Must Read: An Incest Birthday (18+)

Episode 7 years ago

Must Read: An Incest Birthday (18+)

In an instant both Rita and I went from joking around to serious. He had to be calling about the guy that shot me, and in my experience, phone calls aren’t usually a good sign.




“Yeah I remember you, is everything ok? Did something go wrong?”
“No no everything is fine, I just wanted to call and give you the good news. The man who shot you has stood trial, and he’s been found guilty on all counts. The jury just decided.”
Both Rita and I breathed a huge sigh of relief. With the whole dad thing we kinda let it slip about the trial. The lawyers told me with all the evidence they had against him I most likely wouldn’t need to testify in court, I guess they were right.
“Where are you? Are you still at the courthouse? Am I allowed down there?”
“I’m still here yes, the downtown Lakeview Courthouse Center outside room 301.”
“Is he still there? You think they’ll let me say something to him?”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea, you don’t want to…”
“Please, I won’t attack him or anything. I just wanna say a few things and leave, that’s it.”
He was quiet for a second. “You can maybe get a couple minutes, but he’ll be in a jail cell and it’ll be monitored. We won’t be moving him for about another six hours.”




“A few minutes is all I’ll need, thank you, I’m on my way. I’ll be there in half an hour tops.”
“Don’t take 55 to get here, there was a pile up this morning, it might be still backed up.”
“That’s the one I was gonna take too, thanks.



We’ll be there in a little bit.”
I hung up and jumped on the next best freeway headed downtown. I was surprised mom didn’t call me to let me know, unless mom doesn’t know yet, which means dad doesn’t know either.
“What are you gonna say to him? How can you even wanna look at him?”
“I have no idea what I’m gonna say, but when I do see him the words will come. You think we should tell mom and dad? This might be something that’ll get him on our side.”
“I don’t know, we’d be forcing to feel guilty for us. Tell him after you talk to this ‘person’. I don’t even wanna look at him, but I don’t wanna miss a chance to stare a hole through his head.”
“Believe me I’m thinking the same thing, but officer Jenkins said people would be there.”
“I don’t care. That’s in case we get too hectic or try to hit him through the bars or something. I’m not gonna do that. I’m gonna mess with him the best way a woman knows how.”
“Then I feel bad for him. Ok I kinda don’t know where I’m going. Can you use your GPS to get me the rest of the way there? He said they were at Lakeview Courthouse center.”



“I thought guys didn’t like to admit they needed help with directions?”
“I don’t wanna take any chances with this one. I wanna look him in the eyes before they send him upstate. I wanna see if he’s sorry or anything.”
“He won’t be. He didn’t care if you died the night he shot you.”
“Then that changes my whole approach. I’ll just play it by ear when I get there.”
About ten minutes more driving and another fifteen looking for a parking spot and walking to the building we finally got there. We went through the metal detectors and made our way through a couple more checkpoints and got to room 301, where Jenkins was waiting on us.



“Thirty minutes, well a few over, but that’s probably because of the millions of metal detectors and checkpoints you had to go through.



Nice to see you,” officer Jenkins said.

“You too. Is he still here?” I asked.


“He’s down in the temporary holding cells.


You have a few minutes to talk with him but only a few minutes. I’m only saying this once, turn your phones off, and don’t do anything stupid.”


“I won’t, I’m just gonna look him in the eyes and swear him off for good.”
“I’m talking to you too Rita. I know how this guy stirs you up. Don’t lose control.”



“I’ll be fine. Randy’s alive and he’s going away, I’ll just let him know he lost,” Rita said.


We followed Officer Jenkins to where the guy who shot me was being held. After a few clearance checkpoints and signing of some papers, Officer Jenkins told us they had him chained to a chair in one of their rooms, ready to talk. We walked in and there he was, Johnny Adams, the guy who almost ended my life, sitting at a table donning an orange jumpsuit with both hands chained to a chair surrounded by four guards in each corner of the room. He looked up and Rita and I and laughed as I sat in the chair and Rita stood behind me.



“I wouldn’t be laughing if I were you. From what I heard, guilty on all counts,” I said.


He still had a small grin. “The little fu-Cker.




I almost didn’t recognize you without the two bullet holes. I don’t think we properly met, I’m Johnny in case you were wondering.”



“I know who you are, and I don’t care, and you’re not Johnny anymore, you’re just a number now, inmate 57735 or whatever they decide to call you.”



“If you don’t care than why are you here? You must care a little.”


“I might be the first person in history to ever do this, but I’m here to thank you.”



