Chapter 260 : Another shrub bites the dust

Esmee

I scowled at the phone on the kitchen wall as it burst into life just as I had sat down to sip at my coffee. I was still tired from my night shift before and if I had my way would probably still be in bed but Leo and Lenny had to drop Mia off before they both started there late shifts in the A&E and on the ambulance’s. There was no one that would have possibly been phoning me apart from a cold caller asking about double glazing or loft insulation as all family and friends new when either myself or Emmet where working nights and didn’t phone. I glanced menacingly at our eco double glazed windows as I slipped off my seat and made my way to the phone ready to tell whoever it was that some people worked nights and I wanted to be sleeping.

“Hello,” I groaned answering the phone before smashing the loud speaker button and dragging it back over to the table where my coffee called to me.

“Hi my love how are you doing? I didn’t wake you did I?”

“Emmet, no, no of course not it’s fine. I am up waiting for the return of our darling daughter anyway. Apparently she has spent the morning finger painting with Lenny so I expect to be greeted by some sort of green goblin at any moment but other than that it’s fine,” I laughed as I fingered through a magazine that I had left on the table until I came to a countdown of what was considered to be the sexiest woman. I smiled as I noticed Emmet had crossed out number one and wrote my name instead. The beautiful thing was- even though it was mad – in his head he meant it.

“That’s great,” Emmet gulped his voice sounding funny as he spoke, like somehow he was trying to fit the words around something that was stuck in his throat. He was tearful. He was trying not to be. He was trying to be the big brave six foot six man that we all saw but he was struggling.

“Where are you too Emmet? What’s happened?”

“I’m just outside the unit, getting some air. I think I might have killed a few of these shrubs as well. I’m OK I just wanted to hear you voice and Amelia’s if she was home, make sure they you were both OK and that you knew that I love you.”  I could hear him beginning to weep properly as he struggled to end his sentence on the same tone as he had started it. He didn’t want me or anyone else to know of his distress and anyone else might have ignored the subtle changes in his voice but I knew him inside out. I had studied every movement of his body and scrutinized the sound of his voice and every emotion. I knew him better then I knew myself.

“Honey talk to me properly,” I said turning off the loud speaker and pressing the phone to my ear. It was stupid but in some way it made me feel closer to him which was where I wanted to be. “you can’t hide away from me. I know you’re upset. Why are you outside the unit?”

“I had to find somewhere I could vomit without having to fill in an infection control form. As I said I think I might have killed the shrubs though.”

“Well bugger the shrubs Emmet, what’s made you sick? Has someone hurt you? Have you got a tummy bug? If so get your arse home here and I will look after you but I doubt it’s that because that doesn’t explain the weeping. Talk to me, “ I demanded.

“Mi’s just asked me to kick her around the floor till I break her ribs, or to load her on water then Jack off in the corner while she was desperate to Pee. She also said if I preferred it violent I could hold her by the throat and fuck her until she bleeds, or I could shove a knife up her Vagina.” Emmet said the words in a rush and then went quiet as I heard gagging noises in the background. It seemed more than one shrub was going to die today as he tried to comprehend what had been explained to him.

“If I ever… ever meet the man that did this too her… I swear to god I’ll…I’ll”

“Rip their fucking head’s off, I know, I know. You would have to wait your turn Emmet.”

“She just a child,” He moaned his anger turning back to the tearful lump that he tried to speak around. The anger didn’t have as much power as the revolution in his head. He like me could now see the abuse playing out in his head, hear the predator’s laughter and moans as he watched the child he found so, seducing preform for him. 

  I pinged the elastic band that was around my wrist to try and centre myself back in my kitchen as my mind threated to retreat back to another time…

“Come on Esmee don’t be a baby, we are just playing a game,” Julie laughed as she watched me with wide eyes as I began to cry.

“But I really need the bathroom and it hurts,” I whined twisting me legs against the pain in my tummy. “I’m four now, I am a big girl. Mummy will be really cross if I wet myself Julie. I really need to go.”

“Well you will just have to hold it then won’t you.”

“But I can’t, I really can’t,” I whined the pain throbbing inside me as I pulled at every muscle. I didn’t understand what she was doing to me or why. There was a toilet just under the stairs and there was no one in there.

“Why don’t you let me help?” Julie asked as she crawled across the room on all fours and put her hand up my skirt…