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Post by HarleyMac on Jul 22, 2008 7:47:05 GMT -6
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Chapter 10;
A COUPLE OF HOURS LATER;
Amber’s POV;
I had gotten up an hour ago; having stumbled in to the living room to find CT and Shifty playing on the 360, I had ruffled CT’s hair as I made my way to the kitchen to make coffee.
I had hardly slept the whole night because all I could think about was Leland getting here in a few hours. I couldn’t believe just how much I missed him. The feeling of emptiness that I had felt when he left just told me that I was even more in love with him, than I had even been aware of.
Making CT some cereal and squeezing some fresh orange juice, I had made him come to the dining room and eat, without a word of complaint; he had paused the game that he and his Uncle were playing and wondered through to the dining room and happily ate his breakfast.
Cam had called me when we got back from the fair and asked if I would be ok looking after her son all night; Jeff had, had too much to drink and she was too tired to drive back to our place.
But I knew my friend; there was something bothering her I had heard it in her voice as she told me that she and Jeff would be back in time for us to go to the airport to meet Leland. So there had been no point in pushing the issue; when she made it clear that she wasn’t going to talk about whatever was bothering her.
“Excited much?” Shifty asked moving in to the kitchen as I washed up the dishes and set about placing a load of washing in to the washing machine.
“What makes you say that?” I smiled as I looked up in to his beautiful dark eyes.
Scolding myself slightly; I was with Leland; I shouldn’t be looking at other men. But there really was no denying how gorgeous this man was; there was nothing wrong with looking just so long as I didn’t touch.
“You’re all but bouncing off the walls of the house,” He chuckled as he picked up the basket of washing that I had taken out of the washing machine.
“Yeah I am excited…”
”But?” He asked placing the basket on the island in the centre of the kitchen and moved to the cupboard to get the pegs to hang out the still wet sheets.
“Excuse me?”
”You were going to say but right?” He asked watching me closely as he moved back to the basket as I closed the washing machine door and pressed the settings buttons.
“How do you know…?”
“I have gotten to know you pretty well over the past few days and I can see that something is bothering you so please if you want to talk I am here,” He offered as we both moved to the back door and out in to the back yard.
“I guess I am just a little nervous,” I admitted as we moved to the cloths line.
“About?”
”That things will have changed,” I admitted honestly as I purposefully avoided looking at him.
Leaning down and picking up a sheet; I set about placing it over the cloths line and pegging it in to place.
“Any reason to believe that they would have?”
“Hawaii is such a far way away and…”
“Amber; Leland loves you right?” He asked busying himself with hanging up the sheets and pillow cases; avoiding looking at me he waited for me to answer.
“Yeah…”
”Then just have a little faith that things won’t have changed; if he loves you half as much as you obviously love him then a few miles isn’t going to have changed that,”
“I hope you’re right,”
“Of course I am right,” He smiled finally looking at me as he pegged the last sheet in to place and put the peg basket back in to the cloths basket.
“Oh and modest too,” I giggled as we moved back in to the kitchen and closed the door behind us.
“I try my best,” He smiled placing the things away and moving to the kettle and turning it on. “I think it would be a good idea for you to have some coffee and a smoke and try to calm down a little bit; you don’t want to be worked up in a state when you see him do you?”
“No I really don’t!” I admitted honestly as the sound of the front door opening reached through the house. Moving to the kitchen door that looked in to the living room where I could see CT still playing his game.
The living room door opened and Jeff and Cam tumbled in to the room, hands clasped together and they were laughing as they chatted with Matt who followed in behind them.
Cam leaned down and kissed CT’s head as Matt threw himself down next to her son.
“All right; what we playing big man?” He asked picking up the controller that Shifty had been using before he came to help me with the chores.
Cam and Jeff smiled then moved out to the kitchen still holding hands, their connection shining brightly as they looked in to one another’s eyes before walking in to the room where Shifty was making more coffee for them.
Watching them together it just made me miss Leland even more and I suddenly couldn’t wait to see him, I wanted him here now; I needed him here now.
“Morning hon,” Cam said letting go of Jeff’s hand and moving to me where she hugged me tightly.
“Morning,” I smiled at Jeff as he leaned in and kissed my cheek softly as Cam moved to her brother and hugged him just as tightly.
“Thanks for looking after CT for me,” Cam said looking between me and Shifty as she took the cigarette that her brother held out to her and lit up.
“Not a problem,” Shifty and I both said at the same time.
Cam seemed to be magnetically pulled back to Jeff’s arms where he claimed her without question or complaint as he took her cigarette and inhaled deeply on it before handing it back to her.
Their connection just seemed to be getting stronger with every passing day and I was reminded of how much I loved that feeling; Leland and I had quickly slipped in to a comfortable relationship much like my 2 friends seemed to be.
With my thoughts on Leland, I bid my friends farewell and headed to pick up my man who I was going to have for a whole week. My stomach was in a fit of flutters and my heart was racing.
God Leland; I hope you are feeling energized ‘cos not seeing you since you left, I am all kinds of ready to have you all to myself for the whole week.
Jeff’s POV;
Seeing how excited Amber was to see Leland again, I knew that I would be the same way if it were Ron and I who had been apart as long as they had been.
Leland was a good guy and he obviously loved my friend with a passion to have been the one who suggested the long distance relationship deal; that was commitment no matter what anyone said.
Watching as Ron washed up the mugs that we had used and dried them before placing them back in the cupboard. The smile on her face as she placed them hap hazardly on the shelf.
“You know you are too cute when you do that,” I chuckled leaning against the counter and watching her.
“When I do what?” She asked the heat stinging her face as she looked at me and smiled the brightest smile that always left me tingling from head to foot.
“Put away the mugs or the groceries; you get this little smile on your face; like you love doing things your way and no one else’s,”
Instantly her posture changed and she seemed to be tense and on edge.
“Hey what is it?” I asked moving to her and touching her face gently.
“It’s nothing!” She replied shaking her body slightly as if she were trying to push something to the back of her mind.
“You know you keep saying that…”
”Saying what?”
”Whenever the subject of your past comes up you say it’s nothing…”
”’Cos maybe it is nothing,” She sighed moving away from me and wiping down the counters until the kitchen seemed to sparkle brightly. “I really should get this done you know how much of a clean freak Lele is,”
“Ok!” Sighing I moved out of the kitchen leaving her alone as I moved to the living room where Shifty and CT were still playing on the 360. “Got room for another player?” I asked.
CT handed me the 3rd controller and waited for me to be loaded in to the game.
Glancing to the kitchen to see Ron cleaning vigorously; trying to get the house in to the shape that Leland appreciated. What was her secret?
What was she hiding from me?
Shaking my head, I moved my attention back to the TV and the game that her son was playing. I cared about Ron more than I had ever cared about anyone but I couldn’t help but feel the frustration building when she refused to talk about her past.
It wasn’t like I would judge her for her past; it wasn’t like there was anything in her past that would change the way I felt about her.
Why wouldn’t she just talk to me?
Why did she feel like she had to do this alone?
Was whatever in her past the reason that she took shit from Randy?
Had he somehow found out what was hidden in her shadows?
Suddenly it felt like her manager and possibly my biggest enemy ever knew my girlfriend better than I did as the questions in my head seemed ready to confirm that he did in fact know more about her than I did.
Cameron’s POV;
I just couldn’t bring myself to tell him; it wasn’t that I didn’t want to tell him. I just didn’t want to see sympathy in his eyes, I didn’t want his pity; I didn’t want anyone’s pity.
Since I had left Steven; I had taken pride in the fact that he had been wrong; I had made it without him and I was still doing it without him.
I didn’t need a man to support me financially; I had a job, a good job that was paying me very well.
I didn’t need a man to make things in my life better; I was a strong willed woman who had fought back against a situation that had seemed hopeless; I had been sure that I was going to die at Steven’s hands but I had taken charge and I had gotten my son and myself out of there.
Leaning back against the counter and sighing heavily as my mind cast back to the night that I had packed and left…
‘The sun had started to set turning the sky a purple and orange bland of brightness. The air was still but the smell in the air said that we were in for a storm as it seemed to buzz loudly around me as I sat out on the decking of the home that I shared with Steven and our son Dylan.
The sound of the front door slamming rang through the still night like a shot gun going off and in a way I hoped that it was a shot gun but no such luck as the sound of Steven filtered out on to the decking where I was enjoying the night and sipping at my coffee and smoking a cigarette.
“Where are you bitch!?” He roared out angrily his voice getting closer and closer by the second. “What the hell are you doing out here?”
“I’m just having a cup of…”
SLAP! I was cut off as his hand swung at my face hard causing me to about fall out of the lounger chair.
“It was a rhetorical question Shay!” He growled out of him angrily as he stood watching me closely. “Get up stairs,” He ordered me causing me to shrink away; I knew what was coming and I didn’t want it.
My body refused to move as my head screamed at me to just get out of the chair, get up the stairs and let him do whatever he wanted to do to me.
God knows my life would be much simpler if my head and body weren’t at constant war with each other whenever he got like this.
“I SAID GET UP THE FUCKING STAIRS!” He roared causing me to jump to my feet and begin to move towards the stairs that led to the second floor.
Please God if you get me out of this I swear I will never come back, I will never forgive him for this again! I pleaded in form of a pray but I knew that God had deserted me a long time ago.
What kind of God would let this happen to anyone?
“Take off your cloths cunt!” He barked at me when he followed me moments later with a 6 pack of beer in his hands and a bottle of vodka.
Great it was going to be a long night. Relenting to his demands because I didn’t want a noise when our son was asleep in his bed down the hall. Lost in the land of dreams where nothing mattered anymore; what I wouldn’t give to be lost in the fantasy of my life being anything that it clearly was right in this moment.
Pushing me down on to the bed once I had removed my cloths, he climbed on top of me; place one hand over my mouth as he forced my legs open with the other hand and literally tore me as he forced his way in to me.
Pain spread through me as he pumped himself against me; completely happy with not using any protection, I knew that a trip to the pharmacy in the morning was going to be called for.
Pain continued to slam in to my subconscious as he continued to rape me; getting himself off by using brutal force and not caring how much he was hurting me; it wasn’t the first time that I had been in this position at his hands.
Turning my head away from him; I tried to focus on something other than the searing pain that he was causing inside me but he obviously had other plans for me.
“Look at me bitch!” He barked his order but again my body fought with my head and refused to turn and look in to his dead cold eyes as they landed on his gun and badge lying on the nightstand.
How easy would it be to just reach for the gun and shoot him?
Pushing that thought to the back of my head as his hands curled around my throat and began squeezing hard until I was fighting with him.
Fighting against the constriction of his hands around my throat; panicking blindly that I was about to die; that this was it; I wasn’t getting out alive this time.
Then everything turned black…’
Crashing back to the present with my breath racing away from me and my hands on my throat.
“Hey, Cam you ok?” Seth asked from in front of me.
Slowly he came in to focus and I could see the worry on his face.
“What is it?” He asked softly reaching behind him and closing the door slightly to give us some privacy.
How could I possibly share my past with Jeff when thinking about it seemed to leave me in a state of pure panic?
“Nothing!” I shook my head at my brother as he pulled me gently in to his arms and held me close to him.
Not saying anything; he knew better than to push. So he just rocked me back and forth slowly as my breath continued to come in sharp and short intakes as slowly the haze from my past began to pass and all that was left was this woman who for want of a better term; had 2 completely different personalities.
One was the calm and assured woman I had fought so hard to be and the other was the timid, scared little girl who had stayed with her abusive partner. How could I ever explain that?
