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“Nolan get out!”
“Do you know how hard it was for me to stand there and watch you marry him?”
What?
“Yes, I followed you here. I never stopped loving you. I never stopped watching you. I have to make sure that you’re safe,” Nolan said.
I looked at him as if he was insane, when in reality, he kind of was.
What was he doing watching me?
And I sure as hell didn’t need his protection.
“Nolan please. Dismiss me with the bull crap, okay. You can be bought just like everybody else,” I said with an attitude, and grabbed my phone, but Nolan snatched it out of my hand.
“I needed the money. The funeral and bills left behind had me in debt. And the baby. He offered the money, and I needed it. But by then, I was already in love with you Envy. I wanted to be with you,” Nolan said.
“Nolan, whether he paid you or not, I didn’t love you and eventually I would have stopped sleeping with you. What we were doing was wrong and no matter what you thought we had, all we had was sex. It was wrong and disrespectful to my sister. We both know that we’d crossed the line. And let’s not even bring up you taking the baby from me. A while ago, you would have been in danger just being this close to me, but I’m in a better place now and I believe that everything happens for a reason. Good and bad.”
“Sometimes, but other times things don’t just happen. They can be forced,” Nolan said.
What the hell did he mean by that?
“Look all I’m saying is he came to visit that day to try to convince me to give you the baby back. I’d moved and everything, so I don’t know how he found me. But he wasn’t upset. All he’d said was that he wanted to make you happy. He even offered me more money but I told him that I needed him. I needed the baby more than you thought that I did. I guess he could understand since he went into a rant about losing his own daughter. I could see that he truly loved his child and the pain from losing her was the only thing that helped him understand where I was coming from. He asked to see him. He went to look in on the baby while he took a nap and then he left. All I’m saying is the baby never woke up after that. I went in only a few minutes later to wake him up to feed him, and he was gone. The reports said SIDS but something just didn’t seem right to me. Had Silas not noticed that he wasn’t breathing when he’d gone in to see him? Or was I supposed to believe that my son took his last breath only minutes after? But hey, what do I know,” Nolan said.
What?
Was he trying to say that Silas killed the baby?
And so Silas knew where Nolan was all along and had actually gone to see the baby the day of his death?
No, he would have told me.
Silas did mention that he’d spoken to Nolan; but he hadn’t said anything about seeing him.
No, Silas wouldn’t have done anything to harm the baby.
It just had to be a coincidence.
“Nolan, what are you trying to say?”
“I’m not saying anything. I just found it odd, that’s all. After all, how well can you truly know a person or know what their capable of? The baby was just fine before he came. But he’s gone now, so enough about that. I’m here for you. I would have never left you Envy. I shouldn’t have taken the money.”
“Nolan, get out okay. You’re still not hearing me. There was nothing there. Nothing but sex. I love Silas. The whole time, I loved Silas. Please just leave,” I said and reached for my phone again, but he moved his hand.
Nolan came closer to me.
“I came here for you and I’m not leaving here without you,” Nolan said.
“I’m married to Silas and even if I wasn’t, you could never have any other part of me again,” I said and tried to grab my phone again.
“You wanna bet,” Nolan said, as he pushed me down on the bed and started to pull at my swim suit and cover up.
“Move! Nolan! Get the hell off of me!” I yelled and swatted at him but he placed all of his weight on me.
At the sound of him ripping the bottom half of my swim suit off, I fought even harder.
Nolan choked me as he freed himself, all the while taking blow after blow to the chest and face.
But no matter what I did, he didn’t stop.
He just didn’t stop.
No, this could not be happening!
Silas I need your help!
He’d begged me to stay a little while longer on the beach but I was so tired from giving him the business all night that I just wanted to come back into the room and relax.
“I can’t breathe. Get off of me, I can’t breathe!” I managed to get out as I gasped for air and then I felt it.
I felt Nolan’s dick inside of me.
He entered me forcefully, and just sat there for a second to taunt me.
He continued to choke me as he started to stroke.
Somebody, anybody, please help me!
But no one came.
No one came to help me.
Where was my husband when I needed him the most?
He promised to protect me.
He promised to keep me safe.
But where was he now?
He wasn’t there to save me the one time I needed him more than ever.
Feeling like I was about to pass out, finally, I stopped fighting Nolan and just laid there.
The more Nolan pumped away inside of me, the more I wanted to just roll over and die.
It seemed as though with each pump, I lost a piece of who I used to be.
He was raping me.
He was really raping me.
My mind didn’t want to accept it, but my body forced my brain to believe it, because it was true.
I’d had close encounters before, but no one had ever succeeded.
No one but Nolan.
How could he?
Why would he?
Little did he know, he’d might as well have considered himself dead.
He was a dead man.
And I was going to make sure of that.
