Chapter 4- persistent
The story of this woman became news for the town, she was in every spot of the Entertainment section and the media wanted an interview with the victim… me.
I have turned down all interviews; I want it all to go away. Unfortunately, I had to wait a while on that. It would be a month later before I was in the courtroom. She stood at the desk with her lawyer as I sat in the crowd before being called to the stand. The judged ordered my appearance. "Mr. Callaway" he called.
Standing tall, I walked pass her. She muttered. "My love" under her lips. God, she needs help. I sat in the stand and was sworn in. The lawyer went first for her. "Sir, do you deny coming in any contact with my client?" he asked of me.
"Physical contact? Yes" I said.
"But she claims otherwise, she has been traumatized by the likes of you! How do you explain that?" he demanded.
"How do you explain a young girl following me around, trying and successfully getting pass security and then entering my hotel room wearing nothing but one of my t-shirts? How can I traumatize her when she has been doing that to me!" I demanded of him.
"Admit it, you wanted her!"
"I wanted nothing to do with that girl!" I yelled back.
The girl was taken back by my shouting; she began to cry realizing I really did want nothing to do with her. "Tell me this, why would a man in your position say no to a woman like that?" he asked.
I only smiled to him. "When you are as happily married as I am with children, you don't want anything else in life" was my answer.
The judge looked to me. "Is it so you wish to have an order restraining this woman from you?" he asked.
"Me, and my family"
"So ordered. Miss. I am ordering you to be no less than five hundred yards of Mr. Callaway and his family. Should you violate that order, you will be subject to arrest immediately, is that understood?" he asked of her.
The girl stared at me blankly for but a moment, before her eyes narrowed down in anger. She gave a simple nod to the judge. "Speak yes if you understand the terms," he said.
"Yes, your honor" the girl spoke with venom in her tone. Something told me she is not going to take the order seriously; I could see it in her eyes. I left the courtroom when it was all said and done, getting the hell out of here and back to my family. I had to tell Sara.
I got into the car and called her on my cell. She answered when I gave her he detail as to what was going on. "I don't think she's going to stop," she whispered.
"I know. I am going to be hiring a security guard. I swear I will not let her ruin our lives!" I vowed.
Sara sighed. "I know, but how can we be sure she leaves us alone? It's never going to end!"
The tone in her voice gave way to how scared she was. I couldn't blame her. All I knew was I will do whatever is necessary to protect my family.