“I can’t believe this is happening again.” I say to Jordan with tears in my eyes.
Barely getting out a word without bursting into tears, I wonder “Why won’t George just leave us alone? Does he hate me so much that he won’t stop till we are all dead?”
Sitting next to Jordan, I snuggle up with Jon’s head on my lap as the police officers ask us all sorts of questions. It takes two hours for them to get the dead bodies out of the rooms and then ask us what happened. Then and only then, did they leave after Detective Roberts warns us to not leave town.
“Honey, will you take Jon to bed? I think he is ready now. Besides I don’t want to wake him, especially now after all of this.” I raise my hands to gesture at everything around me.
Jordan nods as he stands up and stretches before he scoops him up in his arms and takes him to bed. As I sit there all alone, I wonder if this will ever be over with. Looking up when
“That was so fucking hot!” I think to myself while remembering last night as I run my fingers through my hair and stare into the mirror after taking a shower. Lillian is still asleep, but I must make a trip into town and check on the guys at the shop, because it’s been a few days since I have checked in on their progress.A couple weeks back, I was forced to get a whole new crew and it is killing me. Not only do they have no idea what they are really doing, but they don’t have the same feel as the ones I am used to working with. I used to be able to leave the shop for days at a time or weeks and be somewhat confident that they would still get the work completed. Now, I am not too sure about anything.As I shave my head, I remember the days when I spent all day every day at the shop and I lived for it, but now it seems that I am always constantly worried about Lillian and Jon. Matter of fact, that is all I do.
“Jordan!” I cry out the minute I see him. When Jon still hadn’t got out of bed, I went to check on him. He was still asleep at 2 p.m., so I walked over to the side of the bed and shook him gently. I panicked and yelled for him, because after shaking him, he still wouldn’t open his eyes. Leaning down, I place my fingers on his neck to check if his heart is even beating. Thankfully, it is and so I try to wake him again. Nothing. Realizing that I must do something, I grab my phone and call an ambulance. While waiting, I sit next to him on the bed and hope that I am wrong, because if I am right, he may not ever wake up. As I sit there silently, tears fall well up in my eyes and then cascade down my cheeks. Why? Why does this always have to happen to us? Why can’t George just leave us alone? If this all wouldn’t have happened, my kids would be fine. Kelly wouldn’t be dead
“Baby, baby. Tell me, what has happened?” I say while trying to calm her down.As I hold her tight, she looks up at me with tear-stained eyes and answers me in a shaky voice, “They said he is going into surgery and the doctor hasn’t even come out to talk to me about what is happening yet.”“What? How can they? He is underage.” I ask while glaring at the nurse at the counter.She hesitates and then states, “They told me they don’t have too anymore.” Before she starts crying again and I hug her even tighter.“Let me take care of this!” I release her quickly, after kissing her lips softly.Proceeding straight to the counter, I raise my voice in an authoritative tone, “I demand to see the doctor at once.”The nurse looks up at me and glares for a second, before she informs me in a rude manner, “Sir, you need to sit down. You ar
“It’s amazing. One minute they are treating us like we did something wrong and now they are kissing our asses.” Jordan states, while sitting up in the bed and trying to get out.Immediately, a nurse rushes in because he trips the beds’ alarm. “Sir, please don’t try to get up. You need to stay still because we haven’t finished our scans on you yet.”After lying back down on the bed, I watch him lay there awkwardly as the machine rotates over him slowly. It makes a whirring noise and then a couple clicks. By the time it is done with the scan, not only does Jordan look uncomfortable, but I am starting to feel it too.I am just glad that they waited to do this until Jon went into surgery. At least, that way I could be with him until they wheeled him away. Now, this whole thing is helping keep my mind off how long Jon’s surgery is taking.What the doctor had said bo
They have just come and informed me of Jon’s condition. Apparently, they had to remove a little of Jon’s brain tissue, because it had been badly damaged from the pressure building in his brain. Of course, this all happened because they didn’t relieve the pressure in time.The doctor told me that he just doesn’t know yet how it will affect his ability to live his life, if at all. I am really rooting for him and hope that he has nothing wrong, but I know how these things usually go. Matter of fact, he probably will be lucky to be able to walk once he is out of here.Feeling dark thoughts overcome mine, I try to think positively if not for myself, but for Lillian. Glancing over at her, I notice that she is finally awake. So, I scoot closer to her and take her hand in mine. “Baby, are you feeling better now?”Nodding, I take that as a good sign. But now comes the hard part, I m
