Misfit(265)
“That ain’t always the case.”
“Most of the time it is. If she decides she doesn’t want me there, I’ll have to go.”
“Megan not gonna do that, though in reverse, you would.”
“Yes,” she admitted. “If I had the power that she does, I’d exercise it. What good is power if you don’t know you have it? Or if you don’t know what to do with it?”
“That’s cuz you a fuckin’ oligarch.”
Her eyes widened. “You know what the means?”
“Fuck off.”
“Johnnie told me you got inappropriate confused with misappropriate. How the hell do you know what an oligarch is?”
“If John Boy shut the fuck up to your fuckin’ ass, some of this shit might be avoided. You wouldna fuckin’ had ammunition to fuck with Megan.” Fuck, Megan had been through enough with Daphne. Their marriage had been through enough. If he told Megan about Kendall, she’d be hurt and angry. Therefore… “You wantin’ pussy from me stayin’ between me and you. This time. Do it a-fuckin-gain and I’ma tell Megan and Johnnie.”
“Thank you for not mentioning this.”
“Ain’t doin’ it for you. Now, back to the fuckin’ topic. Know why Megan so powerful? Cuz she know how to wield it. She use it wisely and with fairness. That’s why she has it and that’s why she keep it.”
“Of course. She’s perfect. An angel.”
“No motherfucker perfect. Megan spoiled as fuck and she got a fucked up temper. She like to throw shit but that make her human. She ain’t a fuckin’ puppet.”
“What am I supposed to do when I get back to the club?”
“Whatever the fuck you wanna do. Once you back with John Boy, and as long as you stick to our agreement, I’ma leave you the fuck alone.”
“I can’t be just a housewife. How would it look, after I stayed on Meggie to have her own money, if I ended up being just like her?”
“Not a motherfucker would give a fuck. We too busy livin’ our own fuckin’ lives. Lemme ask you. What the fuck you been doin’ here?”
“What is there to do? I cook for Johnnie and the kids. He’d come alone so we can make love and intended to do it again, although with the miscarriage...” Her voice trailed off at his glare and she huffed. “I read and walk outside. Listen to music.”
“The point is you fuckin’ survivin’. Even if you never get another fuckin’ job, you got shit to do.”
“Why are you bein’ so nice to me, if you don’t want to sleep with me?”
“Mort and Digger nice to you and they don’t want pussy from you.”
“Mort did when we first met, but, knowing Johnnie liked me, he backed off.”
The fact that Mort had been attracted to her appeased her inner narcissist.
“Digger has always taken a protective role toward me. That leaves you.”
“Ain’t got fuck-all for you. Cuz you ain’t gettin’ from me what the fuck you want. I ain’t lyin’ and sayin’ I ever wanted to fuck you and I ain’t fuckin’ you. How many different fuckin’ languages my ass need to learn so I can finally make you fuckin’ understand? English ain’t fuckin’ cuttin’ it.”
She burst into tears, her loud cries irritating the fuck out of him. “Shut the fuck up, Kendall,” he ordered roughly, scowling at her. “Your fuckin’ sobs don’t mean shit to me. Cry a fuckin’ river and I ain’t givin’ a fuck.”
Just like that, she stopped and swiped her wet cheeks. “You asshole.”
“Get dressed,” he said for what felt like the fiftieth fucking time. “My ass ready to ride out.”
“I’m hungry.”
“Tough fuckin’ shit. You comin’ with me now or you waitin’ ‘til later when Johnnie get here. Ain’t gonna be a surprise but the end fuckin’ result will still be your ass back at the club.”
“I want to ride back with you.”
Despite knowing he’d never fucking like her, he couldn’t help but laugh at her eagerness. “I bet the fuck you do.”
But, later, when he led Kendall back into the clubhouse and Johnnie saw her, Christopher knew he’d done the right thing.
“Kendall?” Johnnie whispered, looking in disbelief from her to Christopher.
“Hi Johnnie,” she whispered.
“Fuck, gorgeous, you’re here.” He lifted her off her feet and hugged her tightly, swinging her around. When he set her on her feet, he gazed at Christopher. “Things are okay?”
It didn’t even bother him that Christopher had gone to her without his knowledge. Kendall needed to take note of that and realize how much Johnnie trusted her.