The Wife (Sequel to SUGAR)

Joey

Harry's pov

I shake my leg nervously, biting my thumb nail as as i looked down at Joe sleeping.

"Wake up mate. Wake up."i say quietly, not actually wanting to wake up.

I know he needed rest, i do. But its been 2 full days. My sister could be anywhere. Trapped in an air tight box, being shipped of to Guatemala or something. Being passed around like some sort of human pupu platter.

I shake my head and run my fingers through my hair, bending down and leaning my head on my hands. Instantly, i feel someones eyes on me. I sit up, seeing Joe looking at me.

"Hi Harry."he says in whisper.

"You son of a bitch. I could kiss you right now."i say, standing up.

"You can kiss me, but you won't enjoy it."he smiles slightly, making me chuckle.

"Joey, where is Leah? Where's your boy, where'd they go?"i ask, sitting back down.

He looks up as if he's trying to remember.

"I...there were men.."he slurs.

"Yeah?"i say, scooting closer.

He shakes his head as if he forgot what he was going to say. 

"I can't remember..it all happened so fast i.."he says.

I take his hand.

"It's alright, don't stress yourself over it.

"Don't stress? My son, my best friend, and an unborn child are missing."he says.

"There's evidence all over the house, someone left a wine glass, there are foot prints, finger prints."I say, hoping to make him calm. 

"I think they left them for a reason."he says, laying his head back as he places his hand on his chest.

He feels around more, then looks at me. 

"They took my plate out?"he says.

"It was full of bullet holes, Joe. It's what saved your life."i say.

"Then they should put it back in. My chest feels weird now."he breathes.

"Mate, there's holes in it."

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Leah's pov

I lay there, watching as Jord kissed and spoke to my baby bump again.

"Attends juste de sortir"he whispers to my belly, kissing it again.

"Je vais te gâter mon amour"

I blush, watching him. How could someone so mean, and angry, turn into a bowl of mush upon touching my belly. He looks up, seeing me staring. He sits up, laying besides me. 

"I do really love babies."he says, twiddling his finger.

I smile slightly, looking down at my bump that was peppered with his kisses.

"Why don't you have any of your own?"i ask.

He chuckles.

"I did. Once. A baby girl named Ella."he says, rubbing his ring finger as if remembering something.

"What happened to her?"i ask.

He shrugs.

"Her mother drowned her in her bath."he says, sadly.

I'm beginning to see where all this evil was coming from.

"I'm sorry."i apologize to the murderer.

He shakes his head and then smiles, letting his crazy back in.

"That's the past, life is for the alive"he says, stretching out, resting his head on his hands. 

"Lie down with me, Mrs. James."he repeats the words he said to me the night he killed Joey.

I huff, trying not to make it noticeable as i lay down, putting my head on his chest. He hugs an arm around me and lets out a breath.

"You know. You hating me is wasting your precious time and energy love. Time that could be spent loving, and cherishing what all you have."he says.

I roll my eyes.

"Your killing off everyone I know and love."i say.

His chest bounces as he chuckles.

"Darling, sacrifices must be made."he says.

I roll my eyes again. He picks my hand up, placing it on his chest over his heart.

"Do you feel it?"he asks.

I nod.

"I mean, genuinely. Feel it beat."he lifts up his shirt, flashing me his muscular torso as he places my hand on his bare chest. 

I try to focus on the beat. Then i'm shocked, feeling it beat twice as hard as a normal heart would.

"It's a deformity."he says.

"My twins heart lives there as well."

I sit up, pulling my hand from his chest.

"You have 2 hearts."i say.

He shrugs.

"For the most part, yes."he says, sitting up as well.

Shocked, not knowing that was even a thing that could happen. He pulls my hand under his shirt again, leaning close to me.

"All of us have it. Sugar as well. It's a deformity only known to you and I, now."he says.

I nod as he looks into my eyes. 

"Leah. Would you mind terribly if i kissed you?"he asked.

A chill shot down my spine.If i say no, he could get angry. But if i say yes, this monster will be kissing me. 

"N-no."i say softly, the sound of my voice conflicted.

Then he presses his lips against mine. I close my eyes, feeling goosebumps break out on my skin. Something about the kiss reminded me so much of Sugar. The feeling of his warm chest beneath my hand, muscular and expanding with his breath. The way he smelt. The soft way his lips moved against mine. 

I feel his hands cup my cheeks, deepening the kiss. With my hand still on his chest i begin to slide it down, tracing the muscles on his stomach. Suddenly i pull away, gasping as tears brim in my eyes. 

"What?"Jord asks, concerned.

I quickly get up, jog-walking to the bathroom and going in, locking myself in. I slide down against the door, thinking about how i just betrayed Sugar in every way. Kissing his brother. Kissing his murderer. Enjoying the kiss. How could I.

I sob silently with my head against my hands.

Jord's pov

I huff as i get up off of the bed. I walk over to the bathroom door and begin to knock, but i stop myself. 

"She just needs some alone time."i think to myself. 

I draw my fist back and put into my pocket. I groan as i step back, walking out of the room. I close the door and walk down the stairs, seeing Ethan with his nose in a biology book, sleeping. I walk over to him, gently shaking him awake. He looks up at me.

"Go check on Leah"i sign to him.

He rubs his eyes as he stands, walking towards the stairs.