"Crap!"
Jordan exclaims as he gazes out the window scanning the area for cops. He turns around and says, "I just saw George get out of the car."
Standing up, I hurry over to the window and stare out as he walks towards the door. Watching him knock, Jordan goes to the door and prepares to answer it. Ready for a fight, he stiffens and opens it.
Mildly surprised that Jordan just opens the door, George stares at him before smiling. "Well, that was easier than I thought it was going to be. I thought for sure that you wouldn't open the door and I was going to have to inform the police that you are here." He remarks.
Jordan's face turns red with anger and he looks like he is about to punch him when I step between them. "What do you want George?"
"I want you to stop all this and bring my kids back home. You know where your place is." He glares at me and then at Jordan.
Jordan yells out, "Oh
The last few days were really hard, because I spent most of the day with Lillian and then I went to the shop to check up on their work. I had lied to her when I said they were doing a wonderful job. At first when I left them in charge, they spit them out like a conveyor belt, but then after a while they slowed down to a crawl. When I checked in on them the last time, they had gotten behind by one and there were three more waiting in line. If I don't get my life in check soon, the shop will be history and so will my life's dream. I have to get Lillian out of here and now that she is divorced, I can marry her and everything can simmer down. The thing is, everytime I go back to the hospital she looks at me so sad and I feel like I shouldn't ever leave her side. I don't think she is doing it intentionally, but she is making me feel really bad. Like today for instance, I slept there last night and then when I had to leave ab
As I wake up in my own bed, a smile spreads across my face and then I turn to Jordan who is still sleeping. Damn, I was hoping to give him a big kiss and then maybe make his day with a morning BJ. But since he isn’t awake yet, I carefully slide my feet to the side of the bed and place them on the floor before getting up and pulling my bathrobe on. “Knock” “Knock” “Knock” Hurrying as I go down the stairs, I hear the knock again. This time it is louder and more insistent sounding. When I reach the door and open it, I see a police officer and a detective standing face to face just outside and they are talking quietly. The moment I open the door, they glare at me with frowns on their faces and then the taller one states, “We are here with a search warrant. Last night your ex-husband was shot right out front of Jordan’s business. It looked like a robbery, but then we noticed that he had a gun too, so we are c
Slowly opening my eyes, I notice that I have a massive headache and I feel like someone has beat the hell out of me. There is a sound in the room like an air conditioner on the fritz with its whine constantly going on in the background and I hear something else too. Perhaps television static from the other room? Of course, I can’t see because someone has taken the time to blindfold me and rather tightly at that. Maybe that is why my head hurts so bad or could it be the way the tall one cold cocked me with the butt of his gun when I ran my smart mouth at him. Who knows? Either way it ends up the same, with me having one hell of a headache. Hearing someone walking towards me, I am thankful I haven’t lost my sense of smell because the minute the tall one walks in the door, I get a whiff of his cologne and I find myself almost puking. But at least I know which one it is and that I am still with the two of them and not someone else.&nbs
“Thank you for coming back to me.” I turn to Jordan and smile while expressing my appreciation. “Yeah. Yesterday was a bit much. I just can’t believe I managed to get out of this one alive. Those guys seemed so intent on killing me. I mean who would have thought that George would have been at it again already?” He takes me in his arms and smiles before kissing me on the lips. “Mom, mom.” Kelly runs in the door after her boyfriend Christian drops her off. She glances at the both of us and then continues what she was saying, “Christian just asked me to marry him.” Shocked beyond belief, I stand there in awe before blinking my eyes and waiting for her to say something else. I had figured something was going on when they have been going out for 2 years, and every time I turned around she was on a date with him before we went on the run. I remember the first time he came over to pick her up, I insisted
Shocked, I called the police and they showed up in the nick of time. If they hadn’t, I would have finished this miserable ass hole off before he hurts anyone else. At least it would have been the last time he ever laid his hands on any of them.“Mr.?” The officer places a hand on my shoulder while asking.I turn to him and try to keep everything together. They have already carted off Kelly, and Lillian is in the bedroom falling apart while holding Jon.“Jordan Hill” I state without any emotion to my voice.Sounding like a robot, I even shock myself a little. I guess this is all just too much for me right now. Seeing the look on Kelly’s face as she had lie dying on the cold tile floor, I felt horrible, because I knew that nothing, I did would make a difference at that moment. She would die and Lillian would never be the same again.“Can you tell me exactly what
“Crack”I wake up to hear a loud noise coming from the other room. Seeing Jon laying next to me, I carefully try to move without waking him. However, I need to go out and find what has just made that noise.When I finally climb off the bed and glance over to make sure he is still asleep, I hear another noise coming closer this time. Someone is walking towards the bedroom, and it sounds too heavy to be Jordan. Hearing a loud scraping along the wall, it instantly reminds me of when George used to do that with his nails whenever he got drunk and was about to beat me.Hurrying to the door, I brace myself in case I am right. Then when it does open quickly, I slam it right back at him. I hear, “Shit!” Then a grunt before I feel the door slam all the way open right into my shoulder.He appears around the door to stare me in the eyes with a wicked grin spreading across his ugly face. I cry out and
“Hey, how are you doing this morning beautiful?” I ask because I feel like shit for having to leave her alone last night.Realizing that it is hospital policy, I went home with Jon but not before stopping off at the pizza joint and grabbing a bite to eat. We were both starving apparently, because we finished off a supersize pizza and a large order of extra buttery breadsticks with garlic marinara sauce. It was to die for.When we arrived at the house, Jon was so tired that he went straight to bed. But I sat up for a while worrying if George might come back. The last thing we need is for him to show up while Lillian is in the hospital. Then I might actually kill him this time.After several hours of looking at my laptop, I place it on the end table and grab a cup of nice hot coffee. As I take a deep breath in, I close my eyes to revel in the aroma before I reopen them and take a sip. It&rsquo
“You are free to go. That is unless you want to stay?” Doctor Laramie says as he flirts with me.Jordan and Jon are not here yet, because it is only 8:15 and visiting hours don’t start till 9 a.m. I will just have to get dressed after they take out the I.V. and sign my paperwork before waiting for them to arrive. Once I step out those doors though, I don’t intend on coming back any time soon. Lately, it seems like I have been here one too many times.Sure, I feel bad about it all, but I feel even worse because I have totally disrupted Jordan’s business and his life. It makes me wonder if all this was really worth it for him. After all, if he hadn’t met me that day when this all started, he wouldn’t have had his life threatened or worse watched as everything he holds dear to him burned up in a fire.I can’t believe it has been over a year since this has all started.&nb