Malt Me (Liquor Cabinet Series #1)

by D. L. Gallie

  “That’s great, thanks, Doc. We will.”

  He leaves my discharge papers on the bed trolley and walks out. Leaning down, I grab my shoes and put them on and we all head out.

  When we get in the car, before we even have our belts on, Mike turns towards me. “Why to you need a follow up with Dr. Purple?”

  Laughing, I reply, “It’s Dr. Greene and it’s just a precaution, Mike. I did just fall down a set of stairs. I’m fine, really.” Reaching forward, I squeeze his shoulder in reassurance. He reaches up and squeezes my hand back.

  Jordan turns around. “Do you want to go to the police station on the way home or do it tomorrow?”

  “Police station?” Mike shakes his head confused, “What’s going on? I thought everything was fine?”

  With a sigh, I take a deep breath and again in one breath I say, “Clint escaped. I saw him at the opening today, and that’s when I tripped and fell down the stairs.”

  Mike whacks the steering wheel and shouts, “Mother-fucker!” Then he turns towards Jordan and punches him in the arm. “What the fuck, dude, why did you not tell me this?”

  Jordan rubs his arm where Mike just whacked him. “OUCH, fucker. I didn’t know. Miss I Can Handle Anything, in the back there didn’t tell anyone. She got a package this morning but didn’t want to ruin the opening.”

  “Look, guys, I’m fine. I’ll go see the officers tomorrow, get the restraining order and any other information that they have for me. We can then get back to running the brewpub, whose opening I kind of ruined today.” Then I lean back into my seat and close my eyes, I’m shattered.

  “You didn’t ruin anything and don’t think you will be going in anytime soon. You, my wifey, are on bed rest for a few days, you just took a tumble down two flights of stairs and you’re…” I raise my eye at him and scowl. “You’re, not going in.”

  “I agree with Jordan, Kenz, you need to rest up.”

  “Fine, I’ll take one day and one day only. Just take me home, Mike.”

  He looks at me in the rearview mirror and winks. “Do you know how long I’ve waited to hear you say that, Kenz? You just made my life complete.” This time Jordan punches him in the arm,

  “OUCH!”

  “Just take us home, asshat.”

  Mike turns towards Jordan and starts to bat his eyelids at Jordan. “Do you know how long I’ve wait to hear you say that, Jor? ”

  We all burst out laughing. Man I love Mike.

  Twenty minutes later, Mike drops Jordan and me off, and I climb straight into bed. I fall asleep immediately, subconsciously rubbing my belly.

  Holy fuck, we could not have planned that better if we tried. It was so hard not to laugh because the bitch is getting exactly what she deserves.

  Clint will be eager to hear how the rest of today goes. Maybe this is what we need to finish this, not sure how much longer I can keep this charade up.

  For the life of me, I don’t know what he sees her but he’s happy and I owe him. If I didn’t owe him, there is no way I would be leading this double life.

  A few hours later, while I’m hiding out at the hospital, I hear the doctor tell her she is fine and wouldn’t you know it, she’s up the duff.

  This will be interesting now.

  Me – she’s fine but guess what?

  Clint – do tell cuz

  Me – your little princess is pregnant, with twins. they released her just a few moments ago

  Clint – great work cuz

  The next morning Jordan drives me down to the station. The trip in his Jeep is eerily quiet. Reaching over, I rub his leg. “I’m sorry I didn’t say anything Jordan.”

  I see him glance across at me, it’s a mixture of sadness and anger, before returning his eyes to the road, “I’m so angry that you didn’t tell me, we don’t keep secrets, Kenz. But mostly I’m pissed that he escaped. ”

  “I know Jor, I’m so sorry. I just didn’t want to ruin our special day, guess I ended up ruining it for us anyway.” A lone tear falls down my cheek.

  “Please don’t cry baby. It’s not your fault, it’s his. The sooner he is caught, the sooner we can get on with our lives”

  “Jordan, you are the one thing that gives me strength,” I rub my tummy, “And now I have these lil’ ones looking after me as well.”

  We pull up at the station; Jordan turns towards me and grabs my hands. “Kenz, I love you more than anything, even beer.” We both laugh. “I would do anything to protect you, and now I would do absolutely anything to protect you and our munchkins.”

