I don’t remember a minute of the drive back to the house. I thanked the driver and walked up to the front door. I was hesitant to even walk inside. I had finally stopped crying. I am worried I may start all over again. I have so many questions that I do not know the answers to. Do I really want to move back to my parent’s house and not see Holden? I lived eight years without him before, but did I want to live that hollow life again. Since I had come back to town I feel like I am whole again. The piece that was missing from my heart was back. I am faced with the fact that Holden could have been lying to me about the use of protection. If that is so, can I forgive him. He has a baby on the way. I wanted to be the one that was carrying his first child, not some ex-girlfriend. This baby will bind him and Jennifer forever. Do I want to live my life as a third wheel? Will our children suffer because of this unplanned pregnancy? And the biggest question, do I still want to marry Holden?
The look on Mayson’s face was priceless when she walked into the kitchen. She had expected her beloved Holden, not the one person that utterly despises her. She says as soon as she sees me “What the hell are you doing here?” I wasn’t ready to have my conversation with her yet so I hit her with the closest thing I could reach - a rolling pin that was on the counter. She went down quickly. She wouldn’t be out long which was good. I had a lot I needed to tell her. Things I have been wanting to tell her for years. Then I will put the rest of my plan in place, that will get her out of my way permanently and Holden out of my way for a long time. With them out of the way, the project will have to stop. This town does not deserve to succeed. I wish I could burn it to the ground after all it has done to me. I will be long gone from this hell hole before anyone knows that I have been behind everything. The best part of the plan is that she won’t live long enough to tell anyone. Holden will go
Before heading home, I rode by The Cole’s house to see if Mayson’s car was there. I praised God when I saw that it wasn’t there. I have to hope though that she was at our house and had not left town again. I need her more than I think she realizes. I cannot live without her, not again. These last eight years have been empty without her. We belong together no matter what. I was so relieved to see her car still in the driveway of our house. I hope she is still awake. I really want to talk to her before this night is over. I hate how things were when she left Antonio’s. The hurt in her eyes ripped my heart out. I take in a deep breath before I open the door, because I am not sure what I might be walking into. Mayson is one of the sweetest people I know, but when she is mad, it can get ugly. The redheaded being hot headed saying is very true, especially when they are angry. She was pretty upset when she left the restaurant. Hopefully, she has cooled down some so we can have some type
I received the call from Seth around midnight. I was surprised to hear from him. He was like family just like Holden, but we didn’t communicate that often. “Seth, it’s kind of late to be calling. Is everything okay?” He had a rough childhood with a father that was very cruel, so James and I would open our home to him when things got too intense for him at home. “Martha, you need to wake up James. I need both of you to be together when I tell you something. This is not good news.” “Seth, you are starting to scare me. What is going on? Has something happened to Mayson.” As I was waiting for his answer, I was trying to wake up James. “James, baby, please wake up. Seth is on the phone and he needs to talk to both of us.” James was groggy but he popped up in bed. He knew something was wrong for anyone to call us this late at night. “Seth, I have James with me, please tell us what is going on.” I was so scared that I was shaking. James put his arm around my shoulder to hold on to
I’m sitting here in an interrogation room and I should be with Mayson at the hospital. I have no idea how she is doing. No one will even bother to call the hospital to see if they can get an update. I can’t even call her parents to make sure they are there with her. Someone broke into our house and hurt her. I don’t want her to be alone for one minute in that hospital room. Finally Daniel walks into the interrogation room. I know he has to do his job and investigate what happened. But maybe he would at least call the hospital and see how she is doing. I am going out of my mind with not knowing. “Holden, if you don’t want to answer any questions without a lawyer present, you need to let me know now.” What the actual fuck? Why would I need a lawyer, I haven’t done anything wrong. “Daniel you have to be kidding me. I did not do anything to Mayson. Someone broke into the house and attacked her. I found her on the kitchen floor bleeding. We just got engaged tonight so why would I do
Mayson I can hear beeping sounds and voices, but I feel like weights are holding me down. I cannot seem to move or even open my eyes. I don’t remember much other than I could hear Holden’s voice trying to wake me up. Was it all a dream that I can’t seem to shake off? I want to scream but it feels like something is blocking my mouth and keeping me silent. Everything else is a blur. It feels like a memory that I cannot quite grasp, it is just out of reach. My head is hurting. I wish I could remember what happened. Did I have a car accident on the way home? I remember the romantic dinner and proposal from Holden. I know that I said yes. I know that his ex-girlfriend showed up. After that I can’t figure out what happened. I want to wake up. I want to see Holden’s face. I can feel people around me. Someone is adjusting something on my face. Whatever it is hurts. I want so badly to slap their hand away. The amount of frustration I am feeling right now is really starting to piss me off.
I was not prepared for what I saw when I opened the hospital room door. Mayson was on a ventilator and so many other machines. Her skin was paler than normal. Her parents were in chairs next to her bed. They looked as if they had aged years in just a night. “Martha. James. I am so sorry this happened. I should have protected her.” I felt like I had let all of them down. James had given me his permission to have his daughter’s hand in marriage. With that permission my responsibility was to take care of her. I failed in just one night of receiving his trust. Martha came and hugged me. “Holden, we do not blame you for what happened. We both know that there would be no way you would ever hurt her. We are furious that the police even took you into custody. It had to have been a robbery at your house and Mayson got home at the wrong time. When I talked to her on the phone, she had heard a car door and thought it was you. She told me what had happened at your dinner. She was hurt but she
How is Mayson still breathing? I know that I got interrupted when Holden came home, but I had done a lot of damage to her prior to that. But she is lying in a coma in the hospital instead of being in the ground. The police were so incompetent they couldn’t even keep Holden in jail. I had planned everything so perfectly and they screwed it up. I am going to have to make changes to my plan. Mayson is still going to have to die. I just have to figure out exactly how that is going to happen. She is never alone in the hospital. Either her parents are Holden are holding vigil at her bedside. I am pissed at Seth, because he has been visiting her as well. Maybe I can go in to see her. If I can be alone in her room long enough, maybe I can turn off her ventilator long enough to cause permanent damage. If the bitch won’t die, then maybe she can be in a coma for the rest of her life. That may be even a better plan. Instead of a quick end to her life, the suffering could last forever. Her paren