Broken Angel

by Lee Heaven

  “Yes, she is. I spoke with the principle of her school. She is getting a list of Catholic schools in the city that are part of the same diocese that I can transfer her to. She is going to email them to me by the end of the day.”

  “How will you be paying for her school? As my understanding Mr. Peterson is currently paying for her school. Do you still plan on having him pay?”

  “Well it is his daughter so if he would like to continue paying for her, he can. If not I do have the pay I received from Mr. Jensen, so I can pay for it myself.”

  I can see Shawn scowling at the other table. I’m sure he’s thinking ‘there’s no way I’m paying for anything again.’ He’s such an asshole, even when it comes to his own kid he’s going to be an ass just to make me pay.

  “Your Honor, I would be willing to help pay for Josie’s schooling if need be.” Decker stood to address the Judge. I turned to gape at him and making a face hoping to get him to sit down and shut up. I have never asked Decker for his help nor will I ever ask him. This part of my life I need to do on my own.

  “Mr. Jensen, how long do you plan on providing support and a place from Ms. Starr and her daughter to live?” the judge addressed Decker.

  “As long as they need it, sir. I have provided each of them with a bedroom in my house. I have staff to provide care for Josie on days when there is no school and Ms. Starr has to work when she receives a job. A Ms. Margret Hemsworth, who has been part time help while I was injured, has agreed to come on full time. I also have a fleet of cars Ms. Starr can use at her disposal.”

  What when did Maggie agree to that? Where the hell was I during this conversation and why the hell did no one bother to tell me?

  “Fucking whore,” Shawn uttered.

  The judge banged his gavel on his desk. “Mr. Peterson, that outburst is not welcomed in my court room. This is your only warning, next time you will be held in contempt. Do you understand me?”

  “But your honor, she left not even twenty-four hours ago and I know for a fact that is not her outfit. He had to have spent money on her already,” Shawn said as he shot me a look that explained how much he detested me. It made me wonder how long he felt this way.

  “You’re right, Shawn, he did buy me this outfit,” I said turning toward him and resting my one hand on the table and one on my hip. “You know why because I only own leggings and T-shirts. I don’t own anything nice. You never bought me a thing. You would complain for hours if I needed new underwear. What was I suppose to do, show up to court wearing the same rags that you had me living in. I’m sure you would look good, just one more way to prove to the court that you beat me down.”

  “Bet you’ve been screwing him this whole time.” He snapped at me. “Haven’t you? Your Honor, did you see the pictures of them from this weekend?”

  Of course he would try and throw things in my face. Some things never change and Shawn always trying to put the blame on me will never change. Of course now that I’ve found a piece of me again in the last twenty-four hours I was stronger and I fired back at him.

  “Those pictures only show two friends out in the city having fun. I could do the same thing with my girlfriends. Not one picture shows either of us touching each other in any way that is inappropriate. In the fourteen years that we’ve been together, even when I was the other woman and you were at home with your wife and making sure she had your babies, I never slept with another man. I have never cheated on you.”

  “I do have to agree with Ms. Starr those pictures show nothing. I see nothing wrong with them. Besides for the papers inserting their two cents and making a bigger deal then they are, all I see are pictures of two friends enjoying the city. If there were pictures of them kissing or anything else then that would be different.” The judge fired back at Shawn.

  “You’re not getting a cent from me. You’ve got your billionaire boyfriend there. He can take care of you now. I’m done with your ass.”

  I can see Decker flinch in the seat behind me. This is what I was afraid of. This is what I warned Decker Shawn would try and do.

  Turning to stop Decker from getting up and punching him, I place my hand on his chest, whispering, “Sit, this is my fight. I need to do this without you protecting me. I need you to sit and not get yourself arrested for hitting someone who’s not worth it.”

  “Are you sure?” he whispered back to me.

  Raising an eyebrow at Decker he sat back down.

