When Past & Present Collide: WP&PC (11 page)

“Did you say she is pregnant? Ella’s pregnant.” I still couldn’t comprehend what the doctor was saying.

“
Yes she’s very newly pregnant; she is under a private doctor for her pregnancy so we will inform her of the accident. But in the meantime, we will take good care of both of them. She will be taken up to intensive care in a little while; you can see her then.”

I gav
e the doctor my hand to shake. “Thank you so much, doctor.” I couldn’t take in what he was saying.

All of a sudden I felt sick.

Was I the dad? Or was Matthew the dad?

It was half an hour later when
Ella got brought back up to ITU. She looked so vulnerable lying on her bed. They connected loads of machines to her before we were allowed to go over. She lay there so fragile and pale; they said I could talk to her but what could I say? I just sat there holding her hand.

When
Ella had finally come around, I couldn’t even look at her. She had lied to me. My heart broke. I got up and walked out. I sat waiting for mum and dad to join me and when they did, we left for good. I couldn’t deal with all the lies, I had had that years ago and I wasn’t going to repeat my past mistakes. Lying was a deal breaker for me.

It took me her entire pregnancy to forgive her. And damn,
by then I was too late. It took us 6 months to finally decide what we had was too good to lose. The only thing I can pray for now is that I’m not losing her again. I don’t think I can survive it if I’m too late. I just want her to wake up and see what she has waiting for her. If only she would open those beautiful chocolate brown eyes.

Her smile would spread right across her face and we could sta
rt to rebuild everything we had lost. I hope.

Chapter Eleven

Betrayal

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     I know what you’re thinking.

W
hy? Well why indeed.

I deserved my time with Samuel and no one was taking my boy away from me.

They think they’re all smart but I had been seeing him behind their backs for over a year. That stupid woman that they call a nanny had agreed at a price, you would think they would know better by now that anyone could be brought for the right amount of money.

Don’t get me wrong
, to have an hour every Monday it cost me a thousand pounds, but for four thousand a month it was a price I was more than willing to pay.

And it was so easy.

Samuel should have a few hours’ kip in the afternoon, but I had rigged the cameras to look like he was sleeping while she brought him to me. Honestly though, that did cost me a fare few bob more.

Money again
, I was willing to fork out.

As I said
, she had my boys.

You see she had it all. The big house, the money.
Jacob and my Samuel. She didn’t deserve them. I’ll be damned if she gets them and I will fight tooth and nail so she can’t have her grubby hands on my boys.

They belong to me.

He said I wouldn’t get away with it but truth be told I never thought I would. I just wanted him to collect the boy for me. We got one week together. A week I will cherish for the rest of my life. Let’s face it, she stole him away from me and I wanted to make her pay.

Soft bitch was too busy getting revenge on Matthew
, she never saw someone getting revenge on her. Oh boy did I enjoy seeing her climbing on her hands and knees through the bushes. Shame her security team came and took her home as I was in stitches just looking at her.

Oh yeah and her vomiting live on TV
, well I know when I’m sitting in my prison cell or mental hospital I can laugh away with the thoughts of seeing her at her worst on TV. Come on let’s face it; she deserved the payback she got. And I loved every minute of dishing it out.

The only thing I definitely regretted in life was hurting Jacob. He never deserved the pained looks I got to see. I never wanted to break him and I hope to hell he bounces back. But I hope he bounces back out of the witches clutches.

As I say, she doesn’t deserve them. They arem
y
boys.

*****

Jacob

    
Truthfully I’m still in shock; I don’t think it’s fully sunk in yet. How could she do that too us? Heck, we invited her into our home and shared our family with her.

I’m
truly lost for words. I’ve still not told Ella who has done it as yet and everyone has hung back. She’s not seen the news, thank fuck, and the police have respected my decision to tell her myself.

To be honest
, she has locked herself up in the nursery with Samuel. I think she is just happy to have him home, unharmed.

Truthfully,
I think she is scared to ask as she knows who ever has done this to us never wanted the money from the reward we had put out. No, she knows who ever had done this to us had purely only wanted to seek revenge on her.

Damn her for doing this. How the fuck can I trust anyone after what she has done to us?

Shit, what the fuck do I say? Can we survive after all what has happened?

I was going to
propose and ask Ella to marry me, but I doubt she would now. To be honest I will be lucky if she lets me in their lives again.

What will I do if she doesn’t
? How could I survive without Ella and Samuel by my side? They are my all and I know without them I’m finished.

Fuck, I’m finished anyway.

I had spent many a days talking to her, none the wiser of what she was capable of. Mind you, I doubt anyone suspected it was her. Why would we? She had no motive, or so we thought. Little did we know the amount of resentment she held towards Ella, and maybe me?

I’m
not sure of anything anymore, the only thing I’m certain of is my love for Ella and Samuel and I can only pray that would be enough to help us survive.

I will tell her.
I know I will, the only question is when. Do I let her come to me and ask or do I man up and go to her. Damn, I’m lost and scared and just need anyone to guide me in the right direction.

*****

Ella

    
Samuel was finally home in my arms. I can’t believe I missed an entire morning with him because I tried to commit suicide.