  Leaning over, I wrap my arms around him and give him a hug. “I love you Jordan. I promise not to keep anything from you again.”

  “I love you too, Kenz. Just keep that promise to me, and don’t do anything stupid.”

  “I promise, Jordan. Now let’s go in and get this over with.”

  We walk inside, and Jordan tells the officer at the front desk that we are here to see Officer Hamilton or Officer Kincaid. Kincaid seems like a grumpy asshole, who needs the stick up his ass removed, but Hamilton is pretty kick ass; I’d love to be friends with her.

  Of course, it’s Kincaid that comes out to meet us. He greets us and we head further into the station, he stops outside an interview room and asks us to wait inside. The room is small, cold and void of any ambiance whatsoever. The walls are grey; there is a table in the middle with a single chair on one side and two chairs on the other.

  Shivering, I had hoped I would never end up back here, but I was wrong, as usual. The door opens and both Kincaid and Hamilton come in.

  Kincaid sits down and Hamilton stands in the corner, leaning against the wall; she crosses her ankles and leans back. She looks over at me and smiles. “How are you doing today, Mackenzie?”

  “I’m doing okay, but please, call me Kenzie.”

  “Right, sorry, Kenzie.”

  Kincaid looks back at his notes. “Kenzie, you mentioned last night that you thought you were being watched, when did this start?”

  “I felt like I was being followed when we moved into our house after we renovated. I knew it wasn’t Clint as I kept in contact with the facility to make sure he was still there.”

  Officer Hamilton asks, “What else has happened?”

  “Apart from a few text messages, the sunflowers with a note left at Malt Me and at home yesterday. I hadn’t seen him in person, until yesterday.”

  Officer Kincaid asks, “What did the notes say?”

  “Umm, they all said ‘tik tok hurry up’. He used to say that to me when we were dating, as he was always in a rush to be wherever we were going.”

  “Okay Mac.. sorry, Kenzie, I think we have everything for now. We’ll keep in touch, if you feel threatened or think of anything else please let us know. In the meantime, we have issued another restraining order against him.” He hands me his card. “Please call me anytime if you have any questions or concerns.”

  “Thanks, Officers.”

  Jordan and I stand up and they escort us out.

  Not long after we get home Mike walks in, sans De-Niece. Thank God. “Hey guys, how you doing, Kenz?”

  Walking over, I give him a hug. “I’m good, Mike, sorry to scare you yesterday. Thanks for everything, I mean it.”

  “So it’s really true, Mr. Douche-Canoe-Fuckface is back? I was hoping you were pulling my leg.”

  I sheepishly look up at him and nod.

  “What the fuck are we going to do?”

  “And that there is why I didn’t say anything!” I yell, “I don’t want you two getting hurt cause of my douche canoe ex. Please just let the police handle it.”

  “Kenz, you’re my wife. There is nothing and I mean nothing that I wouldn’t do for you. Serious..” Jordan is mid-sentence when I collapse.

  He and Mike rush me back to the hospital. They quickly admit me; they think it’s just everything catching up with me. They page Dr. Greene and she recommends me staying overnight for observations. She will be back first thing tomorrow to check th
e babies and me out.

  Mike and Jordan stay with me all afternoon, the air is thick with animosity and worry. Later that evening, the nurse walks in and sternly says, “Okay boys, visiting hours are over and our patient here needs to rest up. Say your goodbyes, and you can come back tomorrow when visiting hours start again.”

  Jordan asks, “Can’t I stay, please?”

  “I’m afraid not, honey. New regulations don’t allow it, and as much as you are a sweet, doting husband, I want to keep my job. I’ll give you ten more minutes.”

  Mike leans over and kisses me on the forehead. “Rest up, Kenz, I’ll see you when you get home tomorrow.” He looks at Jordan. “I’ll wait in the lobby for you, asshat.”

  I laugh, “Thanks, Mike, I’ll see you tomorrow and thanks for everything. Again.” He nods his head at me and walks out, gently closing the door behind him.