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Post by Mistress Angie on Jul 22, 2008 10:04:05 GMT -6
Fantastic update! The emotions are perfect  I can really sense her fear and apprehension at sharing her past with Jeff ^_^ |
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Post by HarleyMac on Jul 25, 2008 3:05:13 GMT -6
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Chapter 11;
AN HOUR LATER;
Leland’s POV;
God she was a sight for sore eyes. I had been thinking about being back here a lot over the months that we had been apart. I had wanted nothing more than to be with her; to hold her, to touch her, to kiss her, to taste her, to make love to her and nothing could have prepared me for the sudden rush of love that had coursed through me at the sight of her.
Parking her jeep in the driveway of the house that she shared with Cameron and her son CT. Cars seemed to litter the street outside the modest little bungalow; instantly telling me that Jeff and Matt were inside along with Shannon and Shane.
“You ok baby?” She asked placing her hand on my leg lightly and watching me closely.
“Mmhmm! You?” I asked sliding my fingers through hers and holding on to her hand refusing to let her go.
In reality a week wasn’t long but when we hadn’t seen each other in as many months; and not knowing when we would see each other again; a week felt like a year.
“I’m great handsome; I am just so glad you’re here; I can hardly believe it,” She smiled happily.
That same smile that had drawn me to her all those years ago. The bright and beautiful sparkle in her almost hypnotic hazel eyes. The personality that matched her beautiful features had all been what had made me fall in love with her in the first place and nothing had stopped me in my goal to make her mine.
“I know me either,” I admitted as our foreheads fell against each other.
“Let’s get inside,” She whispered as I brushed my lips tenderly over hers and watched her eyes as they captured a sultry look that did little to squash my need for her.
“I don’t wanna…there are people in there,” I complained softly.
“I don’t think they are going to be here for long; they just wanted to say hi to you,” She giggled softly as she pulled her key from the engine and began to move away from me until she was stepping out of the jeep and moving to the back to grab my luggage.
“But I just want it to be me and you,” I said following her.
“It will be…”
”Yeah you, me, Cam, CT and her brother…”
”Nope just me and you,”
“What? How?”
”Jeff offered to take them to his house while you are here to give us some privacy,” She informed me.
”And you didn’t think to tell me this before?” I said. “Come on hurry; the quicker we get inside the quicker we get rid of them,”
“Hey; they’re my friends…our friends!”
”I know but I haven’t seen you in God knows how long; I think they will understand that I want you to myself,” I smiled as she leaned in to my arms.
Kissing her head softly she giggled as she pulled my bags from the back of the jeep and began to make her way towards the front door.
“Well when you put it like that,” She smiled back at me as she pushed the front door open and stepped inside.
Racing after her, we placed my bags in the hallway out of the way and moved to the living room door; pushing it open until I was literally bombarded by people.
Once the pleasantries were out of the way, and I had caught my bearings, my eyes fell on Cam sat off to the side, seemingly lost in thought, Jeff sat across the other side of the room watching her; worry masking his face.
The atmosphere was thick with tension it was obvious that they had some kind of falling out but Jeff seemed to push that aside as he got to his feet.
”Ok now that we have said hi; I think it is time for us to get out of here,” He said moving to a pile of bags that lay in the arch that separated the living room from the dining room and picked up as much of the bags that he could carry.
The others moved to help him as Cam seemed to be lost in thought until Amber was kneeling in front of her friend and touching her leg lightly.
“Cam?” She said softly causing Cam to come crashing back to the present.
“Sorry hon!” She said looking around the room. “Oh hey Lele,”
Getting up she moved to me and hugged me tightly as the others waited outside for her.
“Hey tiny! How’s it going honey?” I asked watching her closely.
I wasn’t stupid, I knew that Amber knew more about Cam than anyone else; the 2 women were more like sisters than just friends and I would never ask Amber to betray that confidence but it was obvious that something was bugging this girl in front of me.
“It’s good dude! How was your flight?”
“All the better when I finally got here and saw my woman,” I admitted looking up at Amber as she stood next to where Cam had just been sitting.
“Awe you guys are sickeningly cute you know that?” Cam giggled softly as she pulled away from me. “I am gonna go and leave you 2 young lovers alone!”
With that she waved and left the house, closing the door behind her leaving me alone with Amber finally. Moving to her; I quickly scooped her up in to my arms and carried her to the bedroom at the back of the bungalow.
HALF AN HOUR LATER;
Jeff’s POV;
Parking my corvette by the side of my house. The ride over here had been nothing short of torture. I wasn’t used to this silence between Ron and I but it was there and it was undeniable.
Every time I looked at her she would turn her head and look out the passenger door of my car. Placing my hand on her leg I could feel her tensing and I wasn’t used to having this effect on her so I pulled my hand away from her and sighed heavily as the others pulled in behind me.
Almost instantly she climbed out of the car and headed away from where everyone was getting out of their own vehicles.
”Where’s my Mom going?” CT asked watching her as she disappeared around the side of the house and out of view.
“She just needs a little time alone,” I replied looking at her brother in the hope of getting something from him.
But nothing as he helped the others unload the bags that the 3 of them had accumulated for staying here for a week.
“I’m going after her…” I started as he came back for the second run for the luggage.
”Jeff!” He started stopping and looking at me. “I know that you are worried about her; I can see how much you care for her but leave her be…”
”What the hell is going on?” I asked watching him closely.
”It’s not my place to…”
”Why not? I need to know what the hell is wrong…I can’t make it better for her when she won’t open up to me,” I knew that my frustration was coming out of me in the wrong way but I couldn’t help it.
“And she can’t open up because of what is wrong…look I know how you feel about her; like I said I can see it but Cam is a…she isn’t the type of woman who will lean…let me go after; try to talk to her yeah?”
“Fine!” I sighed shaking my head.
If she wasn’t going to open up to me I really couldn’t see this relationship ever working, because I needed more than what she was giving me, I needed her to let me in.
Seth's POV;
Having seen Amber with Leland; seeing the love that they shared seemed to shoot through my heart like nothing I had ever felt before; leaving me painfully aware that Amber would never look at me the way she looked at him.
I had to find a way to bury what I was feeling and try to just look at her as the friend that she had made obvious I was to her.
Rounding the side of the house my eyes fell on my little sister sitting on a tree stump her head in her hands; her shoulders moving in accordance to her tears.
Moving closer to her I knelt down next to her and touched her arm lightly causing her to look up at me.
“Hey it can’t be that bad,” I whispered as she slid across the stump making room for me to sit down next to her.
“How can I tell him Seth? How can I open up to him and tell him of all the things that Steven did to me?” She sobbed falling in to my arms.
“You can tell him because that man is crazy about you…”
”But if I tell him; if I really open up to him then I…what if he uses it against me? What if he turns out exactly like Steven?”
”Jeff is nothing like that piece of shit!” I replied adamantly.
I knew after just a few hours of hanging out with the guy that he was nothing like her ex; Jeff would die for my sister I could see it in his eyes, I could hear it in his voice when he talked about her and I could see it in the way they were with one another.
“He knows something is up…”
”Meaning?”
“When I was with Steven…he had to have everything done a certain way…”
”I don’t understand,”
“The groceries had to have their labels facing forward, the mugs had to be placed away in a certain position…the towels all had to be sitting in the same position…”
“What does that have to do with…?”
”Jeff commented on how happy I looked when I put away the dishes at home! Don’t you see Seth if I tell him, if I tell him what I went through all that will change…he’ll pity me and I don’t want…”
”Do I pity you?” I asked running my hand up and down her back softly.
“I hope you don’t…”
”I don’t! I am more proud of you than I ever thought I could be; the way you handled it, the way you took your life back…that takes guts sweetie and I am pretty sure that Jeff will see it the same way,”
“I just…I can’t take the chance that he won’t! I don’t want to look in to his eyes and see pity, or sympathy…”
Holding her close to me, I listened as she mumbled almost incoherently and it was obvious to me that she wasn’t ready to tell him, she may never be ready and that was just something that he would have to learn to deal with if their relationship was ever going to stand a chance.
HALF AN HOUR LATER;
Jeff’s POV;
Standing in my kitchen watching her as she leaned on her brother for support and the way they were talking quietly amongst themselves.
Finally he got up and moved towards the French doors that led in to the dining room, I moved to meet him concern for my girl building past anything that I had ever felt for anyone.
“Go talk to her,” He said as I pulled the doors open for him.
”You’re sure?”
”Yeah! You may not get what you want from her but you need to talk to her,” He advised me.
What did that mean?
Wouldn’t she talk to me?
“Ok thanks man,” I said stepping out in to the cool air and moving down the steps that led down on to the grass.
Moving closer to hear her sniffing softly trying to push back the tears that I had seen consuming her from where I had stood at the kitchen window.
“Hey beautiful lady,” I said softly as I sat down next to her on the stump where she had sat down.
“Hey you,” She looked up at me with bloodshot eyes that were still threatening to over flow with tears.
“What’s going on?” I asked wrapping my arm around her and pulling her closely to me and just holding her, giving her support and comfort in the best way that I knew how.
“Jeff I know that you know there is something in my past that I am not telling you…but you have to trust me when I say that it is in the past and that it’s best if it stays there…”
”But if there is something that is still obviously bothering you then maybe if you share with…”
”I can’t! I just can’t baby; I am not the girl who does that…I wouldn’t be the girl that you have all these feelings for if I was…”
“Ron we’re in a relationship…”
”We are?” She asked looking up at me; her eyes suddenly blazing with a happiness that instantly drowned out the unhappiness that had settled there since before we left her home.
“I thought you knew that?”
”I wasn’t sure…I didn’t know what we had really…”
“How can you not see what I feel for you? How can you not see that I would die to keep you safe, I would do anything that I had to, to make you happy!”
“I’m just not used to…” Stopping herself from being vulnerable with me she looked back in to my eyes and I could feel myself drowning in the brown beauty of them. “Just trust me that the things I keep to myself are things that I need to keep to myself yeah?”
“Will you ever tell me?”
”I can’t answer that; I’m sorry I know that isn’t what you want to hear but I just can’t give you an answer,”
Looking in to her eyes I could see how passionately she felt about this, and she was right, I had been drawn to the independent woman that she was, drawn to the carefree attitude that she had and if she couldn’t share with me then so be it because with one look in to those eyes I knew that I couldn’t walk away from her and the things that we had.
“Ok,”
”You mean that?” She asked hopefully.
“Ron; I am here, I ain’t going no where and for whatever reason you can’t or don’t want to share what you have been through or whatever it is in your past and I can handle that. But I just want you to know that whatever it is that is in your past it won’t ever change the way I feel about you…”
Getting lost in her eyes for a few moments, I knew that I was in trouble with this girl because I would lay my life down in heart beat if it meant that she was safe and out of harms way.
Randy Orton had better not have anything planned for her when she got to LA because the time had come where I really don’t think I could hide how I felt about her anymore.
“You have…Ron you’ve seeped in to my heart and there doesn’t seem to be anything that I can do to get rid of you, I don’t want to get rid of you! Just promise me that if you feel like you need to talk you will come to me?”
”I will! I promise,” She said leaning in and brushing her soft smooth lips over mine.
Pulling her gently until she was straddling my lap and I was drowning in her eyes and I knew that I had meant every single word I had just said to her.
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Post by Mistress Angie on Jul 25, 2008 8:50:30 GMT -6
Awwwww, poor Jeff.... I feel bad for him ; ;
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Post by HarleyMac on Jul 30, 2008 3:18:08 GMT -6
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Chapter 12;
A COUPLE OF DAYS LATER;
Amber’s POV;
I couldn’t believe how amazing things had been since Leland had been back; our relationship seemed to be on the same level as it had always been.