  “Your Honor, I just want what is mine and to move on. As you know Mr. Jensen is well off and has graciously offered his help until I am able to support myself and my daughter on my own. I don’t want any money from Shawn. Not even for child support. I don’t want to fight with him at all. He can take our daughter whenever he wants as long as it won’t interrupt her school schedule. He wants her every weekend he can have her. He wants to take her once a month then that’s fine with me. Whatever he wants. I don’t even mind meeting him in Jersey to pick up and drop off that way he won’t have to pay the toll. All I want is to be able to retrieve my belongings. I don’t have much.”

  “What do you have in the house?”

  I didn’t own much so I wasn’t asking for much. I just wanted what was rightfully mine. The boxes in the attic with my childhood memories, the boxes of the memories I’ve collected for Josie already, her school stuff and baby clothes I wanted to keep. The rest of my clothes and bathroom items, the few knick knacks and keepsakes I’ve collected over the years along with the curio cabinet and the bed set that was currently on the bed I wanted, I liked it and he would be left with two other sets. There were a few other things also china set, candles, pictures, holiday decorations, a few mugs, -I didn’t even want any of the dishes or pots and pans, he could have all that Decker had everything I needed. Besides that the only other things I wanted was my scrapbooking stuff and the corner cabinet that my brother gave me before he passed away from cancer. I didn’t want anything else. None of it was even mine. It was all stuff he had bought before I moved in or on his own. In the seven years we had lived together he had never let me make the house mine. It was like I was just someone living in his house.

  “So if I heard correct besides your shelf and the cabinet you’re not asking for any large items, such as a bed, table or couch?”

  “Oh wait there is one chair I would like. It’s in the kid’s playroom. It is the one piece of furniture that I brought into the house when I moved in. But all that other stuff was bought in his name to begin with. I would rather just save my money and buy my own furniture when it is time. I don’t even want a lamp. He can have all that.”

  “Ok I will mark the chair down. What would you need of your daughter’s?”

  “Just the rest of her clothes, her toys which I’m willing to leave half at his house for when he has her. I’ll need her books, stuffed animals, cd player and cds.”

  “Mr. Peterson, does all that sound good to you? Does Ms. Starr have permission to remove those items from your house?”

  I’m waiting for it. I’m waiting for him to say no. I waiting for him to say no way she can’t have anything. He’s so vindictive. He would do whatever he could to keep me down, even if that meant not having what is rightfully mine to begin with.

  “Yeah, it sounds fine. She can have all that but if she takes one thing that isn’t hers you can bet you’ll be hearing from me.” The venom in his voice could have killed a rattlesnake.

  “When can she have access to the house?” the judge asks.

  “She has all day tomorrow. I want her out for when I get home. I plan on going snowmobiling this weekend and would rather not see her before I leave. Once I leave tomorrow night she has until Sunday night to remove the rest of her items.”

  “Do you plan on taking Josie with you this weekend?” I address Shawn.

  “Yes I do, if that is ok.”

  “Yes that’s fine. I will drop Josie off at school tomorrow morning. While she is there I will begin to remove my belongings. I will leave around four a
nd return after you leave.”

  “As long as all parties agree on this matter, I will settle this. Mr. Peterson, you will be released on ROR, you are not off the hook just yet. I will keep an eye on you for the next six months. If there are no other incidents with anyone, at that time I will remove all charges from your record. Also at that time I want to see you, Ms. Starr. I want to see Mr. Jensen is still providing support for you or you have gotten a job and supporting yourself. Does August twenty-first at two sound good for everyone?”

  “Yes, your honor,” Shawn and I say in unison.

  “Good. I suggest you both behave and get along until then. Case dismissed.” With a bang of the gavel it was over.

  It was like someone took an eraser and said ‘ok let’s just erase this, it was all wrong’. As soon as that gavel hit the little block of wood it was like I had my life back. I could breathe again. Ten tons of weight just broke off my shoulders.

