Little Girl
Creed
No matter how hard I pounded into Dahlia, it just wasn’t happening for me. Every time I thought I was close to my release, striking blue eyes flashed before my eyes. I had to stop, I was going limp, and my dick was useless.
“What’s wrong?” Dahlia asked as I pulled out of her and stuffed my dick back into my jeans. I really fucking needed that damn release, and didn’t even undress us fully before I bent Dahlia over her sofa.
“Fuck!” I cursed as I walked toward the door. “The contract is ending. I’ll send enough money to fulfill it and pay next semester’s tuition. Just lose my fucking number. It’s not you, there’s shit going on at the shop and I’m stressed out. Just let it go.” I dropped the empty condom in the trash then walked out and slammed the door behind me. I couldn’t believe that happened and it was all her fault. Fucking Morgan Rossi was getting under my skin, and I was pissed about it.
My situation only got worse when I thought about her. My mom took advantage of her, and the girl wasn’t lying to me. I was a special ops agent, a member of CAD, and I knew when someone was fucking lying, and Morgan was being honest. Holy shit it fucked with my head. Having her on the back of my bike felt right, and that said a lot. I never let a chick on my bike, hell nobody but me ever rode on my bike.
My frustrations were through the roof. Enough so that I never wanted to see Dahlia again after that embarrassment. Jesus, I couldn’t even keep it up to get her to orgasm. I was cursing myself as I got on my bike and headed toward home. My mind was working on overdrive as I tried to figure out what kind of bullshit Morgan was causing with my brain and my body. I spent most of my ride home going over the reasons why she frustrated me, trying to distract myself from listing the reasons she was so damn perfect. I couldn’t go there, I had to remember she was the opposite of the kind of girl I liked. Money couldn’t buy her body like it did with Dahlia, a shitty attitude from me didn’t seem to phase her, and she was smart. Hell, she had more education than me and wasn’t even snobby about it. The girl was high class and still would have chosen a garbage man over a fucking A-list actor. Money and status didn’t seem to impress her, and that threw me for a loop. I saw true emotions when she spoke of her friend and the little girl. Morgan obviously loved them and all she wanted was to save them and provide them both with happy lives. Why the hell that Callie chick chose some tweeker over a better life with Morgan was beyond me. The fucking Rejects, they were nothing but trouble. They were the one club where we never succeeded in getting an undercover in as a prospect. Damn, if we could have gotten one in there, he would have been able to report back to me. I hated to think of any kids growing up in that environment. I was about thirty minutes from home when I saw something in the middle of the state highway. Fuck! I skidded to a stop when I realized it was a tiny little girl. She was standing in the middle of the highway with tears pouring from her eyes. I pulled to the side of the road and dismounted from my bike. “Hey there, why are you out here all alone?” I approached her slowly so I wouldn’t scare her. I didn’t know shit about kids, but knew I could be intimidating.
“Mommy!” She cried and pointed toward the motel.
“What’s wrong with your mommy?” I reached down for her and surprisingly enough she let me pick her up.
“Daddy.” She hiccupped. “Daddy hurt mommy and.” She hiccupped again. “Auntie Morgan.”
My blood suddenly ran cold. “Is your name Addie?” My heart began racing.
“Yes.”
Fuck! “Where are they?”
She pointed again at the motel. I ran with her in my arms. As we approached people began exiting their rooms. The smell of smoke hit me like a brick wall. “Where is that coming from?” I screamed it as I approached the people.
“One of those.” A woman pointed at two doors, then I heard screaming.
“Morgan!” Her name left my lips as I handed the little girl off to some random stranger and ran toward the two rooms. That was when I saw smoke begin pouring from the bottom of the door on one. I pulled my gun out and kicked the door in, and as soon as I did smoke came pouring out and the screams became louder.
“Morgan!” I screamed. I couldn’t see shit.
“Creed?” She started banging on a door. “Shane is out there but I think he’s dead!” She yelled out just as my boot kicked something and I almost fell. I stepped over it and made my way through the room. That was when I tripped over what I knew had to be a body. I could smell the gasoline, so whoever did it meant to kill everyone. I crawled to the door and realized the doorknob was tied with a rope to the sink on my side of the door.
“Morgan, stand back!” I coughed. I kicked a hole in the door and kept kicking until I made a big enough hole to pull Morgan through. The fire was in the closet, and created more smoke than anything. I could feel the heat behind me, but it wasn’t yet totally out of control. I pulled Morgan through the hole I made, and threw her over my shoulder. I tried to remember how many steps until I’d trip over the bodies and safely made my way outside with Morgan screaming for Callie. I set her down and clasped her face.
“Where’s Callie?”
She shook her head, and I pulled her into me. “She’s dead.” She silently said it into my ear then coughed. “We have to find Addie.” She cried.
“Addie’s okay, she stopped me on the road.” I just held her that way and looked around for Addie who was being held by an older woman not far away.
“Did anyone think to call 911?” I yelled out.
“They’re on their way!” Someone answered.
I pulled back and cupped Morgan’s face. “Who is in that room? Is anyone else in there?”
She shook her head. “Nobody.” She sobbed and coughed. “He slit her throat, and I stabbed him.” She tried to speak softly between sobs so Addie wouldn’t hear.