Yes, not my smartest moment.
But I really thought we would never see him again. I’m dying to ask Jacob who had done this to us but in all honestly I’m petrified that it was someone we had allowed into our home. Someone close to us that I had allowed access to Samuel.

I feel so stupid now that I had never
noticed the cameras had been fucked with. If only I looked closer then I would have noticed his clothes were bloody different than earlier on. I know it’s my own fault, but I’m just fucking glad I have my little man, unharmed in my arms.

He’s asleep now and I know I should go to Jacob, but I’m scared. I’m
scared that he hates me. I hate me so why shouldn’t he. I know we have fought for the last week and he has stayed by my side, but I do resent him a little bit.

The day he questioned me
about the cameras I was fuming. I didn’t need him to have a go at me like that in front of people. I know I have ignored him for days now, but fuck that, he deserved it. I’m the one that has Samuel full time, so I know how it feels to come home and not see his little podgy face smiling up to me.

I doubt our life
will ever be the same again. How can it? We both have said some things that I doubt we can fully recover from.

*****

     I close my eyes as the tears stream down my face. I can’t believe we have him back after all this time. Safe and well.

How could they do this t
o us? Fuck we never deserved this. I knew they disliked me but heck what did Jacob and Samuel ever do wrong to them?

He’s just sitting ther
e happy playing with his car mats. The doctors said he is perfect. He had been fed, changed and cared for like he would expect any child. But fuck it he was my child, not theirs.

When Jacob had finally had the guts to come up to me and tell me who it was. I knew at that very moment I would never trust another living soul. I
can’t believe I had let them come in to my house for so long. I know I’m saying them, because in a way it was them but in truth it was only her.

I
’d shopped with her, sat and had coffees with her; I’d even gone out for meals with her. I had trusted her with the one thing I held close to my heart. My son, well never again would I let that happen. I hate them, I hate him and I hate Jacob’s MUM.

Epilogue

One year later - Hope

Ella
             

    
A year has passed since the kidnap happened. Jacob and I unfortunately are no more. We just couldn’t survive past the heart ache his family had put us through.

He tried and tried to make me see
sense but unfortunately I just couldn’t get past it. I doubt I ever will.

We’re both happy now though. I heard on the grape vine that Jacob
has met someone and I’m truly happy if he has. He deserves all the happiness life can send his way. I still love him dearly but unfortunately my own stubbornness can’t see past his parent’s betrayal. And that just wouldn’t work for our relationship.

I’m
single and loving every minute of it. I still work but we now have a nursery in work. On my floor so I can see Samuel whenever I please, plus he has a bodyguard. I know I’m over protective, but I just can’t get past that one week of my life. Therapy helps, just. Oh yes and with the added bonus of my happy pills. Anti-depressants, let’s just say who ever invented them is a pure genius.

The
doctors have started easing me off them now and I’m happy as I don’t want to become dependent on them. He said I’m making good progress and well, that’s all I can ask for.

As for Taylor and Beth,
Well fuck me, they ended up together. I think that one week bought them very close and the comfort they shared had made them realise how much they loved each other. I’m happy really as I still feel guilty for snapping at Beth. She has forgiven me more times than I can even imagine, but my guilt is still there.

That’s what my therapist and I will be concentrating on
next. She says the guilt is the one thing that can destroy me if I allow it. Well damn, I’m a Jamison and we don’t let anything drag us down.

I know I will be okay and maybe in time Jaco
b and I will be back on friendly terms, but for now I just can’t see him. Frank drops Samuel off as much as Jacob wants to see him. He is his daddy and let’s face it he is a fantastic dad no matter what has happened.

I will always love Jacob
, he will forever own a piece of my heart but my true heart belongs to Samuel and that’s where it will stay.

*****

Jacob.

    
Well what can I say; Ella decided we couldn’t carry on. Do I blame her? No, I don’t. I blame mum and dad. I still can’t forgive them. I don’t think I ever will. They destroyed me that week and I’ve lost my family because of them.

I’ve sold G
reens as I could no longer represent all they have built up. I know what you’re thinking, why not keep it. I know I deserve it, but I just couldn’t look at it.

Mum
was placed in a Mental Hospital as she was classed as unstable. Dad was lucky he walked Scott free. I don’t have any contact with them as I will never forgive them.

Don’t get me wrong
, mum has tried to contact me but I just changed my number. I’m not sure where dad is and truthfully I don’t care. I gave him what he was owed from the business and I moved away.

It’s not far from Samuel and I’m lucky as Ella has allowed me free reign to see him. I can’t ask for more than that really. To be honest I never expected her to allow me access. Don’t get me wrong
, Charles his bodyguard is there, but damn, I will take what I can get.

I still love Ella in my own way and I hope one day she will forgive me, time is a heeler and I’m praying in time
, she heels.

I have met someone though. Sophie, she is a neighb
our in the apartments I live in, she is really sweet and we have been out a couple of times. But she isn’t Ella and I’m not sure if I want to take it further than friends. Truthfully, I’m praying she will eventually take me back.

Let’s face it
,
sometimes in life, hope is all we have.

The end