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I move away from the toilet and try to move past him.
“You’re getting awful pretty Liv. Really coming into your own,” he says as he trails a dirty fat finger down my cheek, neck, and across the top of my chest.
Praying he doesn’t go any further and leaves me alone, I stay still and try not to meet his eyes.
“Guts, Church now,” comes from the hallway.
“Saved at the last minute this time girl, but don’t worry, I’ll be having a taste soon.”
With his parting threat, he moves away and heads down the hallway to the main room and Church. I finally release the breath I didn’t realise I was holding.
Filthy fucker.
I grab the cleaning supplies, the clean bedding I need, and head to Guts’ room. The smell of piss and sick hits me as I open the door. I wrap the bandana around the lower half of my face, to help with the smell. The bandana has lavender oil on it to help mask the smells as much as possible. Stripping the bed and cleaning the mess takes about thirty minutes. I open a window to let the smell out and fresh air in. Dumping the dirty soiled bedding in the laundry room, I put it on a boil wash.
That man needs putting down.
I have a list of jobs that need doing today and I could really do without this shit. I make it back into the main room and start to straighten up the tables, collecting the empties. They should be out of Church soon and will all want serving at the bar. Getting everything ready for them, I can suddenly hear shouting from Church. My ears prick up when I hear my name.
As if moving on their own, my feet take me closer to the closed doors so I can hear a little better. The voices are muffled through the door and I’m struggling to hear. I catch my name again and then the scrape of chairs moving on the floor making me jump. I move quickly back behind the bar so it doesn’t look like I was listening. The brothers file out, some looking pissed off and others with creepy smirks on their faces. I keep busy behind the bar, wiping down shelves and getting drinks.
“Liv, get me a beer,” demands Lizard as he slides up to the bar
Nodding, I quickly get him a one.
“Fuck you’re so slow, useless bitch,” he sneers as he walks away.
Lizard is one of Dyno and Guts’ cronies. Them joined with Rattle are the ones who have come in and ruined my dad’s club. They are gross and nasty, treat others like they are beneath them. They are the dregs of the club, not good brothers at all.
“Olivia sweetheart, you got a minute?” My dad asks.
“Of course, dad, what’s up?” I ask, finding him stood at the end of the bar.
“Join me in my office,” he says before walking away.
It must be serious as usually; he would just tell me here. Worried even more now, I follow him down the corridor to his office. I can see the Wanker crew as I like to call them grinning at me.
Yeah, this isn’t going to be good if they are happy about it.
“Sit down honey,” Dad says as I join him in his office, closing the door behind me.
I slowly sink into the chair in front of his desk and silently I wait for him to speak.
“Sweetheart, I know I haven’t been the dad you deserve. You are very special and even though I don’t show it often, I love you very much.”
Great way to start, now I’m really nervous.
He’s right, he’s not always been the best dad. My mum died when I was born, so he was suddenly a single parent to a baby and my brother, who was just a toddler. He did his best but while running the club and trying to raise us, it didn’t leave a lot of time for love. He’s not a bad dad, never neglectful but just not present. He struggles to show his love, but I know he loves me.
“I really do love you and your brother, wherever he is,” he continues.
My brother has been missing for a few weeks now. Dad is trying to find him, it’s unlike Voodoo to go missing like this and not be in touch. He always stays in touch.
“Dad, I love you too. You might not tell me you love me often I feel your love. Voodoo will be okay and back soon. Don’t give up hope,” I beg him.
“Oh sweetheart, everything I do is to keep you safe. Please remember that.”
I nod, not really sure where he is going with this.
