Free Her Sweet Betrayal by Tywanda Brown Page A

about we don’t call the cops on Brent. I mean you did say Honey was on top. How about we call his parents and inform them about what has taken place, and we go from there on the Brent situation. As far as Honey goes, let’s take her electronics and ground her from going out for the rest of the summer,” he responded.
    “Have you lost your mind? Taking her electronics and grounding her ain’t going to do anything other than piss her off.  We need to put the fear of GOD into her, so with that being said. We call and arrange a meeting with Brent’s parents, but Honey will be physically punished and have all privileges revoked,” I replied looking at Stephan like he had lost his mind.
    “Ground her, my ass. Stephan must have bumped his head if he thought I wasn’t going to put my hands on her,” I thought as more tears continued to roll down my face.
    “Tina, go ahead and revoke her privileges but I will not allow you to put your hands on my daughter right now. You’re mad and definitely not thinking clearly. Yes she was wrong, however beating her will not solve the problem, it will only make it worse.”
    “You know what Stephan…I don’t know why you’re not as irate as I am about this, but let’s look at the facts here. Honey is MY daughter and I will punish MY daughter any way I see fit. And as of right now, I think she deserves her ass beat,” I replied ending the conversation by walking out of the kitchen after wiping my tears away.

 
    Stephen
    I was tired of Tina always throwing up the fact that Honey was not my daughter. So I went upstairs to the bedroom and packed a bag. I was not staying home tonight in fear of possibility hurting her if she says anything else stupid. After packing an overnight bag, I went downstairs and grabbed my keys and walked out the door.
    As I walked through the living room, Honey and my eyes connected. She was giving me a pleading look, but I could care less at the moment. I just continued to walk out the house. Next thing I knew Tina was outside yelling at me.
    “Stephan, where the hell you running off to,” she yelled with her hands on her hip, watching me put my bag in the back seat.
    I stopped and looked at her; all I could do was shake my head as she continued to yell at me.
    “Go ahead and run away! We don’t need you. I can do bad by myself anyway!” she yelled as I got in my car and backed out of the driveway.
    “I bet she is going to need me when the bills are due. I bet she is going to need me to not only service her car, but to service her ass. I mean how does she think we are able to afford the life we are providing for Honey?” I thought as I headed towards the nearest hotel in town.
    Forty minutes later, I had checked into a room at the Red Lounge, and was now sitting at the bar.
    “What can I get for you,” a tall blonde barmaid asked.
    “A bottle of Hennessey please,” I ordered pulling out my bank card.
    A few seconds later she returned with the bottle and a glass.
    “What brings you to the Red Lounge handsome?” she asked leaning against the bar.
    “Needed a stress free night,” I answered pouring myself a shot.
    “Care to talk to Sugar about it?”
    “No I’d rather drink my problems away,” I replied grabbing my bottle and walking away.
    I could tell by the way she was talking that she had been around the block a couple of times. Finding a table in the back of the bar, I sat down by a pretty red head that couldn’t be any more than seventeen. Shaking my head I continued to drink by my lonesome before wobbling to my room about one in morning; after realizing that the Red Lounge wasn’t your typical hotel, it was more of a sex empire.
    After taking a shower I passed out.

 
    Honey
    “Mrs. Jones my mom will be here at 10:00 a.m. like you asked. Is there anything else you would like for me to do? I’m so sorry about what happened here tonight,” pleaded Brent as soon he saw my mom walk back into the living room.
    “Yes Brent, you