Loving You

Chapter Twenty-Three

September 9, 1956 12 PM

*Jessica POV*

I drove all night and finally stopped at a motel to get some rest. I was dog tired from being up for 24 hours straight, not to mention all the stress with Elvis. I check in and head down to my room, leaving the bags in the car. I intended to just rest a few hours then continue on my way home. I couldn't wait to be home.

My parents were unbelievably angry with Elvis, and I couldn't blame them. He slept with the woman that was supposed to be guarding me from Dylan. Speaking of Dylan, I get up and lock the door, making sure it was secure, and check the windows to make sure they were locked too. Once I feel safe, I sink down on the bed. "I should call Daisy, she needs to know what's going on," I sigh to myself.

I pick up the phone and ask long distance to connect me to Louisiana. "Hello?"

I smile at the familiar voice, "Hello Mrs. Scott, is Daisy around?"

"Jessica! Sure, I'll go get her."

I hear the phone get set down and voices in the background. After a moment, I hear the phone be lifted back up, "Jessica? Well hello my weary traveler! How are things going with you and Elvis? How did he take the news of the pregnancy?"

I could hear the excitement in her voice as she spoke, causing me to become all the more anxious. "Well... He didn't really tell me how he felt, and I have something else to tell you. A lot of somethings, actually."

"Well? Spill them!" She was still excited, I could tell.

"I lost the baby again. I ended up in the hospital from blacking out, and I guess it was because of this thing in my uterus that they had to remove, so I'll be able to have children soon. But I think what encouraged the miscarriage was the fight I was in with Elvis. He and I-"

"What fight with Elvis? What happened?"

I take a deep breath and sigh, "When I got to the hotel, I had pumped myself up and was excited to tell him about the baby. But I got through the door and heard him humming in the bedroom like he usually does with me. At first I thought he was just by himself, but then I heard a woman... Anyways, we got in a fight and I found out he was with three women in the span of him being gone to California. Soon, I forgave him, sorta, and I came back to the room. Later on, I went to shower and when I got done with my makeup, I caught him with his tongue down the throat of the woman from before. We got in a huge fight and I blacked out. Next thing I knew, I woke up in the hospital."

Daisy sighs heavily, "Wow Jess... You're too forgiving in my book."

I nod, "I know, but that's not the end of the story. I'm sitting in a motel after driving nine hours straight..."

She pauses, "Jess... Why are you in a motel? Where's Elvis, and what about Officer Mark?"

I bite my lip, "Officer Mark is at home with my parents, and Elvis can rot in hell for all I care. I was assigned a new Officer, and she was very pretty..."

"What happened?"

"After I got out of the hospital, Elvis made me swear that we wouldn't make love until I was cleared from the hospital. They told me I had to wait a week, and I was going to be fine doing so, as long as it meant I could still do stuff to Elvis. But we got back to the hotel and Officer Loretta was waiting there. She flirted with him all the way back up to the room, and continued to do so for the next few days. So much so that Elvis was constantly sitting us down. But the day the hospital cleared me for sexual activity, she came onto Elvis. He came back from Joe's and I was napping. I guess when he walked through the door, she was standing there completely naked and walked over, grabbing his little. He confessed to me and made her promise that her uniform would be completely buttoned. Elvis and I got into a fight a couple days later because someone made up a story about Elvis and I, and I stormed out because Colonel convinced him I did it. I walked around for a few hours by myself and when I got back to the room, both of them were acting weird, but I didn't think much of it. Elvis and I fooled around and then the yesterday, I noticed a giant hickey on his neck, but I know I didn't do it. We had dinner with his parents that night and after being suspicious all day, I confronted him when we got back to the room..." Tears spill from my eyes as I start to cry, "Elvis confessed to having sex with Officer Loretta. That makes four women he's been with since he left, and none of them were me! He kept promising me he would make love to me when he had time to make things romantic for us, but it never happened. I love him so much, but I can't bare to be around him anymore. He's hurt me too many times. I got that wretched officer fired and told her boss what happened." I lay back against the pillows as I sob.