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
Jack slowly opened his eyes. A moment he was disoriented and puzzled when he realized an arm was flung over his chest. He stayed motionless trying to figure out who was in bed with him. Suddenly a slow smile played around his lips.“Jazz…” he said her name softly. Her simple and practical suggestion seemed to have a life changing reaction on him. The strength of his fear always holds him motionless. This morning he was breathless for a different reason. It would seem the soft wings of love was catching him unaware.“The heart seems a wonder,” he whispered in awe. He slowly twisted his body until he was lying on his side. Now he has a better look at the sleeping girl beside him. It would seem even in her sleep the constant smile was present.He reached out and softly brush over her soft hair loving the texture. It dawns on him that she climbed into his bed last night with faith that he would behave like a gentleman. This realization made him remembers his mother’s voice…” Trust the wom
“Happiness rediscovered…” Jazz whispered as she smiled with herself. She bends down and smelled the flowers. She enjoys spending time in the garden, also her way of avoiding Carly King who seemed to make it a point of being everywhere. She was doing inner reflection about the last couple of months realizing how blind she truly was. For a while she felt drained from the obstacles in her way. Her thoughts interrupted from the constant vibrating in her hand.“Why can’t you get the message Eva?” she glared at the phone. She ignored the call and keep wandering around in the garden. “I truly wasted my time with Allan Black. Now, looking back, what on earth did I really see in that guy?” She realized that man unknowingly to her created a kind of storm in her heart. “I certainly was a fool not seeing the obstacles for me but the rewards for him. I simply thought it was part of building a relationship. Can one person be so stupid?” She stopped to asked the birds. “I didn’t know why I was shock
It was Saturday mid-morning. Jazz had left the Warren Estate needing to be alone with her troubled thoughts. For a couple of days, she has actively been avoiding Jack. Now just walking around doing window shopping. She usually enjoys this kind out outing but her heart just wasn’t in it.Sometimes she caught her reflection in the mirror, only then feeling self-conscious when she saw her own emotions. Normally she enjoys her own company. Certainly not today.“Where are you grandmother? I need your advice.”Random thoughts occupied her mind. The spur of the moment she decided to make a game of things around her. She decided to actively watched and followed someone.“It might be fun,” she convinced herself. She quickly bought a cup of coffee then went and sit down on the bench. She starts to leisurely looked around until she noticed a couple who seemed to be in a heated argument. Her active imagination suggests deceived by trust…one or either now all alone.“Life is strange. I always thou
“Where on earth did that girl disappeared too?” he questions himself. He can’t believe he was becoming a house bound man. He knew the residence was large and for the last couple of days he had learned just how effectively she can avoid him. “I made a mistake Jazz but you need to make an appearance for me to apologize. I am new to this type of trust and faith relationship,” he admits his own uncertainty. “Where are you?” he questions the empty space in the bedroom. He had been looking everywhere but can’t find either her or Jason. It would seem his brother were mad at him too. He went downstairs to his study. Carly approached him. This simply boils his fury further. “Jack, I want…” He simply walked past her slamming the door in her face. He just knew somehow; she was responsible for this mess. He kept circling the study but felt trapped. “I need fresh air,” he walked back out of the study. “Sir,” William made an appearance. “Walk with me,” Jack saw Carly coming his way again. He an
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