I apologize for being so late on updating the story. Some family issues have resurfaced and my focus remained on that. I assure you though Lorna has always been on my mind and finishing her story is my goal. I appreciate you for reading her story.
I awoke to the impending sound of the garbage truck coming down the street. I jolted out of the bed knowing my husband forgot to pull the trash can out on the curb this morning. I knew i shouldnt have fallen to sleep after i dropped my kids off at the bus stop. "stupid stupid stupid" i chanted to myself as I tripped down the stairs to the front door. I ran to the side of the house where my overflowing trashbin was sitting. I pushed with all my might determined to beat the garbage men who seem to be working at super speed this morning. The truck slowed to a stop right in front of my house. I looked up to the truck to see the kind eyes of a beautiful man, I turned a little towards his coworker who was equally has goregous but he had a playful glint in his eyes and a smirk on his face. "You guys are early this morning" i said softly "And your a little underdressed beautiful." said the playful one. I looked down at my bare
Trigger warning *Domestic Violence* I just stared at my husband in complete shock. "Well?" "ummmm..I just was taking the trash out I panicked. I heard the truck coming and just hopped out of the bed." "Bed? What were you doing in bed so late?" His face started to turn red with anger and i knew I was never gonna hear the end of it. James liked to be the victim, he portrayed me as a horrible person a lazy person an ugly woman. Which I did not understand because I did everything he asked and everything that he wanted. I was a dutiful wife and a doting mother but none of that ever mattered to him. *slap* I blinked my eyes a couple times realizing what had just happened. Tears started to flow steadily from my eyes "wh-" " Shut your mouth Lorna! I am honestly tired of hearing you talk. Were you trying to whore yourself out to the trashmen? To the neighborhood? If I dont want to touch you know o
Ryan The minute i saw that beauty run out of her home in nothing but a tank top and a pair of underwear. I could not get her out of my head. I was driving the truck while my two best friends actually got to talk to her. I was trying not to be jealous because there moment was so brief but they got to hear her voice and look her in the eyes. I could tell by the way she acted and the way she looked although she was beautiful it looked as if she could shine so much more than she was. Something or somebody was making her sad. Since i have always been protective of my friends its always been the four of us I have never wanted to protect someone as much as i did that women. I had seen her husband before pulling the trash out and he looked like a scrawny douche. I hope i saw more of the woman and less of the douche because something in me wanted to make me want to fight him. I wouldnt say im intuitive but I got a bad feeling about that house and that fami
The week went by slowly and so did the healing of my bruises. I waited and waited for my kids and husband to get home or to even get a phone call and i got nothing. Friday came and there was no sign of my family coming home. I heard the trash truck coming down the street this time i was fully clothed and more I had a long sleeve shirt on and a pair of black leggings on. My hair was down to cover as much as my face as i could. I walked out slowly to the trash can and pulled it to the curb waiting for the trash men to come. Thankfully there were two different men on the back of the truck both equally as handsome as the two that came last week. I gave a small smile avoiding eye contact as much as possible. "hi, i had a quick question to ask if you guys have the time?" I said as meekly as possible. "I can answer any questions you have miss" A goregous pair of green eyes met mine as they sparkled in the beautiful sunlight. He was a tall m
Ryan This scrawny ass dude has some nerve to talk to his wife and to me like that. This poor fragile woman was out here asking a question in order to take care of her home and this man was screaming about how she was whoring herself out. I know my boys stopped the truck which we werent supposed to really do but we didnt care. Violence against women is for pussies and we did not respect pussies. "Excuse me?" The pussy douche sneered. "I pay your salary I pay for your service and i am telling you to get away from my property, my wife included." The way he described his wife as property and not as something to be treasured really got my temper rolling, if I was not careful I would end up in jail. I could feel Derek coming closer to me he was the one who could keep me calm under even the worstn of any circumstances. I clenched my jaw and my fist and looked at this beautiful woman and I could see her visbly shaking pain and
Derek I didnt know her, but she was beautiful and when Ryan and I had talked to her I could sense something good about her. I had seen her before on the route getting her kids to school. When she was with her kids she seemed to be smiling from ear to ear all the time. To see her so upset and shaking behind her angry horrible husband made me sick to my stomach. My mothers boyfriend was similar and because of him I had lost my mother. I was 13 years old my mom had picked me up from school she had the same smile she always had. It was bright and amazing it could light up a room. The corners of her eyes would crinkle just a little,her brown eyes similar to mine but her eyes had a special twinkle to them. She always said that she gained that twinkle the day I was born. My mother was the sweetest woman and fell under the spell of lies and decit by her boyfriend. He won her over with corny pick up lines cheap cologne and some fancy dinners. Once he won my
