52 Weeks

Holding Back

"Babe, can you get the door?" Jordan asked as Aleks was heading into the kitchen. Jordan and Dan were sat in the living room discussing business stuff. At least that's what Aleks got out of it. He nodded with a small hum of approval before heading towards the knocking. He glanced through the peep hole and saw only the shape of a woman. He opened the door and immediately narrowed his eyes. 

"Can I help you?" He questioned the asian woman standing in front of him. Her dress was cut way too high and her makeup caked onto her face, hair done almost professionaly. 

"I need to see Jordan." Monica said. She attempted to shove past but Aleks held his ground. 

"Move you useless failure of a human being." She said. Aleks rolled his eyes, cocking his hip out and folding his arms. 

"Why should I? You have no business being here." He said. He saw Monica glance behind him and heard Jordan say something to Dan. 

"Look, you and I both know who doesn't belong here. The multi millionaire or the homeless boy that was sold as a sex slave. Let me in or I swear I will call the man that threw you in the back of that dumb truck in the first place. You think that after twenty four more weeks he's still going to want you? Please by that time I'll have him right back where we were. With a ring on my finger and his last name attached to mine. Now step aside before I make you." She threatned, her own hands resting on her hips. 

Aleks gritted his teeth, turning slightly to look at Jordan. 

"Take the next couple of weeks to say goodbye, trash." She said, going to walk past him. Aleks doesn't remember who threw the first punch though he doubts it was Monica. Next thing he knew he had claw marks on his face and his fist hurt, he assumes from her side and Jordan was holding him back as Dan grabbed onto Monica. She was rubbing at her chest as Dan directed her out, yelling insults at both Aleks and Jordan.

"You're bleeding." Jordan said, grabbing a napkin off of a nearby table and going to dab the blood off of the scratch marks on Aleks' face. Holy crap, were her nails sharp, Jordan thought. Aleks pushed his hand away, using his shirt to wipe at his face. 

"That's only-"

"Why was she here?" Aleks questioned. 

"I don't know, I didn't even know that she knew where I lived." Jordan said. "Now just let me clean the blood out your shirt isn't helping." He reached to start cleaning off the blood from Aleks' cheek only for his hand to be pushed away. 

"Aleks I really don't know why she was here." Jordan said. 

"I know, I just, I'm going to go take a shower." He responded. Jordan bit his lip and nodded, throwing out the napkin as the younger disappeared upstairs. Dan came back in a few moments later, a couple scratch marks of his own. 

"She is crazy." He said. 

Jordan nodded, glancing up the stairs as he heard the water start running. 

"We can finish this tomorrow, at the office?" Dan suggested. Jordan gave him a tight lipped smile, thanking him as he left before going upstairs and into his bedroom. He layed back on the bed and listened to the shower run, hands behind his head and feet still on the floor. 

Maybe it was time to move. Maybe he would wait for those twenty four weeks that he had left. Maybe he should just let Aleks run now. Jordan turned his head, looking at the bathroom door as the water began running. 

Maybe he should go after the younger man that just escaped out of the bathroom window.