Erin's Life

Chapter 35 - Mf, violence

Erin's mother was worried and angry as she left the bakery for the hospital. John had told her that Erin had fallen and bumped her head on the pool, and she was unconscious, but the doctors had said she would be fine and was sedated to let her recover. What was he doing, wasn't he watching her? She knew she was being a little irrational, she knew he'd been a good caregiver for five years now, but she was a mother, and knew she wasn't there much for her daughter, and her anger was directed at herself as much as it was at John.  More so.

She stormed into the emergency room, John stood to meet her. "Where is she?" she yelled at him. "Why weren't you watching her?" 

He just stood there, knowing there was nothing he could say... in this version of the story, he was somewhat of a negligent caregiver, even though, officially, she was changing in the pool house when she slipped and fell, which is why he brought her in naked with a towel wrapped around her. "I'm sorry, I heard her call out from the pool house, and by the time I got there it was over... I'm sorry..."

She just looked at him, and she started to cry, and she hugged him. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't take it out on you... are you sure she's ok?" she asked, breaking the hug.

"The doctor said she was awake and alert, but her pupils were dilated. The MRI said she absolutely did not have a concussion, but they want to keep an eye on her for a few hours just to be safe. She has a really good bruise, he said."

"Where is she? I want to see her."

And by now the dashing Doctor Mike Turner noticed them talking and came over, "Are you Erin's mother?"

She turned to him, "Yes I am, where is my daughter? I want to see her."

John watched them walk away, he had taken her by her elbow, "I can take you to her, but we still have her under close observation so you can't stay. She was exhibiting signs of concussion, but imaging showed no evidence of..." and that's all John could hear. He watched them disappear through a door, and sat wearily in a chair to wait. He had some hard decisions to make. He meant what he'd said, earlier. He had to get her out of this, and he thought there might only be one way to do it.

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Crazy Ed was in a barely controlled rage. That faggot put a gun to my head... a gun to MY head... and he thinks he is going to laugh about it with the others, I bet. Ed had no other coherent thought. He was driving without thinking, Mary in the seat next to him, also scared beyond all thought, which for her was her normal state of existence. She never knew when the next Pain was going to come, but it was never far away, and it was usually unexpected.

Without thinking Ed pulled into a cheap hotel, the same one at which he laid low whenever he thought the heat might be on him for something he'd done, a bruise he couldn't conceal. He paid cash at the desk for two days and took Mary into the room, he hadn't noticed she was still wearing her collar. Just as well. "Mary, you are wearing your collar. Get those clothes off." And she did.

He took off his own clothes and laid in the bed naked on top of the hotel comforter, on his back. Mary stood waiting for an order. "Suck it," he said to her. Without hesitation the little 10 year old girl crawled over to him on the bed and immediately took him in her mouth. He was so small and so hairy that she usually got a mouthful of hair when she sucked him, but she knew the best course was to start sucking as soon as possible after his order, and mat down his hair while she did it, the best she could.

Crazy Ed laid there thinking while his niece sucked his cock. He seemed to think best when she was obeying his orders in some way. I'm going to get that little faggot, and I am going to fuck that little bitch of his, make her feel my cock... she thinks it is small, I'll show her til she bleeds how small it is. I'm going to pop that little pristine cherry, too, and I'll make that little faggot watch his little girlfriend moan while I fuck her pussy and cum in her while she cries out for more. Yeah. And after I cum in all her holes, I'll make him watch when I cut on her a little, ruin that pretty little face of hers. Maybe I'll let her live. Probably not... too much mess if there are witnesses. I'll do her while he watches, then I'll do him, then maybe I'll burn his fucking house down. Yeah.

Mary was working him as well as she could, he was plenty hard, lost in his thoughts.

"Get on. Fuck it."

