OUT OF HERE!”
“NO! Not until you calm the fuck down. You are causing a scene, and we have customers!”
I fumed on the couch. “What the hell is your problem?”
“I’m not letting you go out tonight. You’re hurt and vulnerable and easy pickings for a guy looking for trouble.”
“So it’s okay for Bo to go out but not me?” I asked, sounding like a spoiled brat.
“It’s different, Ivy, and you know it.”
I stood up and got right up in Jaxson's face. “I’m going out with Kammy and you can’t stop me!”
“WATCH ME!” he shouted, as he walked out of the office and slammed the door behind him. I immediately ran to it and tried the handle, but it wouldn’t move, and the door refused to open.
What the hell had he done? I had no idea you could lock this office from the outside. I pulled the handle harder, still with no effect, and screamed with frustration. I kicked it several times before I heard Jaxson holler through the door, “If you break this door, you’re going to have to answer to Dad!”
“IF I BREAK THIS DOOR YOU’RE GOING TO HAVE TO PRAY I DON’T CASTRATE YOU!”
I heard the security guys laughing and I kicked the door a few more times, making it rattle, but the only result was a sore foot.
Dammit! Surely Uncle Paul wouldn’t let Jaxson keep me locked up in here all night. But if I called him, I’d have to explain why he locked me in here in the first place, and I didn’t want to go through that. I knew he would side with Jaxson.
I had told Aunt Suzy what had happened with Bo, of course, but the only thing Uncle Paul asked me was if I was okay and if he needed to beat anyone. I’m sure my aunt had filled him in on the details though, but I still didn’t want him to know I wanted to go out tonight and find someone to get Bo off my mind.
I paced the office with my arms crossed over my chest, looking around for a way out. I had spent a great amount of time in here during my life, but I never thought about having to escape from it.
There was one window to the outside, and it would be easy enough to pop the screen. The security system shouldn’t be a problem either since it was usually disabled while a manager was here. Usually either Jaxson or my uncle. The problem was the ten-foot drop to the sidewalk once I got out. Manageable, though. If I landed right, it shouldn’t hurt too much. If I landed right.
The absolute only other option out of this office was an air-conditioner vent in the wall. I could pop the metal vent cover off and shimmy through the duct that connected to the bathroom
“Ivy, I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to go out tonight,” Jaxson said while approaching me slowly.
“Hell yes, it is!” Axel said and rubbed his hands together. “She needs someone to get her mind off Bo. Where are we going?”
“Dude, it’s Ivy. Not cool,” my cousin said to him.
I ignored both of them and pushed past them, heading for the door, only to be blocked by two of my uncle’s bouncers. They looked uncomfortable but determined.
“Let me through!” I shouted at them.
They crossed their arms in a way that would have been intimidating if I hadn't known they were softies at heart. They looked to my cousin who took one step and grabbed me from behind.
“Ivy! We have customers!”
“THEN LET ME THROUGH!”
I was suddenly airborne as Jaxson picked me up and attempted to carry me into the office. I screamed and flailed my arms and legs, fighting against him.
I saw several customers looking away from us, as if they were trying not to make it obvious they were watching my tempter tantrum.
Considering Jaxson probably had a good hundred pounds of muscle on me, my resistance against him was futile. He dropped me on the couch in my uncle's office and slammed the door behind us.
He bent over me and pointed his finger in my face. “I will lock you in this office for the rest of the fucking night if you don’t calm down!”
“SCREW YOU, JAXSON! LET ME OUT OF HERE!”
“NO! Not until you calm the fuck down. You are causing a scene, and we have customers!”
I fumed on the couch. “What the hell is your problem?”
“I’m not letting you go out tonight. You’re hurt and vulnerable and easy pickings for a guy looking for trouble.”
“So it’s okay for Bo to go out but not me?” I asked, sounding like a spoiled brat.
“It’s different, Ivy, and you know it.”
I stood up and got right up in Jaxson's face. “I’m going out with Kammy and you can’t stop me!”
“WATCH ME!” he shouted, as he walked out of the office and slammed the door behind him. I immediately ran to it and tried the handle, but it wouldn’t move, and the door refused to open.
What the hell had he done? I had no idea you could lock this office from the outside. I pulled the handle harder, still with no effect, and screamed with frustration. I kicked it several times before I heard Jaxson holler through the door, “If you break this door, you’re going to have to answer to Dad!”
“IF I BREAK THIS DOOR YOU’RE GOING TO HAVE TO PRAY I DON’T CASTRATE YOU!”
I heard the security guys laughing and I kicked the door a few more times, making it rattle, but the only result was a sore foot.
Dammit! Surely Uncle Paul wouldn’t let Jaxson keep me locked up in here all night. But if I called him, I’d have to explain why he locked me in here in the first place, and I didn’t want to go through that. I knew he would side with Jaxson.
I had told Aunt Suzy what had happened with Bo, of course, but the only thing Uncle Paul asked me was if I was okay and if he needed to beat anyone. I’m sure my aunt had filled him in on the details though, but I still didn’t want him to know I wanted to go out tonight and find someone to get Bo off my mind.
I paced the office with my arms crossed over my chest, looking around for a way out. I had spent a great amount of time in here during my life, but I never thought about having to escape from it.
There was one window to the outside, and it would be easy enough to pop the screen. The security system shouldn’t be a problem either since it was usually disabled while a manager was here. Usually either Jaxson or my uncle. The problem was the ten-foot drop to the sidewalk once I got out. Manageable, though. If I landed right, it shouldn’t hurt too much. If I landed right.
The absolute only other option out of this office was an air-conditioner vent in the wall. I could pop the metal vent cover off and shimmy through the duct that connected to the bathroom
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