Jessandra
reached his apartment, and stopped outside the familiar door.
She wondered for a moment, what would be said, but then decided
it would be better if she didn’t dwell on it. She
knocked quickly, perhaps hoping she wouldn’t be heard.
No answer from inside came. She decided to try her luck at
ringing him, perhaps he hadn’t heard her knocking. The
phone rung twice before the answering machine picked it up.
You’ve
reached Kevin Richardson’s house, unfortunately I'm
unavailable to take your call, I’ve flown down to Kentucky
for a week, but if it’s urgent I will be accessible by
mobile phone, or leave a message after the beep and as soon as I
get back, I’ll call you.
“Yeah
sure” Jessandra muttered to herself, he never replied to
messages unless they were of the business kind.
She hung up,
unwanting to leave a message.
“In
Kentucky hummm….” She pondered to herself “Of
course it was Brian’s birthday in a day or two, that’s
where he’ll be, I’ll get two birds with one stone, if I
fly down there” she announced happily.
~ AT THE
SAME TIME ~
“Rachel,
I beg you, please reconsider” Kevin pouted as the two of
them checked into the airport
“Nope,
I'm going” she stated strongly “and YOU are going to be
nice about it” she added shifting her short black skirt a
little to the left
“Come
on Rachel, how would this look?”
“Oh god
who cares?”
“Rachel”
“Shut
up, you’re annoying me. What the hell is wrong with
your hair anyway? You look like shit” she remarked pointing
at his slicked back hair
“What’s
wrong with it?”
“I
thought I just said, it looks like shit, now go fix it” she
ordered
Like a
trained puppy he hurriedly obeyed.
“Sheesh,
Men” she sighed
~ AT THE
SAME TIME ~
“Night
mommy, night daddy” Briar and Felicia yawned as the door was
slowly closed on their room.
“That’s
the last of them” Brian smiled as Taymar walked quietly down
the hall
“I hope
Kevin wont mind sleeping in Felicia’s room” Taymar said
nonchalantly – as if she cared
“I'm
sure he wont mind” Brian smiled wrapping his arms around
Taymar’s waist
“Well
I'm tired, I'm going to bed” she announced removing herself
from Brian’s arms.
“Tay,
can we talk?” Brian pleaded following her into their room
“What?”
she sighed walking into the ensuite
“It
seems to me like we’re drifting apart Tay, I miss you so
much, I miss what we used to be, now it seems like you don’t
even want me to touch you”
“Look
I'm tired, is that all you wanted?”
“See
Tay, this isn’t us, why are you so distant? I can’t
even remember the last time we made love”
“So
THAT’S what this is about? For god’s sakes Brian is
there never anything else on your head? Is that all you can think
about, when we getting giggy? Well perhaps you should try the one
handed solute tonight, I'm going to sleep on the fold up bed in
the twins room” Taymar announced slamming the door to the
room as she walked out.
~ AT THE
SAME TIME ~
“Hummm,
interesting” Kayteline smiled flicking through the plain
brown folder holding the information he SS agents had collected
– at least they were good for something.
“I want
to meet him” she announced throwing the folder on the glass
table in front of her
“Make
yourself useful and set a meeting tomorrow morning will you? Make
sure they don’t leave” she declared directing on of the
SS guys “And you, I want a gin and tonic with a lemon slice”
she smiled turning to another one. They both quickly
scattered catering for everything she wanted.
~ LATER THAT
NIGHT ~
Brian’s
eyes tried to focus on the TV in front of him, but he was too
busy thinking about, what seemed to him – his failing
marriage. The two were childhood sweethearts, and they’d
always enjoyed an “active” sex life, now it was as
though she couldn’t even bear the thought. She was
still as attractive to him as the day he first met her, solemnly
he wondered if she felt the same.
There was a
light knock on the door, catching Brian from surprise.
“Oh hey
Kev” Brian sighed opening the door to his cousin
“Hey
cous, something wrong? Looks like you’ve been hit by a bus”
he laughed dropping his suitcase in the door
“Where’s
the kids? And the wife?” he inquired as Brian closed the
door behind him.
“The
kids are in bed, asleep, so is Tay” Brian sighed
“Really,
you and the Mrs. Going hard at it?” Kevin chuckled
“Ha! I
wish, she’s asleep on the fold up bed in the twins room, and
we haven’t got it on for god knows how long”
“Now
cous is it a salute problem?”
