Walking down, their bags are at the door, Troy is back sitting at the table. Sitting down with my coffee, I stay quiet. I like Troy. He doesn’t ask questions like Jackson. He doesn’t push for information or answers. Jackson and Alena say goodbye, cuddling the girls and leave.Walking out, I get in my car. Troy gets in the opposite side. Driving behind Jackson to the airport, we don’t speak. When we get there, Troy will get Jacksons' keys and drive the car back. We want to make sure they get on the plane, but from the moment they left the house, it is their honeymoon, so we are staying away from them.Getting to the airport, I sit and watch the car, Troy walking inside, following them to get the keys and ensure they get on the plane. Twenty minutes later, he walks back out. Getting in Jackson's car, he pulls out, me following behind.A week at Jacksons without Jackson will indeed feel weird, especially with Alena not there. Getting in, I sit down, me and Troy working out exactly how th
“Amazing, isn’t it? If she would just look at the comments, she will see how amazing she is.” Jackson's voice makes me look up at him.“Takes a strong person to agree to have their body on show naked, especially during sexual acts, so imagine not having that choice. She will get used to the idea, but I think she needs a little coaxing into looking at the comments.” I know full well Alena will love the attention she is getting if she can get past the rosy red cheeks and embarrassment.“How is Maria, any news?”I guess now is the time to tell him the truth. “I heard her talking to James. She is leaving me. Why she is dragging it out, I don’t know, but she is.” I explain.He looks at me, shocked.“Shit Marcus, what are you going to do, and what did she say when you confronted her?” He looks at me, waiting.“Fuck all, I ran and didn’t want to believe what I heard, somewhere inside me. I still hope she loves me and just needs something drastic to happen to see it.” I have slowly come to t
Leaving, we go in two cars. Getting there, we surround the house, Jackson not listening to the order to stay back, insisting he is the one to kick the door down. He always has to feel like he is in control in some way or another.“Fine.” I signal forward, Jackson moving in front of the door. I move, standing behind Jackson, the door flying open. As it does, Jackson jumps sideways, my eyes, seeing the barrel of the gun as Max shoots. I prepare myself for the pain of it hitting my vest, only the pain is unreal as I scream and fall to the floor.I forgot my vest. I was that busy checking everyone else. I forgot my own fucking vest. I can see Jackson staring at me, turning lunging into the house, his fists hitting Max. I try to get up to stop him, unable to. He needs to stop.“Stop, Jackson.” My words are quiet as they pull him away. I can’t see Max any more, just a heap on the floor, I may have taken a bullet for him, but if he has killed Max, I can’t take the fall. They wouldn’t believe
“So, you wanted me to come to say thank you?” She looks at me, confused. No, I have a plan, and that isn’t why, plus I had a visitor which I can’t talk about in front of Jackson“No, not just that. Max came to see me.”Her face changes. She is looking at me in horror.“He was talking about the pictures he has of you when you were with him. If I mentioned this in front of Jackson, you know what he is like. To be honest, I would rather not tell you at all and wait and see.” I don’t want to see it, and I hope it is a lie. She looks sick.“He said he wants you to go see him. Otherwise, he will get someone he knows to share them, but these pictures he said are not pleasant, ones where he abused you and you crying in pain or hiding away afterwards.”She looks at me, her eyes showing me she is considering it.“Let him. It is another game, another trick to drag me back in. I learnt my lesson the other day here with him. I won’t be going near him again.”Wow, she grew some balls, big ones at t
I walk to Jackson and stop behind him.“So, I think you’re wrong.”He turns and looks at me, his head shaking. “I’m not. This morning confirmed I wasn’t.” He answers.I look at him, confused. What happened this morning?“I left her all night, while all I wanted was to fuck her. Then this morning, I am pretty sure she thought I was you.”I laugh. Is he fucking crazy?“You’re delusional, Jacko.”He nods. “Just listen. I kissed her like I always do. Her hands grasped my hair, and she kissed me back. Then she pushed me away and slapped me and said, get off.”My eyes widen. She was dreaming of me? I got into her head that much she was dreaming of me. I laugh. “Oh, so your wife was dreaming about me? Damn, that’s hot.” I don’t even think Maria dreams of me. Still, it fails to prove his point. “Wait, so she technically kissed me back, then slapped me? That really isn’t enough, sure it’s hot that she was dreaming about me, but I don’t think she will agree to Jackson.”He looks at me like he i
Walking out, Maria is sitting on the bed.“You weren’t home when I got back half an hour ago, so I figured I would come to see if you were awake.” She moves, climbing into the bed.I walk over and climb in with her, my arms wrapping around her. I still feel like she is going to leave. I don’t want her to. I know she sees James even if she denies it. The mark on her neck, when she got to the hospital, told me she had seen him.I would not have joined Jackson and Alena if I knew she would have left James, but I am no fool. She hasn’t left him, she said she has, but deep down, she loves him a bit, like I love Alena. Falling asleep, I hope things get back on track now because if it doesn’t, everything will be a mess. Waking up, Maria is sitting at the table looking at me. Sitting up, I smile at her.“Ready to leave?” She asks.Nodding, I agree. I am. It is time to get back to the real world. Getting up, I get dressed, texting Jackson letting him know I have left, and I will see him at Ale
Getting there, it is nearly done, am I even needed?“Marcus.” Looking up, I see Jackson walking over to him.“Turns out workers got it all sorted, so you can just sit and relax. The guests are arriving now anyway.” He is right. The place looks perfect, and guests are arriving. Sitting down, I begin drinking, not too much, though. Alena walks in, smiling, looking so happy, so the other night wasn’t too much. I feel better now, knowing she isn’t an emotional wreck after everything.I watch as she walks to her dad and cuddles him, Jackson had mentioned he knows about this place now, so no doubt he knows what sort of man Jackson is. Watching I see Jake, I don’t know him, but I do know I don’t like him. His arms wrap around Alena and swing her around, her dress lifting up slightly, and you can see Jackson has her underwear. I hope no one else saw.My hands ball into fists, and I can see Jackson feels just the same. He needs to get his hands off her. I watch as Alena pushes away, seemingly
His car stops, just in the middle of nowhere. He gets out sitting on the grass. I don’t want to hurt him. Walking over, I sit down next to him, hoping I can talk some sense into him. I am hoping Alena tells him the truth tomorrow, but I’m unsure.“It was nothing, honestly. She hardly even kissed me back.”He turns and looks at me. “I always knew, always from the first moment Alena met you, something would have her running to you.” He shakes his head.Is he crazy? She loves him, really loves him.“Jackson, she loves you more than Maria loves me, that is for sure, don’t punish her for this. If you want to punish someone, punish me. I was the one who started it. She just didn’t feel like she could escape.” I don’t want him hating Alena. I feel awful like this is my fault. I should have hit Jake, kept him there and then there would be no way of Alena hiding it. Yet I saw her eyes, the fear for Jackson if he found out, she knows he would do something crazy.“Still doesn’t make any of this