Page 26 of Greedy Grizzly
“You don’t have any work experience,” he said.
Because you won’t let me work, asshole.
I went to school and came home. He wouldn’t even allow me to do sports or join a club. He had Tamara keeping an eye on me at school. I couldn’t do anything without her tattling on me. Then I’d get beaten and miss a week of school. She’d left home the second she graduated, a couple of years ago. Hadn’t seen her since.
And why hadn’t I run away? Fear.
“You don’t own a car or have your license,” Basil said.
Because you won’t pay for driver’s training.
Again, if he’d let me get a part-time job to earn money, I could buy a cheap car and I’d have freedom, but it was that freedom he didn’t want me to have.
Basil was a power-hungry, lazy fuck. He didn’t have a job outside of his church. Me and the other foster kids paid his bills.
“You aren’t cured, are you?” He furrowed his brow and stared at me. His question stole the oxygen from my lungs. “I’ve failed, haven’t I, Brent?”
No words came to me. My tongue literally felt like it had slipped into the back of my throat to choke me.
“Don’t worry. I think I have a solution to our problem.”
Our problem? I wasn’t even his biological son. He should just kick me out of the house once the checks stop rolling in.
Just then, there was a soft knock on the door. I tugged the blankets over my naked body as Juniper got up to open it. Violet, Basil’s and Juniper’s only biological child appeared. She was three years younger than me and the sweetest girl. When I had arrived at the house, she was an infant.
We grew up together. We were close, like a real brother and sister.
What was happening?
“Come in sweetheart,” Basil called to her. “Do you remember what we discussed the other night? Are you still okay with marrying Brent.”
Violet nodded and went to his side. She looked white as a ghost.
“Marry me?” I shouted. “She’s only fourteen and my sister!”
“You’re not blood related, Brent. Don’t be so dramatic. And in our home, once she bleeds, she’s a woman.”
Holy shit!
“No, I won’t agree to it!” Before I could run for my life, a handcuff was slapped around my wrist and I was cuffed to my bed.
“I thought you might give me trouble with this. You haven’t been easy since you arrived.” Basil cuffed my other wrist, then straddled my chest and punched me in the face over and over. He was big and overpowered me,
But then, I didn’t fight back either. I surrendered to his wrath and prayed he’d kill me so I wasn’t forced into marrying Violet.
I must have blacked out, because when I came to, the cuffs were off and Violet was grinding on me. Her tears rained on my face as she caressed my cheeks with her fingertips.
“No, please, no.” A sob ripped from my chest. I couldn’t be with Violet. In my heart, she was my little sister. I didn’t care if we weren’t blood related.
“Stop being a pussy,” Basil barked. “Here I am giving you my beautiful daughter, and this is how you thank me? Do you want her to think you don’t like her? That she isn’t good enough for you?”
I shook my head and cried.
“Now is your chance to be the man I know is in you. Do right by Violet, and I will allow you to get a job. I will buy you a car so you can be a proper husband to her.”
It was then that I noticed Violet was fully dressed. He wasn’t going to make me have sex with her today. He probably wanted to see if she could get me hard, and I was ashamed to say she had. But more than that, I knew he was fucking with my head.
Still, I needed to buy myself time. “I’ll marry Violet.”
