Chapter 7
I was happier than I had been in as long as I could remember. Ted was perfect in everyway and as the days went on I knew that I was falling head over heels for him. Than one day amidst my happiness my cell phone rang and I stared down in silence at whose number was reading on the caller id. Stu. I didn't answer and when it went to voicemail he called right back again. I knew if I didn't answer it he would just keep calling.
"Alana." He said into the phone even though I hadn't uttered a word. "I know you are there. Please talk to me. I'm sorry. I don't know what I was thinking that night. I was just so mad that you slept with Heath that I lost my mind because I love you."
My body trembled as he spoke and my eyes filled with tears. "After what you did to me you claim that it was out of love?"
"Alana, I wanted you all for myself and I went about it in the wrong way. I should have just told you how I felt. We would be so happy right now."
"It is over, Stu."
"It can't be. You have to give me one more chance. Please?"
"No," My heart hurt. "I'm happy now. Just leave me be." I said using all the strength I could muster to hang up the phone.
The phone rang again and I sent it to voicemail and than I shut it off. I couldn't stop the tears that came then. Ted walked in the room and hurried over to me.
"What's wrong?" he asked running his hand down my hair and pulling me to him.
"Stu called."
"What? You answered the phone?"
"He told me he was sorry and that he did it out of love."
"Baby, he doesn't love you."
"I know he doesn't. I've never been so afraid in my life. I don't know why I picked up the phone."
"We'll call and change your number," I nodded as he leaned down and kissed my forehead. "I promise you won't ever have to be afraid again."
Before we could get the number changed Stu started calling again and I don't exactly why but I picked up the phone. "Alana."
"What?" I said.
"I want you to pack your things and come see me."
"Stu, you are crazy if you think I am coming to England to see you. I hate you."
"We both know you don't hate me. You didn't press charges against because in your own way you do love me."
"H-How did you know that?"
"Because I know you, so leave Heath and come see me."
"I'm not with Heath."
"No? Than who are you with?" He seemed surprised.
"Someone who makes me happy," I said not wanting to tell him.
"I can make you happy too, you know. Who is it?"
"I am not going to tell you. It is none of your business."
He paused; he must have been trying to regain his composure. "I just want you to give me another chance."
"Another chance? You beat the shit out of me, you raped me, you broke me and you want another chance. I will never ever be with Stu Barrett. Now don't ever call me again because I will not answer." She said as she hung up the phone. To her surprise the phone didn't ring again and she breathed a sigh of relief. Hopefully what she said finally penetrated into his thick skull.
A couple weeks had gone by and the phone calls stopped. Stu Barrett was the last thought in my mind until I walked through my apartment door. He stood in front of me with the biggest smile on his face.
"Welcome home, love." He said walking over and hugging me.
I dropped everything I was carrying on the floor. "How are you here?"
"In your house or in the US?" he asked me.
"Both."
"Fake id and fake passport," he said walking into the other room and I watched him pick up a picture. "Ted DiBiase huh? Never would have guessed that he'd be interested in you in a million years." He said as he put the picture down and turned back towards me. "Where is the chap anyways?"
"I don't know."
"Liar!" he yelled than calmed down. "You know damn well where he is and you are going to tell me." He said walked up to me and stroking my cheek.
I was shaking uncontrollably with fear and started to cry as I answered him. "He took a different flight. He'll be home later."
"Ah, how sweet, it's too bad that you won't be here when he gets back. There is a pen and paper on the desk over there. Go over there and right your goodbye letter to him."
"No don't make me."
He slapped me across the face. "I don't want to hit you but you must do what I tell you to now go over to the desk." I didn't hesitate this time as I walked over to the desk and sat down. "Now write, dear Ted. I know all this time you thought that I wanted to be with you but I don't." I was sobbing as I wrote. "I realized that I was truly in love with my husband, Stu, so I left immediately and went to him. I won't see you again and I hope that I never do. Alana."
After I finished writing I turned and looked at him. "He won't believe it."
"It doesn't matter if he does or not. Where you are going no one will ever find you."