Lorna201 pine lane,has been my home for 10 years and instead of feeling like a home it felt much more like a prison.We lived in one of those suburb neighborhoods in which every house looks exactly the same, when we had first moved into our home we were in total bliss the house looked amazing a beautiful rose garden at the front of the house surrounding the front bay windows and the side of the garage. The grass was a beautiful green and taken care of every weekend the house was a bright white and the inside always immaculate. Now the inside is always immaculate the outside now looked desereted while the grass was always cut it was brown. I felt that reflected my marriage perfectly. A week went by since the altercation with the trashmen. I was incredibly thankful for their willingness to help me and stand up for me without knowing me. The issue with them standing up for me was the consequenses that came after. Instead of an outburst James turned to me shook his head i
I looked in the mirror and hated the unfamiliar face that looked back at me, I had become a shell of a person I used to be.My green eyes now lined red,my once long sleek brown hair was now matted and looked dull. I had noticbly lost weight in my face where my eyes look somewhat sunken in as well as my cheeks my cheek bones a lot more pointe and pronounced then they were before.I thought I would be fine with James leaving me for another woman but I really wasn't. I had thought that I had stayed for just my children. In reality I felt like my heart was ripped out. No matter how unhappy I was in my marriage I had never stepped out on James and never thought to either. Maybe I loved him more than I thought, maybe I thought my family was only whole if we were all together.I walked out of the bathroom into the now bare closet I grabbed a red sweater and a pair of black leggings. I pulled my hair into a tight ponytail threw on a pair of sneak
"Where are you, honey?" My mom's sweet voice cooed over the phone. The lump in my throat made it harder for me to swallow and keep down the tears that are trying to break free. I haven't talked to my mom in years. James said they were embarrassing, I didn't think so though. We were a loud loving family that always wanted to be together. When we got married and had the kids that changed we stopped going over because James claimed that we needed to make our own traditions as a family. It was hard. Incredibly hard. I was close with my cousins and my aunts and uncles. I was the miracle baby, my parents had the hardest time convincing me each of my parent's siblings had buckets of children but they made the best surrogate siblings a girl could have. James took them all away from me. I'm sure they thought it was my choice to stop talking to them, but never in my life would I turn my back on my family, not by my own choice. I swallowed down the lump in my throat, trying to figure out
We finshed eating in tense silence, well the guys were tense, I was enjoying my dinner and happy to be eating in peace for once. No one was commenting on how fat I was, or the fact that I was eating to much to keep my figure. My kids weren't huffing about what I made for dinner. It was a nice break for me.When I finished, I stood up and walked over to the sink and started washing the dishes that were in the sink. In the middle of washing up a hand landed on my waist, I look up to see Derek looking down at me. "You dont have to wash the dishes." "I don't mind honeslty I need something to keep me busy."He nods and grabs a rag, and starts drying off the dishes already in the drainer. I tilt my head towards him and watch him for a second. I noticed tattoos creeping out of his shirt, feeling awkward that I dont actually know anything about these men. So i decided I needed to know more."Is he mad that im here?" Derek looks over his shoulder from the cab
It's not fair how beautful these men are, and the way they are with each other, I sit and watch them from the living room as they interact about what Liam had ordered. I watch as they push each other around. They interact the same way my cousins used to when we'd all meet up for family gatherings. I smiled at the thought that they obviously loved each other like family. Seeing as they all lived in the same house and none of them were together.They interact with such comfortability, that I find myself getting jealous. For as long as I lived in my home with James we have never had such comfortabilty. I walked around the house on what felt like constantly walking on eggshells. Even now somewhat out of his reach I still have to tip toe around afraid he will retaliate in some way.The doorbell rings, meaning dinner was here Liam walked out of the kitchen, giving me a small smile on the way headed to the door."Lorna." Jacob called out to me beckoning me