He started laughing again. “Wait wait wait, you’re here to thank me? I try to take you out and you come congratulate me? You must be a new brand of stupid.”


“I’m not the one chained to a chair so you tell me. But like I said, as crazy as it sounds, I’m here to thank you. Me getting shot put everything into perspective in a crazy time in my life. You ended a nasty feud, saved two relationships and started a new one without even trying, and in the process got yourself pinched for the crime and other crimes you committed, so all around it was a win-win, well maybe not on your end, but then again you’re crazy enough to think so.”



“That was a nice little speech, not that I was paying attention to most of it but your facial expressions told me enough. All I really heard was the ‘thank you for shooting me’ part, which I’d be happy to do again if you need some more good luck in the future.”


“Thanks, but where you’re going the only weapon you’ll have is the food. Nice try, though.”


“You wouldn’t be so happy if I had another bullet in that gun…”


“Still talking. Well I guess it doesn’t hurt seeing as you’re looking at life with no parole.”


“Am I getting under your skin? Or hers?



The funny thing about no parole, is that it tends to get revoked, you know, for good behavior and things like that.”


“Then I have absolutely nothing to worry about seeing as how friendly you are.”



“You’re laughing now. You won’t be a few months from now when I’m in court for appeals.”


“You can’t be that stupid to threaten me in a government building with guards in it, but then again, you do everything backwards anyway so why should this be any different.”


“Whatever man. Get your little gloat in now. I’ve seen worse cases than mine get overturned on appeals, and when that happens, I’ll pay your little girlfriend another visit, and maybe that B***h standing behind you too.”



“HEY YOU WATCH YOUR MOUTH!” I yelled leaning at him before I knew what was happening.


“There he is! There’s that anger I was looking for! Hey B***h, why don’t you come from behind that chair, my hand didn’t get to say goodbye to your face last time we were together.”



“YOU SON OF A…” I said as I started to walk around to his side of the table before Rita held on to me, prompting the guards to all take a step forward and intervene if they needed to.
“That’s exactly what he wants Randy, don’t give that bastard the time of day,” Rita said.
“Ok I think this talk is just about over,” Officer Jenkins said. “Let’s go.”
“Wait,” I said sitting back in the chair. “Nice try. I’m not gonna let you get to me. I just have one question then you can get back to whatever life you have left. Was it worth it? You beat up on some girls and shoot me for what? So you won’t look like a punk? Your whole life is gone now. You eat, sleep, shower on someone else’s schedule now, your life isn’t your life anymore. Does this affect you in any way? Do you feel regret for any of this?”
He was silent as he stared at me with his arms crossed. “I thought you said one question. The only regret I have is I didn’t order a banana split while they were on sale.”



I sighed and dropped my head in shame. “I feel sorry for you man, I really do. Prison is the perfect place for you. You should fit right in with all the murderers and rapists. Take a good look. You tried to end me, but I’m still here, and in the process fixed a problem in my life, and I thank you for that, but this is the last time you’ll see me, ever. Enjoy prison. I’m ready officer.”
I got up to leave and turned to walk out the door with Rita on my shoulder.


“Awww what’s this, no goodbye from you babe? Not even a see you later? And here all this time I thought we were friends,” he said to Rita with that smile on his face.
Rita turned to him and walked to the table, putting both of her hands on it like the cops do when they’re interrogating someone. “You aren’t worth me wasting my breath on, but I will say this. When I leave this room, I will never think about you again, I will never mention you, I won’t even say your crappy rip-off of a name. You, are the reason people like me exist, you’re the reason jails exist, you’re the reason this planet has become what it is. If the word appeal so much as gets whispered around your case I will be here bright and early every morning to make sure you stay in whatever hole they throw you in. I will be at every court appearance from here to New York to make sure you never breathe even a little piece of fresh air ever again. Every attempt you make to get out of jail, I will be there to make sure you stay in. You almost took someone very important from me, I’m gonna take everything from you. If I were you I’d enjoy what little freedom you have left, because as long as I have a say in it, and believe me I have a VERY big say in it, you will never live life as a free man again.”



The door opened and we turned to see Ashley walking in. her eyes went straight to Johnny, and she had the same fierce look that Rita had, but hers was more piercing.
“I’m sorry to walk in on you like this, they called me too. I had to be here and say something before he left. Is it ok if I come in?” Ashley asked us and we agreed it was.
“What the F**K is this! Big Bleeping party! Anybody else coming in? What do you want?”
“I came to watch them drag you away like the useless piece of trash you are.”