Save Me Daddy

Elen

Great, not only do I have an abusive husband, now I have a fucking stalker, a masked one at that. If It wasn’t for Daryl threatening to hurt our children, I’d be long gone. I’m sitting on my back porch smoking a cigarette, icing my face, and I can see a man in a blue mask watching me from the woodline. He’s just there… Watching… Like he has been for the past few weeks.

Is it wrong to wish he would come and save me? End my husband so he can’t lay another finger on me? I almost hit him back this time, but the last time I fought back he said he’d leave me and take the kids somewhere I’d never find them. He’s the one with a job, the one who earns the money. I even stopped watching TV when he’s gone. I keep the lights off, doing anything and everything I can do to keep the electric bill low. If it increases, no matter what, he makes me earn the money from him to pay his fucking bills, how fucked up is that?

Daryl comes outside, “Let me see baby, I didn’t mean to hit you.” I’d laugh if I didn’t think I’d get hit again. My skin crawls as I force myself to sit still as he checks my face. “You need to be more careful next time, you know I don’t like my dinner to be cold.”

Fuck you! I wish I could say that. His dinner was cold because he was fucking late. I tried to keep it warm for him, but it wasn’t good enough. At least he didn’t carry through with his last threat and push my face down against the stove. He gives my bruised cheek a kiss like it’s going to make it better. A horn honks out front, “The guys are here, I’ll be back late.”

“Okay.” Hope you drink yourself to death. One can hope right?

Once he’s gone my eldest son, Joey, who’s only ten, comes outside. “Mom, the baby’s crying, I tried giving her a bottle.”

“Thank you Joey, I’ll go get her.”

“Where’d dad go this time?”

“Out with his friends.”

“I wish he’d stay gone and leave you alone.”

“I’m going to go check on your little sister, then you and I are going to have a little talk.”

“Yes, mam.”

I toss my cigarette bud in the pot beside me. Joey helps me up, then I go check on Maggie. She needs a new diaper and wants to be held. I rock her in the chair as I talk with Joey. “Mom, I hate standing by while daddy hurts you.”

“I know baby, I’m sorry, I’m trying to find a way for us to get away. I just don’t know how.”

“Can’t you call the police? That’s what they are supposed to help with.”

I manage to hold back the tears, “I can’t baby, he has friends on the force, but I promise you, I am working on it, so you don’t need to worry about me. I promise we are going to be safe.”

He gives me a hug, “I love you mommy, I hope you know you are the strongest person I know.”

I tear up, I don’t feel strong. I feel like a complete fucking failure. I put Maggie back down, Joey picks up his little brother from the couch and carries him to bed for me. Then he helps me clean up the rest of the house. I’m still stiff from the beating I took a few days ago, on top of the one from tonight. I hate that Joey has to grow up watching me get beat like this, I don’t even know how to save myself or my kids. I let Joey stay up and watch TV for an hour then sent him to bed. Once he’s asleep I go back outside and smoke the joint I stole from Daryl.

Jordan

Being back home after years of being away… Making friends isn’t easy, but when I met Daryl he seemed to be a nice enough guy. Or so I thought. He invited me over to his house for poker night a couple weeks ago and that’s when I met his wife Elen. I could see the layers of makeup she was wearing. The way she walked. The way she talked. The way she would flinch at loud noises. Under all that makeup, I bet Elen is a natural beauty. I fell for her instantly. I know she felt it too when my hand accidentally touched her arm, the shock it sent through me drove me wild.

Tonight confirmed my suspicions when I watched them from the woods in my mask. I have to find a way to help her escape him. She belongs with me. I’ll never raise my fucking hand to her. I’ll kill anyone who does and I’m going to start with that pathetic excuse of a husband, Daryl. He has her so dependent on him, she doesn’t think she can get away from him. I bet he even threatened the kids. I am sure they are the only reason she is still with him. I’ll do whatever it takes to protect them, to make her mine, but first he has to pay for what he has done to her. He has to die.

I see her out on the back porch again, knowing Daryl is out with those fucking losers he calls friends, I take my chance and approach her. “Well, either my weed is laced or you are here to kill me.”

“There’s a third option.”

“Really? Well, if you want to fuck me, I’m a little fucked up at the moment. You’d be better off finding someone else.”

Of course she would go there. Has he made her fuck other people? That thought just pisses me off. “Well, okay, a fourth reason.”

She pauses before she slips up and admits it. “Just tell me what you want, it’s been a long fucking night, and I’m sore as hell, I just want to get high and get a little rest before...”

“You need to leave him.”

She laughs, “You think I don’t know that? You think I’m still here because I love him? I fucking hate him.”

“Good.”

“Good?”

“Yes, good, because now I know I can carry out my plans.”

“This must be some good shit, there’s no way I am talking to some crazy ass man in a fucking mask.”

“Oh, baby girl you aren’t high. I’m going to do whatever it takes to help you.”

She laughs again, “Why would you help me? I’m just some useless whore who can’t do anything right.”

I can’t handle her talking about herself this way. I move in front of her, putting my hand around her throat very gently and whispering in her ear, “I won’t hurt you, I promise, but I don’t want to hear you talking about yourself like this. You are fucking amazing and a wonderful mother. I know why you are still here. Daddy is going to fix your problem. I need you to trust me.”

“You want me to trust you? I don’t know you, you won’t even show me your face.”

“I’ll show you when the time is right, for now I need you to trust me. Keep playing house like you have been and I’ll help you with your problem.”

She looks me in the eyes, “How do I know this isn’t one of Daryl’s pranks, that he isn’t trying to trick me?”

I see the fear in her eyes, “Baby girl, I can promise you that this is no prank. I want to help you and take care of you.”

“I want to believe you, I really do, I want me and my kids to be safe. I want out of this situation so bad..”

“Well believe me baby girl, daddy wants to get you out, you and your kids.”

“Okay, but if this is a trick...”

“It’s not.”

Elen

I want to believe him, but can I afford to? Shit, Joey needs money for his field trip tomorrow. I guess I can test my masked stalker to see what he does. “Where’d you go baby?”

“Um… I forgot about Joey’s field trip tomorrow. After what happened at dinner tonight, I couldn’t ask Daryl for the money. He would have made me do something really awful for it on such short notice.”

“How much does he need?”

“It’s just ten dollars.”

He hands it right over with another hundred. “I can’t take all this.”

“You can and you will. You can’t possibly be breastfeeding in your condition.”

I start to cry. “Why the tears?”

“I’m not used to kindness, like this.”

“You better get used to it.”

I take my tennis shoe off and lift the inside sole and hide the cash. If Daryl finds it, he will think I stole it from him. “Why are you helping me?”

“Because I need to keep you safe and bring you and the kids home to me.”

I bite my lip, this masked man, who keeps referring to himself as daddy, wants me and my kids. I have to be high as hell right now. “You’d better go before he comes back.”

“I will tonight, but I promise you, I will help you.”

“I want to believe you, I really do.”

“I’ll prove it to you baby girl.” He lifts his mask just enough, and pulls me in for a kiss, and holly hell it’s a fucking kiss. “I want you Elen, I want you, the kids, and I am going to do whatever it takes to make you safe and give you everything you deserve.” I just shake my head and cry as he wipes the tears. “Now go get you some rest.”

I couldn’t believe the words that came out of my mouth, “yes, daddy.”

“Good girl.”

I went inside, checked on the kids, then went to bed. How the hell did he know I was almost out of formula too?