After winning football tickets for the Euro 2020 semi final, you felt you'd had all the luck you were ever going to get, until after the game, when you meet the players, your life begins to go in a whole new direction...
Jack dropped me back at the house not long after 10am and headed straight off to his meeting about his potential move to City.
I watched as Jack pulled out of the driveway and the electric gates closed behind him. Putting my key in the door I headed inside the house. I threw my bag down on the floor just inside the door and kicked off my trainers. I headed into the kitchen to put the kettle on and put my phone down on the worktop as I rummaged around in the cupboards looking for tea bags and sugar. I eventually found an unopened box of Yorkshire tea and starting ripping the cellophane off as the kettle finished boiling.
My phone pinged, I glanced down at it and saw I had a message notification. I finished making my cup of tea and picked up my phone, heading into the living room to sit down and relax for a bit. I took a sip of my tea and put it down on the table in front of the sofa and flicking on the telly I put my feet up to relax, just like Jack had instructed me to. I grabbed my phone. The text message was from a number I didn't recognise, I opened it hesitantly, with a puzzled expression on my face.
There were no words, just a series of photo's of me and Jack together, the house and us at the doctors surgery this morning. My heart jumped out of my chest. Someone was watching us and by the looks of the house photo, they had taken that picture moments ago, just after Jack had pulled out of the driveway and I was walking into the house as the gate was still partially open. I threw my phone down hard onto the sofa and ran to the front door to make sure I had locked it, I then went into the front room and had a look out on the driveway, I couldn't see anyone there, but that didn't make me feel anymore at ease. I pulled the blinds down and stood there with my hands over my mouth, fear pumping through my veins at the thought that someone could be out there or could potentially be on the property somewhere. I ran upstairs and into every room pulling all the curtains and blinds down, then ran back downstairs and sat on the sofa hugging my knees and burst into tears. What more were me and Jack going to have to go through? Why couldn't people just leave us alone? I didn't know what to do. I really wanted to call Jack, but knowing he would almost be at his meeting by now I didn't want to distract him, today was an important day for him and he would only worry if he knew what was going on and insist on coming home and I didn't want that, today he needed to be focused on his career, his future, our family's future!
I turned the volume down on the telly and put my feet back up on the sofa and picked up my tea, I wanted to try and relax as much as possible for the baby but also wanted to be alert for any strange noises. I sat there not really watching what was on the telly and not really relaxing in all honesty. I was just staring into space wondering who had sent these pictures when my phone pinged again with another text message, I opened it up...
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For fucks sake, who was sending these, I thought to myself as I locked my phone and threw it back on the sofa next to me. My heart was beginning to race again, I desperately wanted to call Jack but I just couldn't do it, I couldn't ruin today for him. I felt completely trapped. I didn't know the area, or have any friends or family around here or even a car to get away from here, I felt like a sitting duck. My phone pinged again...
