Coming to a climax of the max!

The day is coming to a close, and with Harper spending a night in the slammer...lets see what Caleb is going to do! I have been dying to put this up for days now lol, couldn't wait the amount of time I told you guys it would take to put it up!

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Sitting in a cell isn't fun. Let me tell you. 

Jason had taken me from the house, not in cuffs, but he still took me in all the same.  trying to explain to Lucas what happened though...that was horrific. 

My poor little man..

He had been through so much already and yet now...now he was a wreck all over again.  Pulling my legs up to my chest I sat on the cot that was supposed to be a bed and let my head fall.

I wanted to weep.

I wanted to scream.

But I knew I had to be strong. 

My son was going through so much, and why? All because his sperm giver was a wicked man that liked to play with the brain.  With his brain.  Liked to control everything that was around him.  When in reality everything was falling apart around him.  

He was getting sloppy. He wasn't being as careful with his cruelty like he used to be.

And I knew why he was slipping.  I sighed and hugged myself tighter.

Caleb.

Caleb was that reason.

He was the first man in so long that I let into my life.  Country or not.  Broken by a bull City boy...he was the first.

He was the first step to freedom that I had taken in years, and he knew I was no longer under his thumb wiggling like he wanted. 

Even with him having been his lawyer, Caleb had changed everything in such a small period of time.

Sighing I hid my head into the crock of my knee, wrapping my arms around myself, when I heard some muffled noises.  I was so not getting any sleep tonight.  Peeking up only to see who it was, I saw the figure of an officer...one I don't want to name, cause well, I didn't like her; was putting someone into the cell across from me.

Just my luck.

My breath caught as the silhouette of the person took form, and I hide my face again.

For the love of GOD, I couldn't escape this man.

"Well, well, well.  Look what we have here."  I heard him whip something on his sleeve.  "Guess he had to lock you up didn't he sweetness?"

"Don't, you dare, call me that."  I spat.  I didn't need to see his face, but I knew he would be smirking and waiting at the bars. To look at him and then be trapped inside that horrible gaze. 

"No bail?  I thought that lawyer of yours would have gotten you out by now?"  I flinched at the comment, but knew better.  Caleb told me I wouldn't be in here long, but I had to stay the night.  He couldn't sugar coat anything for me knowing the trial was tomorrow...and I thought I heard him talking to my mother about having a plan..I don't know, I'm to tired to even think.  I understood what he meant...but it still stung like the dickens.  "That's good news for me thought."  I heard him sigh, "gives me a chance to see that pretty face.  A chance to remind you who you belong too."

You won't be in there long babe.

I repeated his words over and over again in my head, telling myself I didn't need to come to Jimmy's torture. 

Jimmy.

I wished as hard as I could that he would be locked up tomorrow.  I wished till I realized I was digging my nails into my own skin, drawing blood.

Fuck.

"Awww, someone doesn't like being in here with me."  I couldn't help it...I gave in.

"What do you want?"  I lifted my gaze to meet him head on. "What is there that I could possibly give to you?  We're no longer married, haven't been for nearly seven years.  What do you want from me?" I found myself at the bars then...growling at him.  I hadn't even realized that I'd moved in my questioning. 

His face was  bloody, but the smirk on his face lingered.

"I just want to see you screwworm honey.  That's all."  Goosebumps formed on my bare skin and I visibly shivered.

It was a threat I could see in his eyes.

"Wh-why are you in here?"  I caught myself before I could back down.  He shrugged, rolling his shoulders back...a long time ago I would have found that beautiful, the way he moved, but now I saw what that really meant.  Danger. Power. 

It was straight up terrifying when standing alone. 

"I started a fight. Got myself some time."  A small smile spread over his smirk.  "I knew you would be here.  Couldn't miss the opportunity to see you wiggle.  You used to wiggle so nicely."  The last of his words came out like a violent purr.

Turning I sat on my cot.  Not facing him, I tried to just ignore every comment after that.  Every rial up.  Every taunt...and I would really doing well, until he mentioned Ivory.

That's when my control snapped and not caring that I had avoided if for hours now I threw myself at the bars again while he laughed. I wanted to claw his eyes out.  

I knew it had been him.

I knew he hurt my beautiful girl...I just couldn't prove it!  

My beautiful girl was dying alone because of him.  Because I was in here.

The barrier between us kept me from causing physical pain, but then it hit me as I tried reaching for him.  We were in holding cells in Jason's care.  And in Jason's care, I knew there would be cameras. 

Well then, its better if I keep him talking. 

Woow!  I knew that took a very very veeeeeery long time to put up but there it is!

And I'm sorry, truly for how long it had taken.  I never stopped writing guys, I really didn't, I just didn't have it up here, or the time to put it up on here.

But I do now, and no more delays.

If there are any, you all can hit me.  One free swing lol.

Love

xoxxo

Jacky