The Wife (Sequel to SUGAR)

Apology Accepted

Leah's pov

I sob softly into my pillow. I didn't want to be loud, considering Ethan now had his hearing back. I didn't need him to come in and try to convince me what Joe was and wasn't. I wipe my tears on my soft pillow case and then clench my eyes shut. 

"Don't let him make you think that. Don't you dare."i say quietly.

I hear my door open. I look up, seeing Jord poking his head in.

"May i come in?"he asks.

"No."i say, turning away from him.

"Leah, come on love."he says softly.

"Go away."i demand. 

I feel the bed dip where he sits, and he puts his hand on my hip.

"Leah."he says.

I ignore him.

"I know it's hard to grasp at first. And of course i know that you and Ethan knew Joey best. But, people are good at hiding things love."he says, causing me to sit up.

"What are you hiding then, Jord?"i ask, folding my arms.

He chuckles.

"I'm hiding the fact that i think i'm falling in love with you. The fact that I think of Ethan and you as my actual family. That it really hurt my feelings when you said you hated me."he says looking at his hands.

I blush, but keep my straight face.

"Your very special to me, Leah. You and Ethan. I just need you both to know the truth."he says cupping my cheek, thumbing away my tears. 

I lean my cheek more against his hand, feeling something vaguely similar to Sugar. HE smiles as he slightly opens his arms. I scoot over, laying my head on his chest as he wraps his arms around me.

I take in big breaths of his cologne, as i used to do with Sugar.

"Do you forgive me?"he asks softly.

"Shut up"i say, making him chuckle.

He strokes my hair comfortingly and presses a kiss to the top of my head. He lifts my face up and looks into my eyes.

"I don't like seeing you cry."he whispers, wiping my tears.

Suddenly, he leans down, kissing my lips. My instant reaction was to kiss him back, but i wasn't sure weather it was just my sadness taking over, or my body telling me to. So, i kiss him back with mixed emotions. He stakes his arm around my waist and i wrap my arms around his neck. And we were kissing. Passionately. He leans back, laying on the bed as we kissed, me in his lap. The kiss was a new feeling for me. At first i had felt guilty, because i know what this man had done.

And now..it just felt like i was kissing Sugar. Kissing my Sugar, and my Sugar kissing me. The kiss breaks, and he trails his lips down to my neck, and i think of the last time Sugar had done that, dancing on our wedding night.

It felt exactly the same, everything about him suddenly felt like Sugar, it felt like i was back home. Him gripping my waist, the way he smelled, the way his lips felt. He sits up, gently flipping me to where I was now beneath him. Even that felt like Sugar. I couldn't control myself..

I moan.

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Joey's pov

I grunt as i bend down and touch my toes. In my hospital room there wasn't much space for exercise, and they told me that i shouldn't be doing it on account of my current condition, but i need to get my strength back. I need to be strong.

Suddenly the lights go out in my room and I jump. 

"Hey!"i shout, stumbling towards the door.

I feel someone brush past me in the dark and I stumble back. I stand still in the silence, listening for something. I hear breathing behind me. Then someone running towards me. I quickly turn around, holding my arms out. I catch the man running at me, and with a grunt i lift him over my head and then throw him to the ground.

I put my foot on his chest.

"Turn the lights on, now."i demand.

The lights turn on and i see the masked man on the ground beneath my foot. I reach for my gun, and in doing so i apparently give him an opening. He pushes my foot up and i fly back, falling on the ground. He scrambles to get on top of me and he grabs my throat, choking me.

I grunt, gripping his his wrists as his hands squeeze my throat. I begin to get lightheaded almost instantly. Contributing factors were the 2 holes in my chest, and my punctured lung. I attempt to gasp for any breath i could, but was failing as he only added more pressure over my throat.

My eyes begin to tear as I bat at the mans hands. In my peripheral vision, i see my IV stand lift into the air.

"FORE!"i hear Harry's voice, then the IV stand comes crashing down on the mans head.

He screams and falls off of me. I wheeze, gasping for air, taking in big breaths as Harry pulls me away from the man.

"Can i leave you alone for one second!?"Harry asks, standing me up.

The man groans, rolling to his side from the pain. Harry quickly rolls him on his stomach and cuffs his hands behind his back.

"Excuse me kind sir, but i assume you're willing to give out answers."Harry says as i rub my throat.

He pulls the mask off of the mans face, and i drop my jaw.

"Jimmy?!"i say.

"I'm sorry Joe, he was gonna kill Ronnie if i didn't go through with it! He was gonna kill my brother, i was just trying to protect him."Jimmy sobs.

"Who's trying to kill Ronnie?"Harry asks.

"No, who's trying to kill me!?"i shout.

"He needs you dead, he wants Ethan to be his son."Jimmy says.

"Ethan? You saw Ethan? Where is he!? WHERE IS HE GOD DAMN IT!"i yell.

"I don't know mate i don't know."Jimmy cries.

"You son of a bitch!"i try to grab the IV stand but Harry stops me.

"Leah and the baby. Are they okay?"he asks.

He nods slowly.

"Where are they."Harry says angrily.

"I swear, I don't know, I swear."he whispers.

"Then who took them?!"I yell.

"The boss."

Suddenly I get a flash of memory from the night i was shot.

"All is well, the boss will take care of you both. Where is Leah? In her room?"

Then the sound of footsteps walking off.

Suddenly, we hear screaming outside my window. Jimmy turns around just in time to see Ronnie fall past the window.

"RONNIE NO!"he screams, attempting to stand up.

"Well, at least he was telling the truth about that."Harry says.