An Incest Birthday Ch. 33

"You've got some nerve bitch. How many people did you/do you fuck over on a daily basis? If I'm a useless piece of trash then you're the can they're tossing me into. You're just as bad as me, probably worse. At least with me you knew what you were getting."

"Like a knife to my throat you son of a bitch!" Ashley said slamming her fist on the table.

"That was your fault. If you hadn't been such a bitch and cooperated it wouldn't have gone that far. At least I didn't pretend to be someone's friend and then stab them in the back. You know all about that don't you? You probably don't have one friend you haven't screwed over some kind of way, if you do, it's because you haven't done it yet."

"Yeah because you know all about me. You don't know hit about me so don't pretend you do."

"I know you're the reason he almost met his maker. If you weren't fucking him over so loud I would've walked right past you that night without even knowing you were there, but as usual you had to be a loudmouth bitch who had to control everything, and I was sick of it, so it was time to put you in your place. It's amazing how true colors come out when you're put in a situation you can't control. That was probably the first time you said please your whole life."

Ashley paused and took a breath. "You know what, I'm not gonna let you rattle me. We've already come to terms with what happened and put it behind us. The only reason I came here besides to see them haul you away was to thank you."

"You too? Enough with this thank you shit, I've never seen a bigger bunch of dumbasses in my life! Who the fuck thanks a person like me for what I did?"

"If it wasn't for you I'd probably still be that same nasty person I used to be. I swore off the bitch I used to be and turned my life around for the better, and as much as I hate to give credit to a piece of crap like you, you are the reason it happened."

"Pot calling the kettle black like a motherfucker. That high and mighty 'I'm saved' attitude isn't fooling anybody. Don't think because you've been on good behavior for a few months you get a free pass on everything you did. You're still the same bitchy girl you were before, you always will be, it's just a question of when she'll be back, and she will be back, I guarantee it."

"You can say what you want. I know I messed up, and I'm putting in the time to fix it, which is more than I can say for you. Even though I didn't want to, I did what I came here to do, which is thank you, but don't forget, you held a knife to my throat. I will do everything in my power to make sure you never see the light of day again."

"That's a big statement. You sure you can deliver?" he said with a smile on his face.

"I bet my own freedom I can. Every time you try to file for an appeal, I'm gonna be there, paying whatever it costs no matter how high it is with the tape of you holding me at knifepoint and shooting him, and that'll be all she wrote."

"And I'm gonna be right there with her doing the same thing," Rita said. "Don't you get it? You're fucked! You're gonna die in prison you bastard!"

"Which is more than you deserve, but I take comfort knowing you're in a cage," Ashley smiled.

His smile left his face and was replaced by an angry look of defeat. "You must think you're real smart. Enjoy you're little moment now, because you won't in a few months. THIS ISN'T OVER YOU STUPID BITCHES!" he shouted as he lunged at Rita as far as his chains would let him go.

"SIT DOWN!" one if the guards yelled. "THIS VISITS OVER, TIME TO GO."

Rita didn't even flinch. "It is over, for you. You can throw that pathetic tantrum all you want, it's not gonna change the fact that you're now a dog that's about to be put in his cage. You may have had all the power that night when you shot him, but we have it now, because the only thing worse than a man with a gun, is a woman with a grudge, and you have two aimed at you. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go enjoy being free. See you later, Johnny."

She leaned off the table and turned around with a grin on her face. She grabbed me by the arm on the way out and strutted out of the room like she didn't have a care in the world.

"See you in a few months, Johnny," Ashley said as she turned and left right behind us, leaving Johnny sitting at the table looking like he was about to have a panic attack.

"THIS ISN'T OVER YOU BITCHES! I'M GONNA GET OUT, YOU'LL SEE! I'M GONNA GET OUT AND I'M GONNA FIND YOU! I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE! I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE!"

They closed the door behind us and Officer Jenkins looked at Rita and Ashley the same way I was looking at them, like they were the most powerful women on Earth.

"I don't know if I should be proud of you for standing up to him and not letting him get to you, or scared of you the way you laid it all out on the table in there," Officer Jenkins said.

