Scarlet Rendezvous - Sex Stories

Scarlet Rendezvous

... front door. It slammed against the wall, plaster falling on the carpet.

"Karina!" I shouted, and stepped inside.

She was sitting on the bed, earbuds in her ears, listening to music. Tears were running down her face.

"I'm sorry dad," she said, rolled over and buried her head in her pillow.

There were no kidnappers.

***

It was Natalia's cellphone that had actually led us to Karina's room at the motel. Natalia wasn't there now. Briggs' equipment showed she was currently driving north on I-95, somewhere near Daytona Beach.

Karina was crying inconsolably. I sat on the bed next to her, letting her get it all out of her system. I asked the other guys to wait outside, to watch the front door and back alley, just in case. They patted me on the back and took their posts.

Karina finally started to settle.

"Want an Ativan?" I asked her.

"Do you have one?"

"Yes. For my PTSD. I don't take them."

"Okay."

I handed her the tiny white pill. She took it with the bottle of water she had next to her bed.

"You're not in any trouble," I told her. "We didn't go to the police. I'm not mad at you, either. I'm just glad you're safe. I love you so much, Karina, you have no idea."

"I know you love me dad," she said.

"Good. I'm glad that's clear. I've made a lot of mistakes as your father, but I've never stopped caring about you. Ever. I've missed you. Seriously. You broke my heart when you ditched me at graduation, but I deserved that one. I made a bad ...

... decision, messing around with Tiffany. That must have been incredibly embarrassing for you. What kind of father does that? I'm sorry. You had every right to leave me behind. Your mother says you hate me. I don't blame you."

"I don't hate you, dad."

"It's okay if you do. I'll still love you anyway."

"I don't hate you," Karina repeated. "I thought I did before, but I don't. Mom hates you. I guess she has her reasons. Sometimes mom puts ideas in my head about you, and maybe they're not all true. She kept telling me that you were losing your mind, that you weren't safe, and that you were dangerous to be around."

"I definitely had my moments over the years," I admitted.

"You totally did. But you were sick, and in a lot of pain. Mom didn't care. She was just so tired of it all. She got me that job stripping at the Four Aces, and you flipped out. I can understand why, but you were still out of line. I was 20 and old enough to make my own decisions. It was frustrating living with you. Just when I thought you were going to get help, you left again for another year, and came back even worse."

I nodded. "It was a tough time for all of us. But I finally got counseling."

"You did. And we started to become friends again."

"We did."

"And then you fucked Tiffany," Karina said. "That was it for me. I made a choice to move down here and get involved in something that you could never understand, but it was my choice, and I wanted to see it through. And I did. And I don't ...