I won't.
Christians words kept swirling in my mind. He'd had the chance to tell me what was going on instead he hid it from me. My grip on the wheel tightened as I thought about it. He was my husband we were supposed to be close, supposed to be inseparable; instead he kept things from me. He kept the truth from me, but I knew the truth now, I knew exactly what was happening- and I was even angrier. I knew that Jack escaped prison, I knew he was out there somewhere lurking in the darkness waiting on the right time to attack my family. He was back for revenge and I was way ahead of him.
Security guards came out at the gate, then I'd notice that I had finally reached home. I smiled at Bobby as he let me pass through. Slowly I drove up driveway thinking about what the hell I'd tell Christian. Tomorrow would be the celebration of the foster home where both Jack and Christian were and somehow Jack was going to be there. I had to see for myself if he was out, if what they were saying about him were the truth.
"Mommy!" His little voice called running towards me. I guess he just got home since he was still dressed in his uniform. Stopping, I picked him up.
"Hey honey. How was school today?" I asked locking the car with my hip and walking inside the house. " I drew a picture today of you, daddy, Sophie, Mrs. Jones and Uncle Taylor."
"You did that? Can I see it?" Without answering he pushed out of my hand and ran towards his room most likely to get his bag pack.
Using my time I went towards Christians study until Ms. Jones stopped me. "He isn't here, Ana"
"Oh. Where is he? He told me he wouldn't be at work today. Who collected Teddy?" I asked taking of my flats.
"I'm not exactly sure where he is, Ana. Taylor was the one who collected Theodore." She replied, turning away with a soft smile on her face.
Teddy ran back over to me holding a white piece of paper in his hands. He held it up so that I could stare at it, it was actually beautiful. Even more beautiful that my four year old son drew it. Ruffling his hair I offer him a smile that he gladly returned.
"Go on in your room and change. I'm going to make dinner." He nods his little head running back into his room.
Where the hell could Christian be? He wasn't at work for sure since we'd normally have lunch together. Or maybe he's angry at me. Sighing , I changed into one of Christian's T-shirts and a sweat pants tying my hair in a bun to make dinner for my little cuddle bug. About thirty minutes later and a steaming plate of Mac and cheese I called Theodore to the dinner table I watched for a while, while he ate before my phone started ringing.
"Hello"
"Hey Ana." Kate answered on the other end of the line. "Can you do me a favour?"
She hesitated a bit so I knew it was a big favour.
"Go ahead." I answered shifting my weight to my left leg.
" Well ...... Um today is Elliot's and I anniversary and he'd love to take me out for dinner but I'd need you to babysit Emma for me."
"Okay. Bring her over, and have fun"
Kate came over half hour later and Christian still wasn't home. It was 9 pm and I was getting a bit worried. He'd never been out this late without giving me a call so now I'm extremely worried. Emma who already slept came shooting pass me with a doll in her hand. She's really Elliot's child. Smiling, I left her to play while I got ready for bed. I knew Christian wasn't coming any time soon and I was getting tired, Teddy was already asleep so it was only Emma's turn to get to bed. Dressed in PJ's I went in search of the little energizer only to find her cuddled in the arms of my husband. Eating my throat I walked up to him and took her out of his arms carrying her to the guest bedroom and playing her carefully on the bed.
I tip toed out of the room careful not to wake her up. I walked into the room that Christian and I share and there he is taking off his clothes.
"Where were you?" I ask leaning against the door.
"I was at work Ana. Where else would I be?" An attitude my subconscious asked pulling her glasses down the brim of her nose.
"Nowhere. I thought you said you weren't going to work today." I pointed out stepping inside the room.
"Since you won't listen to me I guess I should at least be near you if something happened."
"So this is all about me isn't it?" I ask sitting on the bed.
"Fuck Ana. You should've stayed home Jack is out there somewhere." He said dragging on the roots of his hair.
I gave him a small round of applause, he'd actually tell me. But Christian you're a tad too late. Shaking my head I walk around to the other side getting ready for bed. I don't even bother looking at him since I hate fighting with him but this is something I've got to do. Crawling underneath the covers I take this time to look up at his tormenting gray eyes.
"I love you, Christian."
