Chronicles

Daddy’s Little Girl Part IV: An R.L. Mathewson Chronicle

“Let go.”

“I’d rather die!” Elizabeth bit out vehemently as her grip tightened around the edge of the bathroom counter.

Thankful that she was ticklish like her mother, Jason simply shifted his hand so that his fingertips were near the side of his little girl’s stomach and-

“Oh, my God, no!” Elizabeth gasped around a bout of laughter as she released her hold on the counter so that she could stop his tickling assault.

Once she was free, he simply picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. Ignoring her sputtered demands that he put her down so that she could live… Read More

Daddy’s Little Girl: Part III

“What the hell happened?” Jason asked when Mikey finally stepped out of the bathroom.

With a heavy sigh, she said, “I’m afraid that I can’t tell you that.”

“Well, did you at least fix her?” he asked right around the time the sniffles started up again.

“Define fix…” Mikey said as she rolled the baseball between her hands.

“This,” Jason said, gesturing between Mikey and the closed bathroom door, “is exactly why I don’t want you playing with my… Read More

Daddy’s Little Girl Part II: An R.L. Mathewson Chronicle

“Open the door, sweetheart,” Jason said as his grip on the door frame tightened and he forced himself to slowly exhale as he pressed his forehead against the bathroom door.

“I-I’m f-f-fine,” Elizabeth managed to get out on a broken sob that had him pushing away from the door and ramming his fingers through his hair. He was going to kill the little bastard, he decided when the next round of sobs began.   

“You should probably call Aunt Hayley.”

“You really should,” Sebastian said, drawing his attention to the duo that he’d called in to help fix… Read More

Daddy’s Little Girl: Part I….An R.L. Mathewson Chronicle

“I’m getting too fucking old for this,” Jason said, sighing as he rubbed his hands roughly down his face as he sat there, trying to find the energy to drag his ass inside.

Knowing that his little grasshopper was inside waiting for him had him grabbing his backpack and shoving his truck door open. He was taking next summer off, he decided as he grabbed the small cooler that Hayley packed for him this morning out of the back and headed for the front door. He’d been working for his father every summer since he turned fourteen and now that… Read More

The Grudge: Part III…with a twist

“Why are we at the mall?” Sebastian asked, sighing heavily as he placed their tray down at the small food court table.

“Well, we,” Mikey said, stressing the second word as she gestured between her and his father who was doing his best not to smile, “are spending a lovely evening at the mall. I’m not sure what you’re doing here to be honest,” she added with a sad shake of her head and a pitying look that had him narrowing his eyes on the little brat.

“I’m spending quality time with my father,” he said with a glare as he… Read More

The Grudge: Part II

“What did he do to piss you off this time?” Uncle Trevor asked as they watched Sebastian storm out of the house.

“I don’t remember,” Mikey said, pursing her lips up as she thought it over only to shrug.

“You’re evil,” Uncle Trevor said with a rueful smile and a shake of his head as they watched as Sebastian’s eyes narrowed on them.

“I know,” Mikey said, nodding solemnly as Sebastian stormed over to the truck.

“You really enjoy tormenting my son, don’t you?” Uncle Trevor asked with a curious look in his… Read More

The Grudge: A Neighbor from Hell Chronicle

“What are you doing here?” Jonathan asked, shooting him a questioning look as he dropped his backpack by the door before throwing himself across Sebastian’s bed.

“I live here,” Sebastian pointed out as he shifted his search to under his bed.

“Barely,” Jonathan said before asking, “What are you looking for?”

“Something to read,” he said, sighing heavily as he shoved another stack of books that he’d already read aside and decided to take another look at the books on his desk.

“Why didn’t you go to the library?”

“Because it’s closed today,” he said as he went through the books on his desk,… Read More

Late Night: Part II

“What the hell are you doing here?” Eric asked, not bothering to open his eyes as Nathan sat down next to him.

Instead of answering him, Nathan tossed his phone with their mother’s most recent email opened on his brother’s lap even as he continued to glare at the reason why he’d come down here at two in the morning. Frowning, Eric picked up his phone and-

“Oh,” his brother said, slowly exhaling as he read through the message, nodded, and said, “You’re fucked.”

“Tell me something that I don’t know,” Nathan said, taking his phone back so that could slide it… Read More

Late Night: Part 1

“Is, like, Eric seeing anyone?” Melissa, their third-rider for the week and the reason that Tara desperately needed to get her hands on some caffeine soon, asked.

Blinking, Tara looked up from the stack of run sheets that she needed to finish before she could make that dream a reality and glanced over at her partner to find him sitting on the other side of the room, glaring at her. When he saw her looking at him, he mouthed, “I. Hate. You,” as his gaze flickered towards the woman who’d set off a psych patient in the back of their… Read More

Father’s Day

“Am I a joke to you?” Jason demanded as he looked at the small pile of gifts that his children had given him.

“What’s wrong?” Joshua asked, frowning down at the signed Yankees baseball cap that he’d given his father.

“I thought you wanted a new briefcase,” Elizabeth said, gesturing towards the gift she’d given him.

“And you thought I could be bought off?” Jason asked in disgust as he folded his arms over his chest and shook his head in disgust as his children stood next to his bed, looking at a loss at what to do, which only infuriated him… Read More