Watching him as he dressed to get ready to leave I couldn’t believe that he had been called back to Hawaii; Dog knew how important this week had been to both of us; why did he have to call last night?
We were supposed to be going with Jeff, Cam, Shifty, Matt, Shannon and CT down to the water park today; we had paid in advance and there was no way that I could get my money back now.
“I hate this!” Leland said moving back to the bed and wiping the hair from my face; tenderly cupping my face in his powerful hand.
“Me too!” I agreed letting my head fall in to his hand; taking comfort from the simple gesture. “But in 2 months time you will be back right?”
”Try and stop me beautiful! I am just sorry that this trip has had to be cut short,”
”It’s not your fault but you would think that the criminals would be more considerate,” I smiled causing a loud rumble of laughter to escape his gorgeous full lips.
Looking in to his eyes which reminded me of Shifty’s eyes; why was I thinking about Shifty?
Pushing all thoughts of him out of my head as I pulled Leland to me and we fell backwards on to the bed; kissing long and slow; his tongue gliding in to my mouth tasting me as his hands held on to my hips tightly.
The sound of both our phones ringing tore through the moment as we both sighed letting our heads rest together for a few moments before we pulled apart and answered our respective phones.
“You have the worse time hon,” I said checking the caller ID to see Cam’s name flashing waiting to be answered as Leland said the same thing in to his own phone.
“Sorry…eeeewwwweeee wait are you in the middle of…?”
”No! Not now,” I sighed watching Leland as he disappeared out of the room with his bags; leaving me alone in the bedroom.
“Awe hon I am sorry!” She giggled softly.
“It’s ok; what’s up?”
“We’re just calling to see if you and Lele are still going to make it today?”
”I’m so sorry I meant to call you…”
”No! No! No! Come on Amber; I know that you haven’t seen him in God knows how many months but I can’t allow you to leave me all alone at this water park with 4 guys and a kid guy!”
“Leland is heading home!”
”What? Why? What happened?” She asked instantly her voice turning softer.
“His Dad called; there is some fugitive they need Leland to help find…”
”Fucking cocksmoking criminals; don’t they have any sense of timing?”
“I said the same thing,” I giggled softly.
“When’s he leaving?”
”I’m just about to take him to the airport right now!” I said reaching for my smokes and lighting up; inhaling deeply.
“Just come down to the water park when you’re done then?”
“I’m not in the mood honey; I think I’ll just come home and…”
”Eat a quart of ice cream…?” She guessed correctly. “I’m not going to let that happen,”
“But I am not really in the…”
”Then I am coming home right now!” She said firmly.
”I can’t let you do that; you paid money to be there and CT was looking forward to it…”
”I’ll leave CT with the guys; they won’t mind!”
”Cam I can’t let you…”
Cameron had proved how good a friend she was, without question she would drop everything for her friends, not caring if it meant forgetting about something that she had been looking forward too.
“Then come on down here?”
“You drive a hard bargain you know that?”
”I try my best,” She giggled softly. “Is that a yes?”
“I really don’t have a choice do I?” I asked getting up from the bed and pulling open the door to my closet.
“Nope!” She giggled softly. “Come on; you know I won’t let this go! It’s either you come here and get your money’s worth or I come home to you and loose my money,”
“Low blow honey!” I giggled as I pulled out my black sarong and moved back in to the room; then grabbing my black bikini and began stripping out of my cloths and in to the suit.
“Whatever it takes to get you down here,” She laughed as the sound of Jeff calling her filtered down the line.
“All right I will be there soon! You go have fun until I get there yeah?”
“Yay I can’t wait to see you! Be safe and say bye to Lele for me,”
“Will do honey! See ya soon,”
We said our goodbyes and hung up. Slipping my bikini on then placing a white vest top over my top and wrapping the black sarong around my waist and grabbing up my things before moving out to the living room where Leland was checking that he had packed everything up.
“Everything ok babe?” I asked moving to him and stopping him from moving around almost frantically.
“Mmhmm it was just my Dad saying that things are getting out of hand back home,”
”Meaning?”
”An informant has come forward to say that the fugitive is planning on skipping town…”
“How much is the bond?”
“50 large!”
“Jesus!” I felt bad for Leland; my man was very much a Family orientated man and the thought of being so far away while his Family were obviously going through something so big would have him in knots I knew but there was nothing that he could do until he got there. “Just try to calm down baby…”
”I can’t calm down Amber…”
”What use is you getting all worked up going to accomplish?” I asked leading him to the sofa and sitting him down. Reaching in to my bag I pulled out my smokes and lit one and handed it to him.
“I hate this…”
”What?”
”I feel like I am being forced to choose between you and my Family!”
Looking at him, I could see the worry creasing his handsome features; see the way that this was really getting to him. The thought of causing him worry and stress didn’t sit right with me, but what was I meant to do?
Leland's POV;
Looking at her beautiful features and seeing the way that she was worried about me; made me fall in love with her more than I had thought it was possible too.
I loved the things that we shared; the love that flowed so easily between us was something that I had never thought I would find myself questioning.
But here I was thinking about how we were ever going to withstand the test of time when I was going to be constantly feeling guilty about leaving home to come visit her.
Wrapping her up in to my arms she collapsed against me and held on to me tightly as we savored the last few moments that we had alone.
When it was time for us to leave the safety and cocoon of her home, I was left wondering if this was going to be the last time that I was going to be here.
Loading my luggage in to the boot of the car, my thoughts turned to how I had always thought that Amber and I were going to spend the rest of our lives building what we had, being sickeningly happy but now here I was questioning everything that I had thought I would always hold dear to me.
“So you will be out in 2 months time right?” She asked as we climbed in to the front of the jeep.
“Yeah,” I smiled at her knowing in my heart that this relationship was on its last legs but I wanted to fight for what we had, I wanted to at least try to make it work because I loved her with all my heart.
“And here is hoping that the criminals will be a little more considerate,” She giggled backing the jeep out of the driveway and turning in the direction of the airport.
“Here’s hoping,” I chuckled resting my hand on her leg causing her entire body to shiver slightly. “I really miss you Amber,”
“I miss you too handsome,” She said looking at me as we stopped for a red light.
“This being an adult deal sucks,”
”You don’t have to tell me! God do you remember when life was easy?”
“Like it was yesterday,” I admitted smiling as the light changed and we were on the move again taking me closer to the one place that I didn’t want to be.
All I wanted to do was tell my Dad that I was on vacation with my girl and head down to the water park with her to hang out with our friends and have fun like any normal couple.
AN HOUR LATER; WATER PARK;
Amber’s POV;
Checking my appearance for the 100th time in the mirror; I had, had to reapply my make up as it had run from the crying I had done from saying goodbye to Leland to watching the plane taking off taking him away from me again.
Satisfied that I didn’t look too much of a mess, I moved to the park entrance and moved inside the fun park. Looking around for my friends and I didn’t have to look long or hard as my eyes fell on the guys throwing themselves from the large wooden frames that were placed around the water.
Moving towards where they were and looking along the sand to see Cam sat with Shifty talking and laughing with her brother obviously they were reconnecting with one another after being apart for the years that they had been.
As I approached CT called his Uncle to join them and as he stood to his feet my eyes were drawn to his muscular build.
My heart began racing, my palms turned clammy and my knees threatened to buckle from under me. Wearing a pair of red surfing shorts that covered the majority of his legs but being topless I was drawn to his tattoos that covered the majority of his upper torso.
Struggling to pull my eyes away from his muscles; as they seemed to be drawn to his six pack, to the way his abs began to ripple as he leaned down and kissed his sister’s head as Jeff came sprinting up the sand and plonked himself down next to her; wrapping her up in his arms.
My eyes seemed to move back to Shifty as he moved down to the water; his muscles rippling in the sun, his tattoos complimenting the shape and dips of his amazing physique. The blond in his hair shining under the sun, his tongue sliding out over his lips.
It seemed to be that his body was moving in Baywatch style slow motion as he sprinted down the sand and threw himself in to the water.
Moving to Cameron and Jeff, I plonked myself down and sighed as they both turned and looked at me.
“Heavy sigh pretty lady!” Jeff said holding on to Cameron loosely.
“Heavy thoughts dude,” I smiled at him.
“Baby could you get me an ice cream?” Cam asked him rummaging in her bag for her purse.
Instantly he put his hand on her arm and looked down on to her eyes, which had her smiling brightly at him.
“My shout; Amber?” He asked instantly taking the hint that she wanted to be left alone with me.
“Sure thanks Skittles,” I smiled as my eyes turned to the water to see Shifty lifting CT above his head and bombing him in to the water.
Why was I suddenly looking at him in the way that I looked at Leland?
What was happening to me?
The sound of Jeff kissing Cam broke through my thoughts as I turned back to look at them to see him sprinting off along the long white sand.
“Ok what’s going on in that little noggin of yours?” Cam asked turning on to her side and smiling at me supportively.
“I miss him so much Cam; I miss having him around…you know sitting in at night without him there to snuggle up too…I didn’t think that him being gone would ever make me feel this lonely,”
”Awe hon! I wish there was more that I could do,”
“You do more than enough! I just can’t help thinking that this isn’t going to work…”
”Honey you guys have the kind of love that will last longer than anyone is aware of; what you guys have is strong and it is powerful…it’s the kind of love that most people spend their whole lives looking for,”
“But how can it last with all the miles that’s between us?” I asked.
I had felt a change in Leland when we left the house to drop him off at the airport, I didn’t want to admit it but knowing him as well as I did I knew that he was thinking the same things that I was thinking.
Where I had once thought that our love would be able to last the distance that had been thrust between us; now I wasn’t so sure. And that fact that I was now questioning everything that I had held so dear to me for so long, I was left with an empty void deep inside me.
“I know this won’t be what you want to hear but what will be, will be you know?” She said handing me a cigarette as she lit her own and inhaled deeply.
“I hate to say this but I think that our relationship is on its last legs!” I finally admitted out loud and somehow it didn’t make it any easier to accept or understand.
“Sweetie; whatever happens, I will be right here! I may not know what to say ‘cos lets face it I ain’t much good with words but I will always have a shoulder for you,”
”You’re better than you think…”
”I have my moments,” She smiled as the sound of CT giggling from the water filtered up the sand to where we were sat talking.
My eyes fell on Shifty and all I could think about was the fact that I was beginning to see him in a new light; there was no doubt that he was hot but his personality was amazing too and there seemed to be a strong friendship between us even though I had only known him less than a week.
My thoughts turned to Leland and all I could hope was that, the next time he came in to town things would be a little better and he wouldn’t have to rush off home early.
Maybe that was, what was wrong with me? He had been torn away from me early and I was selfish in wanting him to myself for a little longer. God I hoped that, was what was wrong with me.
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Post by Mistress Angie on Jul 31, 2008 12:08:04 GMT -6
Awwww... I feel their pain ; ;
Great update ^_^
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Post by HarleyMac on Aug 4, 2008 4:12:23 GMT -6
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Chapter 13;
LATER THAT NIGHT;
Jeff’s POV;
Amber had sunk in to a funk since Leland had left earlier today and no one could blame her. Thinking that she had him with her for a whole week only to have him snatched away it seemed to be a cruel joke.
Staring at the alarm clock on Ron’s side of the bed to see that it was 1am; I had been lying here unable to sleep since we had collapsed sweating from an exhausting and intense love making session.
