Jack sit in the lounge looking at the sea. His thoughts were very troubled. He kept watching his phone waiting for a very specific call. Occasionally he looks at his ring. He has been here a couple of days and he only received two calls from Jazz but he didn’t answer.“Here you go sir.” The waiter placed the glass of brandy beside him.“I didn’t order anything.”“It’s for the lady sitting at the bar, sir.”Jack turned to look at the woman. He instantly recognized her as a lady of the night. He clearly recalls that’s the way he met Carly King. The hair healthy, the gown expensive. Finally, he looked into her very expressive eyes. The invitation was clear.“Do you accept, sir?”“No thanks,” Jack handed him his card telling the waiter to pay her bill. He looked across the sea again. His heart realized the soft wings of love had caught him unaware. He looked at his ring again, feeling apart he and Jazz were like missing puzzle pieces, constantly missing the other.He has been here barely
The clock strike midnight.Jack looked at his watch. He reached for his phone. After a few seconds of uncertainty, he placed it back on the bedside table. He lay flat down on the bed, his arms behind his head.“Jazz…” he said her name. “We are miles away from each other, tonight I can feel you in every breathe I take. We are meant to be as one.” He whispered closing his eyes while allowing the sounds of the waves to lull him to sleep. He felt her presence so overwhelmingly.Jazz rolled onto her back looking at the wall. She felt the heavy thud of her heart. She closed her eyes drifting off to sleep…but dreams circles in her subconsciousness…Who was she? Am I Jack’s Jazz…? She finally questions. It felt like her eyes were opened as she looked at herself. Somewhere in the background she hears the sounds of the waves. Today was her birthday, she turned twenty-three. She found her legs walking water lapping around her ankles. Finally, her reason for sitting there on this rock with the o
Jack feels completely uncertain about Jazz. Since that damaging photos was taken, he didn’t speak with her once. He sends William to stay close and his man was also off-line. This worry and frustrates him. It would seem since he lost his empire, his word doesn’t carry much weight.“Hello Jack,”John Warren sits across from him looking very satisfied about something.“What do you want?”“Trying to reach the wife?” he asked tauntingly.“What are you talking about?” Jack looked from him to the phone and back into his face.“My boys are keeping the wife busy for the moment. I must say she is a handful.”Jack glared in alarm at his father. His hear beat fast with building fury. He moves to stand up but was quickly forced to sit down.“Careful, boy.”Jack becomes aware of the pistol pointing at him. He carefully sits down facing his father squarely. He decided to looked properly at the man. In appearance they do look similar but age wasn’t kind to him. Or rather his life style left the mark
Jack eagerly looked around waiting for his mother. The last brief encounter didn’t go that great. He realized before building a relationship with Jazz he needs to get over his past. He tried denying it but that time in his life left its mark.“You are back,” the waitress said surprise.Jack looked up puzzled a moment. He nods briefly asking for two coffees. She nods her head then went to prepare the order. Jack kept a close eye on the outside. He had noticed a couple of homeless women gathering around their carts.“Hello Jack,” his mother said softly.Shocked and surprise he looked up finding her beside his table. He hastily stood and pulled the chair for her. He instantly and shockingly noticed she was dressed smartly. He was looking for her homeless persona instead a classy lady was sitting across from him.“Julie…what are you doing here?” the waitress placed the coffee down on the table. She immediately moved in and hug her. Suddenly embarrassed she stood upright looking apologetic
Tina Duncan looked at herself in the mirror. She certainly was feeling her age. She had been running around playing hide and seek with her granddaughters. The one tried killing her, the other completely confused about why she in a way abandoned her.She looked at the folder she had received from her lawyer. Reaching for her cell phone she made an appointment. Once finished she took the folder heading for the meeting.Jazz looked puzzled waiting in the study.“Good morning Jazz,” Tina Duncan closed and locked the study door. She moved to sit behind the desk that had taken up most of her life as head of the Duncan family.“Hello grandmother.”Jazz sense immediately this meeting was official. She went and sit across from the desk, the same place she had been using since her arrival here years ago.“I am aware we are not on good footing. It had taken me a time to settle my affairs. As you can realize I had to hasten certain aspects because of Eva’s antics.” Tina said formally.“What’s goi
Eva slipped into the mansion. The maid who unlocked the door quickly run away before anyone noticed her. Quickly making her way to the upstairs floors, she quietly walked towards Jazz’s bedroom. She slowly opened the door, caught sight of the moon shining through the window. For a moment she just stood within the door looking at nature playing hide and seek. Jazz moved on her bed alerting Eva making her aware of why she was there again.“Jazz,” she called softly from the door. There was no movement from the bed just even breathing.She slowly moved towards the bed. In the past even recently, her cousin has this way of getting the upper hand on her actions no matter how well planned. Now she stood looking at the sleeping girl her face distorted in hatred.“Jazz,” she called softly again.Eva suddenly decided to climbed onto her cousin pining her down on the bed.“What’s going on…” Jazz opened her eyes. The first slap was through the face.“Wake up cousin.”“Eva,” Jazz asked confused. S
Jazz woke feeling strangely happy. She stretched in bed before reaching for her cell phone. There were no missed calls or messages. She jumped out of bed caught her reflection in the mirror. Her dishevelled appearance made her smile.“It was a good night,” she told herself. She smiled as she recalled the soft rain she heard the whole night long. She can still hear the rain. Going towards her window she pushed the curtains opened looking outside.“Wow, nature sure is beautiful.”On impulse she grabbed her robe going to the kitchen. She start making her own cup of early morning coffee. She pushed opened the window wanting the cool air inside. She felt happy. Once she finished making her coffee she walked with it in hand out the back. Before she realized she stepped into a puddle of water. Her slippers instantly wet and she found herself slipping. The coffee flew into the air before coming down hitting her luke warm in the face. She managed to caught the cup as it comes down.She throw h
Jack watched his wife finding her captivating, he also realized she was his for the taking. He stood and moved into her personal space, enjoying the twinkling eyes. He bent his head and kissed her softly on the lips. Her arms sneaked around his neck, her fingers slipping into the thickness of his hair. On tiptoed she stood kissing him wholeheartedly back. A ripple of shock went through her. She instantly disengaged herself from him. The raw hunger of her deepest emotions was clear to him.“Jack, I…” she looked shocked and surprise up at him.“My Jazz,” he smiled looking at her. “I find you captivating,” he admits his truth, surprise himself. “Do you trust me?” he asks while teasing the corner of her mouth with featherlike kisses that drives her into wanting more. That magic kiss was just enough to spin her world back into a kaleidoscope of sensual colours.“Jack,” she whispers breathless with anticipation of what is about to ensue again. The shared but very brief kiss is filled with s
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