…Tyler POV…
The countdown has begun.
In as little as eight hours, I will be taken to the theatre. Right now, every bit of this is scary. Yet, the only thing that remains in my mind that is a constant is the fear that I will not see beyond the eighth hour.
Everything pays the price…even love.
We are paying the price for the bad things in our past, for the bad people we have left behind. I would like to say that my past has come to haunt me, but when you truly reflect, it is Jenna that has left a string of monsters behind. Now in no way am I blaming my wife for what has happened, but I just wish that there was a point where she was more honest.
So, there have come uncomfortable silences between us as we sit and count down the minute in slow agony and some anticipation of hope.
I will be honest, I went from frightened to despondent, and angry when I heard the word come from the Doctor…blood clot…apparently you get different sizes, and min
...SEQUEL CHASING BROKEN DESIRES...Today is my day. Today is the day that fairytales are made of. Today is the day that dreams are made of. I have been planning for this day for months. I have dreamt of this day for weeks. Today is a new beginning. Today is the beginning of the rest of my life.Today is my wedding day.I have just broken away from the reception to come to the ladies; that is when I hear a familiar voice behind me.“I never took you for a lipstick girl.”“Luke!”“Hi, Jenna. It is really nice to see you again; it is really nice.”“What are you doing here? You are not allowed to be here.”“I can be where ever I want. Your husband cannot stop me.”“What do you want?”“That is a stupid question, Jenna.”“Well, you can't have me.”“I can have whatever I want.”“Just lea
...Tyler POV... I am in Luke's house frantically looking for Jenna; he does not have a basement, and she's in none of the rooms. With every door I open and close, my heart sinks even more, but I am not about to give up; I have to find her; she must be here in this godforsaken town. That is when I hear a scuffle in the kitchen; with my gun drawn, I slowly make it around the corner. “What the fuck are you doing here?” “Hello, Tyler.” “Yes, Sarah. What the fuck are you doing here?” “Just visiting an old friend.” “Do not lie to me.” “You know me well enough to know I am not lying.” “Bullshit, you have always been a bad liar.” “I was passing through, and I thought I would pop in to say hello.” “You still a bad liar. It's convenient that you appear in town just as my wife disappears.” “Don't tell me you already lost your wife?” “Do not get clever with me; where is she?” “You see
...Tyler POV... We on our way to the Sheriff in the next town; they owe me a favor; I am hoping they can give me a search warrant for Luke’s town. As we drive away, I look back to see if that asshole leaves town on his way to Jenna, perhaps, but no such luck. For someone that has no common sense at the moment, he is surely keeping her hidden quite well. I will not rest today or tomorrow, or even the next days after that, until I find my wife. He will slip up, I am going to find her, and when I do, he is going to pay for it; I am not sure how or what, but he will regret the day he ever laid a hand on her. “Are you okay there, Tyler?” Nathan looks over at me, rather concerned. “I am going off my goddamn mind.” “We will find her.” “I am just scared that we might be too late.” “He wants her; he won’t hurt her.” “It’s what else he would do to her that worries me the most.” “Don’t think like that, man.” There
…Jenna POV…Being stuck in a hole in the ground makes you think, think about a lot of things. Especially the things that you could have done differently in your life. Regret is a big word, and to say that you regret something is even a bigger thing to say. In my little hole here, I am thinking of how I could have regretted something differently.Every bad reaction has an even worse chain reaction if you think about it this way if the lazy ass cat dies, who is going to kill the dirty annoying mouse. Same as for a relationship, if you break something that needs no fixing and looks for fixing somewhere else, you are bound the create a bigger problem than what you started with.You end up creating a monster.You end up with this bad reaction that your chain reaction caused.Luke that has been watching me intently, finally speaks, “What are you thinking so hard about gorgeous?”“Can I ask you a question?”
I am startled awake by a loud thud at the door, followed by the yanking of the chains. I hear the chain being dropped to the floor, not being locked again as always before; I can hear the district sound of something being dragged along the floorI am struck with fear; what has he come back for so early again tonightAs he turns the corner, I am horrified with the sight of what he has been dragging behind him.“Tyler!” I look at Luke look in horror, “What have you done to him?”“Relax, he is still alive.”“What did you do to him?” I ask Luke again“I had to knock his snooping ass out. What a lovely reunion this is going to be.”“I told you he would find me.”“Yes, he did but without backup. Both of you are stuck here now.”
God no!What do I do?That is a fucking stupid question.Get your shit off the fucking floor, Jenna, and save your husband.“Hey fuck head.” Luke turns to me as I call for his attention. “I suggest you drop that gun.”He bursts out in a rumble of laughter, “God, if this were not, so such a fucked up the mess, I would say that is fucken hot.”My body stiffens as I cringe at hearing his words, “You a sick fuck.”“What happened to monster?” His rumble becomes even scarier than before.But I am not about to back down, “Just drop the god damn gun.”“Baby,” he but only give me some wicked smile on his face. “By the time you get that safety off, I would have blown his brains all over the pole.”&n
Tyler has just taken a life, Luke’s crazy rampage has come to an end. His hand is wrapped around my shoulder as we walk back to his truck. Not a word is being spoken; how does something like this affect someone, how does taking a life affect your own. What is this going to do to the man next to me, the man that I love, the man that has just paid the ultimate sacrifice to save my life? A situation that was created by me that turned a friend into a monster.I am scared I lose Tyler, not him itself, but his mind; right now, he shows no feeling or remorse, will he, in time, start losing himself.I don’t know what to say to him, but I have to say something; the silence drives me insane. I need to know if he is okay if he is going to be okay, “Baby.”He briefly turns his head and looks at me, “Yes, baby.”Without trying to sound with too much desperation in my voice, I s
The drive to the ranch is quiet; Tyler has been staring out the window most of the time. I tried speaking, but it is like my words are falling on death ears. I can feel the heaviness hanging in the air, pain radiating from his body. Before we reach the city, I need to stop for gas, the very same gas station I have been stopping every time I make this trip. As I come to the store clerk to pay, he immediately recognizes my face. There is a slight smile filled with confusion playing in his eyes, “Don’t tell me your dream fell through again.” I look on over to the truck, and the attendant follows my eyed, “My dream is in that truck.” I pause for a moment and turn to look at the clerk again, “His body is there, but his mind is gone.” “Well,” he starts, and there is genuine concern in his voice, “Whatever happened, I am sure time will heal his wounds.” I only but give h