Jazz followed Jack who was driving ahead of her. They were driving fast feeling urgent in reaching Jason who was waiting for them. She noticed the sun was rising over the horizon. A brief smile played around her mouth. The sudden noise was loud. The next moment she felt her car spinning out of control. She screamed trying to stop her vehicle but it was difficult since she was on high speed. She saw Jack going around the corner from her sight.Her car finally stopped in a ditch. The airbag deployed hitting her in the face. She felt dizziness settled around her.“Open your bloody eyes,” the voice ordered.Jazz tried opening her eyes but it felt as though her world was still spinning out of control.“Open your fucking eyes,” the hand smack her against the side of her head.“Stop it,” she said in a slurring voice.She hears the car door being opened. A rough hand grabbed hold of her pulling her out of the car. She landed on her knees scrapping her opened palms. The next moment she was pul
Jazz slowly opened her eyes. She felt a heavy arm wrapped around her frame. She frowned, puzzled about what’s going on. After a couple of deep breathes she turned her head slightly. A slow smile played around her mouth when she realized it was Jack. She settled her heart just lying there thinking.In vivid clarity she recalls the happenings of yesterday. The final conclusion when Jack woke her once the doctor placed her leg in a tight wrap around her ankle instead of a cast. She slowly snuggled deeper into his body and closed her eyes. It has been a while since she really slept properly.Jack kept his eyes closed but he was awake and aware of her quiet movements. He needs to get up but it was very comfortable with her in his arms. She grinned secretly wondering when she will become aware of his body reacting to her presence.Jack Warren and his Jazz slept the morning away.“Jack,” Jazz slowly woke. This time she was alone in bed. She slowly sits up against the pillows. She was alone.
Jack’s Jazz…wrong reason for marriage…. the right guy, her heart whispers… She woke with tears on her pillow. Her breathing was shallow while her heart still raced ahead, disguising the elusive threat of her remembered dream for crying to achingly. Her pent-up feelings and emotions made her cry anew. There within the grasp of her empty hands therein lie the ties for her awakening love. She rolled onto her side feeling very tired with the relentless problems plaguing her since she married Jack Warren. Strange and unfamiliar feelings now part of her… Fear now such a basic part of her thought though. It seems now her master in many areas of her life. She can’t seem to shake the heavy blanket that clouded her heart so masterfully. Warm tears streak down her cheeks while she lay wide-eyed with a hallow echo in her heart. If only she could reach out and touch, to touch though she had to shake her fear. She suddenly felt the weight of the bed. Staying motionless her heart raising fast. Afte
Jack opened his eyes. He was confused. About to close his eyes again when he caught movement at the bedroom door that stood slightly opened. He carefully moved the slender arm from his body. He briefly noticed Jazz rolling onto her side. Once his feet were on the floor he quickly moved towards the door. He opened it wide stepping into the hall. He stood motionless seeing no one. About to go back to bed… “Boy, come here?”” he recognized his father’s voice. He quickly looked inside and noticed Jazz was still sleeping on the bed. “Come here,” he was instructed again. Jack slowly start to follow the shadowy figure of his father. He went down the stairs finding the front door opened. He stepped into the night without looking back. He just kept following the figure that stayed ahead of him. Jazz stirred and opened her eyes when she realized she was alone in the bed. Turning around she looked towards the bathroom but there was no sound. Rolling onto her other side she noticed the bedroo
Allan Black looked at his watch. He looked around waiting but his patience was limited. Reaching for his cell phone he dialed the very familiar number. The ringing was right beside him. He disconnects looking into the solemn face. “You are late,” he scowled. “I am sorry, sir.” “Get in the bloody car Jazz.” Jazz climbed without further words into the passenger seat. The car immediately pulled away from the curb. She just looked straight ahead not saying a word. After a few minutes Allan placed his hand on her leg to test her reaction. She didn’t even stir a muscle. She just kept looking ahead. “Jazz,” he said her name firmly. “Yes sir,” she said without emotion. “Tell me that you like me,” he orders. “I like you, sir.” “Tell me that you find me sexy,” “You are sexy sir,” “Jazz you belong with me now,” “I belong with you sir,” Allan laughed since he can’t believe his luck. He quickly drove towards his new apartment. Eva also pulled away from the curb. She curiously followed
Jazz stepped from the bathroom freshly showered. She still tastes the after effect of something on her tongue. She can’t remember what she drinks or eat that left that taste behind. It also felt like her body was put through the ringer. She quickly dressed in leisurely black clothes. As she was looking for her cell phone the bedroom door opened. She looked curiously as Jack closed the door behind him. She immediately noticed he seemed furious. “What’s wrong Jack?” He stood looking at her. “It seems like I did something judging from your expression.” He moved closer standing right in front of her. He grabbed hold of her left hand looking at the wedding ring he placed on her finger. He married her on a whim but something shifted within him. He realized a fear he refused to name. “You married me,” Jazz just looked at him. “You had a chance to leave me, but you didn’t.” She just looked at him. “I come to a decision and you will follow it to the letter.” “Jack,” she openly looked
Jazz stood looking out the window. The rain was pouring down nonstop. She found herself in a strange city. She keeps wringing her hands, remembering one moment she was still happily building a relationship with Jack. They came like thieves in the night and abduct her. When she understood her surroundings at last, her life changed overnight.“Jazz, the car is here.”“I am coming,” she answered turning away from the window where she had seemed to grow roots over time. She followed her cousin knowing she wasn’t trustable but for some reason they are currently attached to each other.They reached the ground floor where bodyguards immediately surround her. They followed her to the car. She looked puzzled but learned not to asked questions. She simply moved within the stream that dictates her life.Jazz was confused as she looks at the fresh grave feeling numb and cold inside. She only becomes aware of her surroundings when it started to rain soaking her to the bone. A six sense she thought
“Jason…!” called the man from behind him. He turned to looked shock sizzling through his body when he recognized his father. The streets taught him instinct for survival.He had been constantly looking over his shoulder now that he heard the voice and saw the person, he was running full speed down the length of the street. He can hear his breathing as he was close chasing him. He can hear the engines of a couple of motorcycles. His very instinct warns him that the riders was searching for him. His breathing was fast and irregular but it didn’t stop him from running for safety, no matter where he found it now instantly.Absolute fear magnified over two years spurs him on to run like there was no tomorrow, which was a great possibility for him once he was caught again.“Jason stop!” called his father again in a breathless voice.He stopped a moment to watch him approached. The riders were all around him. He searched until he noticed the fence. That might keep the riders out for a moment
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