Since we had talked at my house a couple days ago, I couldn’t seem to shake the fact that there was something horrible in her past.
Why couldn’t she open up to me?
Did she really think that anything that was in her past would make me see her any differently?
Over the course of the days since we had talked she seemed to be sinking further in to a funk that I couldn’t seem to get her out of. I would catch her staring in to space; lost in thoughts or memories that I had no idea of.
Watching her sleeping; she used to seem to calm when she slept like she was at peace but lately all that I could see was worry and fear masked on her beautiful features.
Grabbing my cigarettes I silently climbed out of bed and moved out of the bedroom and through the house towards the kitchen to see the light on.
Pushing the door open my eyes fell on CT standing by the sink gulping down a glass of water; sweat encased his body as he panted slightly.
“What’s wrong big man?” I asked moving to his side and feeling his head to feel his skin clammy.
“I just had a bad dream is all,” He replied smiling at me.
“You want to talk about it?”
”It was just something…no I can’t!” He said placing his glass in the sink and moving to leave the room.
“CT?”
“Yeah?” He turned back to look at me.
“If you want to talk about anything at all…I am here…”
”I can’t Jeff!” He turned to look in to the main area of the house that lay silent and still. “My Mom wouldn’t want me too,”
With that he left the kitchen; closing the door silently behind him leaving me staring at the space where he disappeared from view.
What had he meant by that?
Was it to do with the things that Ron refused to share with me?
Sighing I lit my cigarette and opened the back door; feeling the cold breeze wrapping around me tightly freezing the questions that were building inside me.
Could I really deal with this?
Deal with knowing that there was something bugging Ron; bringing her down, leaving her a shadow of her former self?
Now that I knew whatever it was; was bugging CT too, I just wanted to help. I wanted her to let me in, to trust me like I trusted her but it was more than obvious that she just didn’t.
What kind of relationship was that?
Were we ever going to last if she wouldn’t open up to me?
Inhaling deeply on my cigarette, I tried to push all the thoughts to the back of my mind, I didn’t want to admit that I didn’t think I could have a relationship with her if she wouldn’t open up to me; ‘cos she meant more to me than I had ever thought possible.
5 minutes later I had finished my smoke, I locked the house back up and moved back through the house to the bedroom where my girl lay sleeping; lost in dreams and possibly memories of her past that she wouldn’t share with me.
As I walked down the hallway I could hear her moaning, quickly getting more and more frantic. Without thought, I raced in to the room to see her thrashing around the bed; muttering No! Over and over again.
Rushing forward, I tried to get her under control but she was strong. From all the training that she had done in learning to defend herself, she had more strength in her that she gave herself credit for.
Pinning her shoulders to the mattress, I sat down on the side of the bed as I watched the sweat beading her beautiful features.
“Ron!” I whispered softly. “Ron…Ron honey; come back to me, come on baby…”
“No! No! No!” Her eyes fluttered open and landed on me. “Jeff what’s going on…?” She panted as her body finally relaxed under my hands and she stopped thrashing.
“You were having a nightmare princess,” I whispered as she sat up and flung her arms around me.
“It was just a dream?” She asked almost in relief.
“Yeah baby! It was just a dream,” I placed my hand to the back of her head and held her close to me giving her all the support and comfort that I could despite not knowing what was going on with her.
Clinging to me tightly, I could feel the shake in her body beginning to calm down until all that was left was her panting body pressed hard against my own.
“You want me to get you some water beautiful?” I asked pulling back from her and looking in to her eyes; instantly I was drowning in the calmness that shone through them.
“That would be great thank you,” She whispered softly as she run her hands through her hair and let out a low sigh.
Kissing her forehead, I moved out of the bedroom back to the kitchen where I had caught CT not long ago drinking water; panting and sweating in much the same way that his Mom was doing now.
God give me the strength to be able to deal with this!?
Cameron's POV;
The haze of the dream slowly began to lift as I realized that I was safe, that I wasn’t back there with Steven, I was free and I had the life that I had always wanted.
I had friends that I liked not the ones that my man picked out for me, I had a man who supported me more than I had thought it was normal to support someone, I had a son who had been instantly accepted by my friends and my man.
I knew that Jeff was frustrated with the fact that I wouldn’t open up about my past but I just couldn’t do it, I couldn’t bring myself to tell him all about the degrading things that Steven had put me through.
Getting up from my bed I moved to the window and cranked it open; letting a cold breeze sweep through in to the room, cooling the charge in the air that had been caused by the violent dream that I had, had.
By the time Jeff came back with my water, I had pulled my hair from my face and had sat back down on the bed; reaching for the smokes, I lit up and inhaled deeply feeling the smoke invading every inch of my body; taking over and calming me.
“You ok beautiful?” Jeff asked worry masked not only his voice but his handsome features as he sat facing me.
“Yeah I’m fine!” I smiled weakly at him as I fell back against the pillows.
Watching as he crawled back to his side of the bed and gently pulling me towards him.
Grabbing the ashtray, I moved my body so that my head was lying on his chiseled stomach; wrapping his arm across my chest he watched me closely.
“You’re sure you’re ok?”
“Yeah it was just a nightmare is all,” I looked in to his eyes for a second before turning my attention to the ashtray and swirling my cigarette around the walls, which was something I did when I was on edge.
“Well you know that I am here should you want to talk yeah?” He asked leaning his head down and kissed my forehead.
Keeping one arm draped across my chest while his other hand slowly ran through my hair; calming me and soothing me in ways that no man had ever taken the time to do before.
“I know thank you,” I smiled at him before going back to paying attention to my cigarette.
Slowly he drifted in to sleep, leaving me awake with my thoughts and memories to keep me company…
‘The house lay still and silent during the day with no evidence of the nightly battle that raged inside the confines of the walls. Dylan was happy playing with his toys as I kept the house up to Steven’s impossible demands.
The sound of his car pulling up outside the house seemed to always leave the fear sinking in to my body and now was no different. What was waiting for me on the other side of that door?
Picking Dylan up, I moved him to his bedroom quickly. I tried my hardest not to let him see what was going on with me and his Dad. Because no matter how much Steven beat me down; he loved Dylan more than life and I knew that he would never hit him.
Racing back down the stairs to the kitchen where the kettle had just turned itself off; pouring his coffee in to his mug, I placed it on the counter and lit a cigarette for him and placed it in the ashtray.
“Shayne?” He said walking in to the kitchen.
“Hey bab…”
”I need you to run me a bath…now!” He growled the warning tone in his voice.
Nodding my head, I left him to his coffee and cigarette and moved up to our bedroom and in to the en suite and began to run him a bath.
A few moments later he was walking in to the bathroom and stripping out of his cloths he slipped in to the water and lay back on the base of the tub.
“Get out!” He grunted at me.
Walking out in to the bedroom, I closed the door slightly and began to pull out a fresh set of cloths for him and moved around the room making sure that everything was in place.
My eyes landed on the photo of me and Steven taken the day that Dylan had been born and I couldn’t help wishing that things were like that again. We had been happy; I hadn’t been constantly walking on egg shells.
Maybe things with Steven and I just weren’t to be. It seemed to be that things were beyond repair between us; nothing I did seemed to be good enough. I tried with everything that I was to make sure that I did things to his standards but still I was always beaten down.
Moving out of the bedroom, I moved along the hall to Dylan’s bedroom and gently pushed the door open to see my son playing with his toys happily content unaware of the tension that always seemed to hang in the air when Steven came home.
I loved my son; I would do anything for him, die for him, step in the way if Steven ever hit him, I would take it all to ensure that he was safe and happy. I had been so scared when I had found out that I was pregnant.
The thought of having this little vessel dependent on me for absolutely everything had been the hardest thing to deal with but knowing that I had Steven had helped me get used to the idea and filled me with a certainty that I could do this.
But 2 years on and I was wondering if I had should have just told Steven that he didn’t have to have anything to do with us, because this life wasn’t what I had thought it would be.
“SHAYNE?” Steven yelled from the bedroom.
Closing the door to Dylan’s bedroom and moving to the bedroom that I shared with Steven.
“What the fuck is this?” He asked holding up the plane ticket that Seth had sent me.
“Seth…h-he asked me t-to go see him o-on the tour…”
”No!” He said firmly shaking his head.
“But I already told him that I would…”
”Then you will just have to fucking call him and tell him you made a fucking mistake won’t you?” He growled moving towards me.
“But he is expecting me and Dyl…”
”Are you arguing with me?” He asked pulling his hand up and whirling it full force to my face; causing me to fall face first in to the door frame. “I ASKED YOU A FUCKING QUESTION!”
Stumbling as I tried to regain my footing as I all but fell to the ground; trying to crawl out of the bedroom door.
Leaning down he grabbed me by the hair and began to drag me back in to the bedroom as Dylan came toddling out of his room; instantly his eyes wide as I tried not to cry out in pain from the way his Father was dragging me backwards.
“Go back to your room Dylan!” Steven growled low in his throat as our son began to cry. “NOW DYLAN!”
“DON’T YELL AT HIM!” I screamed finding my voice which only gained me a punch to the face; feeling my lip split as my nose bust and blood poured out of me.
“DON’T FUCKING TELL ME WHAT TO DO BITCH!” He roared at me slamming the door shut in Dylan’s face.
The sound of my son screaming as Steven kicked, punched and slapped me around the room. Throwing me against the chest of drawers and slamming my head down on the solid oak wood of the furniture.
I relented and didn’t fight as all I thought about was getting to Dylan to make sure that he was ok. To let him know that everything was ok.
Punch after punch drained me of all energy that I had; throwing me across the room as if I were literally a rag doll until he had enough of beating me down.
“Get the fuck out of here,” He grunted as I slumped down to the floor.
Blood seemed to stream out of me quicker than what I thought was healthy but I literally crawled out of the room to find Dylan crying outside his room.
Steven slammed the door behind me as I moved painfully towards my son. Picking him up; he just screamed a little louder as he looked at me.
Moving in to his room and in to the en suite closing and locking the door, I placed him on the toilet seat while I painfully moved to the sink and ran some water in to the sink to wash up.
“It’s ok baby,” I whispered leaning down in front of his tiny screaming body and trying everything I could to calm him before Steven lost his cool and gave me another beating for not being able to control Dylan’s crying.
Washing my face until all that was left was the already bruising flesh, I moved back to him and pulled him close to me and comforting him, with soothing words and gentle kisses to his face…’
The haze began to lift from the memory and all that was left was the dread of what was waiting for me in LA.
Deep down I knew that something wasn’t right; Randy wasn’t the type of man who gave you time off to snatch it away without something being in it for him.
Turning my head to look at Jeff; lost in sleep and dreams where everything was safe and peaceful. What I wouldn’t give to have that kind of sleep.
But since Randy told me that I had to come back to LA; I hadn’t slept all that well, I was constantly tired and worried about what he had planned.
I couldn’t explain the feeling of being closed in on, was it Steven?
Or was I being paranoid?
Closing my eyes I tried to cast my mind to something other than Steven and the feeling of him closing in on me.
Please let me be paranoid! Don’t let him have found me! But even as I thought that I knew that I was reaching!
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Post by Mistress Angie on Aug 5, 2008 10:39:17 GMT -6
Awww, poor Ron ; ; The emotions are perfect ^_^
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Post by HarleyMac on Aug 9, 2008 18:48:33 GMT -6
Forbidden;
Chapter 14;
THE FOLLOWING MORNING;
Jeff’s POV;
Waking with a start, I looked around the room to find Ron no where to be found. Wondering where she was, I slipped out of bed and pulled on my jeans, then moved out of the bedroom.