“Hey, Jon come in here.” Jordan yells to him from clear across the house.As I gaze at Jordan lovingly, he looks up at me and smiles before returning to his work. He is putting a bookcase together and it is proving to be more difficult than he had first thought. I just start laughing and then when Jon walks in, I try to keep my laughing at him to a minimum.It’s amazing that it has been a month since he was wheeled out of the hospital, and now look at him. He is walking and talking, but still doesn’t remember a thing about either one of us, unfortunately. I guess what bothers me the most is the fact that he remembers is father killing Kelly, but not a single thing where I am involved. Not even when he had birthdays or anything like that. It really hurts.“Yeah, what’s up Jordan?” Jon says in a deeper voice than normal.I can’t stop from
With her hot breath on my lips, I hoist her up so she can wrap her legs around my waists. I carry her to the bedroom and once inside, slam it behind me so Jon won’t interrupt us like he has done countless times. Demanding more and more of her mouth, I probe every surface before our tongues tangle in a dance.As I slam her back up against the door, I feel her hot core against my swollen member. It is almost more than I can take, but I intend on making this last forever. So, I run my palm under her shirt and up to her bra.Feeling the lacey cloth under my fingertips, I take a labored breath and slip a finger underneath the fancy cloth. I find her puckered nipple waiting there, and it is just begging to be pinched, I know it. A slow smile spreads across my lips while I feel the heat of her gaze upon me. Especially, when I take her nipple between my forefinger and thumb before rolling it back and forth.I hear he
“Ah, Jordan. I see the two of you have gotten comfortable.” I watch as Edward walks over and then places his hand on Jordan’s shoulder.While looking down at us, I get the distinct impression that he has something he really wants to say to us but is withholding it for some reason. Suddenly, he spits it out and says with a smirk on his face, “By the way, we need your keys. We put them in the basket and then draw them to figure out who you are going home with tonight. Each couple that is picked, switches partners of your choice and then in the morning you go home. No holds barred of course.” His voice trails off, as he glances over at Tabitha his wife.Shocked, I can’t say a single thing and just hope that Jordan doesn’t place the keys in the basket, because if he does, I won’t be able to trust him ever again. This is just simply something I can’t do. Thankful when he po
“Lillian. Where is your something blue?” Mary asks in a panic, because it is two hours before we are supposed to be at the courthouse.Looking around frantically all over the room, I yell, “I don’t know. It was just here.” My voice trails off when I see it.I stare at the Sapphire heart necklace Jordan gave me and realize that would work perfectly. Sure, I really wanted to wear the necklace that Keith had given to me before he died for that very purpose, but since I can’t find it. That will do.Walking over to the dresser, I unwind the necklace from the stand and glance into the mirror. This morning when I started this whole excursion, I had no idea that it would all come together so well. Jordan hurried off in the early morning hours so he wouldn’t see me in my dress and told me, “Make sure you are there at 11 a.m. Not a minute later or they won’t marry u
It has been 3 months and I believe that she is finally coming to terms with her father’s death enough that we may end up getting married this time. With everything that has happened, it makes me wonder sometimes if we are just not meant to be after all. I mean, she has been shot before we could get married.Her ex-husband tried to kill us all numerous times and then just when I thought for sure that we would get married, her father dies the day before the wedding. I knew that there was no way I could even push it then. But now she is in her right head again and still hasn’t mentioned anything about the wedding.“Hey, Jordan. Can I ask you something? Man to man?” Jon asks while staring at me with a strange look on his face. He has grown another foot amazingly and now looks more and more like a man every day.“Man to man, eh?” I raise an eyebrow before sitting down next to him at t
Waking up in the middle of the night to the phone ringing, I bolt up in bed startled and then glance over at my phone. The screen shows Keith on it, and it begins to worry me from the minute I see it. I climb out of bed quickly and then I hear Jordan stir from behind me as I try to reach the phone before it goes to the answering machine.“Damn it!” I hear the answering message on my phone and then I trip over the end table.My phone falls to the floor and I as well before I pick myself and the phone back up. When I finally regain my balance, I stand up and walk over to turn the light on. I had managed to knock the back cover off the phone and the battery is on the floor somewhere now.Flipping the switch, light floods into the room and then I see it when I turn around. Rushing over to it, I notice that there is blood on my knee, and it is stinging as I kneel to retrieve it from under the bed. “Wha