Maybe Silas being who he was wasn’t so bad after all.
It seemed like forever, but finally he released himself inside of me.
He completely let go of my throat and stood to his feet.
“Now get your shit, and let’s go. Like I said, I’m not leaving here without you,” Nolan said.
I didn’t look at him.
I didn’t do anything.
I didn’t cry.
I didn’t move.
And it seemed as though I barely even breathed.
I just laid there.
I just couldn’t believe what had just happened to me.
He wouldn’t get away with this.
He wouldn’t get away with what he’d done to me.
Becoming impatient, Nolan started to pull at my legs.
“Okay! Get the hell off of me!” I said finally and kicked at him so that he would stop pulling me.
“Let’s go Envy…now,” he said and pulled out a gun.
Immediately seeing the gun, I thought about the shooting at Josephine’s wedding.
I don’t know why, but it was as though something deep inside my heart told me that just maybe…
He did say that he had been following me.
I just had to ask.
Something just told me to ask.
“Were you responsible for the shooting at Josephine’s wedding?” I asked Nolan.
“Well since you asked, yes. I thought that it was your wedding. I was trying to stop your wedding. I’d seen you and Josephine at the wedding shops a few times, and when I followed you to the ceremony site and saw that it was decorated, I assumed that it was your wedding. I knew that your sister was already married, so that only left you. Silas didn’t deserve you. I deserved you. It was a sudden decision, but I had to do something. So, I made a few calls, offered a few dollars, since Silas had paid me more than enough, to a few young thugs. They were only supposed to shoot the place up before the ceremony actually started. I figu
red it would ruin the day and maybe you would see it as a sign. But they were late to the job. Nobody was supposed to get hurt. I just wanted them to stop the wedding. I just wanted to stop the show. I watched it on the news and found out that I’d made a mistake. I saw your sister crying about what had happened to her husband on the news and I knew then that I’d been wrong. So, I still drove by you house and followed you when I could. The day that you guys decided to take this long drive here, I had just pulled up to sit for a while, and then I saw y’all come out. I followed you to the store to get gas. You looked right in my direction while you went in the store, but you didn’t see me. When I saw you come out with bags full of snacks, I knew that something was up so I got out and hurriedly pumped what I could in gas so that I could be ready to take off behind you guys. I followed y’all all the way here. I thought it was just a vacation. Hell, I needed one of those for myself. I checked in right behind after y’all, and told them that I wanted to be on the same floor as my brother and sister-in-law, who had just gotten a room right before me. I gave your names, and though I’m sure they weren’t supposed to, that placed me right next door. I was only supposed to sleep for a few hours and figured that y’all would be trying to sleep too considering the long drive. Once I woke up later on in the evening and as I took a stroll on the beach, imagine my surprise to see you and Silas under a gazebo, with a man holding a bible. At the sight of the kiss, I knew that I was too late and it was already done. You were already married. But it’s not over yet. It’s not over until I say it’s over. Let’s go,” Nolan threw me a pair of shorts that were sitting on the table and I stood up to put them on.
He was behind the shooting?
He could have killed me!
He could have killed all of us, including my daughter.
And he had followed us for hours on our road trip and I do mean hours, just to see what we were up to and where we were going?
Now, it doesn’t get any crazier than that!
The anger that was stirring up inside of me, told me that I was about to do something stupid and downright reckless.
And reckless and stupid was exactly what it was.
Before Nolan had time to see it coming, I punched him as hard as I could, followed it with a powerful shove and focused on the gun as it fell to the floor.
I raced to it, picked it up, and before Nolan could even react, pulled the trigger, twice, and just like that…
Nolan was gone.
Dead.
Instead of a feeling of relief or triumph, tell me why I felt just a tad bit of remorse.
What have I done?
Sure after what he’d just done to me I wanted him dead, but my plan had been to get Silas to do it.
Not me.
It was only seconds after I’d shot him, in came Silas and Horizon.
Silas stared at Nolan’s body, and then at me.
“Mommy, why is Nolan on the floor? Nolan get up and where is the baby? I want to see him.” Horizon said.
Of course we hadn’t exactly told her about the baby passing away.
Tia getting killed right in front of her was more than a child her age was supposed to witness, so we’d just told her that the baby was with Nolan.
Of course Nolan didn’t answer her and neither did I.
I looked at Silas, as he now looked at me.
I’d tried to explain but I couldn’t.
I just couldn’t say anything.
A knock came at the door no sooner than Silas had entered and he ordered me to take Horizon into the bathroom.
After chatting for what seemed like forever, and after answering all one million of Horizon’s questions, with lies of course, Silas came into the bathroom and ordered for us to come out.
Heading over to the bed, Nolan’s body, the gun, the bedsheets and my ripped bikini bottoms were all gone.
Silas turned the TV on for Horizon and we headed to the balcony to talk.
