Invisible
Chapter 1
Authors Notes:This is one of several promo chapters to see which picks up the most interest. The one with the most will become a full fledged story, the others will be deleted and forgotten about. These promo chapters are meant to be short, so keep in mind that the actual chapters for the story would be much longer. In essence, these are teasers. (I keep important information on my user profile, so you may want to look at that)
All that he wanted was for her to trust him. To want him. The fear in her eyes was enough to keep him away though. Now, years later, that fear had turned to hate.
Emma Nelson was never meant to be just another victory. He wanted to keep her for himself. To never let her go.
His mind flashed back to the times when he was young. His mother would watch him dart around the yard, catching butterflies. He smirked. That's right. Jay Hogart used to catch butterflies. He was damn proud of it too.
His mother would always make him let them go in the end. "It wasn't right to keep such a beautiful thing caged against it's will."
It wasn't right to make Emma stay if she didn't want to. After all, Jay didn't blame her. He was his own worst enemy.
He flicked his cigarette to the ground. Yeah, this life had taken it's toll alright.
Still though, he kept searching himself for the right thing to say. He glanced about The Dot, before looking back at her. He felt invisible.
"If you want to hate me, it's okay," he finally whispered. Emma's eyes squinted as she continued to stare at him. He searched desperately for an answer. His silence echoed back at him.
Finally, after several moments, she spoke. "I don't hate you Jay," she said, tossing a few dollars down for the tip and grabbing her purse. She stood, turning to him, her honey blond hair swaying. She gave him a long hard look, before letting herself wander away from the familiar cafe.
He watched her get into her car, driving away. He still felt invisible though. He sighed. When your invisible, everything seems to slip through your grasp.
She still had a piece of him though. Even though he hadn't seen his daughter in three months, he still loved both of them like hell.
Even if he couldn't hold them.