"Major lesson in life... never piss off a woman. We know so many ways to hurt you without lifting a finger. Once he started yelling I knew I had him, and all I had to do was keep acting casual and I knew I'd reel him in further and further," Rita replied.

"It felt so good to let him have it! And the way we left was icing on the cake," Ashley said.

"Even though he's not getting out, it's not wise to egg him on like that." Officer Jenkins said.

"I'm not worried. He knows nothing about us. All he has are a bunch of empty threats. I wasn't kidding either; I'd be at every appeal to make sure he didn't get out," Rita said.

"Well I couldn't be prouder of her," I said. "Did you see how calm she was as she was telling him off? Even when he was acting all big shot and trying to get under her skin she wasn't fazed, she just put him in his place and did it all with a cool head. He wanted to explode when we were leaving. Perfect example of hell hath no fury like a woman scorned did you have all that planned out or did you make it up after he tried to get under our skin?"

"A little of both. I already had an idea of what I was gonna say but once I started talking my mouth took over. I had to let him know who the boss was, me."

"Well Ms. Boss, if there's nothing you have to ask me or anyone else in the building I think it's time you both went on your way. We have to process him and get him moved to his permanent facility, and I know as much as you'd enjoy seeing that, you can't be here for it. We'll let you know how everything is going and if anything's changed," Officer Jenkins said.

"Let me know the MINUTE anything changes," Ashley said.

"Well at least we finally got some good news for a change. We don't need to know EVERY little thing, can you just tell us when he's been finally put in jail?" I asked.

"Will do. The first thing we do when putting someone away is we inform any parties involved that the suspect in question has been incarcerated. It's a phone call we look forward to as long as there wasn't a death attached to the case, so it'll be all good news here."

"Ok, I guess that's our cue to leave. Thanks for sticking with us through the whole case," I said.

He held out his hand and I shook it. "My pleasure. Stay out of trouble, and keep your sister safe, and you missy, try not to tell anyone else off for at least a few days," he laughed.

Rita shook his hand and laughed back. "I makes no promises, see you around Officer Jenkins."

"You too Ashley. Stay on the straight and narrow, you hear me?"

"I will officer, thanks," Ashley said as she shook his hand.

We headed back up the way we came through the building and found out that upon exiting the building we had to go through the same procedures we did when we came in, so we had to go through metal detectors and checkpoints again until we made it to the front door and were cleared to leave. Before we walked to our car Ashley held us up for a second.

"Guys, about what he said, about me always being a bitch and it being my fault..."

"Hey," I stopped her. "It's like you said, we put it behind us. As long as you don't convert back into the old you nothing he said matters. He was just trying to get to you."

"It kinda worked a little. In a way I'll always be responsible for what happened. I'm sorry."

"Hey, were good. It took us a while to get to this point but we're here," Rita said.

"Thanks. So what are you guys doing the rest of the day, you Chris and Stephanie?"

"Ummm probably go home, we still have a lot of stuff to figure out," I said.

"Well if you change your mind and wanna do something call me, I'm free today too."

We walked down the street to where we were forced to park and got in with Rita driving and me in the passenger so I could lay back and enjoy the feeling of justice being served. My almost killer spending the rest of his life in prison was good news we needed bad.

"Glad it's finally over?" Rita asked noticing me leaned back in my seat.

"Yeah, it's been hanging over my head for too long. I'm glad it's finally done."

"Me too. Now we never have to worry about him again, I'm already forgetting his name."

"We should celebrate. Let's go do something we haven't done in a long time."

"Well I know you're not talking about sex," Rita laughed. What haven't we done? Where am I even going? I'm just driving around without a sense of direction."

"Let's go to the ice cream shop. I haven't been there in months."

Rita looked over cautiously. "Are you sure you're ready to go back?"

"I am. This whole business is done. I can finally go back with no ill feelings about it now."

"Ok. If you're ready to go back then I'm ready to go back. Two banana splits coming up."

Now that we had our destination we headed to the ice cream shop we haven't been to since the day I was shot there. We parked and before going up to the booth to order we just looked at the area where everything happened. I looked at the area where I hit into the gate, where we went crashing through tables, and where I hit the ground after I was shot. The area has been moved around and fixed since, but most of everything was still fresh in my mind, and I could tell it was still in Rita's too by the way she secretly intertwined our fingers.

