Saving Us(12)

Hello?

It was the same sounds as before.

Conner?

It's only a matter of time, bitch! When you least expect it, I'll be there. You'll be sorry you ever crossed me.



The line went dead and I just stood there, shocked.





Chapter 6

Conner



Even though the day was halfway over, I knew Ty had noticed that I hadn't gotten shit done. "Dude, you need to get your mind off of that ginger pussy and give me a hand here. We need to finish this fence before Christmas next year."

The fence wasn't that big. I tossed a rock at him. "Screw you. I got shit on my mind today."

"Pussy? It's all about the pussy. You throw another rock and I will start texting you pictures of your sister naked, punk."

I shook my head and started digging another hole for a post. "So, let me ask you somethin'. I got this call from Heather the other night saying she needed to talk to us. You know better than anyone what that bitch is capable of. Do you really think she wants to help, or is she up to somethin'?"

Ty laughed and picked up another pole. While trying to get it level, he finally looked up at me. "The Heather that I knew was only about herself. After what she did to my wife, I hope she gets hit by a fucking truck. I wouldn't take her help if she was the last person on the planet, dude. You know what she is capable of. Tell me you didn't call her."

I cocked my eyebrow and then gave him a dirty look. "Don't even ask me that, man. I ain't goin' to call that bitch without talkin' to you or my sister first. I just want this shit with Rick to be over. It's not just Amy I have to worry about. I got a kid on the way. It's important that they are both safe."

We leveled the pole and poured in the concrete to set it. "I get it, bro. I just think that should be the last option."

I didn't want to tell him that Heather had stopped by the farm. He would just flip out and upset my sister. "I'm thinkin' of takin' Amy to Kentucky. You think Randa could work at the shop for a few days? I want to show her where I grew up."

It was coming up on the anniversary of my father's death and every year since he'd died I'd visited his grave. Just because I was living here didn't mean I couldn't be there on that day.

"I will have to make sure my mom can keep the kids. Sometimes the boys get a little too wild for her. She says it’s like having two of me running around."

I knew exactly what the woman meant. Those boys worked together to drive anyone mad. They were so in sync. "You really get a kick out of bein' a dad, don't ya?"

Ty smiled and leaned on the next pole. "I do, bro. Those three kids are everything to me. If your sister wouldn't have had the problems with the boys, I might consider wanting more. Even if we just had the three, I'd be happy."

I shook my head. "I hate sayin' this, because it goes against everything I ever thought about you, but you're a good dad. Randa obviously saw something that none of us did in you."

He wiped the sweat off his forehead and chuckled. "She makes me crazy sometimes, but her body makes up for it."

I knew he was joking. It still didn't stop me from tossing a bolt at him. "Forget what I just said. You're still the number one douche I know."

"It takes one to know one, bitch!"

I could tell that it was starting to get later in the afternoon from the position of the sun. We finished the main part of the fence and headed back to the house. I considered showering the funk off my body before heading out to pick up Amy, but my anticipation of having her safe in my arms changed my mind. Ty headed in the house, while I jumped right in my truck. The snow had all melted and the ground was left soggy. I pulled off the farm road slowly, but heard the mud kicking up from the tires as I drove. There was no sense washing it when it was just going to get muddy again when we got home.

I tried to call Amy several times, but she never answered. It made me concerned that something bad may have happened to her. As much as I wanted to call her father, I knew getting him worried would upset Amy.

When I pulled up to the salon, the lights were still on. I jumped out and headed straight for the door, overwhelmed with concern. As I looked through the glass and spotted Amy standing at her station, relief washed over me. I tapped on the glass lightly, but she still jumped before turning around. Right away, I could tell that there was something wrong. She opened the door and locked it behind me. Before I could even say anything, she wrapped her arms around me. "I missed you today."

I lifted up her face and looked into her eyes. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." She shook her head, but continued to hug me tightly.

"Amy, tell me."

"It's nothing. I just...I haven't had a customer in an hour and it’s been too quiet."