Chapt 7- This I Promise You
For the next couple days, John had refused to leave Billie's side. He had nursed her back to health sending out for food and medication. He had sent Howie begrudgingly to pick up all the new clothes that he bought for her. They were all tailor made and ordered on the phone. Billie still felt uncomfortable taking things from Johnny, but he made it clear that he she had to accept them.
When Billie's legs were too weak to stand up, John bathed her. It was extremely uncomfortable to Billie, she didn't want him to see her naked and exposed this way. John laughed at her remarks and shook his head. He didn't care, all he wanted was her. But Billie could feel desire at the edge of his throat; he was trying so hard to control himself.
One night after dinner, Billie walked upstairs to bed. She had gained back most of her strength. Her face became rounder and her skin had color rather than looking like a corpse. She no more had those deep sunken eyes or scraggly black hair. Her eyes were bright and green. Her hair was dark like ink and soft. She was back. Johnny followed her up watching her every step.
"Stop it!"
"Stop what?" he jumped at her sudden tone
"Stop following me, like I'm going to collapse any minute. I'm fine"
"I wasn't following" he said sheepishly
"Yeah like you promised not to go down and meddle with the cops"
"I don't play with the cops"
"Johnny I know you, always in and out of trouble"
"Well maybe I like to get in trouble" he replied slyly
He walked up close to her and his face was so close that she could feel the heat. He kissed her neck and backed away. He was playing with her. She swallowed hard, and the truth was he was addicting. She turned up the stairs refusing to accept her loss.
She took a deep breath and continued up the stairs and headed to her room. She could still feel a pair of eyes on her. The truth was he wasn't the only needing her, she needed him. She turned around and to him. Oh what the hell! What was she really losing anyway? If she walked away she won nothing either. She pressed her lips against his. Before he could say anything his tongue reacted first. It pushed against her tongue with his teeth gently scraping her lips. Her eyes were shut and lost in his kiss. With one scoop, John swept her off her feet and into the bedroom. The heat was like fire between them. John tried to be careful, since she just got better but Billie pushed him harder. Billie unbuttoned his shirt, fumbling with his shirt. While his hands snaked down her gown pulling it down. It wasn't until John felt a hot sensation in his groin when he realized his pants were pulled down. Electricity ran through them. It wasn't long when they became one, moving against one another. They needed each other, needing the touch and warmth. They had an unbearable hunger to please one another and to hear the sound pleasure rise from each other's throats. Time had stopped, and their breaths shortened. Soon they fell asleep in each other arms, tired and exhilarated.
The Next Morning
"Good morning love"
Billie opened her eyes to the most beautiful man in the world, his brimming hazel eyes and thick black hair tousled. He even looked attractive in the morning, when most people looked like they walked out of a tornado.
His hand caressed her skin, but lingering on past scars. His eyes would burn a second when he touched them. He knew who did it, and Billie knew he wasn't done with his revenge.
She smiled and kissed his lips. John's heart melted, no one could make him feel this way.
She looked at the time, " Wow it's late, we have to get up now"
"Why?"
" Because tt's almost noon" she said standing up
"So?" he pulled her down with one arm.
"Well what do you want to do?" she laughed
He climbed on top of her and spreaded her legs with his hands.
"I have a really good idea" he purred
"No" she giggled and pushed him off
He groaned, "We have to get groceries, I am not eating pizza or clam chowder for another day." She made that statement clear.
"What's wrong with pizza and clam chowder?" he teased
"I'm not having it for lunch and dinner five days straight"
"None of us can cook"
"Exactly, without the Gino's or Charlie's you would all starve"
He laughed and kissed her face. "You're right, you're always right"
"I know, and that's why I'm going to teach how to cook" she added
"Why? I have you."
"You lazy man" she giggled wrestling him down; he fought back by kissing her lips while their hands intertwined.
Then there was knock on a door.
"Damn it" John cursed.
"Sir, we have a problem" Howie said behind the door
"Okay, we'll be out in twenty minutes" he sighed
"It's okay" Billie mouthed
Footsteps pattered downstairs.
20 minutes later
"The cops know we're here"
"How and you mean here, here?"
" No not here, here but they know we're in the forest. Remember that cop in that car that hit a trunk a couple days ago, he didn't die. He crawled his way back to town. And because of him we all might die now" there was a sarcastic tone in Howie's voice.