Finding her sat out on the decking at the back of the house, lost in thoughts the worry lacing her beautiful features. A mug of coffee in her hands along with a cigarette placed to her lips as she inhaled deeply.
“Where is everyone?” I asked taking a seat next to her.
“Seth wanted to take CT shopping and Amber decided that she was going with…”
”You didn’t want to go?” I asked placing my hand on her leg as she looked directly at me and smiled.
“Too much going on up here,” She pointed to her head.
“Anything you want to talk about?”
”Jeff!” She sighed heavily looking away from me.
“Come on Ron; I saw the fear in your eyes last night when you woke from that dream…it wasn’t just fear from an irrational nightmare, it was genuine fear…”
”And I’ve told you that I don’t want to talk about it,”
”Don’t or won’t?” I asked helping myself to a cigarette and lighting up; inhaling deeply feeling my frustration building again.
“Jeff don’t do…”
“Don’t what? Don’t ask to know anything about my girlfriend? Don’t ask what has been bothering her? Don’t worry about her when she wakes in the middle of the night sweating and thrashing around the bed?”
“You think it’s so easy? You think that I want to keep things from you?”
“Well I don’t know Ron…all I know is that you won’t talk to me…I know there is something in your past but for what ever reason I am being pushed aside…how do you think that makes me feel?”
“MAKES YOU FEEL!?” She screamed angrily. “THIS ISN’T ABOUT YOU…THIS ISN’T ABOUT THE THINGS THAT YOU WANT OR NEED…”
“Well what am I supposed to think when no one will tell me a damn thing!?” I spat at her feeling my own anger building towards the surface.
“GROW UP JEFF; LIFE DOESN’T ALWAYS REVOLVE AROUND YOU…”
“WOAH HOLD ON A DAMN SECOND…I HAVE NEVER ONCE SAID THAT THIS REVOLVES AROUND ME…ALL I WANT IS A LITTLE BIT OF HONESTY; SOME TRUTH, MAYBE I COULD FUCKING HELP…”
“NO ONE CAN FUCKING HELP…DON’T YOU SEE THAT THIS IS SOMETHING THAT I HAVE TO FUCKING DEAL WITH; I CAN’T RELY ON ANYONE…I HAVE NEVER HAD TO RELY ON ANYONE AND I AIN’T ABOUT TO FUCKING START NOW!” She screamed at me as she all but jumped out of her chair and began pacing around the decking inhaling on the last of her cigarette before lighting another.
“WHAT THE HELL IS IN YOUR PAST THAT MAKES YOU THINK THAT YOU HAVE TO DO EVERYTHING YOUR GOD DAMN SELF?”
“SCREAMING AT ME TO TELL YOU ISN’T GOING TO WORK JEFF; STOP ACTING LIKE A KID THROWING HIS DUMMY OUT THE FUCKING CRIB! TEMPER TANTRUMS DON’T FUCKING WORK ON ME!” She screamed heading back in to the house and leaving me out on the porch staring after her wondering where this had just come from.
Sitting still for a few moments; trying to get my anger and frustration back in to check, as the sound of her slamming doors reached me out on the decking.
Unable to get my anger in to check, I tore out of my seat and moved inside the house tearing through the rooms until I found her in her own room, pulling cloths from the closet and throwing them in to her bags.
“YOU TELL ME THAT I SHOULD STOP WITH THE TANTRUMS?”
“JUST FUCKING LEAVE IT ALONE JEFF!” She screamed angrily.
“What is so bad that you can’t tell me?” I asked sitting down on the bed and looking at her.
“You wouldn’t understand! I keep fucking telling you that I can’t…I just can’t tell you but you…you have to keep pushing me!”
“Because I care about you; I want to help, I want to make it better for you…”
“If you cared about me; then you would leave it alone! You can’t help, nothing can help; and you most certainly can’t make it fucking better,”
“How do you know that I can’t?” Reaching for her hand but she pulled her hand out of reach and gave me the coldest look I had ever seen.
The venom in her eyes wasn’t something that I had been sure she could possess but seeing how mad she was right now; it was obvious that I didn’t know everything there was to know about her.
“Because I have been dealing with this longer than you have been having wrestling matches so just leave it the fuck alone…you can’t be my savior; you can’t be the hero, so either drop it or get out!”
“Ron if you would just talk to…”
”YOU JUST DON’T GET IT! YOU OBVIOUSLY CAN’T LET THIS GO SO I WANT YOU TO LEAVE…NOW!”
“JUST TALK TO ME!?” I yelled grabbing her wrist as she went to move to the door.
Looking down to my hand on her wrist, she looked back up at me and stared at me with anger in her eyes.
“Let me go!” She said her voice firm yet angry in a way that I hadn’t thought was possible.
“Talk to me!” I pressed a little more firmly refusing to back down as I held on to her arm.
“I SAID LET ME GO!?” She screamed frantically as she tore her wrist out of my grasp and stared at me. “Get out!” Her words cold and unfeeling.
“I just want to…”
“Get…out!” She repeated herself refusing to back down as I could see that her entire body was shaking with anger.
But her eyes told a different story; she was scared.
Scared of me?
What the hell was going on?
“I said get out, now!” She repeated again as she moved away from me, making sure to keep a distance between us as I watched her.
“Ron please…”
”No! I can’t keep having this same conversation with you Jeff; you are making it too difficult!” She said. “Just leave…leave me alone! I don’t want you here!”
“But we…”
”We nothing! Just get out!” She turned and moved in to the en suite; closing and locking the door behind her.
Staring at the door for a few moments, as I realized that I had most probably just thrown away the best thing that had ever happened to me.
Sighing I got to my feet and left the house, closing the door behind me with my thoughts on the look in her eyes; what had she been scared of?
Had she really thought that I was capable of hurting her?
Looking back to the house hoping against hope that she was going to come tearing out of the house, telling me that she didn’t mean it, that she didn’t want to fight but when she didn’t appear, I moved to my car and climbed behind the wheel.
Cameron’s POV;
What the hell was wrong with me?
Why couldn’t I just have told him?
Because I don’t want his sympathy, I don’t want to see pity in his eyes and I don’t want him thinking that I need protecting.
I had put the past behind me and I wasn’t the same pathetic little girl that I had been when I left that house all those years ago.
Moving to the window and watching as he drove away; he had really gone. When I had told him to leave he had just walked out the door. Why was I feeling empty now that he had gone?
Sighing I moved back in to the room and quickly changed in to a pair of workout cloths. My pride wouldn’t allow me to call him, I couldn’t back down on this not when he had been the one pushing me.
So I moved out to the garage where I had set up a gym, strapping my wrists up, I moved to the punch bag and quickly worked up a sweat as I worked out my frustrations with punch after punch.
I didn’t even realize just how long I had been out here until CT came in to the garage and tapped me on the shoulder.
“Hey baby,” I turned and hugged him close.
“Where’s Jeff?” He asked me instantly.
“He’s gone home,” I said instantly feeling my body tensing at the thought of Jeff and what had happened between us.
“Awe but I wanted to play this new game with him,”
“Maybe another day baby,” I said kissing his head softly.
My thoughts on Jeff as I accompanied my son back inside the house where Seth and Amber were sitting in the living room talking about the music that they liked.
Was Jeff thinking about me?
Did he regret what had happened between us?
Pushing the thoughts to the back of my mind, I moved in to the kitchen and grabbing myself a bottle of water then telling my brother and friend and son that I was going to shower real quick then I suggested that we go out for something to eat.
2 HOURS LATER;
Matt’s POV;
Jeff had shown up at my house fresh from an argument that he had, had with Cam. I knew that he was frustrated; I knew that he wanted to be there for her, to support her in anyway that he possibly could.
“Come on man; just come out for something to eat with me,” I suggested trying to pull him from this funk that he seemed ready to sink in to.
“I don’t want…”
”You have to eat dude,” I said grabbing up my wallet and keys.
“You know…I just wanted to be there for her, to support her…”
”I know you do brother! I can see how in to her you are but come have something to eat with me and we will talk?” I asked moving towards the door.
“Sure,” He sighed following behind me.
By the time we had arrived at Miller’s restaurant, Jeff’s eyes landed on Amber’s jeep parked in the parking lot. Moving with a little more enthusiasm he made for the front door to the eatery.
“Jeff!” CT noticed him almost immediately and going to get up but Cam stopped him and told him to sit down; as she refused to even look at Jeff.
“Ok what the hell was said between you 2?” I asked as we were ushered to a table a little bit away from them.
Amber and Shifty both looked up and smiled at us as we walked past. Cam looked up and all but looked straight through my brother as she refused to acknowledge Jeff’s presence.
“Hey Matt,” She smiled at me causing Jeff to all but turn back round but I kept on pushing him forward.
“Hey honey,” I said.
Reaching our table, Jeff slid in to one side as I took the other and looked at the menu we had been handed. Jeff however was too busy looking over to where Cam was sat with her friend and Family.
“All right talk to me,” I said watching him closely.
“What do you want to know?” He glanced at me momentarily then went back to watching her.
“What caused the argument?”
”Last night…”
“Yes?”
”I was awake most of the night watching her sleeping; I went to get a glass of water and then when I came back she was thrashing in her bed, obviously having a nightmare but once again she refused to talk to me about it…then this morning I pressed a little too hard and it just kicked off!”
“Can’t you just let this go Jeff; I mean it is obvious that she don’t want to talk about it…”
”If you could see the fear in her eyes Matt; if you could have seen the way she was frantic in her sleep you would want to know what was going on…I just want to be there for her, to help her…”
”What exactly is there about that girl that makes you think that you need to help her?”
“I don’t know…”
”I mean come on Jeff you know that girl is as tough as any man that we know…”
“I know! I know that there is no way that she can’t look after herself but it’s just like…it feels like she is holding a part of herself back from me! It’s like I am sharing her with ghosts from her past…”
“See you just said it there…” I started but he looked at me questioningly. “They’re ghosts; it’s not like they are in the present…”
”But they are in some form or another! It’s like they are pulling a part of her away from me, she’s sinking Matt; I can see it and because she won’t tell me what is going on; I can’t help her, I can’t make it better…”
“Maybe you’re not meant to make it better dude; maybe you are just meant to be there to try and help her in the here and now…”
“But how am I meant to do that when…?”
”Jeff dude, you need to let it go! For all you know; just being a part of her life is helping her…there is no denying what that girl feels for you…”
”You have to be kidding me right? I mean you saw just now!”
“She’s mad dude; give her some time to calm down! You guys are too good together for you not to be together; what you guys share isn’t something that can just be thrown away over a little argument!”
Looking at Cam in time to see her stealing a glance at my brother, I knew in a second that I was right. What they shared wasn’t lost!
It was more than obvious that they loved one another; they just needed a little space and time to get past the things that were said.
I knew better than anyone that things said in the heat of the moment; were rarely how you really felt. I just hoped that Jeff would have the patience to leave her be until she calmed down.
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Post by Mistress Angie on Aug 10, 2008 20:26:56 GMT -6
Awww poor Jeff!! I hope Ron calms down enough to let Jeff back into her life!
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Post by HarleyMac on Aug 14, 2008 4:23:50 GMT -6
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Chapter 15;
SATURDAY; LA;
Cameron’s POV;
Having been on the same flight as Jeff had been nothing short of torture. We hadn’t talked since we had fought and there was nothing I wanted more than to have him by my side right now; I was scared and on edge but my pride wouldn’t allow me to make that call.