  Jordan walks over to the bed, takes my hands, and gently squeezes them. He looks me in the eye before kissing my forehead. “I really don’t want to leave you, Kenz, but rest up, its not just you anymore. Try and get a good night’s sleep. We will deal with this tomorrow when we have a clear head. I’m so mad at you right now, but I also love you so very muchly,” He leans over and places a soft kiss on my lips, wrapping his arms around me and giving me a tight, warm-hearted cuddle. He whispers, “I love you to the moon and back.”

  He stands up to leave, as he gets to the door, he turns, smiles and blows me a kiss.

  After he closes the door, I break down and cry. The tears keep coming and they just won’t stop. The nurse walks in. “Oh honey.” She gives me a hug, which is just what I need right at this moment in time; pretty sure this is above and beyond the call of duty for a nurse.

  Finally, I stop crying and look up. I see her name badge and I say, “Thanks, Tara, that’s just what I needed, and thanks for kicking the dynamic duo out. I know they mean well, but…” Then I start to cry again.

  “Happy to help, hon. Now I can’t give you any of the good stuff due to the babies but do you want anything, or are you okay?”

  “I’m fine for now, but I’ll buzz you if I need anything.”

  “No worries. I’ll be back to check on you later.”

  I smile. “Thanks.”

  As she is walking out, she dims the lights and I lie back. Again I start rubbing my tummy, still stunned that there are two little ones in there. Quietly I whisper, “Mummy loves you guys.” I drift off to sleep.

  I wake few hours later when Tara is back doing my obs. “Sorry to wake you hon. I’m just bout finished, you go back to sleep.” I’m pretty tired so I just nod my head, and fall straight back to sleep.

  When I wake the next morning, I open my eyes, and my heart literally stops beating. Clint is standing above my hospital bed. I can’t move, I’m frozen with fear.

  Leaning down, he whispers, “Morning, Sweetcheeks.” Before I have a chance to scream, he places a cloth over my face. I struggle, but everything starts to go black, for the second time in forty-eight hours.

  My phone rings just as I’m leaving work. He tells me that Kenz collapsed and they are on their way to the hospital. I make up some excuse about being held up at work but I’ll try get there later; not gonna happen.

  There is a huge smile on my face as I text Clint

  Me – you’re precious collapsed and shes back in hospital

  Clint – thanks cuz, looks like I have the perfect opportunity now to finish this once and for all

  Me – let me know if you need anything else cuz

  I’m excited as everything is coming together perfectly, I can’t wait to see what happens from here.

  Looks like I’ll be out of here sooner rather than later.

  Can this weekend get any better? First, I hand delivered a beautiful sunflower to my girl and had the best wank outside her place. Then I managed to ruin the opening of asshats brewery, and to top it off, I then I find out that my beautiful Sweetcheeks is pregnant.

  Now sadly she is in hospital again, but this will allow me easy access to whisk her away, and we can finally live happily ever after; as a family.

  I’ve been hiding out for a few hours when finally asshat one and asshat two leave. The cute nurse, who I’ve been flirting with all afternoon, kicks them out. If I have everything understood from my chat with Tara, she will be finishing at 11:00 p.m. and there will be a shift change. So, if I bide my time till then, I can then sneak my princess out when they are all preoccupied, and we can finally all be together.

  After what feels like forever, it’s time to go get my princess and my babies. Sneaking into her room with the wheelchair I stole from some old dude’s room, I walk over to her bed and she’s stirring. She looks up at me with her beautiful green eyes, and before she can do anything I place the cloth over her face and she goes back to sleep.

  Carefully, I lift her out of bed and place her in the wheelchair. Whisking her and our babies away, to start our happily ever after together. As we enter the car park. I laugh; I so wish I could see asshats face when he realises she’s gone.

  Today is the start of the rest of my life; finally everything I have been through will be worth it.

  When the nurse tells me that I have to leave, I’m gutted. I want to be here to be here with Kenz and the munchkins. As I say goodbye to Kenz, my heart is breaking. She looks so sad, as I place a soft kiss on her lips and whisper, “I love you to the moon and back.” Then I turn and leave.

  As soon as I close the door, I hear her start to cry, it breaks my heart to leave. However, I know Kenz and she needs time to herself. I’ll give her this moment, as much as it kills me.