“Mommy!” Addie cried out and we both looked at her.
“Take her to the office, get her away from this room!” I yelled at the older woman then looked at Morgan. “The fire isn’t that bad, it’s mostly smoke. Are you okay?”
She coughed. “No, she’s dead.” Morgan was shaking and that’s when I took in the whole picture. She had blood all over her and she was bleeding from her head. “I got Addie out through the window, but I didn’t fit through. Then I couldn’t get the door open once Shane got quiet. I killed him.”
She was going into shock. “Someone get me a blanket!’ I yelled out to the crowd that had formed around us. I looked back at the room then scanned the outside of the building for a fire extinguisher, but saw nothing. A young woman brought me a blanket and I covered Morgan up then laid her down and lifted her legs. I heard the sirens, then saw Darren pull in with Tanner not far behind him in his personal vehicle.
“Tanner, over here!”
I watched as his eyes looked from me to the Range Rover then to Morgan. “What the fuck!” He came running toward us and I shook my head.
“She’s okay, but I don’t see a fire extinguisher.”
“What the fuck is she doing here?”
“Never mind that, the fire was more smoke producing than anything, but it won’t stay that way long.”
He gave me a nod and started to run to his truck. “Hey Tanner!” He stopped and looked at me as I shook my head. “Callie and Shane are in there, but Morgan said they are dead.”
His face turned as white as a ghost just before he turned and ran for his truck. He came back with an extinguisher as Darren approached me. “Its in the closet in the back.” I yelled out.
“Why the hell is she here?” Darren quickly turned Morgan’s face to look at him.
“She’s going into shock. Addie is in the office with an older woman. I don’t know what happened, but Morgan was trapped in the bathroom. It was Addie that made me stop on the road.”
Finally, the sirens came closer, and I saw all the flashing lights. I looked at the room and Tanner stepped out with a disturbed look on his face. He dropped the fire extinguisher and ran toward us as he called out orders.
“I got the fire out, just make sure everyone is out of the motel, clear it but be careful not to disturb the crime scene. Darren will need a forensic team!” Tanner dropped down to his knees and began looking over every inch of his daughter as her body shook from the shock. He waved over the paramedics and one more fire fighter dropped down next to us. He pulled off his helmet and it was Patrick.
“What the hell happened?”
Darren went to search for Addie as Patrick pulled out his oxygen mask and held it over his sister’s mouth. “I asked what the hell happened?” Patrick snapped at me.
I shook my head. “It was Shane, that’s all I know.”
“We’ve got a pulse!” A fireman said over the radio, and I watched a backboard being carried into the room by a few firemen. I shut my eyes and hoped like hell it was Callie. The paramedics made their way to Morgan and asked everyone to step back. I watched as they assessed her then put an oxygen mask over her mouth then started an IV for fluids. Tanner was barking orders at the firemen while Darren was ordering his officers around. Everything started happening so fast and I couldn’t take my eyes off Morgan. I watched as they put her on a stretcher then I saw that mother fucker Shane being carried out of the motel on a backboard.
“Oh, fuck no!” I marched toward them as they took him toward the only ambulance. “She goes first!” I made myself clear.
Tanner stopped me. “He is critical, so we called for a helicopter. Morgan is going in the ambulance, ease up.”
I turned to him. “Ease up? That son of a bitch tried to kill your fucking daughter!”
“Morgan will be alright, but Darren wants to know some information from Shane and he’s critical. Hell, he probably won’t make it to the hospital.”
I pointed at Morgan. “She inhaled a lot of smoke and she’s in shock, not to mention her head injury! I want her on the flight and that fucker can die. Fuck him!”
Darren walked up. “Axton is on his way with a truck and trailer for your bike. I’m having the child looked over and a second ambulance is on its way. Jenny is already on her way to the hospital, so Morgan won’t be alone. Why don’t you ride to the hospital with Addie?”
“Me?” I pointed at myself.
“You’re the one that found her, so she might trust you. She’s hysterical, go see if there’s anything you can do to help. They’re taking Morgan now.” Darren said.
I turned and saw Morgan being loaded into an ambulance. “Fine.” I dug my keys out of my pocket and handed them to Tanner. “Give these to Axton.”
He gave me a nod and I started for the office. I wasn’t sure what I could do to help the kid, but I’d give it a try. I couldn’t imagine the trauma she was experiencing, but she didn’t know me for shit. As soon as I opened the door I spotted the tiny trembling girl, and the most horrible pain shot through my chest. When her wet eyes met mine, I froze.
“Mommy!” Her little bottom lip quivered, and she reached for me. Me? Why would any kid want me? I’d have thought she would have been scared of me, but she was reaching for me.
“We can’t seem to calm her down.” A paramedics said. I reluctantly stepped forward and a child I never met hopped off the sofa and ran for me. I kneeled down and wrapped her trembling little body in my arms. I kept telling myself not to cry. Dammit, I was an Army Ranger, we didn’t cry, dammit. I held myself together and held her as she sobbed.
“My mommy?” She cried again.
“Auntie Morgan is on her way to the hospital, and you’ll see her soon. I promise.” I held her tightly in my arms.