Mary immediately got up and straddled him, her back to him. Ed didn't like looking at her face when they fucked. He couldn't see her wince, this never felt good to her, it always hurt a little. He never made sure she was ready and he never let her take her time. When he said 'fuck,' she better be on him immediately, or Pain. He couldn't see her face as she silently winced, forcing his cock into her body, every bounce on top of him like a dagger in her unready vagina. And because it hurt so bad, her body usually didn't respond at all to the sexual stimulation, so she usually stayed dry. With him it was always The Pain. Her life was The Pain, and not if it would come, but when. Sometimes at night, when he would make her stay at his house in the attic room where he would fuck her on that bare mattress, she would look out the high window, and down at the metal fence below, where they had found her big sister so many years ago. She barely remembered her sister, but she knew that she had been with Uncle Ed, too, like she was. Sometimes she wondered what her sister had been thinking as she fell from that high window. She wondered if she had been happy as she fell.

Lost in his thoughts of revenge, he said the words he usually said to her while he fucked her. "You're a little fuck bitch, aren't you."

Mary knew how she was supposed to respond. "Yes I'm a little fuck bitch."

"You love taking my big dick don't you."

"Yes I love taking your big dick."

"You can't get enough of it because you're a little fucking slut, aren't you."

"Yes I am a little slut and I love your big dick," all of this in a flat, monotone voice. But Ed didn't care.

And some combination of the sex, or the power, or the complete destruction of this little girl's will made Ed cum, and he shot into her. He couldn't see but on Mary's face was relief... this meant he was done, and for now, The Pain was done. He could never go more than once.

She sat still until he told her to get off, as she always did. "Get off," he finally said, and she did, curled up on the side of the bed, her back to him, as far away from him as she could get, kind of cold, but not wanting to risk angering him by moving or getting under the covers without permission. She lay there shivering while Ed thought, but she was wondering if that blonde girl was ok, she seemed nice.

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Erin woke up, confused, this wasn't her bedroom. And then suddenly Laura's Dad was there, and then she was VERY confused. He was looking into her face and talking, at first she just saw his lips moving with no sound, but his words started getting through to her... "...you hear me? Blink if you can hear me."

Erin blinked but she also spoke, "Yeah, hi, where am I? Why are you here?"

The doctor looked at her, and nodded, and turned to someone else in the room, "Nurse, please inform this girl's mother out in the waiting room that she is awake and responsive." He watched the nurse leave and got down close to Erin. "We only have a minute," he said to her. "Do you remember what happened?"

Erin wasn't sure.... Mary? Ed? "Maybe? I was with John... and Crazy Ed..."

But the doctor was a little impatient. "Yes, listen, Ed hit you and knocked you out. John will explain it to you later, but he had to bring you to the hospital, and we told your mother that you slipped by the pool and hit your head. Do you understand?"

Erin was putting it together... Oh... so Ed hit me... and John brought me to the hospital... god he's such a good person... and now we have to get the story straight... "Yes, ok, I think I got it," she said to him.

"Repeat it to me," he said.

"I slipped on the concrete and hit my head. We have to go with that story because we'll all get in trouble. And my face really hurts."

"Yeah, perfect. Ok. And you're going to have a black eye for a few days, sorry. No time now, save your questions for John later, here's your Mom," and then he was standing up and smiling at Erin's mother, who came over to her, 

"Oh baby, are you ok? Are you awake? Does it hurt?" she asked.

Erin just smiled at her, "Hi Mom, yeah, I'm fine, but I have a headache... I guess I deserve it for being so clumsy. Sorry." Her Mom just cried and hugged her, hurting her face a little.

'Whatever' relaxed immediately, as did John, who was in the doorway behind Erin's Mom. She really is a quick girl, Doctor Mike Turner thought. All that and she's a sweet little girl with brains, too. No wonder Laura likes her so much.

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They kept her in the hospital the rest of the day, but that evening they said the danger was over, and let her go home. Erin had spent that day in bed thinking, pretty much ignoring her mother who was worrying over her. Her thoughts were far away.

