getting up from my nap I turned and saw that Grandpa Jack was still sleeping in the bed sitting up next to me. I mean I think he was seeping as far as I could tell I was looking at his face to see if I could tell that he was sleeping.
''why are you staring at me kid?'' Grandpa Jack asked me and I was scarred to say the least how did he know I was looking at him if he had his eyes closed.
''how do you know I was staring at you Grandpa?'' I asked him I wanted to know
''because I told you kid I just know things.'' he explained to me as he opened his eyes and turned his head to look at me.
''grandpa I am tired and hungry.'' I explained to grandpa Jack and he got up from the bed and walked around to the other side of the bed. helping me get out of bed he sat me up and grabbed both of my hands in his.
''lets get some food in you and as for the being tired part well that will take some time for you to heal from.''
Grandpa Jack told me and I started to cry let out all the tears that I had in my eyes I though that after this morning I was done with crying apparently not.
he sat down on the chair next to the bed and grabbed my arms and pulled me closer to him and led me to sit on his lap. while he moved me closer to his chest and rubbed my back up and down while I cried my eyes out.
''just let it all out girl'' Grandpa Jack told me as he kept rubbing my back as I cried after I few minutes I stopped and put my self together again.
''ok all good now I am more hungry'' I told Grandpa and we both got up and walked out of the room and walked down the stairs into the kitchen and sat down at the kitchen table.
I wanted to run some errands but Grandpa Jack decided to take the children out to the dinner for some food while me and Rick stayed home.
the children ran down the stairs where Grandpa Jack was waiting for them I was in my room when o herd Jazz coming up to the twins room and told then that Grandpa Jack was taking them out to eat so to get ready. they got ready in a split second and they where off with grandpa Jack and Jazz.
I waited a wile before I walked back down into the kitchen and poured my self some coffee in a big mug and sat that the table. a short time later my husband Walked into the kitchen also poured himself a cup of coffee and sat across from me.
''my husband looking old and stressed this morning.'' Rachel though to her self as she sipped her coffee and waited for her husband to say some thing.
''honey I am sorry about my behavior the other nights ago.'' my husband told me and it shocked me because its takes him a lot to admit when ever he did something wrong I guess its a man thing.
''ok go on'' I told him because he looked like he had more things on his mind
''its just this whole thing with Jazz has bothered me more then I care to admit I don't know what to do with everything.''
my husband told me he looked like he was on the verge of tears I never seen him so emotional the only time he got like this was when the twins where born and the weeks after Rachel took Jazz back home with her.
''what parts are bothering you right now?'' I asked so we could break this down into little manageable chunks.
''well for starters why wont she tell me the name of the person who hurt her why does she hide his name.'' Rick asked me and I knew that I had to come clean to him about some thing in my past so maybe he could understand a little of what Jazz was going through.
''honey lessen to me ok when I was younger like senior year of high school I had this boy friend and he abused me. it was little things at first he would say things get possessive and then he started to hit me for every little thing. I felt embarrassed and when my dad confronted him because I could not hid the bruises ay more I still denied that he did anything to me. even with all the physical proof I was still against any one who told me different.
I took me a long time to find my true self again even before we met I joined a boxing club and gym I even went to therapy to get my mental health in order. and it was a long time before I trusted my self with another person. I did not know how to act in another person company it was crazy but I found my way back to my true self. I think that is what Jazz needs to do for herself to find out who she really is what she stands for and then she will open up and tell us who is the bastard that hurt her. but don't expect her to roll over quickly on that person we just need to be there for her when that time comes why do you ask?''
I asked I did not know where he was going with this conversation and I was confused my self
''I spoke to the lawyer before I got smashed and he told me that Jazz might have to testify in court to what happened to her and who hurt her.''
he explained to me and now it made sense
''owe I see that is a ruff one because she cant not lie on the stand but I don't know that she could get through it mentally.''
I told me husband and he looked up at me from his now empty coffee and looked at me so serious I could see his frown lines on his face.
''what are you trying to say my daughter Is mental?'' he asked me seriously I was taken a back for a minute there.
''no I think that she is emotional with everything that is happened the only life she has ever known even though it was not a good one has been turned up side down, she knows she needs to make a decision but she cant do it right now. she will know when the time is right but only on her time you cant force her or she will retreat from you and every one else that wants to help her get better.''
I told my husband and I got up and put my cup in the sink I herd Grandpa Jack come in the house with the children. I herd them all go up stairs so I left them be I know he was putting the twins to take a nap any maybe Jazz as well she needs more naps and food and love.''
Alice thought to her self as she sat in the living room and turned on the TV soon enough my husband joined me on the couch.
''who was that ass hole that hurt my wife so I could beat him up ." Rick told me and I had to laugh turning around I looked at him.
''owe honey your are years to late he died in prison messed with the wrong person and they killed him .''
I explained to him and he seemed to process all of what I told him
''ok good thing'' he told me and we stayed on the couch and I saw Grandpa Jack to the kitchen and into the back yard I herd the door slam.
''I wonder what he is doing out there'' Alice thought to her self but did not fell like getting up and going after him.
a short time later he came back into the house and passed by the two of us on the couch and he told me he was going to go take a nap with Jazz.
''ok sounds good she needs someone with her so she can sleep better until she gets better on her own.''
I told Grandpa Jack I knew that he would stay with her as long as she needed for some one to be with her.
I watched him walk away and I stayed on the couch for a little while and then I got bored so I got up off the couch and walked into the kitchen.
I like to cook when I am stressed and I like to bake also some times but I think my husband and his father and the children don't mind. because they love to it Jazz on the other hand was very hesitant and she would look my way every so often when she first got here.
''I think maybe that she thought that I was going to take it away from her.'' Alice thought to her self as she opened the fridge.
I took out the chicken and started to grill it on the stove top grill that is on the stove top and I grabbed the head of lettuce and chopped up the salad and tomatoes I also made some mashed potato for the younger children.
I heated the left over for who ever did not want to eat the grilled chicken and salad I also grabbed the cookie dough and started to bake some instant cookies.
taking everything and putting in the dining room I walked back into the living room I find that husband fell asleep on the couch. I am surprised that the smell of the food did not yet wake him walking back into the kitchen I saw Jazz and Grandpa Jack sitting at the table.
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Deliver us from Adam
General FictionWhat do you when you have run out of options and you have no where to run? when Jazz is found on her Fathers door step beaten bruised and bloody she does not know if she can trust the Father she barely knew and the family she knows noting about. Or...