'hide the cock' with her mouth. I couldn’t stay, not without causing physical harm to either her or Cage. I was fucking pissed off more than anything else, and decided to fuck it all and just go. It’s not like I had anything holding me there anyway.
I can’t even remember the name of the Mexican town I was in when Jacob showed up. Hell, I didn’t even know he existed. My father never spoke of my mother’s family. I never got to meet them, let alone know them. So when some dude started pounding on my door at 5:00 A.M., I was less than pleased. Apparently my mom had an older brother I never knew about and Jacob is my cousin. Aggie sent him to retrieve me. How the hell Aggie knew about him was beyond me. Though it turned out he was a tracker, one of the best in the fucking world. Where Cage is pretty good, Jacob is unstoppable. I was fucking livid when this asshole showed up on my doorstep demanding I return home. I said some shitty things to him before taking the card he handed me and slamming the door in his face.
I didn’t need family, especially not when I spent years with Aggie because I was told I had no one else. My Uncle was willing to let me go into the system rather than take me the fuck in. It wasn’t until I came back to the states and visited Aggie that I learned the truth. My father had a living will stating they were all dead. After he disappeared, they went by that document rather than actually checking.
I’ll admit I’m a prick. I didn’t care one lick that I had someone other than Aggie out there. I never thought I’d need anyone else, but I can’t find Bentley and I can’t find Darla. Jacob is the best. I know because I did my damn homework on him. Calling him is definitely a hit to my pride but fuck if I’m not elated when he says he’ll come help. So now here I am helping Aggie make a bed up for another house guest.
It isn’t but a couple hours before there is a knock on the door. I step out of the dining room to see Aggie answer and greet Jacob.
“I won’t be staying long, I just want to take a peek through her things and talk to a few people to get some information and then I’ll be gone,” he states with certainty.
Stepping forward, I shake his hand firmly, “There’s no real hurry to find Bentley...I mean...yeah...I want to know where she is and that she’s safe, but its Darla we need to find. I’m not sure what will help you locate her though, I didn’t find anything in Bentley’s belongings.”
“While I get that Darla is your priority, I can find her once I know that girl of yours is safe. I’d sleep a lot better at night knowing she’s not already being stalked. The Marshals haven’t found much to go on for Darla’s whereabouts, but I have it on good authority she never left the country. That means your Bentley isn’t safe.”
Jacob’s words hit me like a ton of bricks. I was so sure Darla had left the country, and even more certain she wouldn’t return to the states anytime soon. But now hearing that she’s here, finding her is imperative. I just need to finalize what I plan to do with her once I have her.
Bentley
It’s taken a little while, but I’ve finally settled in. I check in on Facebook every once in a while to see how everyone is. I don’t dare contact anyone, but it makes me feel closer to them, knowing what is happening in their lives. I’m happy to see that Dante and Tristan are doing better since my visit. Dante even left a shout out for me in case I saw it.
I never liked it up North, but this place is kind of magical around the holidays, so at least I have that to look forward to. It’s also nice that the locals are pretty protective of their own. They were a bit weary of me when I first bought my cabin, but that changed pretty quickly. I know the locals all pretty well now and even help out here and there when I can.
But it’s still hard to be away from the people I love. I didn’t know how difficult it would be to walk