CHAPTER 2: They found me

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It was pretty early in the morning when I heard loud knocking on the door. Ricki jumped off the bed and ran down the hallway, barking.

"Who the hell knocks on the door at four in the morning?" Jesse asks groggily with anger in his tone as he quickly gets out of bed.

"I don't fucking know. Ricki! Be quiet!" I shouted and Ricki quit barking, but I could still hear his low growling.

I followed Jesse down the narrow hallway and we went through the kitchen and the living room. He opened the door, and stood there in his boxers and I was in my sports bra and spandex shorts. I stared at the dear skull tattoo between his shoulder blades, it looked really cool.

The people at the door were non-other than my mother and her alcoholic husband, Andrew.

"Laney! Get your ass in the truck! Now!" She shouted at me.

"No! I am not going to live under your roof anymore!" I said angrily as I grabbed Ricki's collar, holding him from running past Jesse and out the door.

She looked me in the eye, hers filled with anger.

"Laney Smith! I am your mother! You are too young to live on your own, to live with this piece of white trailer trash!" She shouted and I watched as her fists balled up at her sides.

"I am nineteen and Jesse is not white trailer trash!"

"Really? Why is he living in an old trailer, surrounded by other old trailers?" Andrew piped in.

"Because I am renting this trailer until I find the right property to build a house on. I am not poor, I am the owner of Alberta Oil and Mining. Now leave before I call the police." Jesse said and he closed the door in their faces, locking the door knob.

We walked back to the bedroom, not saying anything until we got into bed.

"How did they find me?" I asked as I stared at the boring, white, ceiling.

"Who knows. By the way, I'm going to go and look at this property tomorrow morning at nine. Would you like to come with me?" He replied.

"I would love to. We would have to take Ricki with us though." I said.

"Great! I love you." 

"Love you too, Jesse." I replied and he kissed me on the lips.

I rolled over onto my left side and I felt Jesse's muscular arms wrap around my body, he pulled me closer to his own. Ricki jumped up onto the bed and he laid down by our feet. I fell asleep instantly.

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"Time to wake up, Babe!" Jesse said rather loudly as he shook me awake.

"I'm up..." I said groggily as I sat up in bed.

"It's eight O'clock. You better get dressed and eat something soon. The property is twenty minutes away from here and the roads might be busy."

"Okay." I mumbled. 

I swung my feet out from under the covers and they hit the carpeted floor. I stood up and pulled out a pair of Silver Jeans and a black and pink camo Browning t-shirt. I changed out of my pj's and into those clothes and I pulled on a pair of my square toe Ariat boots. 

I stepped out of the bedroom and into the hallway, the smell of oatmeal filled my nose.

"I made you some instant oatmeal." Jesse said as  he handed me a bowl of Cinnamon Apple Oatmeal.

"Thank you." I said and I stood beside him at the counter and started eating it.

We fed Ricki, finished our breakfast, cleaned up the kitchen a bit and we headed out to Jesse's big, black diesel truck. Jesse lifted Ricki up into the box and tied him in so that he wouldn't jump out, because Lord knows he would.

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