The Repairman 13
Greg just stared at Sarah as the look on her face went from being surprised and maybe a little scared as well to angry at him standing there in the dark. “What are you doing here in the dark? You scared the heck out of me Greg!!!” Greg looked at Sarah and shook his head in disgust, “Sarah I think the question is not really where you have been but who you have been with!!! What are you doing? I am good to you Sarah and give you all of this here plus anything you want you buy Sarah.” Sarah looked at Greg and was struggling to find an answer that could turn this around. “Greg you give me a lot but you do not give me love. I am your damn prize and that is all. I am just something to show off like a damn trophy at your corporate events. Other than that you pay no attention to me.” Sarah began to cry uncontrollably and her body began to shake. Greg just looked at her not quite sure what to say or to do as he was torn between his feeling of betrayal and his feeling of wanting to comfort her. He knew what she said was true and that he did not spend time with her like she needed but still he did not want to look like a fool with her out running with another man. “Sarah please do not cry. I am sorry I do not pay attention to you like you want. I promise we can do more things BUT you just need to not be doing whatever it is you are doing. I won’t have it so it needs to end now or we will be ending.” Sarah sobbed even more if it was possible and Greg placed his hand on her shoulder and then pulled her into his arms. Sarah wasn’t sure if she was crying because Greg seemed to have caught her or if she was just upset by the information she had heard from the detectives. John could not be the animal they were talking about. She felt terrible about agreeing to help them listen in his house. Greg rubbing her back felt strange to her and she knew her heart now belonged to John. She pulled away from Greg and stepped back away from his reach. “Greg, you may just be too late!!! I am not sure I even love you anymore. I just don’t know!! I am not some dusty old trophy to pull off the shelf every now and then. I have feelings and I need love, you neglected me. John isn’t…” Sarah paused as she realized she had just told Greg that it was definite that there was another man and she even gave his name up. She put her head down and ran off to the living room and then up the stairs till she reached her bedroom where she collapsed on the bed in tears. Greg wasn’t sure exactly what to do with all the feelings he was now having surround him. He was angry with her, sympathetic because he knew it was his fault, and yet still wanted to ring this guy John’s next. He did not know what to do as he had hoped she would have some story that he could believe and then just keep on with the charade. It was easier that way but know he knew he still loved her and wanted to fix things because not only was she beautiful but she was a great person as well. They had married young and been great friends all the way through their relationship until he got his big promotion. That changed everything as he was always at the office and while the money was awesome the hours were not. He wanted to go comfort her now but also knew she would not be in the listening mood. He had to get her attention and let her know he still truly loved her and wanted things to be better. He needed to figure out what to do to make her realize how deep his love was for her. He walked into the den and sat on the couch as the tears started to well up in his own eyes. He hadn’t cried in such a long time. Those tears slowly led to a soft sob. Sarah heard the noise upstairs and slowly peaked down to see her husband with his head buried in his hands sobbing. She suddenly realized that she still loved him deeply and felt sad to see him this way. She thought he just didn’t care anymore but now she knew she was wrong about Greg. He worked hard and maybe that is all it was that was going on. He worked hard and wasn’t ignoring her on purpose at all. She sat and watched him trying to decide where her heart really belonged now. She also knew she had feelings for John but where they real or just based on some fantasy that was in her own mind. He was so wonderful and …… then the conversations with the detectives came flooding back in. She at least needed to see John once more to try and sort out her feelings for him. She couldn’t decide if she should tell him what she had been asked to do or if she should just try to plant the devices in case she was wrong about him like she had been about her very own husband that she should have known so very well after all of their years together. If she could be mistaken about him then she could be mistaken about John as well but she could not begin to believe he was what the detectives tried to say that he was earlier that night. She felt conflicted but headed down the stairs and knelt in front Greg. She put her head on his lap as he wrapped his arms around her. Together they sobbed and no words were exchanged between them but a bond began to come back alive.
John was driving towards the outskirts of town and Melissa did not like the feeling that was welling up inside her stomach. She thought for the first time that maybe she really would die at his hands. She had always thought she could find a way to get out and to get home safely. Now those thoughts seemed like a silly little story that she told herself to try and stay sane during this whole insane ordeal. John was a nut and she knew it but thought she could somehow out play him and go free. She heard the noises when the other girls fought and decided she would not go down that road as it only led to even more pain then you were already facing. John would do whatever he wanted to do no matter what anyway and thus she could justify her acting the way she did to lessen the pain. He treated her very well but she never forgot that he was holding her captive either. Janet moved a little and Melissa felt for her pulse. She found it easier this time and smiled a little as this girl was stronger than she thought. She clutched Janet’s hand and bent close to hear ear. Janet if you can hear me squeeze my hand. Janet squeezed Melissa’s hand weakly. “Listen I am one of the girls in the other rooms and John is driving us to take you to a hospital. So stay still and limp. Pretend to be unconscious as we do not want him to turn around and go back there. I can’t go back there and I am sure you feel the same.” Janet squeezed Melissa’s hand even tighter before letting go to become limp again. John yelled back to Melissa, “What are you doing back there? Why is your head so close to her? You better not be playing a game or you are both never going to see another day!!! Do you understand me??” Melissa shifted and sat back up before answering John, “I was trying to listen to her breathing John. Are we almost there? She is fading away and I don’t want us to have to run from the police John. I want us to have a happy life together.” Janet could hear this now clear as day but felt so much pain that she just wanted to sleep. She wanted the pain to end and to go away but she also wanted to laugh as she listened to Melissa play the game with John perfectly. She was sort of jealous that she had not thought of it as it was certainly a better way to make it through the hell. If Melissa was right though her way had worked as well since she would be free very soon. Janet’s way was a little more painful for sure but the injuries would heal and she would be free very soon. Melissa could see John looking in the rearview mirror more often now. The bright lights from the city were beginning to fade as they where definitely heading away from town. Melissa wanted to ask where they were going but was sure that one of two things were going to be true. Either John would not tell her and he would get angry or he would tell her and she couldn’t handle the answer. Suddenly John turned the radio up and Melissa could here the words, “Take the long way home” coming from the front of speakers in the van. She shook with a growing fear as the street lights faded.
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