"This is our neighborhood, I don't know if we should do that here," I whispered.

"This is where I almost lost you. This will always be an emotional spot for me."

"Whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger, and everything that happened on that day and every day since made me stronger, and made us stronger."

"Yeah it has, but it didn't have to be that hard, we almost didn't make it."

"If it was easy it wouldn't be worth it. Now we both know what it takes to make it."

"I like that, I'm gonna use that as my favorite quote from now on."

"Speaking of favorite, those banana splits won't order and eat themselves."

We went up to the booth to order our ice cream and I remembered to turn our phones back on. When I did I had a few missed texts from mom, Ashley, and Chris, so I texted them back to let them know what happened. I also had a few missed calls from Ashley so I decided to save time and just call her; she picked up right when I was about to hang up.

"I didn't think you we're gonna call back so soon, I almost didn't hear it ring," Ashley said.

"We decided to go to the ice cream shop, and before you ask, yeah that one," I said.

"Oh. I haven't been there since everything happened either. Is it ok if I come too?"

"Depends on how fast you can swing over here before the ice cream is gone."

"I'm close. I drove slow from downtown because I kept thinking about what that asshole said. I can be there in around five minutes. Order me a banana split since I know that's what you got."

"We're gonna be sitting in practically the same bench from last time when you get here."

"Ok, see you in a little bit."

I hung up and waved for Rita to add another banana split to the order since Ashley was coming and sat down to wait for them to get made. Whoever cleaned up did a good job of fixing up the area. If you weren't there the night everything went down you wouldn't be able to tell anything was damaged. Pieces of that night started flashing in my head, but since I was finally past it I was able to push them aside so they didn't take over my thoughts anymore.

"You ok Randy?" Rita asked when she saw me staring off into the distance.

"Yeah. I never thought I'd be coming back here, but here I am. It's almost like a kind of retribution, being able to come back to the place where I almost lost my life."

"Let's leave it at that, 'almost', and move on. I wanna be able to enjoy this place again, not have a flashback of you bleeding on the concrete every time I come here."

"Me too. They're calling us, our ice cream is done, I'll go get it."

I walked up to the booth and paid and picked up our ice cream, and on the way back I saw a newspaper clipping of the story they did on me getting shot pinned to the wall. It didn't show me, but it showed the busted tables and rails where everything happened. I'm not gonna lie, it kinda rattled me for a second seeing that, but like I said before, it was time to leave that behind and get back to enjoying this place for what it was good for, the ice cream. I fixed myself and walked back to the table to see Ashley had shown up while I was away.

"How long was I up there? I didn't see you come over," I said.

"I just got here. I had to stop at the bank and get some money out," Ashley said.

"Oh, ok. Well ice creams here, three banana splits, mine with sprinkles."

"Why didn't you get mine with sprinkles? I like sprinkles on my split! Sprinkles!"

"Because you didn't say anything about sprinkles on the phone, so you got a plain ass regular old sprinkle-less split. Everybody wants to be like Randy."

"Yeah whatever," Ashley said as she looked around the area like we did when we first got there. "It still looks the same, like nothing ever happened."

"Yeah that's what we said. Then again it has been over three months," Rita said.

"That bastard held a knife to me right there. He better not fucking get out of jail."

"He's done. The way he was talking in the room I wouldn't be surprised if they added another ten years to his sentence for being stupid. He was making threats in front of guards," I said.

"That's because he knew he was done. He was just trying to get the last word in.

"Well you and Rita took care of that. That line about a pissed off woman was classic."

"Yeah I felt proud of myself after I said it. That came out of nowhere," Rita said.

"Alright enough of talking about him, have you thought about what you're gonna do about staying over at my house or staying at Stephanie and Chris' house?" Ashley asked.

"We thought about it, and we like staying there, but we can't help thinking we've been there too long. Eventually everybody wants to be free in their house and they can't do that with us there mooching off their space, so we're gonna mooch off yours for a while," Rita said.

"Well when you put it like that how can I not agree to it," Ashley joked.

