Wholesome Love

chapter 9

Tapping my leg anxiously, I waited for the doors to open to reveal my long lost Queen.

"Who is it?" The slightly higher voice says. through the door, and the nervousness builds up within me, and it takes me a couple seconds to say my name.

"Jake."

"I can see you through the eye-hole." She opens the door and smiles, as my jaw drops.

Her beautiful tan complexion shines like creamy caramel. Her thick, curly brown hair  flowed over her shoulders, and her eyes were like diamonds.

"I- you. Wow." I laugh, letting out a shaky breath. I just take in her beauty, as her chocolate brown eyes glimmer in adoration and a sympathetic grin plays on her face.

"I wish I could say the same to you, but you look the same." Gabby chuckles, and I drop my bags, to engulf her in a hug.

"I was waiting for you to do that." She says, muffled sniffs in my Polo sweater. "God, does it feel good to have you in my arms again."

I tighten my grip around her body, and it's so comfortable like she was my missing puzzle piece. Slowly, my hands find their way to her plump ass, and I give it a light squeeze.

"Pervert." She jokes, and keeps me in a hug, not that I mind. She seems like roses and vanilla, and God do I love that smell. She slowly starts to pull away, with glossy eyes.

"You're so perfect." I tell her, just grinning like a child who won all the candies in the world. She blushes, and turns around, gesturing for me to come in her home.

"Well, welcome to my place." She smiles, and points to all the pictures of Jessie.

"Where is she?" I ask curiously, anxious to meet the little girl I wished to call my own.

Gabrielle looks down, and puts her hands behind her back. "She's with her dad." She says shamefully, and I shrugged.

"At least he is in her life. Does he buy her things?" I smile, at the thought of my old high school best friend spoiling his child.

"Yeah...." She frowns, and her whole demeanor changes into something so melonchaly. "He buys her things..."

"What's wrong?" I inquire, going to wrap my arms around her fragile yet fierce body and she immediately cries, and I'm left hugging her tightly and confused to why my question brought tears.

" I haven't told anyone. They would think I'm a bad mom!" She backs away, and I wipe the tears from her diamond eyes before she could.

"What has happened?"

"I told Andrew you were coming.... he demanded me to take Jessica to his house." She sobs, and lifts up her sleeve to show me the scratches, marks and bruises.

"He told me not to leave, or he will destroy our family."