“Kevin!
What is that meant to mean, everything on my body is in perfect
working order”
“Okay,
okay, just asking”
“Well
don’t ask it’s fine”
“Then
why aren’t you getting any?”
“I don’t
know” Brian heaved flopping down onto the couch
“Maybe
the two of you need a holiday, sometime away so you can mate like
Rabbits again”
“Kevin
please”
“What?
You know you used to, just making a statement, surely you find
her attractive”
“She’s
my wife, of course I do”
“Hell I
should hope so, even after all those kids that girl has a butt I’d
grab any day”
“Ahem,
that’s my wife you’re talking about”
“Anyway,
then it’s obvious, she doesn’t find you sexually
appealing anymore, perhaps she’s looking elsewhere”
“Don’t
say that! Taymar would never have an affair, and she does still
find me attractive”
“Think
what you like cousin, and I hope you’re right, but don’t
be gullible”
“What
if it is me? What can I do?”
“Ever
tried stripping? Women go crazy over that, buy her some flowers,
get yourself one of those sparkly jock straps and whisk her away
some where by the beach women love the beach and you get to see
them in hardly anything” Kevin laughed “Florida, for
instance, take her there – no kids, just you and her and an
innerspring mattress”
~ AT THE
SAME TIME ~
The late
night showing of “Justin” didn’t really hold too
much appeal to Meghan, but she was bored enough to stand it
– it was about Pimp daddy’s who want to become women.
She flicked
on her laptop, and connected.
You Have
Mail popped up on her screen
“I
wonder who” she sighed, sure it was just another one of
those annoying desperate guys that write like one line emails and
then call her 15 times a day.
MrsSnufflelaughagous_666
was the screen name – one she didn’t at all recognize.
She opened
up the mailbox and began to read the letter.
Meghan don’t
run, don’t hide, because I'm everywhere.
I see you.
I hear you.
I will
become you.
Watch your
back……….
“For
god sakes, what is with you idiots” she muttered
She hit
reply and began to type.
From:
MegsDaisy_000
Subject: Can
I help you?
Message:
Look Snufflewhateverthehell, do you have a problem? Then see
someone about it. If you were trying to scare me, you didn’t.
I suggest you just GO away, you stupid immature freak. Don’t
bother me again.
“There”
Meghan announced satisfied
As she was
about to hit “send” another mail icon popped up.
“Argh”
she sighed opening that one.
From:
MrsSnufflelaughagous_666
Subject: Don’t
hit send you wench
Message:
Stupid Meghan, silly stupid Meghan, do you think this is a joke?
That will be a deadly mistake, I'm watching you and there is
nothing you can do. I am you Meghan I know you, I hate you……….ding,
dong.
“Ding
dong?” Meghan muttered finishing the letter
Just as the
words fluttered from her mouth, her door bell rung. She
jumped up from her seat, sending it toppling backwards.
Another
email icon popped up, the message read.
The witch
will soon be dead – happy nightmares Meghan………..
Meghan
slammed down the top of the laptop and hurried to the phone,
quickly dialing the police.
~ 10 MINUTES
LATER ~
A whole
bunch of officers were looking around Meghan’s apartment
– just looking. There were two reading over the emails
and two asking her some questions in the corner.
“Do you
have any idea who could be doing this?” one inquired
“No, I
don’t think so” Meghan cried, shaking her head
erratically
“An
ex-boyfriends?”
“A
whole bunch of them, but they are all too dumb to do anything
like this”
“Anyone
that would want to scare you for some reason? Jealousy? Monetary
reasons? Anything at all?”
Meghan
thought for a moment, as far as she knew she didn’t have any
enemies, not that she could think of, the only person that had
been a little pissy with her lately was Cindy, Nick’s
girlfriend, but surely not, it couldn’t be her, after all
she never threatened her or anything, just gave her the evils
every time she saw her, but it couldn’t possibly be Cindy,
could it?
“Ah no
I don’t think so”
“Okay,
well if you think of anything call us. But for now is there
somewhere you can stay?”
“My
sisters house”
“Great,
gather something’s, we’ll call her and a squad car will
drop you off”
“Thank
you”