“Jack, I want to go back.” Jazz suddenly looked hurried.“What’s suddenly going on? You seemed worried.” Jack followed her out of the building. William opened the door for them. She quickly noticed his looked of appreciation.“Jason is alone at the residence. I don’t like that, as neither of us is there.”“He seems a good responsible kid, Jazz.”“Maybe but he is still a boy and we didn’t explain our day to him.”Jack said nothing but decided to follow his ‘wife’, thinking they knew best. He rather liked the notion of her being bossy where the family structure was concerned. He could learn from her. What did she say earlier…Hmm…?Don’t be afraid as every day is a change to rebuild what you want…worth consideration…“Jazz doesn’t life frightened you?” he asked curious.“It does,” she softly admits.“How do you handle it? I stayed focused on business and the goal in front of me.”“I am not perfect Jack. I made mistakes. Eva always scowled me on the fact that I am too honest and happy. Wh
“You are my heart, you are my soul,” Jazz was outside in the rain dancing and singing to her heart’s content. “I will be holding you forever,” she was aware of her rippling abs, making sure her stomach also enjoys the workout. Stepping back with her left foot into a lunge, her torso twist, slightly to the right, face forward, swinging left elbow forward and right elbow back. She keeps repeating the process left to right.Jazz was out there in the early evening clearly enjoying herself.“Hey Jack.” Jason moved closer to him wondering what he was looking at. “You know where Jazz is?”“Outside,” he said while keep looking.Jason now stood beside his brother both watching the kind of ninja movie outside. It was sometimes followed by crazy kind of dancing. “You know I have been timing her, been going on for nearly an hour and the rain don’t seem to border her.”“Jazz is wonderful,” Jason said in admiration.“You really like her, do you?”“Jazz isn’t like girls I saw around. She likes herse
Jack suddenly opened his eyes. He stayed motionless wondering what wake him. He slowly looked through his bedroom but nothing seemed out of the ordinary. He leaned back on his pillow about to close his eyes he noticed someone carefully turning the doorknob. Very slowly and carefully he moved into a sitting position just watching that door. It didn’t seem to move any further.He had the sense someone was standing just outside. Slowly getting out of the bed, he quickly moved to the door. Just as he was about to reach for it, the person on the other side grabbed the door pulling it closed.“What the hell?” he grabbed the doorknob pulling the door opened.He saw someone running down the hall but halted at the top of the stairs waiting for him.“Who are you?”Jack moved forward angry that his home apparently wasn’t safe.“Stop right there,” he ordered.The person quickly rushed down the stairs running for the front door. He opened it disappearing into the darkness.Jack reached the opened
Julie Warren quickly entered the homeless shelter. She kept looking over her shoulder. She wasn’t certain but the man she just saw shooting that other man down in the alley has her nervous and anxious. She had managed to elude him for almost three years. The last time he caught her, there were hell to pay.“John Warren,” she said his name to release the heaviness across her chest. “If you are around here it means someone recognized me somewhere.”She quickly rushes to the kitchen looking for Martha but the woman wasn’t there. She put the groceries away then went and look for Tina Duncan. The woman was her responsibility out here. She found her busy sorting old clothes. She discovered the rich lady wasn’t ashamed of getting her hands dirty.“Tina,” she carefully closed and locked the door.“Is something wrong?”“Yes, I just saw John shooting someone in the alley.” Julie searched and found her identification and her son’s along with certain documents and a bit of money. She wrapped the
Jack fully dressed and ready for his morning. He barely slept last night. It was with much difficulty that he managed to convinced Jazz and Jason to go to bed. He feels the weight of responsibility for those two. Two women had placed their faith in him. He reached for his cell phone trying to call outside. The lines still were down. He reached behind his jacket his pistol loaded and secure.“Better start my day.” He reached and opened his bedroom door. Shocked and surprise when finding a waiting Jazz. She clearly looked tired from lack of sleep.“Morning,” she said softly.“Morning, what are you doing out of bed?” he queries.“I was waiting for you. How did you sleep?”“I didn’t and it seemed neither did you.”“I am going to make coffee.” She falls in step with him. Together they went downstairs.Jack found the mail and paper on the kitchen counter. He frowned when he realized he still didn’t see William. That man was always very punctual in whatever he was doing. He noticed Jazz was
Jack found himself struggling with anger management. He feels the fury building inside of him. His fists were balled ready to fight. He keeps looking in the distance, his past unfolding to a very specific moment in time when his father nearly beaten him to death, simply because he looked at him in a wrong way.He recalls in clarity if it wasn’t for his mother telling him a story, he would have left this world since he was beaten to the brink of death. His mother was a small delicate woman but with a build in iron core, he had learned that day. She made him hold on.“Jack,” he even hears her voice now clear as day.“Mom,” he whispered.“Please hold on son. You have a life to live. Don’t let him defeat you.”“I can’t …mom, I am tired.”“I know son. Let me tell you a story. Just listen to my voice and hold on.”“I love you Mom,”“Once upon a time I was cut down in my prime. I always thought I sit majestically on the side of life. I rather felt proud of my position I took up in society. I
