The Tale Legacy - Gen 5 Part 7
Ok,so this time it really IS a chapter not a April’s Fool gag.
But seriously, my game is playing up badly lately, so I don’t know how regular these updates will be..
But until then, I shall try my best to update as soon as I can :)
And a big thanks to roxmorgirl for allowing me to use Reagan, isn’t she a beauty?
I had a quick glance at her home from my car. Clearly Reagan was a women who knew what she was doing.
But then I already knew that, because everything she did was precise, planned. She was clearly ambitious and successful.
“Thanks for the lift Finn. You really are the complete opposite of your brother, you're not a snarky ass.” She told me before stepping out of the car.
“Wait! Let me make sure you get inside ok…” I called after her, also getting outside the car while she stared at me with a less then pleased expression.
“My house is right there.” She gestured behind her. “I doubt I’m going to get lost.” Her lips started to curl in a devious way. This women can really have an affect on men.
“Humour me? There have been a string of attacks lately, and I just want to make sure nothing is in there waiting for you.” I confessed rather shyly, looking down rather then into those beautiful eyes of hers.
“Oh…I get ya.” I looked up and she had a eyebrow raised. “Makes sense that the officer of the law wants to check me over…Follow me.” She ordered turning on her heels and heading inside.
I closed the door behind me, and noticed 2 things rather quickly. 1, Her home was impeccably neat, so either she had a bad case of OCD or was a mass murderer, I hoped it was the 1st and 2, She had no photos or any indication of family or friends.
Don’t judge me for noticing these things, It’s my job. “Nice place you have here Reagan.” I said, deciding she wouldn’t want me to pry.
“Thanks, Take a seat through there if you like, I just need to check my phone for messages.” I did as instructed. Again, the room only contained the bare minimum.
I tried not to judge why Reagan would live her life seemingly isolated, but every one of my instincts was that something was up here, and that Reagan was trying her best to hide something.
God, what if she WAS a murderer?
“Nope, no calls. Looks like I’m free for the evening then.” She called while I was looking out the window.
“Yeah, I guess you are-“ I froze as I stood and prepared to leave, but instead found her barely dressed leaning on the door.
“I find it cute how you’re living up to the ‘enforcement’ thing in looking after me…How attractive.” She winked at me, and then almost stalked towards me.
Needless to say…I was tongue-tied. “Reagan…I don’t know where this came from..” My eyes were transfixed on her…Even if it shouldn’t be.
She straightened up for a moment and crossed her arms over her chest, staring right at me.
“Don’t play that game with me. You’re a guy. It’s all you ever think about, and I am offering myself to you, how can you say no?”
I backed up even so quickly my head almost spun, before I realised I had backed myself into a corner.
She stalked forward, putting both of her arms against the wall to prevent my escape. Her face mere inches from my own.
“Look Reagan. You…You are breath taking. But I cannot and will not take advantage of you like this!” I tried to duck under her, but she appeared to move with me. Who knew she had this forward side to her? No wonder she is friends with Ryan!
“Who says your taking advantage of me? Honey, I am always in control.” She almost purred, before she lowered one of her arms, but shifted her body to stop me from running. That free hand, then proceeded to tug at my shirt.
Dazed and confused I watched the way she was vigorously trying to pull it over my head despite my protests. In curiosity and shock, I let her do it.
I cannot deny her beauty, and I felt privileged to be on the receiving end of…this. But still I didn’t feel any less guilty.
With a smile on her face, she gently placed one of her cold hands onto my chest, and gently traced the path of my abs.
“I knew you were fit…But not THAT fit.”
With a groan and a heck of a lot of willpower, I gently grabbed her wrist, and spun her around so she was backed against the wall, and not in the way you probably think.
I let go of her wrist and gently laced my fingers through hers. “Reagan, this needs to stop. I shouldn’t have let it go this far. I’m not interested in you, I’m already seeing Tate.” Not strictly true, but I just wanted to get out of there!
She laughed but luckily moved away and leant against the sofa that I had only been sat on a few minutes ago. How things change in such short time spans.
“Please. Just please. I get it if you don’t want to sleep with me Finn, but you don’t need to lie to me.”
“I’m not lying! I’m being a good father to Jaden, I’m looking after them as best I can!”
“That doesn’t mean you and Tate are together you idiot! She’s using you, it’s as clear as day! She’s playing the pathetic ‘I got raped, now everyone has to feel sorry for me’ card, and I’m sorry, but that makes me sick!”
I had to grind my teeth together. How dare she, a complete stranger to me, say that about someone I cared about? “You don’t know anything about this, so just keep your irrelevant feelings to yourself you…you…whore!”
I walked past her, and made my way outside, angrily starting up my car and heading home.
My head and my heart were both pounding fiercely with what just happened as I entered my home. And Tate was waiting there for me. With a crying Jaden in hand.
“Where were you?” She shrieked. “Jaden won’t settle down or stop crying. I’m about to snap!”
I wanted to groan at her, it’s not like I wanted to be in the position I had been. And it’s not like he’s my son.
“Why won’t he stop crying?” She almost pleaded with me. She was holding him all wrong, but I guess that was my fault.
From the get go, I presumed she wouldn’t want her son. Being a reminder of her ordeal, so I offered to raise Jaden from Day 1. And now she didn’t have any parental skills whatsoever.