“Did he touch you?”
I nodded my head.
I still hadn’t shown any kind of emotion, partly because I didn’t know what to feel.
It was as though my mind still couldn’t believe the last hour of my life.
Being that I’d had sex more times than ten women combined, and even had some nasty, disrespectful, degrading things done to me sexually, I’d never had anyone to successfully just take what was mine and not in the least bit theirs.
It was a feeling that I couldn’t quite describe.
How could he do that to me?
And though I was protecting myself, and acted out of anger and rage, I still felt somewhat bad for what I’d done.
But he deserved it.
He freakin’ deserved it!
Silas didn’t even try to hide the fact that he was upset, as he motioned for me to enter his arms and for me to lay my head on his chest.
It wasn’t until I’d heard the sound of his heartbeat that I’d started to whimper.
It all had happened so fast.
What the hell was Nolan thinking?
Why couldn’t he have just left me alone like he’d been paid to do?
I was so furious!
Look what he made me do!
It was definitely self-defense, or temporary insanity, and I had the DNA to prove what had happened to me, so I wasn’t exactly concerned with any legal issues, not all that much anyway.
But it still didn’t change the fact of what he’d done or that I’d actually had to be the one to pull the trigger.
“Don’t worry. Everything is going to be okay. I took care of everything,” Silas said and I was sure that he had.
Finally allowing my emotions to run wild, Silas held me close. He held me tighter than he ever had before.
After a while, Silas cleared his throat and then he said something else.
“Oh, and by the way, he was still breathing. He wasn’t dead. You didn’t kill him. But he will wish that you had once I get through with him,” Silas said.
Uh oh.
***
We were back in Charlotte and I was still in a funk.
This was supposed to be the happiest time of my life and all I could think about was what had happened with Nolan.
I thought about it all day and all night, and I just couldn’t seem to shake it off.
Silas assured me that everything would be just fine and that I would never have to worry about Nolan again, but not even his reassurance could take away whatever it was that I was feeling inside.
I’d told Silas detail by detail what happened.
He was so angry.
Hell you would have thought that it had all happened to him.
I told him everything that Nolan had said to me; including the wedding shooting and the comments he’d made in reference to the baby’s death.
Of course Silas said that he would have never harmed the baby and denied seeing the baby the day that he’d died.
He said that Nolan was lying.
But Nolan hadn’t sounded like he was lying to me, but it was a possibility.
And I should have kept the part about Nolan being responsible for what had happened to Grant to myself. It had Silas wanting to kill Nolan’s whole family.
But he promised that I would never have to see or hear from Nolan again.
I knew that I wouldn’t, but what was I supposed to do with the memories?
I swear, after all of this, I was going to need some help. I’m talking therapy, medication, the whole nine yards.
I didn’t sign up for all of this.
It seemed as though I was paying for my mistakes, over and over again.
I felt as though the weight of the world was on my shoulders.
But I couldn’t blame anyone but myself for the way that my life had turned out.
If I hadn’t gone up to the thirteenth floor, a lot of what had happened in my life over the last year or two wouldn’t have. I mean a lot of things that had either happened or were happening in my life, would be non-existent.
I wouldn’t have had to settle as a maid.
I would have never met Carmen.
I wouldn’t have gotten fired for turning down the position on the thirteenth floor, which led to Tia sleeping with Nolan, getting pregnant, and getting killed by his wife.
It was because of me that my life was so screwed up.
I was broke before, but you know what, then, my life was ten times better than this.
My only problem then was paying my bills.
It seemed like such a small problem now, because now, bills were the least of my worries.
Now, I had to worry about stalkers, crazy ex-wives, avoiding jail time, and that was just half of my problems.
I guess the saying was true that you should be careful what you wish for…because you just might get it.
And it may not be what you hoped that it would be.
Pulling up at our home, immediately I spotted her car.
Carmen.
I was not in the mood for this today!
Silas damn near jumped out of the car before coming to a complete stop.
She was headed up the driveway and I could tell that she was up to no good.
After what I had just gone through, I was not going to deal with her and her stupid ass.
And if Silas couldn’t understand that, well, he could hit the road and run right on back to her.
I was sure that she would take him back with opened arms.
I took my time getting out behind him.
I didn’t even really care what it was that they were talking about.
I was his wife now, so what was understood, no longer had to be explained.
He was mine.
All mine.
Whether she liked it or not.
As I approached, Silas looked at her as though he was forcing her to speak to me or something.
“Oh, I’m shaking in my boots. Didn’t know you had it in you, killer. Well, almost a killer. Hello Envy,” Carmen said sarcastically, with a laugh as I walked towards the front door.
She was going to make me go in her mouth and this time, nothing but the Man above would be able to get me off of her.
“Bitch, don’t get smacked.”