Randy had been overly nice to me since I had arrived; sending his limo for me, getting me coffee instead of the other way around and because of that I was left feeling more on edge than I had thought possible.
Sitting in my room, waiting for Randy’s limo to pick me up to take me to the arena where he was fighting tonight. I stared at the 4 walls of the same hotel that I had stayed in; a week ago.
My insides were crawling and fluttering around the pit of my stomach making me feel sick and nervous. The hair on the back of my neck was stood to attention and it had only ever done that when I had been with Steven.
Thoughts of my ex seemed ready to devour me whole, over the past week I had felt like I was drowning in memories of all the stuff that I had gone through to get to this point in my life and there didn’t seem to be anything that could stop them from coming.
Things I had thought I had put to rest years ago came back with a vengeance intent on controlling me to the point where I was barely functioning. Surviving on coffee and cigarettes, my entire body felt like it was ready to collapse from exhaustion because I hadn’t been sleeping much.
Whenever I closed my eyes all I could see were flashes of my life with my ex flashing as if they were some kind of home movie on constant repeat.
Throwing myself in to the en suite I sank to the floor just as the entire contents of my stomach came crashing out of me violently and painfully.
10 minutes later there was nothing else to come out of me and I stumbled to the sink where I washed my face and brushed my teeth to get rid of the sick taste that lingered at the back of my throat.
Moving back in to the main area of my suite, I picked up my phone and stared at it for a few moments before I typed a message to the one person that I was missing more than I had ever thought it was possible to miss someone.
Jeff's POV;
Sitting in the locker room with Matt and Shannon, we were talking about what we were going to do after the fight tonight. We had a couple days lay over before we could head home and we decided to maybe go for a drink after the fight tonight.
I hadn’t talked to Ron since we had, had that big fight. Matt was right, she needed time to calm down and get her head straight. I had to learn to drop this whole wanting to know about her past because if I didn’t I was going to loose her if I hadn’t already.
The sound of the Tool song that I had set as my text message tone began to play loudly. I reached in to my bag and pulled the phone out, seeing it was a text from Ron.
'I think we need to talk! C X'
The smile was on my face before I could stop it as I finally felt the fear of loosing her slip out of my body.
'I agree! R u here? J X'
“What’s got you smiling like a idiot?” Shannon asked as I stretched and got to my feet feeling pumped and ready to face absolutely anything.
“There is only one thing that could make him grin like that…” Matt started.
“Cameron!” They both chorused at the same time.
I was about to agree when my phone began to play the song again and I literally tore my phone in 2 to get it open.
‘Not yet! Just waiting 4 Randy’s car 2 pick me up! C X’
Randy was sending his car to pick her up? Why didn’t that sit right with me? Randy was never forth coming in helping her get to the arena’s. Telling her to just get a cab, why was he doing this?
Instantly my instincts were telling me that something was about to happen but I couldn’t put my finger on what it was.
‘Ok baby; b safe. J X’
Looking to Matt and Shannon they both instantly looked at me questioningly as they waited for me to talk.
“Something feels off…”
”Meaning?” Matt asked watching as I began pacing.
“Randy is sending his limo to pick her up…”
“What is he playing at? He doesn’t do that,” Shannon voiced my own thoughts as my phone began to ring again.
‘Always. Will c u when u get off stage; I will be waiting out back. I missed u, C X’
Thoughts of Randy seemed to fly straight out of my head as I read the text. She had missed me, she had really missed me. I had been so scared that I had somehow ruined the best thing that had ever happened to me but hopefully this meant that we could talk.
If it meant that I never found out what was going on with her then so be it because I couldn’t stand the thought of her not being in my life.
Quickly typing my response back and placed my phone in my pocket with thoughts of seeing her, holding her, touching her, kissing her and telling her all the things that I needed to tell her.
A COUPLE OF HOURS LATER; CAMERON;
Seth’s POV;
Ever since we had been at the water park I couldn’t seem to stop thinking about Amber; seeing her in her bikini, the way it highlighted her amazing frame, the way her curves had seemed to stand out against the line of the bathing suit.
Being here in the house alone with her was nothing short of torture; it seemed to be that she was everywhere; the intoxicating scent of her powerful perfume seemed to hang around me intent on torturing me in ways that I had never felt before.
“He’s asleep,” She said moving in to the living room from putting CT to bed.
“He’s ok though?”
My nephew had informed me that he had been having nightmares about his Dad lately; that he remembered a lot of the things that his Father had done to his Mom and it was haunting his dreams.
CT had made me promise that I wouldn’t tell Cam though; telling me that he didn’t want his Mom to live with the knowledge that he remembered a lot of what had happened.
I had nodded and agreed to keep his secret on the condition that he would come to me should he need to talk and he had nodded and agreed to my terms.
“Yeah he’s fine!” She smiled moving out to the kitchen so I got up and followed her.
“What time does this pay per view start?” I asked looking at the clock to see it was 7pm.
“In an hour,” She smiled across at me and instantly I was lost and completely disorientated.
“What do you say that I head down to the store and grab us a bottle of JD?” I asked needing a moment or two away from her intoxicating presence.
“Oh that would be great,” She smiled rummaging in her hand bag that was lying on the island of the kitchen and pulling out her purse.
“My treat Amber,” I said refusing to take the $20 that she tried to hand me.
“I can’t let you do that,” She objected trying to stuff the money in to my hand but I refused.
”Yes you can; my God you are letting me stay here…it’s the least I can do!” I said stepping away from her as she stepped a little too close and I was left painfully aware that this girl was off limits. “D-Do you want me to get some popcorn while I am out?”
“Ooohhh yes please,” She smiled. “Sweet!”
“You got it,” I said grabbing the keys to her jeep and moving through the house desperate to get fresh air in my lungs to replace the scent of her that had taken up residence in my veins and every inch of my insides.
HALF AN HOUR LATER;
Amber’s POV;
I had pulled out a bowl and 2 glasses and the bottle of cola that Cam had bought a few days ago; placing all the things in the living room on the coffee table as I flicked through the channels until I found the right one for the pay per view that was due to start in half an hour.
The sound of the front door opening reached me in the living room, I turned in time to see a harassed Shifty walking in to the room.
“What’s wrong?” I asked instantly concerned about him as I watched his body falling down in to the sofa.
Since being at the water park, I found that I was looking at him in a completely different light. I knew that I shouldn’t be, I knew that what I was feeling for him was wrong but I couldn’t seem to stop myself.
“I just got recognized in the store is all,” He sighed heavily.
We had talked a lot over the course of him being here; he had confessed that he didn’t want to be in the lime light no more, that he was scared if he slipped back in to that post he would loose himself again, loose everything that he had worked so hard for and he didn’t want that.
I had listened as he told me about the hell he had gone through to kick the drug habit that he had formed and I found that I was impressed by his fierceness to stay completely away from the whole drug scene. It wasn’t many people who could admit that they had a problem but to know that a certain lifestyle was causing him to slip time and time again, then to walk away from that when it was all that he had really known took more guts than I had seen in a long time.
It seemed that Cam got her fierceness and guts from her brother and for that I admired them both in what they had done and achieved.
“You ok?” I asked sitting down next to him and touching his arm lightly and was instantly rewarded to the feel of his muscles rippling under my touch.
“Yeah! I just…it’s not that I don’t appreciate them knowing who I am or asking for an autograph but I just want completely out of it you know?”
”I can understand that Seth! I mean you went through hell to get your life to this point and I think you have the right to want a little peace you know?”
”You know you understand far too well,” He chuckled as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder and gently pulled me close to him, kissing the top of my head in the process.
My God what the hell was he trying to do to me?
“I try my best,” I giggled nervously as we seemed to just slip in to a compatible silence that left me feeling calm and at peace.
This was what I missed most about Leland; the nights where we would curl up in front of the telly and just enjoy being in one another’s arms, to take comfort from one another, sharing everything that a couple could share.
With him gone, I had been constantly fighting with myself, fighting with the overwhelming sense of drowning that had taken over me.
And it seemed that ever since Shifty had walked in to my life it seemed that I was finding the whole thing a lot more easier to deal with.
“Well your best is more than great,” He whispered softly as his hand gently ran up and down my arm causing a ripple effect of desire to spark in my veins so violently that I was struggling to catch my breath.
“T-Thank you,” I stumbled as the sound of the bell ringing on the screen indicated that the pay per view was starting.
“Please welcome to the ring; raining from Cameron, North Carolina Shannon Moore and his partner raining from; Phoenix, Arizona Jimmy Wang Yang,” Lillian Garcia the presenter announced as the crowd went crazy as my friend and his wrestling partner made their way to the ring.
Once they were in the ring, the presenter went on to introduce John Morrison and The Miz were announced and they came down to the ring with a cocky swagger that did wonders to build my dislike for them.
“Self centered sons of bitches!” I muttered causing Shifty to let out a loud rumble of laughter. “What?”
“You don’t like them I take it?”
”Anyone who is up against my friends; I hate!” I informed him causing him to laugh a little louder as we watched the fight and chatted about other fights that we had seen and liked.
The connection I felt to this man wasn’t like anything I had ever felt with Leland; with Leland it had been instant attraction but I found with Shifty; we were building a solid friendship that left me wondering what exactly was going to happen with Leland and I.
‘And here are your winners; John Morrison and The Miz!” Lillian announced after about half an hour of them fighting.
“Fucking cocksmoking fuckheads!” I mumbled as I reached for my glass of JD and cola.
“Wow!” Shifty laughed loudly as he handed me a cigarette and lit his own. “You have such a way with words,”
“It’s from living with your sister,” I smiled at him as we watched the next uneventful fight that was taking place.
“Yeah I swear that girl could walk in to a bar and sailors would come running out!”
“You know…” I laughed. “You might be right?”
“Might be right?” He asked in disbelief. “I know I’m right,”
“All right you’re right,”
Watching as the last 2 fighters began to make their way backstage, as the diva fight was announced and these women started making their way down to the ring.
Instantly we both seemed to loose interest in the TV as the screaming started and the women’s fight was on. I was slightly taken aback to see Shifty loose all interest in the scene on the TV as whenever I watched this with Leland; he loved to watch the women’s matches.
Finally it was over; I quickly excused myself to go to the bathroom. With my thoughts on Shifty and all the things that I was feeling for him, I knew that I had to get it under some kind of control because I was with someone; I loved Leland, I had always loved him and I always would, nothing was going to change that; not even this silly little crush that I had on my best friends brother.
Moving back in to the living room in time to see Jeff exiting the ring after beating Santino who was lying in the centre of the ring on his back panting with his hands over his face.
Jeff was smiling and he seemed to be more calm than he had before they left to go to LA for the pay per view. Had he and Cam made up?
The sound of Randy Orton’s entrance music tore my thoughts away from my 2 friends. Watching as he came in to view fully dressed and walking with a cocky confidence that did little to make me like him.
As he climbed to the ring, he looked over to Lillian who handed him over the microphone quickly and began to talk about his manager and my best friend. Instantly Shifty and I were moving forward in the sofa; our attention focused on him as he literally ordered Cam out in to the arena.
”What is he doing?” Shifty asked anger rising in his voice.
Shaking my head as I watched my best friend coming in to view, looking more nervous than I had ever seen her and it wasn’t hard to see that she wanted to be anywhere but right in that ring at the moment.
My heart was hammering madly in my chest; so I couldn’t imagine how Shifty was feeling as he watched his sister moving down to the ring slowly. As Randy roared at her to hurry up that he didn’t have all night; instantly Shifty was on his feet pacing frantically.