Hearing her at the top of the stairs, I glance up at her and see my Lillian in the most gorgeous long red dress. It looks like it is made of silk and has a plunging neckline that shows her abundant cleavage. When my eyes travel down her beautiful body, I notice that the dress has a slit that ends at her hip. Which means that there is no way she is wearing panties under it.As it brings a smile to my face, I think of all the things I could do with her, if only we didn’t have dinner reservations in a half an hour. That is just my luck of course. The moment we must leave to get there on time, I want to strip her down and make wild passionate love to her.Sighing, I close my eyes and swallow hard before she reaches my side and looks down at me. “Hey, handsome. Shall we go?” She smiles at me with that sexy grin, and then I watch as her fingers run up her thigh to the top of the slit.I start to drool and the
“That dress is absolutely beautiful on you.” Mary states while a smile extends across her entire face.I am so happy, because today I get to take home my dress. Just a few weeks ago, I was trying them all on and it seemed as if I would never find one that I liked. But then the seamstress just happened to find this one in back and when I saw it, I fell in love, even before I tried it on.Jordan will be so surprised when he sees me in it. I can’t wait two more days. Matter of fact, I have even suggested to just run off to Los Vegas and elope instead, but Jordan won’t stand for it.“I just love it so much. If she hadn’t found it on the bottom of the pile, I wouldn’t ever have found one I liked, let alone I felt was absolutely perfect for me.” I say while standing in front of the full-length mirror and admiring myself.When Charity, the seamstress walks back in, she states wit
When I take her to the bedroom, all I can think about is tying her to the bed and filling her till she comes so hard she screams my name. “Baby, close your eyes.” Still partially clothed, I whisper in her ear as I hover over her naked body.Sliding down on the bed, I reach the edge and feel the warmth of her skin disappear from mine for a brief time, at least until I grab the restraints from the drawer. Raising an eyebrow, she opens her eyes and quickly glances at me. “Hey. What did I just say?” I say in a warning voice, before I proceed to the dresser.Just as soon as I open it, I feel the hard wood on my swollen shaft as I don’t even think about it protruding from me until now. Looking down, I smile and think to myself, “There, there, boy. Soon enough.” Then I rifle through the drawer and find what I was looking for. A package of black silk tiedowns.When I have the
“Knock”“Knock”“Knock”I hear someone knocking on the door and rush to answer it, because I have been waiting for Jordan for the last two days. He went with Jon on a fishing trip, just the two of them and I have been stuck home, moping around the house. Bored out of my mind, I called someone I knew from way back when.Someone from my childhood, who just recently has become a friend on my social media account. As I have talked to her for the last several weeks, I have grown to like her more than I have ever before and now we are about to meet again. She is a lot like me and has a teenager too.Finding that I miss my friends from before all of this, before George killed off everyone I cared about. It is just too bad we live so far from each other, or we might have met up sooner. So, I grow more excited as I approach the door and when I open it, I smile and say, &ldqu
“Where did you go?” I ask curiously, because when I woke up, she was gone and all I found was a note.She looks guilty and that makes me wonder exactly what is going on. Hesitating, she finally states, “I found out something today that I have wondered my whole life. The sad part is that I will miss him even more now that I know.”Cocking my head, I hate to ask because she maybe talking about loving someone else. But I must know, so I ask anyway. “What are you referring to?”Staring at me, she opens her mouth at first but doesn’t say a word, then she closes her eyes when tears threaten to fall. I move to hold her and then ask again, “What are you talking about?”“I found that my real father is dying of cancer. I didn’t know for sure, but for years I suspected who he was. Because of little things my mother would say here and there, it led
Lying in Jordan’s arms, I stare up at the ceiling unable to sleep. Even if I had just told half the cops that I am going to kill George, I don’t care anymore. I must do it, no matter what the consequences are.It’s 4 in the morning and all I can think about now is how I am going to stop this misery. The first thing I must do is contact a few people and find out who is the most reliable and can keep their mouth shut. The next thing I must worry about is the fact that my conscience will weigh heavily on me from here on out. If it was just a matter of getting rid of him it would be one thing, but how is what is troubling me.So, I devise a plan to hire a hit man and then have him either infiltrate the prison or arrange for someone already there to do it for him. But either way, he can’t live. Knowing this, I climb out of bed exhausted and worried, but somewhat finally at peace with all of it.A