  Turning I looked at Decker, the tears filled my eyes and my knees began to wobble. Before I knew it Decker was at my side holding me to him, whispering in my ear, “Baby its over. You can be you again. Come let’s go home and celebrate. Josie’s waiting to go see some dancing waiters.”

  I burst out laughing at his comment. I wrap my arm around his waist and turn to walk away. As we were leaving the court room I notice a newspaper on the bench. Bending I pick it up and look at the front cover. There is a picture of me sitting on the stretcher in front of my house with my face all bloody and beaten. Shawn’s outline is in the doorway handcuffed and Decker is pacing next to me. The caption boldly read,

  Jensen’s broken angel.

  I couldn’t help but laugh as I showed Decker “This is my life now isn’t it?”

  He chuckled and then looked down at me with his killer smile and said, “Baby, it is. I will protect you from it as much as I can.”

  “Come let’s go home. I’m sure the hounds are outside waiting for a story. Can we call Jim and have him release a statement? I really don’t want to talk about it right now.”

  Decker chuckles as he tucks me into his armpit and ushers me out the door to waiting camera’s and into the car where I will begin my new life.

  ~~~

  “Maggie, Tobias, would you to like to come join us for dinner?” I asked after we got home.

  “Please come, please come,” Josie begs yanking on Tobias’s arm.

  “Sure we’ll come,” they answer in unison, laughing.

  “Maggie, come help me pick out another pair of shoes. My feet are barking madly at me and if I don’t change them you all will be carrying me home from dinner,” I laughed.

  I don’t think barking mad is a great way to explain the pain my feet are in. Not wearing heels for years and then spending one’s first day back in them towering around in five-inch heels tends to make one’s feet hurt beyond description.

  I also have another motive for getting Maggie alone for a few minutes. I needed the scoop on what Decker has been up to the last couple of days. I needed to know why no one told me Maggie was offered a full time job. I needed to know so much.

  Maggie and I head down to my room. “Thank you for everything you did today. I can never repay you.”

  “Sarah, you and Decker have become my family. You know I don’t have any. I had no brothers or sisters. My dad was killed in that embassy bombing when I was only three years old and Mom never fully recovered from losing him.”

  Hugging her outside my closet. “Maggie, we love you. And why didn’t you tell me this morning that Decker took you on full time to help with me and Josie?”

  Maggie’s cheeks turned a slight shade of pink. “Decker didn’t want me to till we knew if you were coming here or not after the hearing. Although now that it’s over I have to say I’m so glad you’re here and it’s about time you hooked up with Decker. He’s only been talking about you for months.”

  I gasp. “I had no idea.”

  I really didn’t have any idea what Decker’s feelings where till this past weekend. We had formed a great friendship and I cared deeply for him and I knew he cared for me. But I had no idea that those feelings went beyond the friendship we had.

  “Sarah sweetie, Decker is absolutely obsessed with you. He would do anything to protect you.”

  “I’m beginning to see that. I just wish someone would have told me weeks ago. Maybe I could have avoided this mess somehow.”

  “Sarah, this is the only way you ever would have walked away from Shawn. I’ve been telling you to leave him from the day I met. But you wouldn’t. Now you have. You’re here with Decker and you have Josie and I’m here to help and everything is going to be ok.”

  She was right. I never would have left Shawn if he never hit me. I would stay just because it was what I knew, it was what I thought I deserved. It was what I was beaten down to after all the years of abuse.

  “Only time will tell.”

  “I moved my stuff out of the room by Decker’s and into the staff room off of the kitchen. If you want I can move your stuff from yours and Josie’s room to my old one. Then Josie could have her own room and you and Decker can have that whole wing to yourselves.”

  “Maggie, you are becoming my best friend very quickly. Just keep telling me how to keep it real.”

  Maggie and I busted out laughing. But I really did need Maggie to keep it real for me. I had no idea what I was doing anymore. Life as my own self was not something that I knew how to live anymore and now my life was back in my own hands and my own control.

