Chapter 13

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3 months later...

~Julia Carter~

It's been three months since I have last seen Richard. I still clean his house for him but he hasn't been back here since I ended our relationship.

I can't exactly say I've been happy. I literally don't have anyone else to talk to. I am all alone.

"Julia, have you seen the duster?" Asked Helena,the other woman that helped keep Richards house in order since I can't possibly clean the whole thing by myself.

"It's right here." I handed the duster to her.

Helena Harrell was a woman in her late fifties. She was very sweet and really the only person I have talked to since I got back from my parents house. When I hot back she had told me that Richard had to go away for a meeting in L.A. for his jewelry business. I was slightly relieved but also kind of sad.

"Is there something you want to say Julia then say it." Helena said sensing my unease.

"Well....." I trailed off.

"It's ok, you can tell me." She tried reassuring me.

"I've been kind of sad since I got back from my parents house. I literally have no friends I can talk to." I said mentally slapping myself in the face. Why would she care?

"I know some people at my church around your age that I could introduce you to. You just have to meet me at First Baptist Church Sunday morning, then I can introduce you to them."

Church? I haven't been to church since I was 21. I'm 23 now. I haven't really thought about it in awhile.

"Alright." I hopefully replied. I am a Christian. I've just been lost for a long while. It's time to go back to where I was fully accepted. Where I could go when I felt worthless.

But Tommy stopped letting me go to church when I was 21. He told me I was wasting my time. He was so wrong. He wouldn't even let me listen to Christian music anymore. I won't ever let anyone stand between me and God ever again.

I can't wait for Sunday.
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~Richard Clarke~

"No!"

"Yes!"

"I said no! Which means I don't want your number, and I'm not giving you mine, so, GO AWAY!" I yelled at the drunk girl coming out of the bar I just passed by.

"But, I jus wanna hang out wif u....." She slurred.

"Bye." I told her walking toward the hotel I was staying at.

It's a good thing I'm going back home or else I would probably lose my mind.

Home. It's been three months since I have seen her beautiful face. I started tearing up at the memory of what she last said to me.

I got so lost in thought that I didn't see the wall until I was on the ground.

Great now I have a headache. I heard a shrill high pitched laugh come from someone behind me. I got up and turned around to see a girl in her teens holding her phone in her hand laughing. Then she looked at me.

"Uhhh......" She darted the other way down the street.

Teenagers.....

-back at home--Saturday-

I got out of the cab and stepped up onto the side walk to see my house sitting there. I walked inside to see the house looked flawless. Wow.

"Richard is that you?" I heard Helena yell from somewhere inside the house.

"Yes it's me!" I yelled back. She ran into the living room and hugged me.

"Oh it's so nice to see you!" She said letting me go. Then she frowned.

"What is it?" I asked her. She looked slightly disappointed.

"You still have a chance. She's a Christian." She told me.

"Really?" I asked.

"Yes I am, you got a problem with that?" I saw Julia emerging from the second floor with a duster in her hand.

"I'm going to let you two talk." She grabbed her stuff and left out through the front door.

"......" Dead silence.

"I'm a Christian too." I told her whole heartedly.

"I did not know that......are you going to church Sunday?" She asked.

"Yeah.... Are you?"I asked. She nodded.

"Why did you end us Jules?" I asked her. She flinched at my question.

"I think we are moving too fast, I just don't trust you that much yet. I don't really trust anyone since, Tommy." She looked down at the floor.

"I'm not like him. I never will be Julia. I don't think I can ever sink that low, and personally, I don't want too. I don't know everything that he did to you, just trust me when I say, I won't do it." She looked up at me. I saw tears running down her face. It hurts to see her sad.

"I thought about you a lot while you were gone," she started sobbing,"I missed you. I felt unsafe while you were gone. I never knew I could be so dependent on someone." She kept crying. I walked up to her and wrapped my arms around her. She stiffened at first but then hugged me back.

"I have to go Rich, see you Sunday." She walked out.

I walked upstairs and plopped down on my bed.

The pieces are finally starting to come together.
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~unknown~

"i see her walking down the street back to her house."

"Good....." My boss said into the phone.

"Do you want me to take her now?" I asked my boss.

"No, I want her to feel safe first. I want her to have the hope that I will never come back into her life. I want her to get comfortable. Then I can rip her happiness to shreds. I want her to suffer." My boss said like a sadist.

Who am I kidding? He is a sadist. I feel sorry for this girl.

"Alright." I hung up on my boss.

Well it's gonna be bad for this chick when he gets his hands on her. I almost feel sorry for her. But a job is a job. I get paid to do the dirty work. I just hope he doesn't kill her.
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THERE YA GO!
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Yes I am a Christian.
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If you are not I am sorry, your really missing out.
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The picture above is how I imagine Helena Harrell.
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I WILL EITHER UPDATE THIS WEEK OR NEXT WEEK
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I make no promises for this week.
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~Jenaynay out

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