Deuce (Swamp Desires Book 1) by Caissy Boudreau Read Free Book Online Page A

houseboat.
    Enough dilly dallying; time to get this poor woman to safety. Hopefully, someone can pick her up. She needs a second chance. Everyone deserves one. She met the wrong man, her family was assholes, and she needs a fresh start. A new start, for a new beginning at life. I bet she will be very cautious from now on.
    I race in the direction of the main road. I am jumping over rocks and fallen trees with a wounded woman on my back. She holds tight to me, making sure that she does not fall off during our journey. She is silently crying on my back. Her sobs are breaking my heart.
    “I cannot believe that I believed everything he ever said to me. All the promises he made, he never kept them. He just used me for my body, and when that did not please him anymore, he resorted to beating me. How could I be so stupid and naïve? To this day, I still cannot believe that my parents sold me to him. What did I ever do so wrong to warrant them to sell me? I am their only child. All I ever wanted from them was their love. But they could not give it to me. I was apparently supposed to be a boy, but instead, I was born a girl. Since then, they have pushed me off onto anyone they could. They never wanted me. I never deserved the treatment I was given growing up. When I turned sixteen, they found the man in charge of the sex trafficking and sold me to him for ten thousand dollars.” She sobs.
    I cannot believe humans would treat their only child the way she was treated. No child deserves that. They should have put her up for adoption when she was born. At least then she would have had a chance at a normal, happy life. My heart just breaks for her, and I hope she can overcome all the wrong that has been done to her.
    “At first, he was so gentle and patient with me. He treated me like a princess. When I turned eighteen, he took me into his bedroom and seduced me. I would have given him everything he ever wanted. He was my first, although I never loved him. He was almost like a father figure to me for two years until I was a legal adult. But, I was still his. Even though I was an adult, my body was not mine, it belonged to him. Some nights he would have his friends come over and they would take turns fucking me. I was a toy to them and to him. I never truly meant anything to him. I learned that the hard way. I have tried for years to get away from him. I am now twenty five. He caught me every time I tried to escape. That is when the beatings started. After my first attempt to escape, he started beating me senseless. I would not be able to move for a week after the beating. He would go so far as to use a thick leather belt and sometimes a two by four. It all depended on the mood he was in. I am so glad that he is finally dead and gone. Thank the good Lord for small miracles. Now, maybe I can start over and finally put that chapter of my life behind me. I will find a way to go back to school and get my GED and hopefully get a good job. I will finally go to that shelter for abused women and see if they can help me. I will tell the cops about the sex trafficking in this town.”
    Now that is the spirit I want to hear. You go get ‘em girl! You can do anything you put your mind to. Of course, she cannot hear me, but I am still thinking it. This woman has tremendous courage and I applaud her. It will take all the courage she has to overcome what has been done to her. We are about a mile from the main road. Her sobs finally stop. I can smell that her fear is finally gone. She smells of confidence now. I am so glad I was in the right place tonight. I do not want to think of what would have happened to her if I was not there. Would the gator boys take her to safety? I would hope they would have done that. It would be the only right thing to do.
    We get to the main road and she gets off my back. “I do not know who you are, but thank you for saving me and giving me a second chance at life. I will forever be in your debt. I know you are a shifter