That night after dinner, she told her Mom she wanted to lie in bed and chat with her friends, and they were all on Skype already. Laura had told them what her Father had told her, that Crazy Ed put Erin in the hospital, but she was going to be ok, but the others were upset for her, wished they could be with her, and talked about how much they hated that small dick psycho. Erin took a picture of her massively bruised face and posted it in the chat, she wanted them to see what Ed did to her. They were horrified, but Erin wanted them shocked.

Erin assured them she would be ok, but then she dropped the question that she'd been pondering all day... she asked all of them in the chat, "What do you guys think about ending all of this?"

They asked their own versions of, "What do you mean?"

Erin continued her thought, "Are you happy? Wouldn't you be happier... without this? Without these men using us? I mean, I love John more than anything, but I am forced to be with other men because they force us... we are all forced by them... he says that is why it is called The Circle, everybody forces everybody."

The girls took time to ponder.

"I know I'd like to be done with it," Lucy was the first to respond. "I hate my grandpa, but there isn't anything I can do. He takes care of my Mommy and he says if I don't do what he says, my Mommy will get sicker."

Erin didn't know anything about Lucy's Mom except that she was always sick in bed, but she knew that wasn't enough for Lucy to do what she was forced to do every night. "But wouldn't you be happier if you were out of it? I mean, your mom can still be in a hospital. Your grandpa isn't like the only person who can take care of sick people."

Lucy began to see her point. "Yeah, that's true..."

Nora spoke second. "I'd love for it to be over. I hate my Uncle and my parents, and I think they should all be in jail, but I don't know what I can do."

Erin replied to her, "If we come forward, if more than one of us do... they will have to believe us, and this can be over. I couldn't talk with Mary, Ed wouldn't let her talk to me, but I can't believe she would keep doing this if she didn't have to."  

And the girls agreed, yeah, he made it difficult, which is why they'd never managed to get Mary on Skype.

"We can save her especially. I don't know how she keeps going... I didn't see anything in her eyes except fear... it's so sad," Erin continued.

"I don't want my Dad to get in trouble," Laura spoke for the first time. "I don't want to be with the others any more, but I still want to be with my Dad, I don't want to lose him."

Everyone was quiet, Erin thought maybe they were waiting for her to say something. So she did. "I understand, Laura... and to be honest, I don't want to lose John, either. I don't want him to get in trouble, and I don't want to lose him." She knew this next part was going to be tricky, but she was kind of glad she had sympathetic friend in Laura. "Can we do this with just Nora and Lucy coming forward? If they don't mention me or Laura, and say The Circle was just Crazy Ed, Lucy's grandfather, and Nora's Uncle, then shouldn't that be enough to end it all? There's no way that three girls... if they can get Mary... wouldn't be enough proof to put them all in jail."

The girls were unsure. They were afraid of the ramifications of coming forward, of one of them getting caught by their dominant men in the process of coming forward, their captors who'd put them in collars... but Erin assured them that even if one gets caught, the other can still talk, saving everyone... and if they both get caught, Erin swore she would come forward and speak for them. She promised she would warn John first, but then nothing would stop her from saving her friends. She swore to them, and she meant it. And they believed her. They made a plan to come forward that week on Friday. Nora would tell her principal at school what was happening, and Lucy would sneak out of her house in the morning after her grandfather went to work, walk to the convenience store near the gate to their neighborhood, and have the person there call the police, saying she had been raped. Erin reminded them both to also tell them about Mary, and her uncle, Crazy Ed Donners, who had those commercials on TV. Erin assured them that their lives would change for the better that day. They would all be free from The Circle, and they would all get to be happy... and even be with each other without being forced, sometimes, like actual friends. She and Laura would get their men, and the others would be away from theirs, permanently. To them it all sounded perfect, Erin was very confident. 

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John sat at home that night, thinking about what he'd done, and what he'd have to do. He knew he had to save Erin from these men, and he knew the only way to do it, without ending up dead, or worse, exposed, was to destroy them all. He had the original copy of the green thumb drive in his hand, the one that had started him down this path, thinking of all the evidence it contained, full of photos and timelines of the Chief, Crazy Ed, Whatever, and Serenity raping their daughters nieces and granddaughters over the years. He had plenty of photos of his own to add to the pile of evidence.