I pulled my phone out slowly and swiped the screen up to unlock it. I glanced back at Liam his hand still on my shoulder, I turned to Jacob his hands still on my knees. I took another deep breath trying to center myself. I have never showed anyone the things I am about to show these two strangers. James was only abusive physically recently but the emotional abuse started several years before. The controlling behavior started after we said "I do" but it was small changes that I began to notice a year ago. Several weeks before the incident that turned physical I had went over my budget for grocceries. James had come home upset fuming, breaking everything screaming that I was ungrateful and stupid ranting and raving and for some reason I decided to record it. I never thought of bringing it forward. I just wanted proof that he was in a sense going wild. I guess now that I think about it, it probably had to do with the fact that he was seeing Anna on the side. It probably was to much for
After the loud knock Liam and I both looked at each other. He was about to go towards the door when the door creaked open to someone popping their head in. I looked at the brown curly hair and those deep brown eyes and recognized him as the man who held me up as I fainted after the car incident. He stayed at the door awkwardly. I started to shift in the bed feeling uncomfortable myself.Liam was in the middle of the room, looking between me and the newcomer. When he finally nodded at the new comer he opened the door wider and walked into the room. "Lorna this is Detective Jacob Sanchez, he's the detective assigned to your case. He's also one of my best friends." Liam smiled softly looking back at he's friend. I could tell they had more of a brotherly relationship. I gave both of them a tight smile. My brain seems to be broken, I guess having a psychotic soon to be ex and finding myself around gorgeous guys my brain has decided to short circuit.Jacob came c
I felt a soft blanket on top of me I kept my eyes closed and snuggled closer into the beautiful blanket, I could smell something delicious in the air I could almost taste the garlic that lingered in the air. I slowly opened my eyes, half thinking I was dreaming. I was the only one that cooked so I knew that no one was actually cooking for me and my bed never felt this good. When I finally open my eyes, I realize I am not in my own house, the bedroom I currently was in was way to homey to be my house, it was warm and welcoming. The walls were painted a soft blue with a beautiful reading nook settled into a big bay window. The blankets that have now become my new favorite thing were a deep gray which matched the rest of the decor and accents around the bedroom. As I was taking in the deep beauty of this room I heard a knock on the door. "Come in." My voice came out hoarse and scratchy, there was a bit of fear in my voice because I had no idea where I was. Mr Reynolds came in s
"Alright, lets get moving we have to start opening the store up. You ready?"I nodded my head. Work will be good, I needed to keep busy and to keep on moving. I put down the coffee cup.Oh, the money. I have the money just sitting in the trunk of my car."Liam? Do you have a safe in the store?" He turned and loooked at me with curiosity in his eyes."Yes. Why?"" Remember the money I took from my husband, It's about 100,000 dollars and it's in the trunk of my car. You can count it, its in a bag I have the recipt for it as well. I just don't want James to see my car and take it back. It's my nest egg to restart my life.""I have a seperate safe for personal items in here. I'll put it in there with the rest of your shift until it's time to go. Give me your keys?"It was my turn to look at him curiously."My keys?" I asked."I am not letting you grab a bag of cash by yourself." I handed him my keys and put down my purse
I sit down into a super comfortable chair that is similar to the chairs out in the store. I take a deep breathe and look at my boots."Any cream or sugar for you?" Mr. Reynolds asked me breaking me away from the staring contest with my feet."Just a little cream,please." I whispered. He handed me a steaming cup of coffee just the way that I like it."Thanks Mr. Reynolds, I really appreciate it.""Liam, Please call me Liam I am way to young to be called Mr. Reynolds. I told you to this place is meant to be comfortable and casual."I nod my head. I can't look him in the eyes after all that is already witnessed after knowing me for only a couple weeks. Well not knowing me but seeing me over the last couple weeks."Lorna, I dont mean to pry but what I just witnessed in the parking lot is a little concerning." I finally look up at his face and again all I see is kindness. Man the woman he ends up with will be extremely luc
A huge weight was lifted off of me as I hung up the phone. The money I took out of our joint account will be an emergency fund that will keep me a float till I know what happening with the divorce. Although it does make me smile knowing that I pulled one over on James. He probably doesnt realize that the distance he has given me was the biggest gift any woman could ask for. Over the past couple weeks I have seen myself in a differnet light. A beautiful light. While James kept me as a possesion I have realized I am a prize to be won. I am college educated, came from a good family, and I am a good mother. My biggest achievement was raising independent and sweet children. Who have yet to be tarnished by their fathers behavior and actions.James felt that I babied my children but my parents said its better to love than to fight.I will fight James and I will win because he has taken far to much from me.I walked into the kitchen to make myself some