Chapter 12 – Promises Are So Easy To Say.....
~ 2 WEEKS LATER ~
They’d
been no more calls, no more thinking about him. Jet smiled to
herself as she sat in the scorching hot sun in Nick’s Back
yard. Her pen floated across the lined page of her small notebook
diary. Everything seemed to have picked up, everything seemed so
perfect now. His parents had finally learnt to accept her,
hostility was next to zero and Covert were busy piecing
together an album.
Dear Diary
Jet wrote softly
I guess it’s
true what people say, good things come to those who wait. I’ve
waited my whole life to find someone that would care for me, that
would love me, and that would be there for me no matter what. I
used to dream about a time I would fall asleep in his arms, and
feel completely at ease, completely safe, and I know I have that
now.
I don’t
know who to thank for this, or even how to thank them, I just
know I wouldn’t trade what I have now for anything.
“Water
fight” Nick screamed lunging a handful of water from the
pool onto Jet.
She jumped up
in fright.
“Now you
asked for it Carter” she squealed peeling off her sarong and
diving into the water.
She splashed
viciously at him, spraying water all over him and all around the
back yard.
~ AT THE SAME
TIME ~
“Mr.
McKennith you have read the rules of your parole do you at all
argue with any of them?” a suit questioned as he tapped his
pen on the stain wood table.
“No not
at all, I think they are very fair” Ryan lied, keeping his
best smile forward,
You pack
of dimwits
“So you
will obey them all”
“Down to
every last dot above the ‘I’”
“You’ve
shown over your stay in here Mr. McKennith that you truly show
remorse for what happened and we as a board believe you when you
tell us you have no bad intentions, so in that case it is our
ruling that at the end of this week, you will be allowed to leave
this prison, under supervision of a parole officer of course”
“Thank
you, thank you all so much” Ryan smiled shaking their hands
hurriedly
Kiss my
ass and hope to die asshole, once I'm outta here I'm ditching the
officer, and there wont be shit you can do about it
~ 7 DAYS LATER
~
Nick’s mouth moved down Jet’s neck devouring her as she
tried to struggle away from him.
“Nick,
that tickles” she laughed as he pinned her in the corner
“You’re
mine now” he winked
The ringing of
the phone sounded through the room.
“Come on,
Nick I have to get that” Jet giggled
“Na, let
Devin get it”
“He’s
not here remember? You great dork” jet snickered pulling
herself away form him
“Hello?”
she said as Nick began biting her neck
“Is this
the home of Devin & Jet McKennith?” a male voice
inquired
“Yeah,
who wants to know?” Jet responded, trying not to laugh as a
result of Nick
“It’s
Officer Harold Watson, I'm with the State Penitentiary out here
in Arizona, we have some news for you”
“What?”
Jet inquired hurriedly as she pushed Nick backwards
“Your
father was up for parole and released this afternoon, I can
assure you he is under strict watch and –“
“You
turned him loose?” jet questioned her lip quivering
“Why yes
ma’am but –“
“But
nothing, you let an insane murderer back out into the world, do
you know what this means?”
“I can
understand your fears ma’am but I can assure you he has
promised us that he will have nothing to do with either you or
your brother”
“He
promised you?’ Jet stuttered in disbelief “The same way
he promised my mother to love her and cherish her, the same way
he promised me he would never hurt me, that was 2 days before he
stabbed her to death, he promises mean nothing. How could you,
how could you do this?”
“Don’t
you want to see your father put his life back together?”
“No! No I
don’t, I want to see him rot in prison, because that’s
what he deserves. Just keep him away from me, please just keep
him away from me” Jet whimpered
“I
promise you, we will”
“Let’s
just hope your promise is more believable than his”
Jet slammed
down the phone a torrent of tears flowing from her eyes.
“Jet,
honey what’s wrong?” Nick inquired, essentially already
knowing the answer
“They let
him go, they let him free” Jet cried, her head falling onto
his shoulder
“God, how
could they do that? After what he done”
“I'm so
scared Nick, I know he’ll come for me, I know he will”
“Why didn’t
you tell him, the officer about him ringing you?”
“He’ll
just think I'm making it up Nick, there’s nothing I can do,
you don’t know my father, he’s not stupid, not at all,
and he will have conned everyone at that prison”
“So now
what?”
“I sit
and wait, like his prey, like he expects me to be”
“Why don’t
we get you some security or something?”
“You don’t
get it Nick, he wont strike like that, he’ll wait, watching,
and when he thinks I least expect it, he’ll come for me, I
put him away, I'm the reason he was in jail, he’ll never
forgive me for that”
“Jet
there has to be something”
“Please
Nick” she whispered wiping her eyes “Just hold me”
~ AT THE SAME
TIME ~
“And?”
another prison officer inquired his keys clanking onto his belt
as he walked into the room
“She’s
completely terrified” Harold replied, looking up in worry
“You don’t
think McKennith should go?”
“That’s
not my call”
“But if
it was?”
“I'm not
sure, that girl sounded pretty scared”
“So?”
“So I
think I would have taken that into consideration”
“You
wouldn’t have let him go?”
Harold looked
down at his desk, he had 2 kids, and he knew he would do anything
to protect them, maybe McKennith was exactly the opposite –
do anything to harm them.
“No, I
wouldn’t ever let that ass see the light of day” Harold
sighed slamming his hand onto his desk
“So he’s
your responsibility now, what you gonna do?”
“My Job
Larry, that’s all. I made a promise to that girl that I
would keep him away from her”
“And?”
“And I
intend to do that”
“You
think you can?”
“I hope I
can”
“Promises
are easy to say, harder to do”
“Don’t
you think I know that Larry? I know that so much it rips me up
inside”
“Sounds
like you may have one hell-of-a job ahead of you”
“As
always Larry, as always” Harold smiled walking out of the
office