He had four new thumb drives next to him, ready to make copies. Almost as an afterthought, he removed the evidence of Laura and her father, the drive now only contained evidence of the Chief, Serenity, and Crazy Ed. Laura's father had taken care of Erin that day, and John was appreciative, and he had a feeling Laura felt for her father the way Erin felt for him. He decided to let their fates happen naturally, and if they got caught up in the fallout, he'd done what he could.

John made four copies of the data, used latex gloves to prepare four sheets of paper, one for each envelope that said, "Here is evidence of a child slavery sex ring involving the Chief of Police and other local businessmen," put them in four padded envelopes, and addressed them to the two local newspapers, the FBI, and the police Department of Internal Affairs. He printed out postage for them on his computer, and put them in the safe where he kept his gun. He had to time things just right so his other plans would be in effect before they were delivered, and then he was a ghost.

Oh, Erin, he thought. I am so sorry for what I have done, and what I am about to do.

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That night while Erin slept, John went to a pawn shop in a sleazy part of town and knocked, the proprietor coming to the door, "We're closed."

John moved his face into the light, "You aren't closed for me." He heard the man on the other side of the door cursing in Spanish, but he unlocked the door and let John in.

"I'm not doing nothing, man, you guys raided me three months ago and now I'm clean, I swear."

John looked at him, and he knew that was bullshit, there was still plenty of word on the street that Pedro was only out of business for a week after the police had confiscated his tools.

"Well you'd better hope not Pedro, because I am in need of your services."

Pedro squinted and looked at him, "You setting me up, 5-0?"

"Nope. And I smell your weed from the back room, let's go back there, I'll fire one up with you, and we'll discuss it."

And so John found himself smoking a joint with the best document and identity forger in the city, and he was impressed when Pedro accessed the Social Security website and created a work history for his brand new identity. John was there until almost daybreak. 

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The next day was a school day, but her mother kept her home and actually took a day off from the bakery. When her daughter was napping she was looking at new bakery supplies on Amazon, and ordered a few things to try, to pass the time. Erin slept when she could but mostly laid there deep in thought, trying to think of flaws in her plan to break The Circle and save her friends. So far she'd not been able to think of anything. This was happening. Friday, it's happening.

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John didn't have Erin that day, so he slept all morning, and in the afternoon met with a realtor, and he sold his house to them at such a discount they they agreed to his price on the spot, and could take possession in two weeks when the deed transfer was completed. John gave them power of attorney to finish the transaction without him and the number of a Caiman Islands bank account Pedro had set up for him. Later he started packing boxes, hiding them in the basement Erin had never seen.

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Ed and Mary stayed in the cheap motel room for two days eating take-out, and Mary was very sore, but nothing seemed to be happening. That little faggot didn't have the balls to come after me. What a pussy.

In the morning before they checked out, with Mary sucking his cock, he made his plan. He knew the little blonde cunt got off the school bus at his house, he would get there ahead of time and be in the bushes waiting for her, grab her, and make John let them in. He'd show John how it felt to have a gun in his face and then use John's own handcuffs on him and show him the correct way to treat one of these little bitches. At the thought of the many ways he would rape Erin before he killed her, he came in Mary's mouth, who swallowed it all with no thought whatsoever. I'll do this soon... this week... Thursday... he thought as his niece licked him clean. Then I can enjoy a long relaxing weekend.

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John made a phone call to a moving company. "Yeah, I need you here Thursday, 8:30am, sharp. And I mean it, not one minute later or earlier. And everything has to be loaded and gone by 2pm. Anything not on the the truck at 2 is getting left behind. I have $500 for the drivers if they get everything. Good enough. I'll see you Thursday."

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John sat down to write the letter.

He put the letter in an envelope, wrote her name on it, and put it in the safe with the others.

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