An alarm goes off on my phone, letting me know that my session for today is finally over. The therapist gives me a look, silently asking me if we should continue regardless, but I wag my head slowly as to disagree. Don’t get me wrong, I would love to continue the session but I just feel like I have done so much in one session than I have ever done since I have been therapized by this lady. “Today was groundbreaking,” She stands to her feet and says, confirming my thoughts. “Let’s have more sessions like this,” She suggests as she packs her things in her fancy handbag, it looks really luxurious and expensive. “Yup,” I agree with her and she gets ready to leave and I do so. As I can recall, she mentioned that she has a date this evening, one with her husband. It’s their wedding anniversary, I never really asked her much about it, maybe I should. “Hey,” I call for her attention as I walk past her and towards the door. “Yeah?” She responds to me as she places her handbag on her shoul
Why is Chad calling me? Did he intend to call someone else and called me instead? But I doubt that, thhis is a new number of mine and he could have only gotten it by using his hacking skills. “Chad?” I speak into the phone when I reach the other side of the street. I continue to walk with the aim of heading to the subway and taking a train. “Gosh, you sound so different,” He says and then chuckles. It has been a while since I have heard him laugh, and hearing him now feels oddly nostalgic. I want to ask him why he is calling, but I also don’t want the call to end just yet. “Well, time changes a lot of things,” I reply to him and I hear him sigh. I heard he was dating a girl but it is not that serious. “I just wanted to thank you, you saved my life,” He says and confusion crosses my face. I am now walking into the subway, New York transport system is one of the best things about this city. It is so convenient. “I am the one who put you and the others in danger in the first place,”
Jen Davis is one of the most feared assassins in the world, or at least she used to be. The moment we lock eyes, I know I can not just pretend that I don’t see her or her gang. They are all staring at me, including Chad who was on the phone with me a couple of minutes ago.I place my boarding pass in my purse and I flip my hair as I walk toward them. I normally don’t suffer from anxiety attacks, I rarely have them, but I can feel the anxiety filling up my entire body with each step.When I have finally neared them, I sit a couple of seats away from them. Jen is the first to wake up from her seat and approach me. I watch her as she walks toward me, her hair looks shorter than the last time I saw her. It kind of looks good on her.“What are you doing here?” She asks me when she is literally standing in front of me.“You’re not that dumb, what do people do at airports?” I say in a snarky tone and I can see that it affects her, for she is clenching her jaw.“Don’t you play with me, Naomi.
***Jen’s POV***I don’t get it, I simply do not. Naomi actually had the guts to show up here after she has caused so much havoc in my life and the lives of the people I love. And what annoys me is the fact that Chad and Robert were talking to her like they have all been old-time friends.“What was that?” I ask Chad as I sway Jake from side to side gently. He has grown and now has a stronger grasp on things. He has also become very verbal, but not with words but sounds. “What do you mean?” Chad replies to me with a question instead of answering the one that I asked him.When he closes the small distance between us. He sits down in the seat right next to me but on the right. Robert is sitting on the left and he is playing games on his phone. I gave him a piece of my mind half an hour ago about why he stayed to talk to the same person who is the reason we are broke out of our pockets and had to take a loan to just survive.“You and Robert entertaining a conversation with Naomi,” I tell
Mad? Can I say that I am actually mad at Robert, Chad, James, and Carlos? I don’t think that I am, to be honest, I am just very relieved. I don’t like being left in the dark, so I am glad that they have let me understand a bit of the tragedy that almost had me go insane.A small voice keeps talking in the back of my mind. It keeps asking me what if Chad and the others would have died in the explosion? What if I did not get to see them again? I would have literally gone mental. “Jen, I think he’s hungry,” Robert’s voice startles me from my thoughts. We are still on the airplane and it is night. All the lights are dimmed and a blue light illuminates the cabin. It must be really late because almost everyone is sleeping, there are only a few people on their devices that are awake.Robert is right, Jake is awake and he is crying. Not loudly, but in a low tone. I instantly sway him softly from side to side as I reach for a packet of baby food that is made from fruits. I unscrew the small t
Robert has to be kidding me, we were literally broke and we are only able to be here right because of a loan we were graciously given by the bank he banks with.“What do you mean by bought?” I ask Robert and he looks nervous.“I think that is our cue to get leave,” Chad says as he walks closer to Chad and takes a sleeping Jake from his hands. Robert allows Chad to carry Jake away as they leave with James and Carlos. I bet they are going to explore this extravagant house that was bought with loaned money.“I bought it,” Robert says after he clears his throat. I nod slowly as I thin my lips.“How much did the bank give you?” I ask him and he makes a clicking sound by clicking his tongue on his teeth. I never really got around to asking him, he only told me that the loan was approved and I celebrated with him. I want to know how much he got that he is buying a place as big as this.“Why do you want to know?” He fires back a question as he puts his hands in his pocket. The shorts he is we
The house tour is quite refreshing and I soon find out from Robert that he bought the house and hired some guards which summed up to half a million. That is half of the money we have left! My favorite room in this huge house is Jake’s room. It is so perfect and I am in love with it.“Wow, this was all your idea?” I ask Robert as we stand in Jake’s room. There is a baby bed that sits in the right corner of the room, which is where Jake is sleeping right now. “Well, I can not take all the credit. I had help from the guys,” Robert replies to me, clearly referring to Chad, James, and Carlos.“Well, it’s beautiful,” I lean in for a kiss and I plant one on Robert’s cheek.The rest of the day goes by in a blur. The boys are downstairs watching a football match and drinking beer while I am in the master bedroom. I have a baby monitor connected to Jake’s room so I can watch him.Since I arrived, I have been feeling a bit weary. I can not exactly explain the feeling, but I just know that it is
Why isn’t anybody helping me? My mother is dying on the floor and they all are staring at me as if I am going crazy. There a blood gushing out of her and since they have all entered the room, they have not even looked once at her.“Jen,” Robert says as he walks close to me, his eyes are filled with worry and pity. Chad is standing not far and he looks heartbroken while James and Carlos have looks of confusion all over their faces.“Tell me what’s wrong?” He asks me as he reaches me, he then leads me toward the bed and beckons me to sit. I do as he says but I keep my eyes trained on the lifeless body of my mother.“I am going to check on Jake, I will be right back,” Chad says and then he exits the room.“Carlos, get her some water, would you?” James begs Carlos and he agrees by saying, “Sure.”“Why are you not helping?” I ask him in a sad tone, and he sighs.“Tell me how I can help,” He reaches for my hand and I let him have it. “Save her!” I raise my voice slightly and I jerk my hand