"It's best. We give the Wilson's some breathing room and we get a change of scenery, and I stops dad from making a scene since he definitely won't do that at a client's house, shit after that 'discussion' we had a few days ago he probably won't show up at the Wilson's either."

"It's still bad huh? You think he's ever going to budge?"

"He made it clear the other day he's not. He can't support it in his own words. To a certain extent I understand where he's coming from but I mean we're you kids, you should be looking out for our best interest, and we are each other's best interest," I said.

"Your dad is one of those once his mind is made up there's no changing it kind of dad's, my dad used to be like that until he and my mom separated, then he completely flipped."

"Well I don't see my parents divorcing, so the only thing that'll be able to change his mind would be me getting shot again, and I don't plan on that happening again."

"Well then Rita has to get pregnant by another guy or something," Ashley joked.

"Yeah there's a better chance of Randy getting shot again than that happening," Rita said. "Not saying I'd rather it happen or anything, but you know what I mean."

"So when are you coming? Dana, Becky and Carina are gonna be over tonight but if you're bringing your stuff over today I can kick those bitches out."

"Maybe tomorrow, so we have time to get all our stuff together," Rita said.

"By we, she means her. I left for weeks and fit all my stuff in one bag, she left for days and has three bags, which are all emptied out in their house," I laughed.

"Yeah yeah whatever, girls have more body parts to attend to than boys, we have to be ready for anything, you'll never understand our struggle," Rita said.

"They never will. That's why it takes us four hours to get ready to go out. We have to look our absolute best at all times because there's always that one asshole who will find that ONE flaw that we didn't have time to fix and point it out to the world," Ashley said.

"If he points it out then he's not the one you should be talking to anyway," I said.

"Yeah but what about when he tells everyone around him about it?"

"If they let it bother them then they aren't the ones you should be talking to either."

"Look at you, sounding like Dr. Phil and Oprah rolled into one person."

"And dad wants me to give this up, uh no. I have it all here... looks, brains, sense of humor, personality, treats me like a queen, and that penis, oh my god that penis. Best part," Rita said.

"Yeah I had a close up view of the action last time you were at my house. Between as hard as he was fucking you and how much you squirted I don't know who had a better time."

"Me definitely. Always me. I've never not come when we had any type of sex."

"And there we go again, flying through topics like there's no tomorrow," I laughed.

"Using two negatives back to back, damn Rita he got your brain all twisted up just thinking about it! One thing though, my bed is off limits. You two are liable to fuck anywhere and I've seen the messes you leave behind. I'd like to be able to sleep in my bed."

"Deal, if you go buy the second round of banana splits," I said as I finished mine.

"We probably shouldn't have eaten these ones, we didn't eat dinner yet. If we don't eat like we normally do Jim is gonna know something's up," Rita said.

"It won't matter, I'm still hungry. Besides, it's not like we're twelve, we won't exactly lose our appetites and Jim and Marie won't send us to our rooms for eating dessert before dinner. That would be pretty funny if they did though," I said.

"So tomorrow? I'll clean out a space and the hot tub. That same water from the last time we were all there's been bubbling around in there because I forgot to turn on the self-cleaning thing. Knowing you two there's probably some other stuff floating around in there too..."

"I wouldn't put it past us. Anytime, anywhere is always an option."

"Yeah yeah you freaks, you fuck in it you clean it out and pay for damages."

"We'll think about it. We should get back, Jim probably almost has dinner finished."

"Ok, call before you come over, don't do that drop-by crap on me, I won't let you in."

"That's code for 'I need time to stop masturbating before I let you in," Rita laughed.

"That's only half true, at this point I don't care if you see me or not, I've seen enough of you to be able to tell where your kids birthmarks are gonna be."

"Aaaaaand on that note it's time to go. We'll call you and let you know tomorrow," I said.

"What I say? Ok, call me tomorrow, don't wait too late."

We went back to the car and drove back to Stephanie and Chris' house. As good of a time as we were having there, we had to leave. We needed to give them a break from us constantly being there, and to be honest, we needed to give their refrigerator a break. We ate up so much of their food I don't know how there's anything left in the house at all. We got back to Stephanie and Chris' house to see them standing on the porch waiting for us with their arms crossed and a fake pissed off look on their face, or real, I couldn't really tell.