“Give him to me, I’ll put him to bed.” I offered reaching out for him.
As soon as I held Jaden in my arms, my anger melted away and I smiled as he nestled into my shoulder blade. “See? He’s not that bad. You just have to be soothing.”
Tate yawned loudly and retreated to our room. “Uh huh. Put him to bed so we can snuggle for a bit, ok??”
In all honesty that was the last thing I wanted after the night I had, but I wouldn’t stress her out with that.
I smiled as I walked into the nursery we had built for Jaden and when Sarah stayed with us.
It was scarily pink and pale, and perfect for the kids. I never expected our lives to seem so…Normal considering what we went through as kids.
Sarah was truly an angel, not just for sorting out Ryan, but she was truly a lovely kid. I hoped her parents would realise how perfect they were for each other.
Smiling, I placed Jaden into his crib, and laughed as he tried to babble to me, I’d like to think he was saying he loved me.
But babies only love their dads right? And I’m not him.
“Goodnight buddy.” I whispered, patting his tummy once before leaving to return to Tate.
But even as she held me as she drifted to sleep.My thoughts were still on Reagan.
What teenager stays in on a Friday night?
Dateless ones, that’s who. It’s 11PM and I’m chilling in my room by myself listening to music…So quietly I can’t even hear it.
Why did Mum and Dad have to go to sleep so early? Amazingly I miss Finn and Ryan.
Suddenly I heard a thud coming from downstairs, sort of like furniture being knocked over.
I sat up and listened. Nothing. So it was my imagination right? Thud. Ok. Defiantly not.
Slowly, I made my way to my parents room to see if they had went downstairs…Or god forbid where behind the noise.
I knocked quietly and there was no response, as quiet as a mouse I snuck inside only to find them sleeping beside each other.
Great, so not only were they NOT the ones making weird noises, I was reminded all over again how truly alone I was.
Damn Lukas…Kissing me and then high tailing. If I ever see him again I’ll… Taking a deep breath I treaded downstairs.
Nothing. Nothing was out of place as far as I could see.
But that didn’t shake the unease I felt in my gut. Something…Or someone was here.
And then in an blink of an eye, I felt someone appear behind me, and wrap their arms around me in a vice grip.
Oh, that is NOT cool!
“I don’t know who you think you are but-“
”Be quiet!” The make voice ordered, sending a chill down my back. I obeyed instantly.
“Oh you have no idea how long I’ve waited for this moment.” He droned, making me want to vomit. Yet, with his grip on me only tightening, I didn’t want to say anything. “Come on, Miracle…Where is that annoying sense of kindness?”
If he thinks I am kind, he has another thing in me. I’m a teenager. A pissed teenager.
He sighed, and spun me around so quickly, as I looked into his eyes. “Sleep love. It will make the travel so much easier on me.” I didn’t want to, but an overwhelming need to pass out came over me.
So I did. I was still aware of what happened around me though.
I felt him effortlessly swing my still body over his shoulder, and just strolled down the street with me.
Finn…Ryan? Dad? Help me…
“Come on sweetie, won’t you say ‘Daddy smells’ for me?” I laughed as her face scrunched up in confusion. Apparently, speaking was something Sarah wasn’t interested in yet.
“Good luck brother. My girl knows not to turn on the man who spoils her rotten.” My brother said as he entered. If it wasn’t for his daughter being in the room, I would have swore at him.
“What’s gotten you in such a good mood?” I asked gruffly, while he looked over at me and smiled.
“Oh nothing…So how did things go with you and Regan last night? I noticed you wouldn’t look Tate in the eyes last night…I knew you’d like her.” So he PLANNED for me to drive her home last night?…Sometimes I want to strangle him!
“She is freaking insane! She came onto me! And not like, telling me I’m cute and whatever. I mean she STRIPPED TO THE BARE MINIMUM AND BACKED ME INTO A CORNER!” I unloaded on him with anger. He just took it in his stride.
“Sounds like a good night out to me.”
Oh, if I could slap him. “Yeah, well I’m not you.” I responded. “And any attraction I may have had died when she accused Tate of using me, and insulting her for being raped. How can someone be so…insensitive?”
He held his hand up to silence me, his face for the first time in ages filled with actual rage. “You brought that up?”
“Not me. Her.” I responded. “She said Tate was pathetic for being cautious and scared since her ordeal. So I told her what I thought of her.”
“And that was?” His expression was…protective. Anyone really WOULD think they were dating.
“I called her a whore.” Even if I DID feel that, I felt bad for calling her that. No man should ever call a women that.”
“You’ve fucking done it now…” This was the first time I heard him swear..At me anyway. “Do you have any idea how insensitive that was?” He asked me. I scoffed.
“Like I would know ANYTHING about her? You wouldn’t let me get close to the girl!”
He hesitated like he didn’t want to tell me what was to follow. But he did. “You wanna know why? Because she trusted me enough with a BIG secret that you better not make me regret for telling…She was raped too you know.”
I recoiled instantly, already feeling like a jerk. “You what?”
“That’s right dick! When Reagan was still in school a jerk raped her. She kept it secret from everyone. She suffered in silence for years, so she knows full well what’s she’s talking about!”
So that’s it, another chapter done ;) I hope you all liked this chapter, and I apologise for the ‘aggressive’ language towards the end.