Loving Heart (The Broken Heart Series Book 3) (21 page)

“But I did. I
did
get away with murder.” He smiled graciously. He pulled me towards him and whispered. “I’m going to kill you Michael. I’m going to kill you, Jenesis and your son when I get out of prison. You’ll never be rid of me…
never
.”  I swallowed hard and I knew I had to do something and do it quick.

“Good bye Nick.” I grabbed him by the shirt tight, reached for the gun near the pavement that I knocked out of his hand. I placed him in a choke hold and started to choke him out.  I clenched my fist around the gun and swung from Jupiter and hit him with full force on the side of his head. “Lights out, motherfucker!” He tried to struggle, but after I hit him he went down fast. I knew he would wake up eventually. I had to move fast. I wiped the gun with my handkerchief from my back pocket and placed the gun in his hand. I looked down at Max then up at Nick.  The blood on the concrete started to thicken and Max was turning blue. I needed to get the fuck out of there fast.

I got in the car and drove to the front of the lobby and saw Jenesis. I got out running to her side. She was sweating profusely; her black hair was matted against her forehead. She was pale.  I lifted her in my arms and ran like a maniac to the car as her legs dangled in the air. I placed her in the front seat. She moaned grabbing on to her stomach.

“It hurts Michael!” she yelled.

“Hold on baby, Hold on!” I was in overdrive. There was no way she was going to lose this baby.

“I feel like I have to push! Oh God! Please, please help me! My baby, my baby!” She screamed.

“He’s fine. Don’t push Jenesis. Don’t push. Hold it. I promise I won’t let anything happen to the baby. Hold on, Jenesis. Hold my hand. Squeeze it every time you feel like pushing.” I grabbed her hand gently and held onto the wheel. She cried silently. I held my breath. If she lost this baby, we would never have another one. I prayed for the first time in a long time. I prayed to God, Jesus, Mary and Joseph. I prayed as I looked into the sky and saw the tiniest star blinking lightly. If that was a sign, then I prayed for God to take my life instead of the baby’s. Death was better than watching my baby die.

She stared at me, the sweat dripping down the sides of her forehead. She closed her eyes and lost consciousness. She flinched. Then I saw it. The blood seeping through her pajama pants and making its way down the leather seat.

I found the nearest hospital and took Jenesis in. I left the car in the front, engine running, screaming for help as I lifted her out of the car. They ran as fast as they could and placed her on a stretcher. She disappeared into a room and I was pushed out of the way and told to wait outside.

My hands were bloody. Stained with the blood of my child. The blood of my son. I couldn’t breathe. I walked outside through the emergency room doors and punched the concrete pillar on the side of the building. I felt all of my knuckles crack, the blood gushing out of the skin that split in half. The pain felt good and I needed to hurt because my heart couldn’t take it.

“Sir, are you okay?” a woman in a dark blue hospital uniform asked.

“Please, just leave me alone.” I whispered.

A few minutes later, a nurse and the hospital security escorted me back into the ER. The nurse closed the wound and bandaged my hand.

“How do you feel?”

“I’m okay.”

“Are you with the young lady that came in?”

“Yes.”

“Would you like me to pray with you?”

“Y…Yes.” I lowered my head in shame and began to bawl. My God. My heart never hurt me this bad. The nurse held both of my hands and started to pray. I listened and chimed in when I remembered the prayer. “Thy kingdom come,” I could feel God’s presence.
I swear, I thought I did.
It was a long wait and even longer night in the emergency room. I fell asleep having nightmares about Nick and Dave. Nick my psycho brother and Dave my serial killer father. No one deserved this much pain.
NO ONE
.

                                 
 
Chapter 19    Jenesis

“Michael?” I whispered.

“Jenesis? What? What is it?” he jumped up from the bed grabbing me by the arm.

“Can you bring Samuel to me, he’s crying.” I smiled.

“Of course baby.” He said.

“Come here little boy.” He smiled and kissed Samuel’s little nose. He grabbed him and placed him in my arms. He gave him a soft kiss on his forehead.