Jack stood looking at Carly King. The woman sits there looking smugly at him. He crosses his arms just looking at her. His now mind wonders what on earth he ever saw in her. “Jason, would you mind giving us some privacy please.” He looked at his brother who immediately stood and left the living room. Jack briefly wonders what he might be thinking. He looked back at the woman who seemed intent on not staying out of his life. Claiming to be pregnant was the oldest ploy in the books trapping a rich man.“Now, Carly please repeat your bold statement.” Jack was coldly furious but control the volume of his voice.“I want to talk to you in private Jack. Why don’t you ask the ‘child’ to leave us alone?” Carly suggested with a sneering smile.“I already send the child from the room.” Jack’s pointed look was hard and cold.“I am talking about that one too,” she pointed at a silent Jazz who sits watching them.“Carly you are testing my patience.”“Jack, I want privacy.”“You are not going to get
Jack realized he was falling in love with his contract wife. He stood watching his wife playing ball with his brother. It dawns on him that not one of his ex-girlfriends would ever consider doing that. What puzzles and intrigued him, the fact that she was one moment child-like with an unexpected maturity. He slowly realized she was brave enough never to chase love or attention. Simply watching her he had noticed she was giving freely of herself to the laughing boy. He discovered he love her laughter; it always starts with the curving her mouth. “I like the girl. It would be the easiest thing to fall in love with her,” he voiced the sudden truth from his heart. His building happiness was interrupted by the familiar knock on the door. The door opened and closed. “Sir, do you have a minute?” “What is it William?” he kept his eyes on the two outside. His brother was truly enjoying himself. His wife looked amazing. He suddenly wonders if she would consider him as a husband? His thoughts
Running…. running, need to hide. Nowhere was safe. Can hear his laughter. Need to slip away from what doesn’t work. Where is he? Why is he hiding… Warm tears stream down her face. She can’t reach out to wipe it away. She tried opening her eyes but she can’t see. Something covers her sight. She tried calling to find out who was with her, sometimes she senses the presence of someone circling around. Her heart beat wildly until she realized she wasn’t afraid of the unseen person. Darkness settles around her again. She tried not going into that tunnel, afraid of where he might be lurking. He enjoyed staying in the dense coverage of the island taunting her. She has the instinct to get up and run but she can’t move. She keeps fighting but the darkness was too powerful… She was now somewhere in the depths of her unconscious mind seeing herself as a person of one. She makes stillness into a quietness that resemblance invisibility. She needs to escape his cloying presence. Running…running…
Jack sit looking across the ocean. His body still feels weak but he was no longer so thirsty. Sometimes he kept looking at his ring wondering why Jazz never calls. He watched the fisher men trying to catch the meal for the day in the harbor. Sometimes he looked towards where his brother was playing with other kids on the beach. It was clear he was enjoying his time.“Son,”Julie touch him on his shoulder before sitting down across from him.“Hello Mom, everything okay?” he looked at her and also noticed the difference in her.“That’s the very question I wanted to ask you. You seem sad,”“I am just thinking Mom,”“Is this about Jazz?”Jack turned to look at her. “Did you hear from her?”“No but I did talk to her grandmother. I want to go back.”“Are you taking Jason too?”“It’s time that he gets stability in his life.” Julie started fiddling with her fingers especially her rings. It draws his attention since it was what he has been doing. “There is something else I need to tell you Jac
Jazz just woke up feeling restless. She jumped out of bed restless. She kept wondering if Jack was okay. At the same time, she refuses to intrude into his time with his family. According to her accounting, Jack’s medical expenses came to a halt. To her mind the doctor managed to help him and if something were wrong at least Julie would have let her know.Opening the shower door, her morning ritual was quick and to the point. Stepping out again Eva was waiting for her. “Morning,” she starts to dress in her usual sportive outfit.“Are we going somewhere Jazz?”“Why you ask?”“It seems you are back to being you.”Jazz looked puzzled a moment before understanding her cousin’s meaning.“I like my way; beside can you truly see me as a sophisticated person?”Eva laughed. “What’s your plans for the day?”“I am going out on the boat. Where is Brazen James? By the way why are you calling him that?” Jazz satisfied with her easy look start to walk towards the kitchen. She quickly noticed the man
