Chapter 12
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I was in such a good mood the next day! Elvis was not getting out of the hospital right away. He had asked me to watch over his little Lisa for him. I was beyond thrilled to babysit her. Elvis gave me the option to be her nanny as well. But wouldn't that be weird seeing as I was now his girlfriend?
Yes he asked me to go steady! I accepted before leaving him later the day before at the hospital! I was so in love with him. I was busy the next morning there at Graceland. I got myself up early. Took my shower. Got all dressed up. Then got Lisa washed up. Had her get dressed and ready to go see Elvis.
I made her breakfast and helped Mary in the kitchen area. I helped her clean up the mess. Mary told me it sure was nice to have extra help there on the grounds! I agreed with that. Everything was going well until she came to visit! Right before we were about to leave to see Elvis.
Linda. Thorn in my side.
"Hi Jenna!" she greets me as she lets herself in as though we were the best of friends.
"Linda now is not a good time!" I warn her as I helped Lisa get her jacket on her.
"I came by to get my things!" Linda declares.
"Oh okay I think that is fine" I sigh.
"I know what room to get them from. May I?" she asks me as she points to the upstairs.
"Let her go! We have cameras around this place!" Vern pipes up as he takes Lisa by the hand. "Besides it will be better for Elvis in the long run if she does this while he is gone" he says.
An angry look suddenly flashes in Linda's pretty eyes.
"Not a fan eh Vern? You will miss me one day!" promises Linda.
"Doubt it. Elvis has a new girl. Go on and get! We don't need ya!" chuckles Vern before he head out the door with Lisa. I go to leave but Linda stops me from leaving with them. She grabs me by the arm.
"Just what did he mean by that? What girl does Elvis possibly have that's better than me?!" demands Linda as she glares right at me.
My heart pounds with fear. Was she going to start a battle with me?! Right here? Right now? It was so not a good time! I can understand why she was mad! She just stands there. Glaring at me as if she knew. That Elvis and I got together!
I remove my wrist from her tight grasp. I rub it. It burned from her sharp nails. I went to go leave this tight situation. She places her hand in front of the door stopping me from leaving! My heart thumps faster in my eardrums.
"Boy! You must think I'm all kinds of stupid eh?" she snaps angrily at me.
"I had better get going! They are waiting for me!" I stammer softly.
"No! You are gonna listen and listen good! That one day I saw you two kissing in the kitchen! Don't go to think you're his one and only sweetie. Cause your not! He's done this to me. To Cilla! And as sure as God made little green apples he will do it to you! You ain't nothin special to him dear. Your nothing more than a fresh piece of ass to that man! And when he's done playin around with you, well we both know who he will come crawling back to! It sure isn't you!" states Linda with a new found anger toward me.
"He's right" is all I manage to say.
"Huh?"
"You don't love him! You love the idea of him! All he can give you! Linda that's not love! You were nothing more than his hooker! You and I both know he doesn't love you! He loves me! You lost your little trophy! I don't love Elvis for the money, he could lose it all in one day he would still be Elvis! I love him for how kind he is when no one see's. When he makes that little girl laugh when he's dying inside himself because her mother left him. I love him when he helps others when no one pays attention. That's the man I fell for. Not the one on stage or in the movies. Not the one singing a pretty song to make young girls swoon. I fell for a man Linda. A simple southern man. Not a king!" I state before I go to leave her there.
She screams with anger in her voice. She pushes me away from the front door! She has me by my shoulders. Glaring at me with hatred in her eyes for me. I wince as she raises her free hand to slap me across the face. I close my eyes waiting for it!
"No you don't! Go on! Get your things! I never want to see you back here! Understand?!" I suddenly hear Mary bark orders at Linda.
My eyes peek open to see Mary holding that hand of Linda's so she could not slap me! I sigh with relief that this cat fight was over! I said my peace with Linda! I was done!
"You alright miss?" Mary worries over me after Linda scampers off in fear. I nod as I sigh deeply. Mary hugs me. "Give that boy my love will ya?" she asks me. I nod.
"Be happy to Mary!" I say with a grin.
"Jenna? What's taking so long? You comin?" Vern worries as he peeks inside the door.
"Coming!" I say cheerfully to him as I follow him out the front door.
We make our way to the hospital at last to see our Elvis. He was napping by the time we arrived. Vern took Lisa to get a snack by the vending machines. I waited at Elvis bedside for him to wake from his slumber.
He had a happy handsome smile on his face as he slept. I wondered if that smile was for me? Was he dreaming of me or all his other sexy fan girls? Linda was sure messing with my head today! I place my hand in his. I kiss the top of his hand lightly trying not to wake the man.
"Jenna?"
"I'm here!" I promise him.
His eyes flutter open. He was so cute all sleepy in bed. A smile crossed his face for me. I brush his long bangs out of his face. He places my hand to his lips planting a sweet kiss on the top. My heart flutters with joy in my chest.
"What took you so long to get here?" he wonders before he yawns.
"Finished s few things at your home before coming. It's all taken care of!" I promise him. I squeeze his hand in mine.
"I can't wait to get the hell outta here!" he sighs looking restless.
"I know Elvis" I tell him.
"Kiss me" he suddenly begs me for my affection shyly like a school boy.
A blush rises to the occasion upon my cheeks hearing him ask me that! He grins.
"Well?! What are you waittttt..."
Before he could finish his sentence my lips found their way to his. I feel a happy smile on his kiss as a warmth of sunshine spreads inside me for this man. I feel his hand brushing along my right cheekbone as our kisses grew faster.
Suddenly his heart monitor beeps racing faster. A nurse rushes in to check on Elvis. He does not want to pull away I can tell but I do quickly stop the kisses!
"Now Mr. Presley you know better! We warned you! No physical activity to strain your heart!" warns the nurse as she fixes the machine.
"Sorry there! But she's just what the doctor ordered! I feel better already" he states with stars in his eyes. I giggle as I shake my head at his goofy behavior!