  Putting one foot in front of the other, I walk outside and meet up with Mike in the foyer. We both walk to his car in silence, I’m waiting for him to let loose. We get to his car and I smile when I realise he bought the Corvette, this car is sweet. Looking towards him I say, “Thanks, Mike, this is just what I needed to see. Now can I drive?”

  “I know, man, and fuck no, you’re not driving my baby. Now get in, start from the beginning and tell me what’s going on.”

  I fill Mike in on the recent events as we head back to our place.

  “Fuck,” he seethes.

  “That’s not all, dude.” Kenz is going to kill me for telling Mike this. “Ummm don’t tell Kenz I told you, but we also found out that she’s pregnant…with twins.”

  He snaps his head towards me, mouth gaping wide open in shock. He shakes his head. “Fuck me dead, said foreskin Fred. That’s fuckin’ amazing, dude. Who knew your lil’ swimmers were so awesome?”

  I laugh; I can always count on Mike to make me laugh. “You never cease to amaze me with the shit that comes out of your mouth.”

  “Dude, I amaze myself sometimes, too. Keeps life interesting.”

  Shaking my head I laugh again, “And that right there is why you are my best mate. Now drive me home, it’s been a long ass day. The quicker I get home to bed and sleep, the quicker I can get back to my girl and squids.”

  Before I know it, we are back at our place. Mike offers to hang around but I say I’m fine and tell him to go and see De-Niece. He gives me a funny look when I mention her name but I shrug it off.

  Once Mike leaves, I have a quick shower and jump into bed. Lying on my side, staring out the window I think about Kenz, the babies and Clint; God I hope we can get through this.

  Before I know it Dream On by Aerosmith is blaring through the alarm clock. Reaching over, I turn it off. I lie there staring at the ceiling thinking about everything once again. Drifting back to sleep, I’m woken up a few moments later by the sound of my phone ringing. Reaching out, I sleepily answer it, “Hello?”

  A stern male voice says, “ Is this Jordan McRoberts?”

  “Yeah, who’s this?”

  “It’s Officer Kincaid. Can you get to the hospital quickly?”

  Instantly I sit up. “Is Kenz okay? The babies?”

  “Please come to the hospital and we will tell you.”

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bsp; Gripping my phone tighter I yell, “NO, tell me now!”

  “Mrs. McRoberts is missing. It looks like she was taken during the night.”

  When I open my eyes again, everything is fuzzy. I keep blinking and eventually everything comes into focus. Looking around my heart rate increases, fear courses through my veins when I realise that I’m naked and no longer in hospital. I try to lift my hand but again, I’m tied to a bed, rope wrapped tightly around my wrists and ankles.

  Movement at the end of the bed catches my eye. I see Clint is sitting there, also naked. The anger is radiating off him; his eyes are filled with rage, shoulders tight, jaw clenched, and a scowl on his face. He moves and I flinch in terror. This only infuriates him more and my fear reaches fever pitch.

  Looking down at me, he smirks. “Good morning again, Sweetcheeks.” He stands up and tugs on the ropes to make sure my hands, and feet are tightly secured. Darting my eyes around, I want to get an idea of where I am. I start to feel sick when I notice his cock is as hard as a rock.

  He looks down at me again and he starts to laugh, it’s creepy and grates through me. Reaching down he starts to stroke his cock, looking me directly in the eye, his strokes becoming more rapid. He calmly says, “This here is for you, but not until you have safely delivered our babies.”

  Groaning, his knuckles turn white as he grips his cock tighter, stroking faster and faster. “I’ve missed seeing your pretty face up close when I come.”

  Laughing, he climbs onto the bed next to me, leans over and starts to roughly massage my breasts, violently pulling and twisting my nipples. I scream out in pain, “Please stop, please!”

  “There’s my feisty little whore, you love it when I do this.” He twists my nipple so hard, I’m sure he’s going to rip it off. Releasing my nipple, he bends down and sucks on it, biting so viciously that he punctures my skin. I feel the blood dripping down my side. My eyes well with tears, squeezing them tightly shut, I try to will the tears away.