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Post by HarleyMac on Aug 18, 2008 3:57:49 GMT -6
Forbidden;
Chapter 16;
LA;
Cameron’s POV;
I had known that something wasn’t right. I should have trusted my instincts, I shouldn’t have come back. But what choice had I had?
When Randy told you to do something you had to do it, regardless of how you felt about it. Looking at him as I made my way slowly to the ring. The sound of the crowd muttering who is the girl? Seemed to ring out in my ears as my heart thundered madly in my chest.
“HURRY THE HELL UP CAMERON! I DON’T HAVE ALL DAY!” He roared in to the microphone.
Sliding in to the ring, I stood up to my full height feeling the sickness rising in me as he moved towards me and thrust a piece of paper in to my hands.
“What does that say Cameron?” He asked prowling around the ring and watching me closely; his cold dead like eyes seemed to burn in to me causing everything inside me to turn cold and frozen.
Looking at the piece of paper to see the contract I had signed when he had offered me the job. My signature shone on the white of the paper like blood as if I had signed my life away.
“WHAT DOES IT SAY?” He roared at me again.
“It’s the contract I signed,” I replied in a whisper.
“I don’t think the crowd can hear you,” Throwing the microphone at me as he moved to the other side of the ring and demanded a microphone for himself. “Now what does it say?”
“It’s the contract that I signed,”
“So you can read?” He spat at me sarcastically. “What are the terms and conditions of this contract?”
“That I have to carry out all duties to the best of my…”
“Not that part! I think you know the part I mean,”
“I-I’m not sure I-I know…”
“Y-Yes you d-do!” He mimicked me cruelly. “READ IT!” He yelled at me causing me to jump and all but shrink away from him as the crowd booed at him loudly.
“That I am to remain away from Jeff and Matt Hardy and anyone who associates with them,”
At the mention of the Hardy boys the crowd went crazy; I could feel the flutter in the pit of my stomach as I thought about Jeff; there was no way that he could get to me; I had told him to meet me out back of the arena when his match was finished.
“Then please take a look at the screen and tell me what you have been doing!” He said pointing to the screen above the entrance behind me.
I didn’t want to turn my back on Randy but I knew that if I didn’t he would just yell at me and belittle me even more on national TV.
My eyes landed on the big screen as images of me and Jeff began to play in succession; images of us kissing, of us talking hidden in places where we had thought we were alone and pictures of me with his friends hanging out and having fun.
“Would you mind explaining what exactly is going on?” Randy asked.
The world slipped out from under me as I knew that my relationship with Jeff had been exposed and there was no one to come to my aid. I was alone on the stage with Randy; but surely he wouldn’t hurt me with so many people watching!
Slowly turning to face him my eyes landed on the one man who I had never thought I would see again; the one man I had thought I had erased from my life.
Shrinking backwards as he moved towards me, shrinking out of reach trying to find a way to get out of this predicament, as I quickly reverted back to the woman I had been all those years ago.
MEANWHILE…
Jeff’s POV;
Standing out the back of the arena; waiting for Ron I glanced at my watch to see that I had been here for about 20 minutes already and there was still no sign of her coming.
Had she changed her mind?
Had she thought better of talking?
The sound of my phone ringing tore through my thoughts, as I pulled it from my pocket and saw Amber’s name flashing waiting to be answered.
“Hey Amber; what’s going on?” I asked.
“Jeff…” She sounded frantic, almost on edge.
”Hey what’s wrong honey? What’s happened?” I asked lighting another cigarette and inhaling deeply.
”Listen to me Jeff; this is important! Do you care about Cam?”
”You know I do! What’s this about?” I asked feeling my stomach tying itself up in to knots as the feeling of dread swept through me.
“I need you to get back in the ring…”
”What? Why? I’m not scheduled too…”
”Jeff trust me! Randy has her cornered in the ring…”
Hanging up without thought I threw my cigarette away and raced back in to the arena in time to catch Shannon and Matt on the way to the entrance that led to the ramp down to the ring.
”What the hell is going on?” I asked but didn’t have time to wait for a reply as the 3 of us burst out in to the arena almost instantly the crowd was going crazy at the sight of us as we raced down to the ring.
All 3 of us baseball sliding in to the ring as Ron was being pulled in to the arms of a tall man who looked remarkably like CT.
“I missed you so much baby! I thought something awful had happened to you,” The man was saying to her as she fought with everything inside her to get out of his grip as Matt, Shannon and myself stood up to our full height.
“Ron!?” I questioned moving to her side.
Instantly her head snapped around and I could see the fear that had been masking her eyes since Randy had called her back here flashing wildly.
Was this man the reason she had been so scared?
Was this the reason that she wouldn’t open up to me?
Her eyes were pleading for help as she fought against his embrace until he was literally squeezing the life from her frame and I could see the pain it was causing her.
”You get to let go of her now!” I stated as Matt and Shannon went to work on Randy; quickly knocking him to the floor and piling on top of him keeping him away from where I was trying to figure out what the hell was going on.
“You don’t get to tell me what I do with my girlfriend!” He spat at me as Ron literally fought her way out of his clutches.
“Y-Your what?” I stumbled slightly taken aback by his admission as Ron moved to my side and slipped her hand in to mine and instantly I knew that he was talking crap but from the look that flashed in his eyes he believed every word that he was muttering.
“He’s lying!” Ron said her voice shaking with fear much like her body that was pressed against my side as she gripped so tightly to my hand that I swore she was cutting off the circulation.
“Ask her about Dylan!” He said moving forward as she held her ground next to me.
“Who is Dylan?” I asked looking at her.
”Ooohhh you changed his name too!? Tell him about our son Shayne!”
Shayne?
What the hell was going on?
With a movement quicker than the eye he tried to grab her but she ducked out of the way; letting go of my hand as she moved around me.
The sound of her heels hitting the canvas of the ring, had me more than aware that she wouldn’t be able to fight in the impossible high heels.
Moving so that I was in front of her unprepared to let him get a hold of her, as she stayed behind me, her hand on my shoulder telling me all that I needed to know.
She wanted nothing to do with this man and despite feeling more than a little confused by the course of the conversation I was determined not to let him anywhere near her.
Bringing his fist up to connect a punch on my face she pulled me away as it had been faster than I would have been able to duck.
Fighting with her had always seemed natural, like we could count on one another for absolutely anything and now seemed to be no different. Her posture turned cold and in control as she stepped in front of me as I caught my footing.
Blocking a punch that was heading straight for her face, she connected with her own mean right hook and split his lip causing him to chuckle loudly.
“You think you can beat me bitch!” He growled getting in to her face and grabbing her shoulders; getting ready to throw her across the ring.
Matt and Shannon stepped up behind him quietly having knocked Randy Orton out.
“I would really think twice about that boys; I could snap her neck in the second that it takes you to attack!” The man said without turning around.
As if Cameron sensed the threat she brought her own wrists up and over his; slamming down until his hold on her had been broken but he wasn’t out as his fist connected in retaliation on the side of her head and she fell to the ground out cold.
Fighting everything inside me to drop to my knees by her side, I looked at this tower of a man and threw myself at him in a spear movement that instantly knocked him to the ground and all air out of his lungs.
Taking the momentum, I went with it and began laying punch after punch on his face; blood seemed to splatter from his already split lip thanks to Cameron, his nose bust and a cut above his eye appeared as if from no where.
Getting up I kicked him before climbing on to the top turn buckle and executing a perfect swanton off the top causing the crowd to cheer loudly.
Satisfied that he wasn’t a threat anymore, I threw myself at Cameron as Shannon and Matt kept her guarded as they tried to wake her but she wasn’t coming round.
Bundling her in to my arms, the 3 of us slid out of the ring, Matt and Shannon taking the back to ensure that I got her out of there safely.
The feel of her dead weight in my arms, scared me; had he hit her so hard that she wouldn’t come back? Fear and blind panic caused me to move quicker until we were backstage and moving through the halls until we reached my dressing room.
“Pack up my stuff Matt; we’re getting out of here before he comes looking for her,” I said still holding her in my arms and leaning in to her ear. “Come back to me baby, Ron please I need you to come back!”
Finally Shannon and Matt had my things packed up and we were leaving the arena; sliding in to the back of the car that had been assigned to us I still held her unconscious body close to me.
”Can you take us to the hospital?” I asked the driver as my panic continued to rise.
“Yes sir,” The driver replied as Matt sat next to me while Shannon took the front passenger seat.
“She’ll be ok Jeff!” Matt said softly.
“How can you say that? You don’t know! Didn’t you see the force in which he hit her?” I asked taking my attention away from her for a mere second to look at my brother only to turn straight back to her.
“I did! But she is a fighter; she ain’t going to go out like that,” Matt said reaching for her almost dead like hand.
Holding on to her as the car rumbled through the night streets to the nearest hospital.
Pulling up outside the doors, I was out of the car before anyone could stop me; possessing more strength than I had given myself credit for.
Randy Orton was going to pay for this! If it was the last thing that I did, he would pay and I would make sure of it.
Throwing myself through the doors begging anyone for help until I had finally been heard and Cameron was placed on a stretcher and we were ushered in to a cubicle.
“What happened?” The doctor in charge asked me.
“She was hit in the head…”
“How did it happen?” He asked checking over her.
The sound of silence filled the room as I looked at her lying there; she looked like she wasn’t even there anymore.
“How did it happen sir?” He asked again snapping me back to reality.
“Uhm someone punched her on the side of the head,”
“Can you show me where?” He asked placing his stethoscope to her heart and listening intently.
“Does she have a heart beat?” I asked looking at him closely as fear continued to rise in me at an uncomfortable pace.
“Yes sir she has a heart beat! But I need to know where she was struck,”
Once I had shown him where that asshole had hit her, he informed me that it would be a good idea to get a scan done to ensure that she hadn’t broken anything and the sound of the urgency in his voice did little to calm the fear that was building in me.
An hour later and she was back in the cubicle and slowly coming round from her concussion, which the doctor had informed me was wrong with her.
She had been struck on the one spot that could knock anyone out but she would be fine; there had been no cracks or breaks in the scan.
“Mmm!” She mumbled softly as she fluttered her eyes slowly.
”Ron!” I exclaimed all but throwing myself at her and kissing her face softly. “You’re ok! You’re ok! You’re ok!”
“What happened?” She asked her eyes meeting mine slowly and I could see the fear beginning to spark. “Oh God Steven…no, no, no…please tell me I dreamt it!?”
“I’m sorry baby!” I shook my head as I watched her as closely as possible.
“Oh God I need to get home, I need to…I have to leave!” She was beginning to panic frantically as she tried to sit up but was obviously still weak from what had happened as she literally fell straight back down on to the bed.
“Miss Reid,” The doctor smiled as he came in to the room and closed the curtain behind him. “You have some very worried friends in the waiting room,”
“Excuse me?” She was beginning to become hysterical as she shook her head.
“It’s just Shannon and Matt sweetie,” I soothed trying to calm her as I ran my hand through her hair.
“You’re sure?” She asked turning and looking at me.
“Positive!”
Was this Steven guy what she had been trying to hide from me?
I listened as the doctor informed us that she would have to remain awake for the next 12 hours to ensure she didn’t slip in to concussion again. Nodding my head I agreed to ensure that I wouldn’t let her fall asleep and we were allowed to leave.
Telling the driver to take us to the nearest motel, I knew that she didn’t want to go back to the hotel and for whatever reason I would support any reason that she had for not going back there.
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Post by Mistress Angie on Aug 18, 2008 9:44:14 GMT -6
OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG
This was incredible... I'm shaking!!!!