  Chapter 6

  “Here’s the last box. After we get this in there we have to head out to meet Shawn so I can get Josie,” I said wiping the sweat from my brow with my shirt as I hand Decker the last of my boxes to put in the storage unit.

  “I don’t want you going to meet him alone. If I can’t go with you make sure you take Maggie or Daniel with you. I hired Daniel for security so you shouldn’t go anywhere without him. Especially if you have Josie. You know how those cameras get. I don’t want them scaring you or her again.”

  I felt guilty taking Decker’s security from him. He needs him more than I do. But it was an argument that I was bound to lose again. We spent most of the past couple of days arguing about it, but he insisted that I take Daniel, at least for now until the hype of everything that has happened calmed down.

  “Don’t worry about the hounds,” I said as I arched my back to stretch it.

  “Does your back hurt?”

  “Yeah, moving boxes all weekend does that to you.”

  Reaching for me, Decker moves me closer. “Come here let me rub you.” He plants his hands on my shoulders and starts to knead his fingers into my skin. His firm fingers working my tense muscles as he moves his fingers slowly down my back, he rubs from my spine outwards and back. When his fingers reach my lower back he plants his lips on my neck, sucking, kissing, and licking his way around.

  I push my ass into his ever present hard cock. Grinding against him he groans. With his one hand around my throat holding me to him he reaches up and closes the tail gate on the SUV and then closes the metal door to the storage unit. Turning he walks me to where the only chair I own sits and bends me over the back of it.

  He has removed my shirt leaving me standing there in my bra. Knowing my insecurities he doesn’t try to turn me, touch my boobs or even take my bra off. Instead he just licks his way down my spine. Now on his knees behind me kissing around my lower back, he removes one of my running shoes. Dragging my yoga pants down my legs and removing it from my one leg, he kisses the back of my thighs. Running his finger under my panties and plunging one finger into my waiting wet pussy.

  Groaning I grind down onto his hand as my juices start to flow over his fingers. “Oh God, Decker!” I moan as he slips a second finger in and his thumb starts to circle my throbbing clit. Keeping the pace he adds a third finger and starts pushing harder. All while his thumb dances with my throbbing nub and his tongue along the backs of my thighs.

  “Decker,
I can’t wait any more,” I groan out between panted breaths.

  “Let it go, baby. Give it to me,” he growled as he pushed his fingers into me harder.

  I exploded, thunder rolling in my ears and fireworks in my eyes. I hear the rip of my panties and feel Decker slide into me before I came down. Gripping my waist, his fingers dig into my flesh, he slides slowly in and out bringing me back down with every thrust.

  “Oh God that’s good,” Decker grunts out through clenched teeth.

  “Faster, move faster,” I grunt back.

  Picking up the pace, Decker starts slamming into me faster, harder…sexier. Keeping one hand dug into the skin on my hip he reaches around with the other and starts circling my swollen clit.

  “Oh God…yes!”

  “That’s it, baby. Feel me. You are so wet.”

  “Decker…I…need…to…oh…God…now…” I grunt out as the thunder starts to roll and I was flying high above the clouds for the second time in less than five minutes, actually standing on tip toes almost coming off the ground.

  Decker slammed into me three more times and then he grunted out his orgasm. “Fuck!” Then he collapses on top of me, both of our breaths gasping to fill our lungs with air again.

  When I finally started to come back down and make coherent thoughts I start to giggle.

  Raising an eyebrow Decker asks, “What’s so funny?”

  “If I keep you around I’m gonna have to buy stock in some underwear company because I’m gonna be buying a lot of them.”

  “Whatever do you mean?” He smirks at me.

  “Don’t you just believe in taking my underwear off? Every time we go to have sex you get my pants off and leave my underwear on then you rip them in half to get them off of me. I’m not gonna have any left soon.”

  “What can I say? I can’t wait to have you once we start.” He grinned back at me with an innocent look on his face.