“You’re such a good little boy. Time to eat.” Michael chuckled. “Your one lucky little boy.” He glanced over at me and smiled.

“You’re fresh.” I whispered.

“I’d like to be.” He winked at me.

“Good morning, you’ve guys been here long enough. It’s time to take your beautiful baby home. I’ve never seen such big, beautiful blue-grey eyes before.” The doctor said. “I’ll get the discharge papers ready. So long, Samuel.” She waved then exited the room. Michael and I just stared at one another, then looked at Samuel.

After three months, we were finally able to take Samuel home. He was born prematurely. Born at 3 pounds 2 ounces. His beautiful blue-grey eyes opened up and he smiled at me, pursing his lips, looking for my breast.

“Are you hungry? There, here you go, my sweet angel.” I gave him my breast and he placed his tiny lips on my nipple. It was so sore already but breast milk was the healthiest and the best for Samuel.

“Hey, how’s my boy?” Michael asked.

“He’s fine. Hungry. Did my dad call?” I asked as I wiped Samuel’s lips.

“Yeah, Kate is bringing over the baby. Joe is at the hospital working. I said I would pick up Kate.” Kate had her baby a month early. She said she was so huge the baby just needed to come out.

“Thanks.” I whispered as Samuel’s little eyes closed as he suckled on my breast. I could tell he was falling asleep.

“Annmarie is also coming with her husband. Their staying over until tomorrow, then they’ll meet us at the church.”

“Did you get the papers?” I asked.

“Yeah, everything is done.” he leaned over and kissed my forehead.

“Oh, what about Samuel’s outfit?” I giggled.

“Jesus! I forgot. I’ll see you in a little while.” He kissed the top of my head and headed out the door. I placed Samuel in the bassinet and turned on the monitor. A few minutes later my cell phone rang. I looked at it cautiously. I was nervous being alone in the house, but I knew I was safe. We had the state of the art technology to keep the most brilliant criminals out of our house.

“Hello?”

“Jenesis, hi, it’s me Annmarie.”

“Oh hey, the spare room is waiting for you.”

“We’re in the driveway. I just didn’t want to ring the doorbell and wake Sammy up.”

“Oh, I’ll be right down.” I hung up the phone then propped a pillow and blanket behind Samuel. I went downstairs and opened the door. Annmarie and her husband, Richard were unpacking the car. They looked like they were staying a year. I loved living in Pennsylvania, the fresh air, the peace and calmness that surrounded us was exactly what we needed.

“Jesus! You live in the sticks! This is out in the boonies!” she shouted. I gave her a great big hug and he gave me a smile. The luggage was weighing him down. His knuckles were turning white as he gripped and drag them up the driveway.

“The sticks?” I laughed. “I’ve missed you.” I said as I hugged her again tightly.

“I’ve missed you, too.” she held me tightly.  We walked upstairs to Samuel’s room as Richard placed the luggage in the spare room downstairs.

“Oh my God…he’s absolutely beautiful. How was the pregnancy?”

“It was difficult, but Kate and Joe flew in. They saved our lives. He was so tiny when he was born. A little over 3 pounds. But look at him now.” I stared at Samuel lovingly.

“Oh Jenesis, I’m so happy for you and Michael. I knew you and Michael were made for each other. Did you do a paternity test?”

“I didn’t have to; he has Michael’s eyes. I know he’s his.”

“You should still have one done.”

“Annmarie, please don’t spoil the visit.” She nodded her head.

Everyone arrived at the house and the feeling of belonging, being loved and giving love back was truly overwhelming. We ate, talked, laughed and passed Samuel around like he was a football. He laughed and smiled and his beautiful eyes lit up the room. He had huge slanted blue-grey eyes, straight black hair with one curl that fell on the top of his forehead. His chubby cheeks were pink and his chubby thighs made him look like a butterball turkey. He was Michael’s twin; his trademark was his beautiful heart-shaped lips. I loved him so much. I couldn’t believe he was in my arms.

