He Saved Me

He Saved Me Chapter Eight

Bobby's daddy over there ---->>>

Chapter Eight

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SOME SEXUAL CONTENT

I tried to keep it innocent, but if you feel you may be offended by it, just send me a private message, and I will give you the rundown on what went down. :)

Isobel's POV

After Bobby and I had talked about his feelings about his dad leaving, he confessed to me all of the things that he had done in his life that he wished he could take back. At some point during the evening, we had moved our conversation upstairs to his room so that we could have more privacy. He was nervous about his mom overhearing most of the stuff he had done.

He had intentionally built his bad ass, rough and tough bad boy image up over the years so that he could better protect his mom.

He said that after his eleventh birthday he had run away from home. He found himself on the other side of town sitting in the park by himself when he witnessed a mugging. The victim looked close to his mom's age and she had been walking to her car when a man had come up to her, put a gun to her head, and demanded that she give him her purse and all of her jewelry. She had given him everything without argument, but the guy had still hit her in the head with the gun before running.

After that he said that he couldn't stop thinking about his mom. Since his dad was gone, that made him the man of the house and he had to protect her. So he had gone back home before anyone knew he was gone and from that day on, he resolved to be the protector.

He made new friends, friends who were older than him, who taught him about weapons and self defense. When he was fourteen, he had heard his mom crying on the phone to his aunt Linda about her financial problems, so he had decided to sell drugs. By that time, he had a lot of friends in low places, and he started out delivering packages and running money. He never touched the drugs in the beginning.

Soon though, he did, and he hired a lawyer. He opened a back account, pretending to be his father, and began to send her checks in the mail. The lawyer contacted her and informed her that his father had made arrangements to send alimony until she remarried and child support payments bi-weekly until his son's eighteenth birthday.

With their financial problems over, he and his mom could afford to move to the house that they lived in now. His mom had no idea what he did for his money, even though she had found his safe open in his room one day, and he had no intention of enlightening her. Soon, he would graduate from high school and after that he would move into his own place.

"So you don't plan on going to college?" I asked. I remembered him telling me that's why his mom had grounded him.

He shook his head. "I couldn't get into college. I've missed so much school over the years, it's a miracle that I haven't been expelled. All the teachers hate me, and if it were up to them, I would be out on my ass."

"Well then why aren't you?"

"You wouldn't believe how many members of the school board are a part of the same business as me. They wouldn't dream of kicking me out."

My eyes widened as I looked at him sitting across the room in his desk chair. "Who?"

He stood up and laughed. "I'd tell you, but I'd have to kill you."

I rolled my eyes and joined in his laughter. If there was nothing I had learned recently, it was that Robert Elliot Slade III would never hurt me. Yes, he had divulged to me his middle name tonight as well. I felt so safe with him. "Right, like you would do that!"