Jazz stepped into the coffee shop. She took the corner table with a clear view on the door and to look outside. She was still puzzled about the odd call she received from Julie wanting to meet here. She did warn she wasn’t coming alone.Her fingers wrapped around the warm coffee her mind travelled to a time before Jack Warren…her cousin Eva, once she could manage to lie with ease and simplicity, along with Allan Black, both two faced liars convincing of a friendship true. The laughter’s reflection in their eyes, an easy going smile that speaks of sincerity.“You changed cousin but you certainly could put on an act, that side of your personality that could really boils my blood.” She said softly to herself.Looking out the window strangely worried about Jack. One thing she knew about him, he was very punctual and trustworthy. The fact she has no communication from him was strange. Her mouth twist with controlled emotions. It has been a while since she felt the need to do that.“Jazz,”
Jack felt himself being dragged somewhere. He was barely conscious. He desperately trying to hold onto the image of Jazz. He felt his body being dropped onto a bed that stinks. He hears from afar someone moving around him but he can’t open his eyes.“Jazz…” was his last word before he was completely dragged under into darkness.John Warren stood looking at his beaten son. He took his phone and switch it on. He immediately received a lot of miscalls and urgent messages from his mother. He dialed the last number.“Son, where have you been? I have been calling but no answer. Are you with Jazz?”“You sure can string a lot of questions in one sentence woman.”There was instant silence on the line.“Julie…”“What have you done with my son?” she finally asks.“I want you to find your way back to the motel where we used to live.”“What have you done John?”“Don’t make me wait too long Julie. Make sure to bring Jason along.”John switch of the phone just stood looking at his boy. He left the r
“Jack,”John stood in front of his son. He just seemed to stare at nothing. He snapped his fingers the eyes didn’t blink once.“What did you put into that mixture Barry?”“My business. You seem uncertain now.”“I am just curious.”John kept looking into the staring eyes.“I can ask him anything?”“Yes, you can also make him do whatever you want. By the time he remembers the damage will be done.” Barry went and sit beside the table making notes.“Jack, look at me”John watched him slowly obey.“Describe Jazz,”“Truth from my heart…”“Yes,”“I am in love with her smile…the way the corners of her lips curve.”“Tell me more,” John said eagerly.“I am in love with her voice…the way the timbres sound.”“Go on.”“I am in love with her body…she is perfection in my eyes.”“I agree, go on, I know there is more.”“I am in love with the sound of her laughter…it’s like music to my soul.”“Yes, she does sound delightful. Conclude your praise,”“I am in love with her eyes…it always twinkles with mis
Jack stood still listening to his brother telling their mother about the latest antics of Jazz. He was also curious but he was also uncertain. He already made the decision to go to her but he in a way feels he was dropping them.“I should show Jack,” Jason said laughingly.“What should I know?” he steps into the room. He accepts the coffee his mother hands him.“Jazz is blazing through the internet.”Jack leaned over his shoulder watching Jazz cycling fast and furious along with the neighborhood kids. He grabbed the phone for a closer look wondering what’s written on the back of her T-shirt. A slow smile played across his face. He hands the phone back to Jason.“What are you going to do?” Julie watched her oldest seeing the conflict on his face.“She is telling the world she belongs with me. You know Mom, she told me she used to terrorized the kids around her but in truth I didn’t completely believed her.”“She also told me she like to play around in the trees pretending to be a monke
Jack thoughtfully walked along the beach, his thoughts constantly circling around Jazz and what he wants their relationship should be. He realized a long time ago he accidently received a gem of a woman. He stood looking towards the spacious bungalow where he and his family has been spending this last couple of weeks. He discovered Jason has changed from the easy yet uncertain boy he met the first time. Being two years on the street made him a constantly cautious teenager.“Jazz,” she said her name hoping the breeze on the waves will carried his voice towards her. He wonders if she even thinks about him.He looked towards the bungalow and saw Jason coming his way. He stood waiting for him and noticed he was no longer so thin. “Hey,” Jason said nervously.“You okay?”“I am but this feels weird.” He admits.“What do you mean?”“I am trying, I don’t look around so much. It feels weird,”“I understand if you can believe. You know Jazz taught me to admit being happy in the moment doesn’t m
“What is it with this family of mine Jazz?”Jack stood looking at the empty kitchen. A quick search and a look at the surveillance cameras showed both Julie and Jason slipping away from the house in the night.“Is there a note maybe?”Just by looking it was clear they simply left. She went and sit beside the counter just looking at her husband. She watched the confusion on his face.“What are you going to do now?”“Would you mind making coffee for us?”“Sure,”Jack stood looking around the kitchen. It feels rather homey. He should consider buying a place where he could start a fresh life with Jazz. He watched her being busy making coffee. He moved closer and suddenly wrapped his arms around her.“I don’t know how you can still stay with me? I only seemed to have cause problems.”“My choice Jack, beside I arrived with my own back of troubles.” She placed her hand over his.“I promise we will create our own life apart from this troubles Jazz,”“Let’s fix this situation first.”“Okay,” H