“Hey, we should all hit the sack. We have a big day tomorrow.” Michael said.

“I want to hold Samuel forever.” Joe said smiling.

“He has to get some sleep, Joe. But you could hold him again all day long tomorrow.” Michael said.

“Come and put your daughter to sleep.” Kate said laughing.

“I’ll put them both to sleep. Come on Jenesis, come help me.”

“I’ll be right there” Everyone scattered about and went into their rooms preparing for the big day ahead. I started to clean up when Kate walked over to me.” She handed me a white envelope.

“Here,” she said.

“What’s this?”

“Your unconditional love,” She grabbed my hand tightly.

I grabbed the envelope and walked out onto the patio. My heart began to race as I tore open the envelope. I gasped for air and let out a yelp as I read the letter. I held on to the paper tightly, keeled over and cried and cried. I cried for at least five minutes straight. I took a deep breath, wiped my face with a paper towel and grabbed the paper and envelope and shoved it in my back pocket.

“Jenesis, come on, they’re both crying now! I need your help!” Joe shouted desperately.

“I’m coming!” I yelled.

I ran upstairs and helped Joe put the babies to sleep. I was exhausted and I needed to nap. I fell asleep in the rocking chair and Joe fell slept on the floor.

We both woke up to the cries of the babies. Samuel was wailing and Katie was whimpering. Kate and Michael had them in their arms already. I was relieved. I had to jump in the shower and get ready.

“Jenesis, come on! What’s taking you so long in there?” Annmarie shouted.

“I’m coming. Annmarie. I have to ask you something. Please, I need to know.” I barked.

“What is it? What happened?” she was nervous.

“I know Michael was seeing you as his psychiatrist. I know it’s confidential, but I need to know.”

“Why are you doing this, Jen?” she whispered.

“Please…did Michael kill anyone? Did he know about Vivian? Did he? Did he really want to kill me?” I pleaded.

“I’m not supposed to tell. It’s confidential.”

“If you tell me the truth. I will leave him. I can’t raise Samuel with a murderer. I need to know. It will always be haunting me. Please…Please Annmarie.”

“Okay, but never ask me again. No, he didn’t kill anyone. No, he didn’t know about Vivian. No, he never wanted to kill you. Michael confessed only one thing. That he loved you more than he loved himself and that if he didn’t get you back, he would have no reason to live.” Her tears skimmed down her cheeks. She seemed hurt.

“Thank you. I feel the same way. I always have.”    

The doors opened and the traditional wedding song was playing. I grabbed on to Joe as he held on to me tightly.

“Are you ready princess?” He whispered.

“Yes, I’m ready.” I smiled and placed my head on his shoulder. Then I stood up straight and walked slowly to the music taking one step at a time. Michael stood at the altar with Samuel in his arms. Samuel smiled and giggled as he listened to the music. I was so in love; In love with my husband to be and in love with my son. The divorce papers did go through. Michael and I decided to get married…again. Kate and Annmarie stood together, smiling from ear to ear. Annmarie whispered,

“You look beautiful.” and I mouthed,

“Thank you.”

I finally reached Michael at the altar. The priest asked us if we wanted to say our own vows and then Kate handed me the paper that I wrote mine on. I swallowed hard before proceeding. I was choking on the ball that developed in an instant and the tears just kept flowing.

“This is a poem I wrote for you.

You’ll never know how much I love you,

By the simple smile on my face.

You’ll never know how much I love you,

By the touch of my warm embrace.

You’ll never know how much I love you,

As I stand here with you today, because today is

A new beginning as everything in my past has been

Erased.

Here’s to my future with you, the only man

I’ve ever loved,

and with this ring I promise you,

Absolute faithfulness and Unconditional love.”

“I love you Michael…always.” The tears flooded my eyes continuously, but I had to hold them in. I needed to. I didn’t want to ruin my mascara. I grabbed Samuel from his arms. He pulled out a piece of paper from his tuxedo pocket. He cleared his throat and wiped his forehead with his handkerchief.