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Post by HarleyMac on Aug 21, 2008 5:08:31 GMT -6
Forbidden;
Chapter 17;
IN MOTEL ROOM; WEST LA;
Cameron’s POV;
Fear was rising in me; panic was intent on taking over as I thought about what had happened.
Randy Orton had sold me out! That fucker had ruined everything that I had worked so hard for; he had just taken it and turned it to shit.
I would have to run again; I had to get to CT and get him the hell out of Cameron; I was going to have to leave behind all my friends, my Family and Jeff.
I could kill Randy for doing this to me; kill him with my bare hands if I had too.
My life was ruined yet again by a man and all I could think about was getting back to Cameron, getting CT and getting the hell out of dodge.
Jeff moved around the room, checking windows and the door to ensure that everything was secured and we were safe. I watched his handsome face as he let the worry crease his normally calm features.
“Jeff…” I started.
I never should have gotten involved with him; I should have stopped myself from feeling anything for him. It was because of me that he was worried and I hated the thought of causing him problems like this.
“What is it beautiful?” He asked moving to the bed where I had my knees drawn to my chest and my arms wrapped tightly around them.
“I need to…I have to get…CT he’s…I can’t stay here, I need to get back to Cameron…I need to get him out of there, I need to disappear!” I panicked as he watched me closely.
“Ron you’re going to talk to me; you’re going to tell me who that guy was and why you were so scared of him, why he called you Shayne and you are going to tell me once I have called Shifty and Amber to let them know you are ok, you got me?”
Watching his face and how serious he was, I nodded my head knowing that I had no option but to tell him now. Randy had put me in the position where I couldn’t keep it to myself now and for that I hated that son of a bitch.
CAMERON; NORTH CAROLINA;
Seth’s POV;
Having watched the scene unfolding, I had felt a sliver of relief when Jeff, Matt and Shannon came crashing out in to the arena but seeing my sister panicking and trying to back away from Steven had left me feeling more helpless than I thought possible.
Watching the way she had handled herself once she had back up I couldn’t be more proud of her but she had taken a nasty spill to the side of her head and I had felt my stomach lurch in to my bowel as she had fallen with a sickening thud.
My phone started ringing and I grabbed it quickly; checking caller ID to see Jeff’s name flashing waiting to be answered.
”Tell me she is ok?” I said answering instantly.
”She’s fine; she has a little concussion but she is fine,”
”What the hell is he playing at?” I growled angrily.
“Don’t worry about it Shifty; I am gonna make sure that it is taken care of I promise you,”
“Is she with you?” I knew that if Jeff said he would sort it; he would do just that.
“Yeah she is,”
”Can I talk to her?” I asked as I finally sat down and Amber gently placed her hand to my arm and let her head rest against my shoulder.
The sound of him talking to my sister filtered down the line then it turned quiet as Amber’s phone started ringing. Getting up she moved to pick it up and was drawn in to a conversation with the caller that I instantly recognized as Leland from the way she talked.
“Hey,” Cam’s voice rang down the line.
“Hey you! You ok?” I asked running my hands through my hair.
“Fucking Randy Orton; ball bag motherfucking twunt faced asshole!” She ranted in to my ear causing me to laugh slightly.
“Say what you mean hon,”
”Why? Seth why did he have to do that to me? What did I do wrong…? I fell for a man; so what…?” She said her voice breaking slightly.
“You didn’t do nothing wrong sweetie! You and Jeff are meant to be…”
”There is no way that we will ever know now,” She sighed heavily.
“What do you mean?”
“I can’t stay in Cameron Seth; I can’t stay where he will find me…I mean Randy knows my address; oh God what if Steven is on his way there right now?” She began panicking.
“Cam sweetie; you need to calm down; take a deep breath…”
“A deep breath? You have to be kidding me? That asshole ruined my life once; he made my life a living misery and there is no way that I can allow that to happen a second time,”
“It won’t happen again Cam…”
”You don’t know that!”
”I do honey; you didn’t have anyone on your side last time; now you have me, you have Amber, you have Jeff and his friends so please just take a deep breath and try to calm down!”
“I can’t do this a second time Seth!” She sighed heavily as if she were ready to just give in.
“Yes you can,” I said as the line turned silent and I could hear Jeff talking in the back ground. “Cam?”
”Yeah I am here sorry Seth! Jeff said to tell you that Shane and Bullet are on their way over to the house right now; they are going to stay until we can get home,”
“Ok see already you have more support than you had…”
”You’re right!” She said. “I just can’t believe this…why couldn’t I have just turned Randy’s offer down?”
”Because you are trying to support you and a 10 year old; you needed the money so please don’t go blaming yourself ok?”
“I should have known better than to trust someone like Randy; he is exactly like Steven…”
”Yes he is but you are not the same woman that you were when you were with Steven; you are stronger than that, just try to keep that in mind…”
”I don’t know if I am…”
”Cam you took your life back; you got out and you have built yourself a life that you are happy with right?”
”Of course,”
”Then let us in; let us help you and I promise you won’t be let down!”
”I’ll try!” She sighed as the sound of her lighting a cigarette filtered down the connection and causing me to grab my own cigarettes and lighting up.
“You go, get some rest and we will see you in a couple of days ok?”
”Promise me that you won’t let CT out of your sight? Don’t let him go to school, just keep him in the house…if he wants to go out make sure that someone is with him; preferably you…promise me Seth!”
“I promise honey! Just try to get some rest ok?” I said feeling my worry for her building.
I hadn’t know that she was going through what she had been with Steven the first time around, but now that I knew there was no way that I was going to let her down, I would be right by her side helping her fight this asshole.
LA;
Jeff’s POV;
Listening to the fear in her voice as she made her brother agree to keep CT safe and in sight at all times. I had never heard this woman sounding scared in the past but seeing her on the bed running her hands through her hair as she smoked on the cigarette between her lips it was obvious that she felt fear just like the rest of us.
Who was this Steven guy?
What had he done to her to make her so scared?
Finally she hung up the phone and placed it on to the mattress next to her and glanced at me before removing the cigarette from her mouth and flicking it in to the ashtray.
“You want to know about my past? Well are you ready?” She asked trying to slip her mood back in to neutral, which was what I was used to seeing on her.
“Mmhmm,” I nodded sitting down on the bed facing her and watching as she ran her hands through her hair again and sighed heavily.
I didn’t push as she seemed to slip in to silence for a few moments. I hated that she had been forced in to telling me; when she had fought so hard not to have to tell me and I could see it in her face that she was really uncomfortable about telling me and I instantly could see just how much she had been prepared to keep it all to herself.
“That man…that Randy had in the ring; his name is Steven and he is CT’s Father,” She said looking at me and I could see how nervous she was about this.
Reaching for her hand, I took it in to mine and held it close to me; hoping that she would see just how much support she would get from me.
“And CT is Dylan right?” I asked softly.
“That’s right; CT was born Dylan on the 4th March 1998,”
“Isn’t CT’s birthday 16th August?” I asked watching her closely.
”When we…when I left I had to change everything Jeff; not just our names…”
”Why did you leave?”
“Let me start at the beginning; I met Steven when I was 8 or 9; we went to the same school and I told my Mom that I was going to spend the rest of my life with him…” She laughed as she drew her knees back up to her chest and hugged them close to her. “It’s funny how things turn out!”
Reaching for the smokes she lit another one and offered me one; shaking my head no she smiled and closed the pack then inhaled deeply on her lit cigarette before she continued talking.
“We became inseparable; play dates; we were always together then when I was 13 we slept together and the first time; I fell pregnant with CT!” Flicking her cigarette in the ashtray she sighed heavily. “My Parent’s were livid; they wanted me to marry Steven and settle down but I wasn’t…I’m not…I don’t believe that you need a piece of paper to say that you love someone you know?”
“I completely understand and I completely agree with that,” I admitted realizing that this woman was more like me than I had been aware of.
“So they bought us a house; moved us in to it the minute I turned 16…Steven wasn’t…what we had shared before…it was like it was gone; he didn’t…he wasn’t who I thought he was…”
“Meaning?” I asked feeling my stomach twisting in my gut tightly; praying that she wasn’t about to tell me what I thought she was going to tell me.
“He beat me…at every given opportunity…actually beat doesn’t seem to be the right word for it…”
“He hit you?” I asked feeling my temper rising and wishing that I had hit the fucker harder than I had when he was in that ring.
“Yeah…hit me; beat me; degraded me in anyway that he saw fit…he uhm…he-he…uhm he raped-me!”
I could see her searching my eyes, watching me closely for my response and all I could feel was a pride in her; a pride that she had gotten out, that she had changed her life and her circumstances and had become this amazing woman that she was now.
”What?” I asked softly.
“You’re not looking at me like…I thought you would have…pitied me or shown some kind of sympathy but I…I-I don’t understand…”
“What is there to understand baby? I am proud of you; I am so proud of what you have done…you beat it; you got out and you got your son out; why would I pity that?”
“That’s why I didn’t…I didn’t tell you about it because I didn’t want to see that look in your eyes you know?”
“Baby you will never see pity or sympathy in my eyes; I mean yes I am mad as hell that you had to go through that; I mean it is killing me inside to know that you were subjected to something like that but the woman you are now; that is the woman I am proud of,”
Throwing herself in to my arms she held me close; refusing to let me go, I held her just as close taking comfort in the fact that she had finally opened up to me.
“So what made you leave?”
“He uhm…he raped me one night and because I wouldn’t look at him he tried to choke me to death…I knew that I had to get out then. If I stayed I was…I would probably be 6 feet under by now,”
Anger welled inside me but I fought it with everything that I had as I just pulled her back to me, holding her close and kissing her head tenderly.
“What about CT?”
“I think that he hasn’t been too scarred by it…”
”I think there is something that you need to know,” I said remembering the look in CT’s face the night before we had fallen out.
“What?” She asked pulling back from me and looking at me; her eyes burning in to me causing me to loose all sense of time and reality.
I explained what I had seen and I could see the troubled look on her face as she let what I told her sink in. Sighing she leant forward and took a few deep breaths.
“You ok?” I asked rubbing my hand over the small of her back as I moved behind her and continued to rub up and down her back.
“I can’t believe this…I thought I had left before he could be scarred by this but…”
“Hey you did what you thought was best; you made the best of a situation that you couldn’t control. Baby there isn’t nothing that you could have done different…”
“I tried calling the police, I tried to leave countless times but he always caught me…”
”What did the police say?” I asked wrapping my arms through her waist and pulling her back against me gently.
“Steven was…is a cop so they took his side; pushed what I said under the carpet to protect their own!”
”Fucking asshole!” I muttered angrily.
Holding her close; there was no way that I was going to let this asshole win; not when I had finally got her to open up to me; I wasn’t going to let her down.
“I want you to lean on me ok Ron? For anything at all; I am going to be right here by your side, no matter what ok?”
“I’m not used to…I don’t know if I can Jeff; I have done this on my own for so long that I don’t…I can’t remember how to lean on anyone for anything at all,”
“Don’t worry baby; I will teach you…I am gonna show you what a real man is; show you how a real man treats a real woman; you’re safe with me ok?”
“I know! I always have felt safe with you baby and that hasn’t changed especially after tonight,” She finally let her entire body cave back against mine.
Without even realizing it; she instilled me with more power than I thought possible to keep her safe, the determination to keep her out of harms way sparked and nothing was going to keep me from my goal or promise to keep her safe.
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I can really sense her fear and apprehension at sharing her past with Jeff ^_^
OMG woman I'm on edge here & dying to know what the hell's gonna happen!!!!!!!!!!!!