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Chapter 2

"Lucky, I don't want to talk to you right now." Elizabeth said as Lucky pushed past her into the studio, closing the door behind him.

Lucky let out a sarcastic laugh. "You can't just leave me divorce papers and expect to never hear from me again Elizabeth." He was talking fast and his body was twitching and fidgety. He was obviously high.

"Lucky, you obviously are not thinking straight. You are high and I do not want to talk to you till you are sober."

"That's funny because I am not leaving until you talk to me." he said as he planted his feet firmly shoulders length apart. His face was scruffy and Elizabeth could smell alcohol when he walked through the door past her. His hair looked like he had just gotten out of bed and threw a shirt over his head, a wrinkled shirt.

Elizabeth dropped the cardboard on the floor and grabbed her keys and purse from the table beside the door. "Fine, then I will just leave. Go ahead and stay."

He lunged toward the door, falling into it, "No, I want… I want to talk to you."

"Lucky, let me leave. I don't want to talk to you like this." She said attempting to stay calm.

"NO! Not until you hear me out. I want to explain." He said, his body continuing to block the door. Elizabeth stood a few feet in front of him, starting to feel fear. Even with everything that had happened she had never been afraid of Lucky. There was an emptiness in his eyes that made her stomach turn. "Look, I know I screwed this up but give me another chance."

"No." Elizabeth answered firmly.

"I screwed up, Maxie main-up.. manipulated me." he fumbled out. "I want to stop using, I just need your help."

"No Lucky, you need professional help. Drugs or not, you continuously slept with Maxie… in our bed. No more chances, no more excuses… we are done Lucky. I hope you can get clean, I really do, but I… I want a divorce."

"NO!" he yelled.

Elizabeth turned away from him and took a few steps away from the door. "You have five days to contest the divorce then it will be filed with the court at the next available court date."

"No, I will not let you divorce me Elizabeth." Lucky spat taking an unsteady step in her direction.

"It's done Lucky."

"No it's not. I love you Eliz-beth." He slurred.

Elizabeth just shook her head and turned around to find him right in front of her. "No Lucky."

"I'm not LETTING YOU GO ELIZABETH!" Lucky yelled.

Elizabeth closed her eyes as tears flowed down her face. She paused for a minute before opening her eyes again and said the words she knew had to be said, "I don't love you anymore." She mumbled.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?" he screamed.

Her body trembled as she screamed back, "I DON'T LOVE YOU ANYMORE LUCKY!"

Next thing she knew the back of his hand came in contact with her cheekbone and her body fell into the coffee table. Did he punch her or just hit her with the back of his hand, she was not sure and it did not matter. The pain he caused stung so bad that she could not open her eyes. She could feel blood running down her face and her arm burned from hitting the side of the table. "Lucky." She whispered through her sobs.

"DON'T LIE TO ME ELIZABETH, YOU DO STILL LOVE ME!" he yelled. He bent over her sobbing body, "LOOK AT ME, LOOK ME IN THE EYE AND SAY THAT!"

Elizabeth couldn't move but she managed to open her eyes, "I can't Lucky... I can't m-move." she whispered the instant she saw a pair of motorcycle boots come running through the door. She did not need to move to know it was Jason. The next minute went by as if it were in slow motion.

Jason grabbed Lucky by his shirt and pulled him back and away from Elizabeth. Jason threw him against the door and Lucky swung at him, missing. "Morgan, I should have known." Lucky spat as Jason caught him with a right hook.

"You piece of shit." Jason repeatedly growled as he continued punching Lucky in the gut until his body slid down the door unconscious. Jason was ready to kill him when he heard Elizabeth's sobs. He left Lucky's beaten body by the door and ran over to Elizabeth. He was out of breath and his heart was racing, torn between beating Lucky till he took his last breath and picking Elizabeth up off the floor. He decided to help her.

"Elizabeth?" he whispered, kneeling beside her. He hooked his arms under her knees and behind her back then scooped her into his arms. She groaned in pain and his heart broke that she was in pain. Again he wanted to return to the door where Lucky laid and beat him till he took his last breath.

He carried her over to the couch and laid her on it. She had a large open gash high on her cheek and it was already starting to bruise. Her right hand slowly slid to cover her left elbow and Jason could see a large purple bruise forming from her elbow to the middle of her upper arm. Her body quivered as her sobs continued and tears mixed with the blood on her face.

"Elizabeth" Jason whispered. He brushed the hair from her face with his fingertips. His knuckles were already bruising over from hitting Lucky. His eyes scanned over her body for any signs of other injuries but could not find anything else. She could have more bruising or even broken bones but could not see them. He sat with her for a few minutes brushing his fingers through her hair till the sobs finally subsided and her eyes fluttered open. Her left cheek was swollen and bruised, almost completely black already. "Where does it hurt?" he whispered.

"My arm… my cheek." She said so softly that he barely heard her.

"I need to get you to the hospital." He softly said still brushing his fingers through her hair. He reached into his pocket and grabbed his phone to call for a car since he had his bike.

Her right hand moved from her elbow and reached for his hand, "No… I can't go to the hospital… everyone… work… I just cant." She murmured. "Lucky, where…"

"He's unconscious." Jason stated simply, not elaborating. His mind was racing of how to handle the situation. He wanted to kill him but he knew that would not be what Elizabeth wanted. He debated calling the police and was about to when Elizabeth screamed.

"LUCKY!" she yelled looking past Jason.

Jason turned and saw Lucky stumbling toward them with his gun pointed at them. He must have had the gun in an ankle holster otherwise Jason would have felt it earlier. Without thinking Jason jumped off the couch and lunged at Lucky grabbing his hand that was holding the gun. Lucky's body instantly jerked and he squeezed the trigger sending a bullet into the ceiling. They struggled for control of the firearm, the whole time Jason was afraid it would discharge again in Elizabeth's direction. Jason held Lucky's gun and his hand in his left hand while he reached around his back for his own gun.

Lucky saw Jason reaching for his gun and brought his knee up knocking it out of Jason's hand. Lucky's elbow caught Jason in his chin as they stumbled into the wall, the force of their bodies denting the wallboard. Jason held the gun over Lucky's head as he brought his foot up and pushed Lucky's body away from his finally causing Lucky to release the gun and land on the floor a few feet from Jason. A single shot rang out piercing through Lucky's chest and sending his lifeless body to the floor.