Chapter 7

NICK

My parents left and Sandra came out from the kitchen. She was crying and I didn’t like it. I didn’t know why my parents would be so cruel to her, she was not the one who did all those things to me. she was the one who saved me from a bad situation and showed me the kind of wife I had.

I didn’t understand why they would treat her that way. “Sandra, I am so sorry. I will talk to them again and make them understand. I will show them the proof of Olivia’s crimes and then they will believe me and accept you as my close friend.”

I took her into my arms and consoled her. “Don’t get her out Nick, am scared of what she will do to me when she gets out. Please, let her stay there.” She cried even more, making my heart tighten. I wished I could let her stay; I wanted her to stay there longer but my parents were not joking when they said they would disown me if I don’t let her out.

“Don’t worry, I will protect you. that woman will never come anywhere near you. but I have to make that call. I have to let her out or my parents will never forgive me. But worry not, they will be the ones to send her back to jail when they see the proof of her crimes.”

She looked so scared, Olivia left her with huge scars and now she was getting out without paying for her crimes. I hated that she had a hold on my parents to a point that they refuse to believe she could be a bad person.

“Wait here, I need to make that call.” I wiped her tears and left her sitting on the couch. I made a call to my best friend first. I needed his advice. “What is it Nick?”

“Can’t I call my best friend without being asked that?” he chuckled on the other side. “No, you can’t, because I know you and you only call when you want something. What do you want this time?”

Ethan was not the same with me, since I got Olivia arrested, he didn’t like that. “My parents want me to get Olivia out of jail.” I waited for his response, but none came. “Ethan, are you still there?”

“I am here but I don’t know what you want me to say about that. you know how I feel about what you did but you told me it was none of my business. So, I don’t understand why you are calling me about this.”

I cut the call. I was never going to get anything out of him with that attitude. I knew Ethan since we were children, when he doesn’t like something, he speaks up and it doesn’t matter what you say, he never changes his mind about it. He was stubborn like that.

I made a call to the police chief dropping the charges, but he told me to come in to sign some documents. Told me that my parents were already there and giving him hell. I sighed feeling defeated. I went back inside and found Sandra sitting there staring at nothing.

I went and crotched in front of her. “Hey, everything is going to be okay. I will not let her get anywhere near you. I will protect you; I promise. Olivia will not hurt you again.” She gave me a small smile; she wasn’t happy, and I knew it. I wished I didn’t have to get her out.

But knowing my parents, they would take everything I have worked so hard for, if I don’t do what they want. “I have to go to the police station; I will be back soon. Sam is going to stay here and protect you. he will be right outside.” She nodded and I took my keys and left.

When I got to the station the police chief was already waiting for me. “Come this side Mr. Jones.” He looked scared with beads of sweat forming on his forehead. I knew it was all my father’s doing. I followed him to his office where my parents were sitting and waiting.

He gave me the documents. “Are you sure you want me to do this before you look at the proof of everything she did?” mother folded her arms and said nothing. She didn’t even look my way. I looked at father and his eyes were cold and distant.

I sighed then signed the papers. I looked back at them, and they still looked like they didn’t want me there or to hear a word of what I had to say. I handed the documents to the police chief then walked out of there. I was angry!

I went and sat in my car then lit a cigarette. Bad habit I know but the situation with Olivia stresses me out. I started smoking when she was arrested, and it became a norm whenever I was stressed. It calmed me down.

I kept my eyes at the door of the police station, after what seemed like forever father came out first. I put out the cigarette and sat up on my chair looking at the door. Mother came out and I waited until she came out.

When I saw her, my heart skipped a beat. She looked frail, pale and dirty. The clothes she wore were the ones she was arrested in two years ago. She looked so skinny and malnourished. I got so angry seeing her that, i thought they would take care of her. I never ordered for her to be mistreated, she is my wife and they should have known better.

I only said she could not have visitors, that they should not let her outside. I never asked for whatever they did to make her look that way. With anger, I started my car and drove off. Guilt eating me up inside but still hoping she would come home to me so i can make it up to her.