"Then we'll leave tonight"
"Another problem, they have stopped any private ports temporarily so we can't leave without Purvis and his men finding us. Plus your picture is everywhere. It'll be impossible"
"What about Billie are the cops looking for her too?" he said changing the subject.
"What about her? She's fine."
"Wouldn't the cops want her too?"
"Yeah, but if they have you she wouldn't be in the spotlight anymore"
"Don't worry about me" Billie assured putting her arms around him.
"You're the only thing that matters" he said half jokingly partly because he really meant it.
Howie rolled his eyes "Getting back to my point, if that injured cop got back to town a couple days ago and reported it to the cops they could be looking for us right now"
"But this is house is hidden pretty well"
"It doesn't take that long to find a giant brown house in the forest"
"What are you implying Howie?"
"That they could be surrounding the house right now" Billie answered
Howie and John turned around, finding her staring out the window.
"Are they there?" John asked
"No, but Howie's right Johnny, we can't stay here forever"
"Alright, get the bags and Richie go call Alvin. See what he can do" John turned away briskly, he didn't want to think about this right now.
"John, where are we going to go? Ray doesn't mind us staying after that generous amount of money you gave him. If we go somewhere else all we're doing is putting people in danger. Innocent people." he emphasized on the word Innocent.
"How about a train?"
"We robbed a train John, they know it's you."
"A train is crowded, they won't notice us"
"It's won't work"
Then an idea popped into his head.
"Do remember the Mr. Winston?"
"The fat sweaty guy? Yeah"
"Get me on the phone with him"
Howie raised his eyebrow "Why?" But then he face turned into horror, "He's not going to help us, for all i know he wants to kill us"
Johnny simply replied "A hungry dog will do anything to get a lick of that bone. He needs money, after the act we pulled on the train i'm pretty sure he doesn't have a job anymore. Don't worry he'll do it. Just get me on the phone with him"
Howie sighed and nodded, calling Richie to pack the guns and knives while he went to make a phone call.
Johnny and Billie went upstairs to pack their things.
Billie was putting away things again when she felt a pair of eyes on her.
Knowing that it was John she smiled. "What?"
"Nothing, I just need to tell you something"
His face was troubled, it was dark. It was always like that when something was bothering him.
His hands moved down and helped her put away a few pieces of clothing.
He took a deep breath and replied "If anything happens to me I want you to leave with Howie, do you understand?"
Billie took a step back shocked "What are you talking about?"
"Billie this isn't children's games anymore, my gang is gone and I have to be honest my plan is a longshot, these things take time and honestly we don't have the time. I'm worried doll, things have changed. People have changed. John Dillinger can't always get away."
"Don't say things like that, please. Let's just worry about getting on a train and getting back to the Chicago. Remember you once told me that it's not where you're from that important but where you're going. Remember that?"
"Yeah, but things aren't the same. I just need you to promise me something" he persisted
"Johnny I'm not going to promise you anything, why are you talking like this and for Pete's sake you're-"
"John Dillinger" He interrupted
"That's why I need you promise me that if something happens I want you to run as far away as you can and disappear. Take this with you too"
Billie unfolded the note and found a check for one million dollars. Her heart sunk. Normally went a girl was given a million dollars she would jump for joy but all the money in the world could never find her another John Dillinger. Money meant nothing to her after he had found her.
"I also have flight booked for you anytime. Alvin got one of guys working down there. He'll help you get back on your feet. I want you to look forward okay? And never ever look back. Find someone new, buy your own house. Promise me that okay?" he asked quietly
"Johnny" her voice was almost inaudible.
Before she could speak he pressed his lips against hers. It was a different type of kiss, it felt like it was the last. It was the type of kiss shared before a painful parting. "Promise me" he whispered
She gave in due to the heated kiss "I promise"
"Sir" Howie walked in
Billie's leaned her head on John's shoulders to hide her tears.
"Yes?"
"I got Winston on the phone with you, he says it has to be quick. He doesn't seem reallly happy"
John smirked "He will be"
"I will be right back" John whispered to her.
"Okay, but Johnny i'm still willing to take that ride with you if the offer still stands"
Johnny didn't say anything about that he just replied "I'll meet you downstairs babe." And walked out to take the call.
STAY TUNED FOR CHAPT 8
